![]() ![]() ![]() I hover at Aunty’s elbow, just within reach but hanging back, reluctant to come any closer but too timid to edge away, squirming slightly in perfect balance, a tribute to Aunty’s training and handling of me.Īs Aunty’s program ends she decides it is time and so with a nod she summons me to her. Aunty decides to ignore it as she watches the end of her program on the TV, enjoy it even, I always put on this little act when it’s time to have my bottom smacked she thinks.Īs I stand beside Aunty’s chair she hears the little shush as my pants slip down my thighs as it follows the reproachful clump from my shoes as I kick them off and the soft plop of my shorts as they land on the carpet at my feet. My knees close together my posture is one of childlike unhappiness. My bottom wobbles faintly as I ease my pants down off my hips.
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