We discussed, “Argued” the matter for a time as he explained what I already knew, that this private school my parents had enrolled me in, had been given the sole power to discipline any of the students, including me, and in anyway they saw fit! And as such felt I could wear what ever I dam well pleased and that he or the school had no right to tell me any different as to what kind of clothes or make up I could, or could not wear! He continued to hold me up tight raising my bare crimson young bottom up high as if he were going to give me another, asking me if I am going to follow the rules! This had left me slightly trembling with even more aroused anticipation from all that had happened, still on the edge, and the worried thought of was next?
