“You’re in a lot of trouble young man,” Sister Hooker
said.
“I’ve had to do a lot of disciplining in my time at St.
Mary’s, but never have I had to devise a punishment for someone with such an
extensive collection of pornographic material.”
“Sister Hooker, it’s not mine. I swear.”
“Don’t play innocent boy, the Lord can see through your
lies, so can I. It will just be worse for you in the end.”
“I didn’t do it sister,” the boy cried, tears welling in
his eyes as the sister brought the paddle out.
“Come here and bend over.”
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