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Posted in Parenting and Spanking on 2019-11-07 17:01:25

Hi Mr. Rick sir

Last time we spoke I was enjoying my summer and looking towards my Senior year at school. With Halloween behind us and even a Halloween ball I am looking towards Thanksgiving and Christmas. After Christmas we start working towards those all important exams. But with so many other things I want to do things on my plate days are scarcely long enough Sometimes I am up in the early hours sliding out from under that slinky silky sheet and sitting naked on my chair in front of computer. Sitting there is quite liberating and it feels totally different from when you are doing your homework there. School has been busy and they are working us hard but everything else has been busy as well. I just knew I had to write to you to prove I had not fallen under a bus.

Kirstie's Halloween costume was a black and orange witches hat long orange hair long black gown and warts and spiders on her hands and arm. She was scary. (Always is) She wanted to cover me in green slime but I got out of that. It was funny walking to the school all dressed up in fancy dress.

I know Kirsty is good for me in many ways and at many levels. Even my mom and dad think that. They say she makes me behave better and act more like my age. Whatever that means. I think I am good for her too. I know I try to be, to be the very best for her I can be. That matters, and it is not just about what goes on inside my shorts. She keeps me sane, and is the antidote to my best friend Krazy Ollie. He is a dynamite friend but does have some crazy ideas. I like him a lot but it is a different kind of friendship from the way I feel about Kirstie. Ollie and I used to share a little bit of intimate sex play but I think lots of guys do growing up and I think it prepares you better for what happens later. Embarrassing to talk about but no regrets. Ollie is the kind of friend everybody wants. He is good for me, keeps me running and I guess I do the same for him. Good for each other I suppose. Two very good very different friends.

Although school has never been allowed to paddle students in my generation in yours is served a purpose. Our Dads, Ollies and mine know that even today a paddle at home on a boys briefs clad bottom achieves the same purpose. I can remember Ollies Dad telling us to take our shorts off. (you too Jamie) I bet that never happened when you were at school!. Home punishments grow up with us, and Moms spanked us some when we were little. By the time we were 12 or 13 we preferred to have our skivvies down in front of Dad even though he would probably spank us harder. I do not want you to think that the paddle was used that often. By the time we started high school the belt was the hazard to be aware of. A time out on the naughty chair was the usual way of de-escalating a situation but Mom and Dad seem to have appropriate punishments for every situation. No, you do not need to whip a boys bottom to achieve satisfactory results, a change in in attitude, a change in behavior. But like you I can remember those timeouts in my bedroom with my stomach churning waiting for Dad to get home sure of what my fate would be. And sometimes it was and sometimes it was something different. And I will tell you, Mr. Rick. Mom never had to polish the naughty chair. My bottom gave it all the polishing it needed!!

I am both looking forward to and quite scared about going to college next fall. I think what I have been learning at home about looking after myself and what I have learnt at work about taking responsibility for myself will help me a lot. I know that even in a dorm there will be household chores that somebody has to do and that somebody is me. I have been learning to keep my room tidy and operate the laundry. I already know how to shower and wash my hair. I do that at least once a day .and so I will carry on doing that. I do not think I could live on pizza and Coke so I guess there will be some dishes to wash but I have been doing that for years. Keep clean good personal hygiene and teeth brushed. Clean shirt and shorts each day as now and even if I wear distressed jeans I will show more respect than that to my professors, and dress up smart and sharp on my dates. I think know why these principles come naturally to me. Something to do with the way I was raised and partly to impress I suppose it is mainly to impress Kirstie and show I am young man with values and standards and worth her taking the time over. I hope principles and manners will stay with me as I grow and mature. That is what Kirstie expects from me and so what I hope for myself. I hope those lessons and traits my parents have spent years trying to teach me will be enough to see me through. I am not that bratty snot nosed kid any more and I hope my increasing maturity will begin to show that.

