’ ‘I can stop now and call your parents, or you can receive these six and that will be the end of your spanking until next week,’ Mr. Green said... ‘Give me the six. But don’t call my parents,’ I said. ‘Good, I want you to count these out loud, and say, ‘Thank you, Mr. Green’ after each one. If you don’t, the stroke will be repeated,’ he said. Then I felt him tap my cheeks with the crop, and WACK. It hurt even worst than the paddle with the holes in it. I screamed out ‘Ouch’, and tried to free. Like drug dealers and prostitutes.I had not known drug dealers (or drugs, for that matter) even existed, and the idea of women getting paid to fornicate just blew my mind. I learned a lot over the next week, as I found out what life outside the walls of a convent is like. At least life in a city like [redacted].I had to learn to call Sister Olivia Tiffany, and not ever call her Sister. That was because the police might be looking for a nun and a boy. We couldn’t do anything about me being a. More

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