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That was my life when I was growing up too. My dad was a traveling salesman so my discipline was left to my mother. I did grow up in a very small town where everyone knew everyone and where naughty little boys were always spanked on their bare bottoms, even at school with my teachers and the woman Principal of the school. My babysitters were able to spank my bare bottom as well as my older sister. It was just a way of life and it was no big deal. Also if I was spanked at school, I was spanked again at home.

Ma faute était trop lourde à porter. Je ressentais le besoin impératif de me confesser 😔 sachant qu'il me faudrait alors en payer le prix 😨

Un petit rappel dont bien des jeunes filles auraient parfois besoin, moi la première 😳

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