Many high achievers believe that anyone can do anything they want to if they work diligently. Unfortunately that is not the case. However hard you work if you do not have the ability you not realize your dreams. I know that a lot more goes into a college application than just your academic record and charitable or volunteer work go down well as dors taking on responsibility as I do on the school council and having had a job earning proper wages also helps. I am not telling you where I am applying but somewhere that is not too near home nor too far. I do not want to go more than 250 miles or less but that still gives me plenty of choices.

You know me. I work hard and if I hitch my dreams to the stars who knows how far I can go? I hope that by the time I am your age I will have memories like yours to look back on. I guess it is up to me to grab opportunities that come my way as iI grow older. I think growing older will open more doors and give me a chance to find something I really want to do which will make a difference. Perhaps I should be President!

I hope I have enough common Sense and self-discipline not to do things that get me into trouble, get me punished but I am still 17. It would be embarrassing to have to tell Kirstie or Ollie or anyone that I was grounded or worse still spanked. But if I pressed all the right buttons I guess it could happen. No no I am not going to do anything stupid with the car. Having it on occasions is a treat that I do not want to lose. Mom and Dad accept that I am a licensed driver but that does not them from saying I am a menace on the road. I guess they are just worried for me.. So keep my nose clean, keep out of trouble and things will stay good.

I hope it never happens again but I remember how much that leather belt hurt my bottom so I am not anxious to provoke Dad a stage where he thinks the right solution is have my shorts down for a bare bottom whipping. I will do what it takes to avoid that. Even be good!

Any time with Kirsty is good time. Things happen that you cannot imagine both inside and out and she makes me feel, feel different, special and I know I am. Add she is too. In those special times we do not need to do anything or say anything. Just being there is enough. Perhaps that is the time when we are closest. Forget about the physical. For us this where it is really happens

Thank you for your good wishes i hope things are going well for you

That is all for now and in any case I need to get ready for school..

All the best

Jamie

Posted in Parenting and Spanking on 2019-08-09 21:01:10

Hi Rick

I am somewhat embarrassed that it is over 5 weeks since I wrote to you. The whole of July just sped by. In some States it is almost time to start back at school. School is a long way from my thoughts though now I reflect on what happened last year and what will happen when we return. Of course by then I will be a Senior with the added responsibilities that that brings. I am encouraged that you can see the way I have changed and matured in the time we have been talking together. I think now I am starting a new chapter in my life where these changes will move even faster. At 17 there is so much to do so much to learn and so little time to do it. I hope my youth energy and maturity will see me through, Oh, and of course that delicious girlfriend will do her part too. I think I could be seriously derailed without her.

I sometimes think that the single most important thing I learnt at school last year was to be a little bit more demanding of myself, and never to be satisfied with anything less than my best. Dad thinks that is a good attitude to take forward. School stretches us but I know that beyond school I will have to stretch myself. That is when the maturity will need to show through. Through university and beyond.

On the first day of the summer vacation 10 weeks off seems like eternity. Of course the first day of vacation was also the first day of my summer job. I am back at the burger shack where I worked last summer but I have moved on from clearing tables to serving at counter. Money is not great but it is still money. The beach is just outside and it is sometimes hard to believe how little some of the girls are wearing! Krazy Ollie has crazy ideas, sometimes a little bit wild butt mostly a lot of fun. He and I are still good friends and enjoy doing things together or just being together. Kirstie is something else haha. Ollie can take me for a ride but she can take me to oblivion.. I think you need both kinds of friends to keep a balance, stay level headed and keep out of trouble. When you are 17 there is still plenty of that around. The trick is not to find it, and if you do find it walk away from it .That is what Kirstie does for me. Makes me feel more grown up. And heck Rick I am getting there,

