Peter was staying with Miss Hardcastle for the school holidays. He got a temporary home, she got her chores done. Holidays or not, the level of discipline was undiminished. Tasked with washing the pots and sweeping the kitchen floor he preferred helping himself to a glass of pop and reading a magazine. Until she caught the idle boy and smacked his hands with the wooden spoon. When she realised the pots weren’t done she bent him over the sink for a dose of the hairbrush, then, unsurprisingly, down came his school shorts. She went to fetch implements then lowered his underpants and spanked him before laying into him with a heavy plimsoll which made him go “OW” with each swat then she tanned him with her leather paddle. The telephone saved his ass though she spanked him loudly for the benefit of the caller.