Operation Scorched Arse - The Woody Back to School Unit

Operation Scorched Arsedomestically on her own daughter’s behinds and thetradition had begun. The hairbrush was handed fromdaughter to daughter as they were married and hadfamilies of their own.Ma Brooks’ mother had been an ardentdisciplinarian and is credited with inventing the fineart of zinging. Ma was by all accounts a rebelliouscove and according to Ma on one occasion she hadnot shown a satisfactory reaction to being spankedand the family matriarch had suddenly forced herhead down and her bottom up and landed threemighty cracks, one on top of the other. Anotherfamily tradition had evolved.Claire had elected to spend the majority of thefurlough at her parent’s house. She was well awarethat if she was hoping for a cool arse Christmas thiswas a calculated gamble. It was a gamble that hadback-fired in spades.Many of Claire’s problems resulted from hermotor-mouth and her penchant for pith. Her habit ofopening her mouth before engaging her brain hadresulted in her persistently yanked out her seat in thelecture rooms and spread eagled across her desk.While her fellow inmates thought she was a hooteven the most enlightened members of the Brassfound her infuriating.Ma was not long on pith, especially when itinvolved potty-mouthing.“You are an intelligent and articulate youngwoman,” Ma was fond of telling Claire, “so you haveno reason to resort to bar-room language.”