I had plenty of shorts down spankings and trips to the naughty chair or up to my room but it was never that many and I think the time for that kind of correction is now over. I hope the young adult I now am would not behave in a why that earned me those. You know I have always respected my dad even when I disagreed with him. I learned to respect other people too not just parents. Growing up I was normally and naturally mischievous and sometimes quite naughty. If caught there was always a price to pay. Anything from a session on the naughty chair to a shorts down spanking if it was serious. We were not and are not paddled at school but that does not we were not, are not are not punished in other ways that prove just as efficient with us. I do not think any of us guys would have benefited or behaved differently if we had been school paddled, I agree discipline should begin at and be dealt with at home. I was very lucky to be able to attend a private school and Mom and dad made many sacrifices to allow me to attend, to pay the fees. If I was not going to make the best use of the resources and take advantage of the opportunities they could send me to another school. But in the state where we live they have not been allowed to paddle kids in public or private schools since before I was born

I have more than a shred of self-respect and I cannot see myself wanting to descend into a quagmire of half empty coke cans and used pizza boxes. Yes, home chores but I guess there will be even more chores to do, even if I live in a dorm. I know it will be up to me to keep myself clean and healthy and that will require a lot of self-discipline. There is no one there to tell me to wash behind my ears or to clean my teeth or to vacuum my room. And no one there to whip my butt if I do not. It is some way off yet, I hope get a roommate who thinks the same way I do. A junior? Or someone I can learn alongside as we pick up things together?

I think it will be quite an adventure living from home with other people my own age. But I know it will be hard work to. So many things to find out about. I have got a year at home and at school to learn how to cope on my own when the only one to discipline me will be me.

I read your message about dealing with being nude in a college room, when one of you or both of you are naked and I feel a lot more confident. You are right. It is no different from me and Ollie seeing each other and even now I do not have a problem with that. We do not set it out that way but if it happens it happens. And even before I started High School showers after games sport or PE were mandatory so seeing other boys naked should be no big deal. I am sure this will be no different. Dad says I will need to work out a code with my roommate for the times I am in there and do not want to be disturbed. But he says I will probably not be allowed to take a girl up to my room anyway. It probably depends on the dorm,

I can remember Mom pulling down my shorts and putting the hairbrush across my bottom but she was far more likely to just tell Dad if I needed that kind of punishment. She was under no more illusion than I was as to what would happen if she did so I suppose she approved. But in a way it was easier for me to take paddle or belt from Dad than from her especially once I go to be a teenager.

The lucky guys are the ones who drop into a career they are good at and enjoy doing. It is funny the way people often end up doing something far different from their childhood dreams. I have two classmates who both tell me they will be the first Jewish president of the USA. I wonder what I will end up doing. I may be a very different person by the time I graduate university. If I do. In some places a degree hooks you into a career path, or if you want to follow a particularly career you need the right degree. But here a degree opens all kinds of doors to you. Our bank manager studied metallurgy! I would love to take the family car out and show off to my friends at 100 miles an hour. But I will not do that. Not now. Probably not ever. I would rather get to my destination than end up in hospital or in court. I do like driving. I do like it when I am able to give girls a lift. They seem to go for boys who have wheels! But I also like to be safe. Maybe once I get more experience...

Anyway, I do not think my dad would whip me but I know he has plenty of other options. It is embarrassing having to tell your friends you are grounded especially when they are relying on you. It is doubly embarrassing because they always want to know why you were grounded and it is usually for something you feel embarrassed enough about already. And if you are grounded it matters not whether you still have your car keys because all permissions are withdrawn. The only thing is that if you had to tell them you was whipped that would be even more embarrassing.

I hope you have a good weekend. Kirstie has told me to expect something special when I finish work on Saturday, I am quite excited about that. I do not know what she has got in mind but I am sure it will be even more exciting than thinking about it. She knows what I like and she knows how to get it.

Bye for now

Jamie

Posted in Parenting and Spanking on 2019-06-16 12:00:21

Hello Mr. rick, sir

It is always good to talk to you.

