Operation Scorched Arse - The Woody Back to School Unit

123Ma’s lectures were generally conducted withher daughter head down, arse up across her lap.The evening before she was scheduled toreturn to the facility Claire Brooks waited in herbedroom with her hands on her head and her nosepressed to the wall. She was dressed in full clobber.As soon as she had opened her mouth Clairehad known that she was heading upstairs. The familyhad been sitting down for a last supper togetherwhen Claire had interjected the proceedings with atypically ribald observation.“After dinner, you will repair to your room,” Mahad informed her.“Yes Ma,” groaned Claire.Nothing more was said and over-dinnerconversation continued as if nothing had happened.Claire stared at the wall. Even though she wastwenty seven years old she unequivocally acceptedher mother’s right to spank her. It was familytradition and one that she suspected both she andher sister would continue in the event that they gotmarried and had children. Nonetheless, she wishedher Ma wasn’t quite so prolific. This would be herfourth trip over Ma’s knee since returning for thefurlough.She had even traveled to Victoria’s partysporting a red bottom following a disagreement withMa.Claire heard the familiar tread of Ma’s feet asshe began to mount the stairs. Her heart began to