"Liftyour skirt." I would comply. "Your stockings are crooked," she would announce, or, "yourpanties are soiled," or, "your wig isn't straight." Whate...er myinfraction, the punishment was the same. I would be pushed downand forced to kneel at the base of the couch with my torso flatagainst the hard cushions. She would then raise my skirt, jerkdown my panties and administer fifteen hard blows to my exposedbackside. If I cried out, made any sound at all, she would spankme another dozen times. "You. I have a lifelong love affair with Mr. Penis, hon'. Mr. Penis and I found out we get along real good. Sometimes I have a little trouble with his owner, but I never had a quarrel with Mr. Penis himself."Laura laughed throatily. The wine was warming them both, loosening their inhibitions. "I have been known to enjoy his company myself," she said."Really? You mean you, what do they call it, swing both ways?" I don't know what they call it. I have a few boyfriends, that's all." But you prefer Miss. I didn’t know what they had talked about until later when Honey and I had ridden all the way to the back of Granddad’s place and we were lying on a hillside, looking up at the clouds...“I’m not gonna lie Honey, I’m scared and I’m not real sure about this.” I told her as we were about to mount her horse.“You’ll be alright, trust me, Billy. I’ll sit in front and you can sit behind me. When you get comfortable with riding, I’ll let you sit in front and hold the reins.”“Well, if you’re sure ... but. I think the leadership is now looking over their shoulders, figuratively. They fear the federal education folks will make them give equal time to Christianity and moral values now with some of the political changes nationally.”“Lois, I guess most parents who complain don’t want Christian values?”“True. It’s funny in an ironic way. They don’t want those values taught or promoted but, without any basis, what is the reason for the moral direction that they seem to expect or for any other for that.