Thank you for your congratulations. But 17th birthday is not really down to me but when Mom and Dad had that urge all those years ago! But being 17 means all sorts of changes and coping with those is down to me.

A school should stretch your ability push you hard and motivate you to work hard. If it does not it fails you and prevents you from fulfilling your potential.

You say I am not a kid but I feel like I am treated like one sometimes. I do try to act a bit more grown up now. Now I am looking ahead beyond High School to what comes next. University? I hope so. This summer we have to start thinking about where to go. We do not want to miss the deadline next term.

I do enjoy school, make no mistake. But that does not mean I am not counting off the days until term ends. Even though I will be working again at the same place. I know it is important to make time for my friends, make time to have fun, better social life. Ollie will keep me a little bit wild and Kirstie will keep me sane. She might even keep me good!

I want to have fun and party but I recognize the one day this world will be ours. And it will be down to the fat one in the corner, the girl who stutters and the boy who cannot stop talking as much to anyone else to take things forward and make that future we all want. It is for all of us, rich and poor, black and white smart sexy and good looking. We are all in there somewhere, and we have got to make it together. . Things do change but I do not doubt that your generation set out with good intentions and did your best. Somebody once said to me that sometimes doing your best Is not always enough, but I do not think anyone can really expect you to do more. Maybe your best and what you think is your best are not the same thing

Growing up I understand my dad better and why he is the way he is. He expects me to have a point of view and to be able to back it up especially if it is different from his. But sometimes things get heated out of hand and I can end up on the naughty chair in the hall, up in my room or even taking my pants down. But as with everything else it was done for me rather than to me whether it was a stern talking to for a boyish prank or something a bit more painful when it is more serious than that. Values and attitudes change and what was acceptable to you may not be acceptable to us, and what is acceptable to us might not be acceptable to you. However we have live in a society and with the people around us. What you did might have been the best of all possible options when you did it, even though history will condemn it. Maybe being stretched at school will give me the confidence and skills to make a difference when I am older. I know and knew I was a naughty boy growing up and I paid the price. But I got away with more than I was ever punished for. I doubt I was any naughtier than my friends. We were very much a gang and did stuff together. Just boys like my Dad my grandfather and like you too. As you said times have changed but boys have not. Now I do not know if I would have benefited from being spanked as school but had it been allowed I am sure I would have been. But in our home it did not matter because dad was quite prepared to paddle or belt a naughty boys bottom when required. Discipline notes taken a home for your parents to read and sign usually led to a spanking at home or a threat to be sent to public school. Sure as shooting I did not want that

Going to college and moving out still seem a long way in the future. But it is not too early to get excited about the idea and learning some home skills. We started on those at the end of last year, about the same time as we started to car maintenance and I think I am making good progress not just with the cooking but with laundry tidying up, putting pizza boxes and Coke cans in the trash taking the trash out, making beds. I wonder how much of that I will carry on doing!

It will be a big adventure for me, something completely different from what I am used to! Being my own, making my own rules. I hope I get a good roommate who can show me the ropes like you did. Let me ask you this, sir. Did you ever have any embarrassment or difficulty in sharing a room with another boy like at times when you were both naked? Or sleeping nude? Or anything like that. I would hope that by the time I go to college all that silliness will be out of my system. You know, grown up. And maybe I will appreciate my parents and moms home cooking more than I do now. And by then hope well be more than family. Adult, friends, and me no longer dreading the call JAMES!

Although mom could pack a punch on a boys bottom and did when we were little kids increasingly she left it to Dad as we grew older. He would be firm but fair, consistent and if he said he was going to do something he did it. So like yours he did not make threats he would not carry through. But until it got to that stage there were usually warning signs we could pick up on. Of course some things were naughty enough to get you spanked right off. I am not sure about it is ever deserved until you are caught. I can think of plenty of days plenty of times when I could have been spanked probably should have been but was not because I was not found out. Yes, dads are good at telling you how grandpa would have punished them if they had behaved like you do.

