Mrs Wilkins13

Now that you know my rules, there’s one thing we need to do before dinner. Johnny, come here please so Mommy can take off your shorts.” Billy watched in disbelief as a reluctant, red-faced Johnny went over to his mother and allowed her to slip his shorts down. He then stepped out of them and stood there in front of his friend in his tee shirt and underpants. “Please, Mrs. Wilkins … I’m too old for this,” Billy said, knowing full well it wasn’t true. “That’s not what your mother told me, Billy. Besides, anyone who acts like a child is never too old to be punished like one. I’ve told Johnny I intend to punish him like a little boy all the way through high school if necessary as long as he continues to act like one. It all depends on how he behaves. I suspect the older he gets, the more effective a little boy punishment will be.” “Please, Mrs. Wilkins, please let me keep my shorts on,”