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. Poor Prudence fetches me a plimsoll, and goes right back over my knee. Wriggling and writhing, the little truant cries as I warm her bottom, reaching down to spank the backs of her thighs with my bare hand. Her long legs kick as she tries to slide off of my lap, but I hold her even tighter, spanking her until her cheeks are bright red and bruised.