I think a lot of kids think of running away and even those who actually make a start are usually back in bed before anyone realizes they have gone. After my adventure I was fully expecting a spanking so you can imagine my relief when Dad said he would probably regret it but would not this time. And he extracted a promise from me that there would not be a next time. Your experience of parents being happy to see you home but getting serious later mirrors mine very closely. My dad said the naughtiest part was worrying mom so I tried to make it up to her. Did you spend your whole career in corrections? I do not think many boys have that on their bucket list of jobs to do.

I think that a dad is probably the best person to teach you to drive provided you do not have stress issues between you. I had some paid for lessons as well of course but driving mom and dad around gave me the practice I needed. Car maintenance is not part of the driving test so it is good that Dad is taking the time to help me with that too.

Driving has started out well and I hope I remain a confident safe driver. I have heard of other boys who lose all sense once they have car keys. I hope I am not like that. Losing car keys as a punishment may be hard for a boy of 16/or 17. May be hard to admit to friends too what happened and why. Imagine how much harder it would be having to tell them you was spanked!!! Of course I do not have my own car and am unlikely to be getting one anytime soon. Sometimes Dad lets me take their car out on a date but if I am grounded having no car keys does not make much difference

I hope your kids get in touch this Fathers Day.

Things change and ideas differ. But mutual respect should always be on the agenda.

Goodbye for now sir and let's talk again soon.

Jamie

Posted in Parenting and Spanking on 2019-05-01 17:39:01

Hi Mr Rick, sir

Turn turn turn turn turn turn. There is a time to every purpose under heaven and that includes the time to write. It has been a long time and things have happened. Good things, and less good things. It is busy being 16 and I am finding it no less busy being 17. Thanks, there are even more things to think about, and things to do. School is stretching us but that is the reason I was sent to that school rather than public school. Social life is busy with Kirstie on the one side and Ollie and my buddies on the other side. Then there is everything else. I am not complaining. I would not change it. But heck, it is not always easy to fit all the pieces into a jigsaw. So I will not fret. I will just try to enjoy the day. And when you are 17 the only limit is your imagination. Oh, there may be some laws and rules as well but, you know.

A time to every purpose under heaven. The time to hold on and a time to share. I always like to tell you what I thinking, and reading your comments even if I do not always agree with them. You are probably the generation of my grandfather and different generations have different mores morals and values. Ours are no worse than yours probably no better either, but they work for us.

You might think that a boy is naughty as I was would benefit from some therapy on his bottom at school and that a few school paddlings would have done me some good. But yours is a different era a different time and it was not going to happen. And naughty as I was i was no naughtier than my friends, and probably not that much naughtier than you. I would think when you were growing up there were fewer rules but the penalty for breaking them were more severe. So that is where I am coming from.

It is good to look to the future, and I think life after school will be very different. And I think it will be exciting living away, away from the restrictions and stresses of living at home. I have not set my heart on a career yet but I think it unlikely the NY Yankees will want me on their line up or that my name will head up a Broadway show. It is more likely to be something like history or politics or economics. And where to go? Anywhere that means I cannot live at home. Or allow too many visits!. Ha! My parents are very understanding about my privacy, but secretly I think they are worried I will be homesick. Or they will be (James-it is).Anyway that is something for the future. For now it is school work at school and living in your own lessons at home. I even cooked dinner for them yesterday, and they ate it. Not that I will be lining alone. I hear most college dudes share, but I hardly think it will be .like sharing with Ollie.

