"So I gave her a warning swat," said Mrs. Kramer - at
the counter chopping apples - nodding her curly red head
in Lisa Kramer's direction. "A real bun-busting
whallop. Made her yelp."

Lisa and I peeled oranges for the salad. Outside, kids
splashed and yelled in the pool, but we were stuck
peeling fruit.

 "But an hour later," continued Mrs. Kramer, "I had to
give her a good, sound spanking anyways. On the
bare - you know - with that yellow paddle of mine."

"No surprise, Leona," replied Aunt Dot, chopping
walnuts. "Swats are just swats. Every child needs a
good, sound spanking from time to time. Growing pains
for good, sound character."

"I suppose," sighed Mrs. Kramer. "Truly hard spankings
just drain me emotionally."

"Just remember," reassured Aunt Dot, "Lisa always
feels the love, even when her fanny's on fire." 

Both laughed.

Later, in the pool, I noticed bright red handprints on
Lisa's upper legs, disappearing into her tight purple
Speedos.

After the barbeque, I asked Aunt Dot, "Does EVERY kid
need good, sound spankings from time to time?"

When she nodded, I asked, "Me too?"

Aunt Dot's forehead wrinkled. "Your parents decided
not to spank. Some no-spank kids turn out OK. But as a
rule, every child needs spanking from time to time."

"Why?'

She explained.  Emotional release for the child...
Tension reduction for parents... Misbehavior, guilt,
and balancing the scales... The bonding afterwards...

"Could you tell Mom and Dad about this?" I asked,
feeling neglected.

"I did!" laughed Aunt Dot. "Before you were born.
Hot-button topic. Don't want them mad at me again!"

"Well, you're my aunt. Can't you give me a good, sound
spanking from time to time?"

"You're REALLY trying to get me in trouble!" she
laughed, shaking her head. "But run next door and ask
Mrs. Kramer's opinion. She hates to spank but she
knows Lisa needs them."

When I knocked, Mrs. Kramer hung up the phone and
invited me in.

"Ever get a good, sound spanking?"

When I shook my head, she grabbed my arm and said,
"We'll fix that! Your parents won't. Your Aunt Dot
can't. But I sure can."

While Lisa fetched the yellow paddle, Mrs. Kramer
pulled down my pants and told me to think of every bad
thing I'd ever done.

Lisa watched her mom give me a good, sound bare-bottom
spanking.

Everything Aunt Dot told me about spankings is true.
Emotional release... Guilt and balancing the scales...
Bonding...

But Aunt Dot never told how much they hurt!

Mom called the next day. I never mentioned one word
about my spanking. For that reason, I guess, Aunt Dot
started spanking me herself.

So that's how I'm spending summer vacation.

Aunt Dot still sends me to Mrs. Kramer from time to
time. But mostly Aunt Dot just spanks me on the spot.
Between Mrs. Kramer and Aunt Dot, a good, sound
spanking from "time to time" is turning into nearly a
spanking a day!