Because the swats were more symbolic than painful, Billy experienced a familiar sense of safety, protection, and submission he often felt lying over his mother’s lap before or after a spanking. Only this time it was better. This time, he was being held against the soft thighs of his favorite woman. Once again, her floral perfume made him a little dizzy. Held firmly yet lovingly in her arms, Billy gave in to the scolding he was getting and went limp. His arm reached out to steady himself and wrapped almost instinctively around her full hip. Mrs. Wilkins smiled to herself as she felt the naughty child signal a certain contrition. Clearly the moment was right to bring out a preliminary confession.

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