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fantasy story of Ayako Yamanaka :
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n the barn again, and after
blistering
each child's bottom soundly with the paddle, I gave them each a sizzling
round with the strap. Then it was a dozen strokes each with the hickory
rod, followed by twenty hard wallops with a large wooden paddle that I
swung with two hands as each child bent across the horse. Then I gave
them another dozen cuts of the hickory stick and we called it a night. I
did not warn them of future punishments as I was running out of ideas to
make the punishments more rigorous, but from the grim looks on their
faces I could see they all expected to be bending over for more strokes
the next night.
The next day was Thursday, the day we do our shopping. My wife and I
went in to town and I stopped at the bank and took out some cash. I gave
twenty to Sally and told Ayako's to take it easy on the groceries, as money
was tight.
"Oh, well I've got that other twenty," Ayako Yamanaka said casually. "You can
keep
this one if you need it."
"Where'd you get a twenty?" I asked, puzzled.
"It was left over from last week's shopping, remember?"
I shook my head. "No, that was the twenty I took for th
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