My wife kept her sorority paddle and over the past 30 years takes it down off the wall to dust it off from time to time, to my chagrin. I’m usually bent over the back of our living room couch in my birthday suit for my paddling.
"...a heavy round wooden paddle with a hole in the middle that leaves fearsome red bruises. And then the shaking girls with beaten butts and tearful faces receive another terrible punishment..."
My wife kept her sorority paddle and over the past 30 years takes it down off the wall to dust it off from time to time, to my chagrin. I’m usually bent over the back of our living room couch in my birthday suit for my paddling.