I got my most remembered spanking at the end of my first day in second grade. When mommy drove up in the van to pick me up after school, I could tell from her red face that she was upset. Instead of her usual: “Hi Sweetie, how was your day?”, I got a curt: “Get in the van.” When I dawdled, she yelled at me: “Get your little behind in here, right now!”
Suddenly, I was pretty sure that I was in big trouble. I didn’t know why, or what I had done, but my stomach knotted and my bottom began to tingle in anticipation of what I thought might be going to happen when we got home.