We thought the spanking was over but were wrong.
What we heard next really turned us on and we both held our breaths.
Mrs J instructed her daughter to hand her the hairbrush,
It was a black-backed wooden brush that looked fearsome to us, even from our window perch!
Jennifer got the brush and handed it to her mother.
There were tears still in her eyes from what she had already received.
Jennifer was pulled back over her mother’s knee.
This was just like what happened to us boys at those times we badly misbehaved.
The scolding continued in earnest,
“How dare you humiliate me and this family with your smart mouth,