Back in my formative years, I used to have supper with my little sister and our babysitter. One afternoon, for some reason, the sitter was really on my case, and to make things worse I was in a bad temper myself. We were having dinner in the kitchen, quite early, when the sitter mentioned something […]

Much later on in my formative years, I figured that I was too old to be spanked. I spent most of that summer with my aunt, who lived on a farm out of state. My parents told my aunt that she had full discretion to discipline me if I needed it. My aunt laid out […]

In 1974, I d spent my summer vacation with my best friend and his parents at a campsite in Bavaria. Unfortunately, after just a week, I became constipated and developed a terrible stomach ache. Mrs P, my friend’s mother, contacted the campsite’s female manager (everyone called her ‘Aunt Maria’) to ask for a paediatrician, because she […]

I remember, back in my formative years, mother and father went away on a business trip. Since they could not take me with them, mother asked a girlfriend if I could stay with her until they returned. The girlfriend said yes, and I was taken to her home.The friend was younger than mother and very […]

While growing up, I was subjected to many spankings. The most memorable was when I was a few days short of my  birthday.Until I was out of high school, my parents always hired a babysitter when they went out. A babysitter was also hired when my parents were entertaining. We were always dressed in our […]

Sometime back in my formative years, I was being looked after by my Aunty Margaret while my parents were on holiday. One day, one of my friends suggested we play truant from school. We did this and were not caught. Emboldened by our success, we did the same thing two days later. This time, we […]

When I was growing up, my family always took camping trips. I remember one in particular. As a child, I always enjoyed having an aunt or neighbour lady see me naked – or at least see my bare bottom. If we had company and the situation was right, somehow I exposed myself. My mother often […]

When I was growing up in the 50s, a family lived above us who we were very close to. Me and my three brothers called the mother ‘Aunt Helen’ and I even called her only daughter ‘sis’ – she was 15 and three years older than myself. So there were three boys downstairs and one […]

Nanny was very strict and often followed up on a parental punishment with one of her own. We were raised in a wealthy family in a large (28 room) mansion, so the children’s quarters were separate from the places where the adults entertained. Under the large dining room table, there was a button on which […]

My dad’s sister had two daughters, one six months older than me and the other three years older. The younger girl, Carol, and I were like peas in a pod – she was a real tomboy and between us, we terrorised the neighbourhood. We would take turns going to visit and stay at each other’s […]