Finally, she turned to me, all smiles and said: “Well, Asher, I think we have an understanding now, don’t you? And now you’ve met my little helpers!”

It is interesting later when Lise is contemplating her future as a Mother herself that she simulates her thoughts by pretending to spank an imaginary child. That may explain why the spanking was added to this ballet, that going from being the spanked to the spankee signifies the transition from being a girl to womanhood that this ballet portrays. Just some of my thoughts.The stall holder sees you looking in the baited section, and turns. By now, you will be engrossed. “I have a lot more of….” My second great desire in this weird and shadowy dimension was to be spanked myself by a stern, no-nonsense older female. This was kindled in me by Aunt Pam, with the help of her friend Doreen, who lived with her. In the ‘special interest box’ discreetly placed in a safe corner are a few various ones, in the middle are half a dozen Janus, and Kane magazines. Bryony, come in here please. Joan wants to see how nice you look, ”my Aunt called out to me. My face had redden at hearing this, but after the spanking I had just had, I felt that I had better do as she asked. Joan and my Aunty were seated together on one of the settees in the room and I went in and stood in front of them. Oh shit! Why today, why does she need a hug? Today of all days when I have let her down.” Thought Karen.

I was actually Jewish, so Pam was not a blood aunt, but an ‘auntie’ – a friend of the family. When I turned 13 – the age of confirmation and ‘manhood’ in both Judaism and Christianity – her attitude towards me became a little less playful and rather more stern. We enter the cafe, “ooops, I forgot to mention to the waitresses that I would not need my red spanking cushion today.”When she went to catch the bus now, it was wiggle of a young woman. Even the man with the bowler hat who sat in the same seat every day started to smile, and greet her with a tipping of the hat. She had no idea that he began to see her differently, she just assumed it was cordial familiarity with a regular person he saw on the bus. That evening, mum sat me down at the kitchen table and I had to write a letter of apology to Shona, to include a full description of the leathering I had received as a ‘reward’ for my misconduct. The task completed to mum’s satisfaction, I was then sent to bed early. I was not looking forward to tomorrow!