As she looked at me, eyes sparkling with that devilish amusement I found so enchanting, I realized with sudden rather adult perception, that it most likely was against school policy for a female administrator to punish a boy on the bare bottom. If I squealed she could be in serious trouble. I let her worry for a moment, seeming to hesitate, and then signed. She smiled broadly at me. “Very good, Barkley. You’re a good lad. I hope I shan’t have to cane you again soon.” “Me too,” I breathed. But as I shut the door softly behind me, the weals on my bottom aching as I walked, I wondered: had I told the truth?

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