"We're going to teach you a good old-fashioned lesson about manners. Is that understood?" I gave him another hard smack on his bare butt."Yes," he sai...d."First, you'll be punished for your report card. Second, you'll be punished for breaking my rules. And third, you'll be punished until you learn to call me 'mother'. Is that clear, Tucker?" I spanked his other cheek even harder."Yes," he said reluctantly.His bare butt but was already slightly reddened with the marks from my palm and I hadn't. "Yeah," she agreed."Reminds me of you." What do you mean?" You know, you're really curious. You wanted to know what it was like..." I looked around and then quietly said, " ... to kiss."She laughed. "We were lucky we didn't get caught." Yeah." I paused. "You think about doing it again." No," she said to my disappointment. "Have you?" Uh ... yeah ... sometimes. It was ... well ... I liked it." We're not boyfriend and girlfriend," she said."I know." So don't think you can kiss me anytime you. ?Did we, or did we not, inform you to wear only your very special bikini,given to you with our love, unless you had our permission to wear other clothing.? Meg gazed at feet, as if realising for the first time she had ten toes. Shewas clearly still embarrassed about wearing the bikini, but realised her modestywas going to have dire consequences for her. ?It looks to me as if our training is going to start early today. You haveclearly not learnt to follow instructions, and it is our. Thank you, Ma’am.”On “Ma’am” Tracy struck again. If anything this one was louder– and harder– than the first.“Two. Thank you, Ma’am” I managed to say.Tracy kept up her pattern of giving the next blow on the word “Ma’am.” I was starting to squirm and working really hard to keep my fingers and toes in place. Then on the fifth stroke, Tracy changed her pattern. She paused for just a moment after the word “Ma’am.”It wasn’t much of a change, but somehow it really threw off my body... or maybe my.