I obeyed,
head hanging low, for I didn’t have any real choice in the matter.
Mrs J called her daughter to come into the room and watch the spanking with my mother.
I was ordered to come and stand beside Mrs J.
I received a scolding lecture on my awful behavior, and how shamed I should feel.
I just wanted it to be over! I was so embarrassed and wanted to hide.
I knew it was going to hurt like red hot irons on my already sore bottom.
I trembled when I saw that Mrs J had her hairbrush and strap laying within easy reach.
She took my arm firmly and guided me down over her lap.