One weekend, when I was eight, my parents were out of town. However, they had instructed my Brandi to take us to church on Sunday as usual. Brandi was about 5ft 8in, with brown hair and brown eyes, and I had kind of a childhood crush on her at the time. She was very pretty […]

When I was just a sprout of about eight, I really started noticing my sister’s underwear was different than my own. This was in the 50s, when girls of about 12 or so started wearing ‘big girl’ underwear. For one thing, hers had no flap in the front and felt like silk, althought they were […]

The ‘mother’ I refer to in this story is not my biological mother – she was actually a friend of mine in high school who sort of took me ‘under her wing’.We were on the big coach on our way for our school music department’s annual music tour. This year, we were going to have […]

  It was a rainy day and I was playing ping-pong with a couple of neighbourhood girls, Tammy and Aleisha. We were all about 13 at the time. Tammy had found a bottle of whisky and wanted to experiment with drinking – we all took turns sipping from the bottle. Tammy was pretty good at […]

When I was growing up in Dublin in the 1960s, spanking, caning and strapping were a fact of life. Most boys I knew got it, even if few of us would admit it. While I got my fair share at home and school, the occasion I remember best was at a neighbours’ house, where a […]

My most memorable spanking was when I was 13. I lived alone with my mother and she would never dare to do it to me. One afternoon, some girls and I were playing truth or dare. When it came to my turn, I chose dare. I was dared to go and knock on Old Lady […]