No glass, just straight down the throat. "Not bad and now I can't go anywhere. Not even you would make me drink and drive...and I am not going to disa...pear around the farm either. I am staying here."With that, her anger surfaced, which, to say the least, was unusual. "Just fuck off upstairs. Take that bottle with you and don't come down until I tell you that you can do so. Don't you dare let me down or this will be the last time you see me. The girls will be here in a minute, so just piss. A discipline session made be held over a number of weeks,whereby the penitent has to return to the convent on a given date or time to receive their punishment. I have sentenced people,both male and female to receive corporal punishment once a week for a month or indeed longer. Depending on the severity of what the penitent has done sometimes punishment will be administered on the bare back,bottom or thighs of the penitent.(I listened intently to what Mother Superior was saying but I was more. Their personalities were so very close that it seemed more like they were best friends rather than mother and daughter. But there were some things that her mom just wouldn't talk about. The details about her marriage during the time her dad was in the Navy were one of them. When Mandy would try to push the subject, her mother would always become very upset.Eric got to come home on R&R right the day after Randy was born. For a brief moment it was like we were a real family, Mandy thought, but it. ”I slapped him playfully on the arm, “Right! In your dreams.” And that’s when I noticed the tent in his swimming trunks. “Trey!” I half shouted as I punched him in the arm for real this time.“What?” He asked as he rubbed his arm where I hit him.I rolled my eyes, “Oh nothing” I deadpanned, “Just that you’ve got a boner, probably from remembering all the times you watched us skinny dipping at the pool.”He chuckled, “Do you really expect me to hide it? After all, you’ve only seen it a few hundred.