That was the first time that I was ever hand spanked and then paddled, but it would not be the last. My mom never gave more than five swats with the paddle – a hangover, I think, from her days as a teacher, where five swats was the maximum that could be given to a child. So from that point on, if she thought I had been really bad, it was hand spanks first and then five of the paddle to finish.
One last thing. About 15 years after this painful episode, Tony and I got married. Now, if I want to see him naked, I no longer have to skulk around in the bushes!