Maybe I will be dad one day. I sure hope so. And maybe I will look back and see in my son everything I did repeating itself as he finds his way as I found mine. A stern voice and perhaps a quiet chuckle to myself after he has gone up to bed. He probably will not often need any more than that. But being a Dad is not enough. You have to DO being dad walk the walk and make tough decisions. And it is probably part of dad duty to .maintain discipline, even though it will sometimes require me to punish her or him. People say that will break my heart. Now, well not NOW, but I could see the hurt in Dads eyes when I had disobeyed him again when you are tuning to up to your bed room. Did you dad ever tell you he probably ought to tan/spank you but that he was not going to? That is what happened when I tried to run away with £2.29 in my pocket. I have never had any trouble spanking Ollies bottom but I do not think it would easy or fun to take a boy. , your sons pants down and whip his hide. Would I do it? Could I do it? There are plenty of options. And when you wonder where he got THAT look in the mirror!

You have told me several times about incidents in your career. It seems to me you were trying to do with words things your dad would have thought needed action. But sometimes I think what boys most need is a listening ear, a listening Dad. I think that is good enough avoid all kinds of problems. Can you tell me what age of young men you were working with?

I think different dads have different ways of dealing with their kids. I am getting more and more confident with the driving as Dad continues to teach me and I gain more experience. We are still learning about maintenance and dad would not let me take the car out on my own until I had changed a tire in the drive on my own.. He took me out onto the highway so we could go a little bit faster but I am not going to be a boy racer just to try and impress my friends. I would rather be late to a party with them then be stopped by police stood up before a judge or be strung up in hospital

Being 17 does not mean you cannot do stupid things and still get into trouble. Nor does mean that you cannot be punished. You probably will not get whipped but my dad has plenty of other ways and on that occasion it was to have my car keys lifted. I thought had grown out of that stage of being a mouthy teenager with attitude. Dad thought otherwise and with what I said it was lucky he did not do more. I felt terrible knowing the way I had hurt him but I also felt terribly embarrassed having to tell Kirstie that I was grounded. And why. I am not the first or only boy who has ever been punished that way, I will not be the last. Losing your car keys and your wheels is a fearsome punishment and one many boys are familiar with. It got my attention pretty darn quick f To tell you the truth I thought that exactly what my dad was going to say but it is a long time since he has put leather across my bottom. It used not to worry me but now I think it would be mega humiliating to have that happen. It may be over quicker but it would be hard to me to say I would prefer it.

My dad did what he needed to do but if you are grounded it does not make much difference if you have a driver's license and car keys or not. I had forgotten how boring it can be if you were grounded but I remembered some of the old tricks I had used when it was a more common occurrence.

It has taken me a whole week to write this message with a little bit here and a little bit there a few minutes now and few minutes then. But it is done now and I hope there is something in there of interest to you,

I hope to hear from you when you have the time and inclination

Best Regards

Jamie

Posted in Parenting and Spanking on 2019-03-10 14:26:15

Hi Mr. Rick, sir,

Yes it has been a long time. I am glad you still want to talk with me. Things have been busy but not that busy. I sent a long message to JBs discussion forum and much of it is to you as much as to him and I will not repeat it here.

I am making good progress at school but they are making us work really hard. Now I do not mind hard work and I take pride in doing my best and being the best. That is what motivates me, at least one of the things that motivate me. I am thinking about University and wondering which ones to apply to.

It comes as quite a shock to find out that your dad knows everything. Maybe not everything but everything you are likely to do or say or try. Probably because he did exactly the same. And somehow he knows which things can be dealt with by talking, which things need a look or stern words and which ones you need punishment for. And whatever you say, whoever you are if you are going to be a parent sometimes you're going to have to punish your kids.

I have said it many times how lucky I am to have a dad as wise and caring as mine. Even when he punishes me it is only because he cares. It does not always feel like that when he is laying leather on my bottom but I know there is lots of love there and that he did not enjoy it any more than I do. Lucky to have that kind of role model to guide me through my growing years and teach me how to be that man I want to be, and that husband and dad I hope I will one day be. I could not have a better teacher.

