And it suddenly began to dawn on me what I'd done. Not my work but one of my favorite stories! Do you know what it's going to cost me to get it fixed? You'll get it with the good ole razor strap, huh? He had been so stupid to listen to them and to go against his parents and now his butt was going to pay the price severly. Are John's children obeying because they are making good choices or because they are afraid of the belt? If it's the last thing I do!
When Your Father Gets Home
When I grabbed my shin, he fled into the hall, pulling up his pants and yelling for his mother. Between two sisters, I wonder which of us the events of that day traumatized the most? While researching this text, I came across many out of context defenses of spanking by normally biblically sound people. Friday, March 15, Wait 'til your father gets home! His son's pants were on during the spanking, he said. I was completely mortified and humiliated. For an hour or more, inutterable calm enveloped me like a womb.
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The case of the mystery matches was closed My father used a leather slipper on me instead of a belt. She had fairly long nails, so i would have a bunch of tiny welts for days. But I immediately told him I was sorry I had lit the matches and sorry I had denied it. I lost more respect for him many years later when my son, Neil, was a youngster.
Daddy had taught Debby and I to think of damnation as a spanking which never ended, except that the pain was all over your body instead of just your bottom, and it was much, much worse. I thought my mom was being original. He then added that I could expect to drop my panties for the strap right up until I was twenty-one; and even beyond that, if I was still living at home! When he did, though, he didn't go in for half-measures. I think about those lickins often now. Originally posted by Rold Gold: