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I'm a more than a little nervous about my meeting with Miss Lovecraft, she's my boss and is for ever on my case. What's wrong with having a night out now and again, oh and having a puff on something other than tobacco is normal ... Right! Well Miss Lovecraft thinks otherwise and bores me to tears about the firms rules, I plead with her but out comes a wooden paddle. Apparently I'm a repeat offender and she knows just how to deal with me. Soon I'm bending over for a stinging hot dose of discipline, that paddle comes down with a loud C R A C K taking my breath away. The pain washes every thought from my mind, I try to keep my composure holding my now smarting red bottom in place for the next stroke! Miss Lovecraft adds to the humiliation by telling me to say " One thank You Ma'am" and so on all through my paddling. Just when I think it's over out comes an evil looking hairbrush, I'm not going to forget this meeting with Miss Lovecraft in a hurry and I'll certainly get a reminder every time I try to sit down.