My parents know that I am going through a transition stage, with all kinds of changes in me and around me. I do not know what attitude is but dad says I have it and I have been upstairs more than once to be punished for it. Being a teenager does not give you an excuse to get mouthy- quite the reverse. By then you should have learned to control that mouth. And being a teenager does not mean manners are no longer important. Structures and routines may seem restrictive but they do provide stability and safety. It is funny how your attitude changes as you go through teen years. I know I am the same person I was when I was 10 but I sure have some different outlooks and perspectives and I think teenage attitude is now part of my past.

There are times a boy deserves a speaking which he may or may not get. Sometimes he needs that spanking. It needs to happen. Most boys benefit from the occasional spanking and from knowing that another one is waiting them if they transgress it again. We did not feel that there was anything unfair or unreasonable in spanking and I cannot think of an occasion when it was anything other than just what we deserved. We know naughty boys get punished but it was so much fun being naughty that that did not deter us. Later we wised up and found we could have more fun being good. That was something we were very pleased to find out about. All boys find it out sooner or later. It is a part of growing up. I think we all know that experience of gingerly tugging our shorts up over a freshly spanked and tender bottom.

Sometimes you cry because your bottom is hurting, you cry because you are feeling sorry for yourself. Sometimes you cry because that you are sorry in yourself- sorry for what you have done and sorry for those you have hurt. (Dad) There is nothing wrong with crying and it may even help wash away some of your guilt feelings (if you have any) and release the pressure you feel inside. You sort of know it is ok if it is just you and Dad. That did not stop me from struggling not to cry. With Ollie it was different because he knew everything about me. But I would never cry if there were other guys there. It is just something you do not do.

Although tears were not a necessary part of the punishment dad, Ollies dad and mine could and did sometimes bring us to tears especially when we were younger boys. Ollie and I had cried in front of each other since we were small. And because of the way things were between us we were not ashamed to cry in front of each other even when we were younger teenagers. But as I said we would never cry in front of our other friends. Even if you cried at home you were not going to admit it to anyone at school. Now THAT would be humiliating. . Somehow we are always curious to see the spank marks on the bottom of a classmate. There is not much he could do about it. Even if he is not pantsed we will see him in the locker room and showers. Ollie and I always check each other out if either one of us or both of us are spanked. We are not shy with each other even when naked. With other guys we might keep quiet but they usually find out if you have been whipped and for why. I think more boys are spanked or whipped than own up to it. Of course now we are that bit older whipping is something we do not have to worry about but they said if my dad told me to drop my pants and bend over I do not think I would have a lot of choice even at my age. I had my share of turning up at school with marks on my bottom and having to live down the jeers of my classmates when they saw them.

Sometimes I was spanked with my pants and shorts hovering around my ankles. But even on those occasions I was allowed to keep my briefs I might just as well have been naked because they offer little solace. I sometimes resented my dad spanking me as he was doing it but when I stopped to think about it I knew he always had what you would you call a damn good reason for doing so. I have had plenty of spanking to choose from but I am sure the worse with the time dad beat the hell out of me for smoking marijuana. I was scared he was going to wear me out and he made sure I would never go that way again. I have talked about that with you about that before. I do not like to talk about it anymore, so please do not press me on that one. But I know what is the one I will never forget.

I am still enjoying driving and with every journey my confidence and my driving skills improve. I glowed with pride the first time I picked up Kirstie but I am not sure that it was a very comfortable ride. Dad is teaching me some road skills that you do not find out about when you are learning to drive, and also some workshop skills so I can help to maintain the car, carry out the checks and make sure it is in safe working order.

You can find out more about my life as a junior and on the school council in my post to JB. But it is now time to get ready for church. I have to pick up Kirstie and I have not got the car today. I was lucky dad did not take my keys off me after the lecture to end all lectures and confinement in my room. I do try to behave butt one part of me is still that mischievous boy I have always been and one part of me I suppose is still downright naughty!

A long gap since my last post and so now a long letter.

Take care and have a great week. Please post when you have the time.

All the best

Jamie