By Lee Todd Lacks
She’s sniffling and rubbing her rear end and he’s overcome with guilt and shame she was urging him not to give up hope as she freely took the blame the refrain that all the neighbors have heard a hundred times before the fervent cries of anguish they continue to ignore you can see the ladies wincing with their ears against the wall ashamed by their arousal as they listen to it all until the day their husbands choose to follow their neighbor's lead and give their blushing brides the thorough whippings that they need and so, the raging sickness spreads to all the patriarchal heads of every household in the row the procedure all the women know “You'd better take your panties down before you lift your skirt! the longer he has to wait for you, the more it’s gonna hurt!” and for as much she whines and wails her entreaties are to no avail hoping this might be the day he decides to put the strap away the day he falls down to his knees and begs her to forgive him please for having whipped her with a belt anointing each and every welt with the ointment that his momma used when his papa left her bottom bruised.
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