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>Yeah that thing could seriously do some damage. The >marks that it left behind went away within a day or >two. But the pain was what you'd really remember. A >paddling wasn't even comparable to it. The pain was so >intense that some boys lost control and peed a little >on the floor. > >We had this one boy in my dorm. His name was Vaneli. >Of all the boys in our room he was our worst roommate! > >(Well, not really! Some of those boys were obnoxious >or just plain gross. One boy had a habit of peeing in >the sink while brushing his teeth. Another boy was an >unusually vicious bully. Vaneli simply got on my >nerves on a personal level.) > >Over the seven years that I was there, people always >thought he and I were best friends. Partly because of >how he followed me around a lot. > >He would get into my clothes and wear my stuff. We >weren't even the same size. My stuff was too big for >him. Mostly it was school uniforms. But he got into my >underpants too. (Groan) > >He was worse about bedtime. He thought that school was >one big sleep over, so he would NOT shut up at night. >That annoyed the others as much as me. > >Thankfully our dorm mother did not try to blame all of >us for that nonsense. She was one of the better ones. >She always seemed to know what was going on in her >dorm. > >(That said our rooms did have baby monitors in them. >How she managed 4 monitors at the same time is still >beyond me. But she did.) > >She warned him multiple times that if he kept running >his mouth until the early morning hours, that she was >going to send him to the Dean. > >Well... She made good on her that threat. > >Then, on the day of the third time he was sent up >there, Buchanan caught up with me before lunch and >cheerfully, and told me that Vaneli "wouldn't be >keeping the rest of us up at night again." > >My reply: "Did they send him home? If that's all it >takes, I'll keep everyone up at night!" > >"Nope! He got the stick!" It was early enough in my >time at that school, that I only just bearly knew what >Buchanan meant. But I had heard rumors. > >"He's crying into his pillow in the room, right now!" >Buchanan added! And he sounded excited about it. > >This is harsh, I know, but we were all REALLY annoyed >at him by that point. And I was annoyed with him on a >more personal level for the clothes thing! > >I did make my way back up to the dorms to see what was >going on. And that was the first time I saw one of the >boys, (though it would NOT be the last time) with >their heads under their pillow, face down, and with >their bare rear facing up into the room! > >It hurt so bad that you didn't want to be wearing your >shorts afterwards. So often we would just go back to >our beds and lay face down with our pants down. >Sometimes, for hours. > >Vaneli's rear was more battered than I had ever seen a >rear battered before. > >And true enough, Vaneli did NOT play around after >lights-out again. Not after that. We were all so very >happy about that, and I'm a little ashamed to admit it >that I was even happy about that! > >Though my other problem, with him wearing my clothes, >that still persisted for a while.

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