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Prudence pretends to be ill, skipping classes while climbing out her window to meet boys! I'm very disappointed in her, wondering aloud how she can ever be trusted again, and quite naturally she hasn't a good answer. Once she is spanked for the first time ever, the little liar apologizes over and over, but the only thing that remains believable about Prudence are her tears. Over my knee, I give the little truant a hard, thorough handspanking, as she kicks and squirms in her pyjamas. Prudence's pert little bottom quickly turns red under the unrelenting smacks on both cheeks, getting warmer and warmer as I hit the tops of her thighs, and she is sobbing as she begs me to stop. I am not inclined to make it any easier on Prudence, and this is just a warm-up...