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>>Growing up here in the South, I found myself on more >>than one occasion being taken to the ladies room for a >>spanking when I had misbehaved in public to get my >>bare little butt spanked. I've talked about a couple >>of those occasions in here. >> >>This isn't one of them. This was one I recently >>witnessed, and wanted to share it. I know it might be >>off topic for this forum, but I'm asking for folks to >>bear with me on this occasion. This is kinda special >>to me. Read on and you'll see why. >> >>I was out shopping a couple of weeks ago, picking up >>some of the stuff my kids need for school and was at >>the nearest Walmart (fun fun). While I was shopping I >>had to stop and pee, so I went to the Ladies Room. >>While I was taking care of my business I heard a >>commotion and when I came out of the stall, I saw a >>young woman who looked to be in her early twenties, >>standing by the sinks with her little girl. She had >>pulled her pants and panties down and was spanking her >>bare little bottom by hand as she scolded her. I >>wasn't going to say anything, I minded my own >>business, just walked over to the sink to wash my >>hands and leave, but the woman saw me and was >>startled. She stopped spanking her little girl and >>quickly pulled her panties back up. She seemed pretty >>shaken and stammered, "I'm sorry, I didn't know >>anybody was in here I uh... I smiled and said, "It's >>ok Sweetie. She was looking really shaken, and looked >>like she could use a hug, so I hugged her. Then I >>said, "I guess someone's being a little naughty today >>huh?" She gave me a nervous smile and said, "You can >>say that again." I told her, "Don't worry honey, it's >>gonna happen. It's all good." She looked like she >>really could use someone to talk to and this Walmart >>is one of the few that still has one of the McDonald's >>Cafe's in it, so I offered to treat her and her little >>girl to a drink. At first, she tried to decline, but I >>insisted. So, She accepted and we went to the cafe' I >>ordered coffees for us and a milkshake for her >>daughter. While we were sitting there talking, I found >>out her name is Kayla and she's nearly twenty-four, >>her little girl's name is Jasmine and she is five. >>Also her husband, who's name happens to be Mark (same >>as my husband), is military and is stationed in the >>Middle East so she's having to raise their daughter by >>herself. To make things worse, she had gotten pregnant >>at eighteen and even though, she and Mark got married, >>her family disapproved because he's black (yeah racism >>is still a thing here in the South). So she has no >>family support at all and with him overseas, things >>get pretty overwhelming for her. We chatted for the >>longest time and I treated them to lunch. I chatted >>with her little girl too and was honestly falling in >>love with her. She has beautiful thick curly blonde >>hair, the prettiest light blue eyes, I've ever seen >>and a beautiful "coffee and cream" complexion. She is >>an absolute doll. Before we finished I put my arms >>around Kayla and told her, "You may not've had any >>family here before, but as far as I'm concerned, you >>do now. She thanked me and hugged me tight. Then we >>exchanged phone numbers. I told her, "Baby, if you >>need anything, whether it's to talk or if you need >>sitter when you need to take care of things, or if >>you just need to have a little time to yourself, just >>give me a call anytime honey, please. She started to >>tear up and hugged and thanked me. When we got up to >>leave, I picked up Jazzy (the little girl's nickname) >>gave her a big hug, kissed her cheek and said, "You be >>a good girl for your Momma, ok Baby Girl." She wrapped >>her arms around my neck, kissed my cheek and said, "Ok >>Auntie Sonya". When she said that, My heart absolutely >>melted. >> >>While the kids were in school last week, Kayla and I >>went out for lunch a couple of times and hung out for >>a while. She's calling me Auntie Sonya now too and I'm >>perfectly fine with that. We had a cookout after >>church last Sunday and invited them to join us. We all >>had a good time. Momma and Daddy came over to join us >>and they loved Kayla and Jazzy too. >> >>Kayla doesn't get the chance to talk to her Mark very >>often since he's on deployment, but she told him about >>us and he seems grateful that now she has someone >>looking out for her and the baby and is looking >>forward to meeting us. We're looking forward to >>meeting him too. >> >>Thank y'all for letting me share. >I grew up on a farm in Iowa in the 1950s most >spankings we are done in home and a hairbrush spanking >from mom in our bedrooms or if we needed the strap in >the barn by dad . My two younger sisters and I would >get a few swats in public with the real spanking at >home . I rarely see any public spankings even in >restrooms today this is still rural America

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