Chloe thought she was too old to need 'looking after' while Mum was away for a week on business, especially by fat old Uncle George whose piggy eyes were always on her and whose podgy hands always took the opportunity to pat her bum as they passed each other on the landing. "She's becoming a right little madam", Mum had complained as she left. "Don't you worry about that" Uncle George had reassured her, "I raised three girls and I know how to take them down a peg or two". The next morning Uncle George barged into Chloe's bedroom without knocking: "I thought I told you to be up and dressed by eight o'clock. Look how messy your bed is. Put your pillows over the end and wait there while I fetch the cane. Then we'll have those undies off and see if a good thrashing bucks up your ideas". Through her tears, Chloe couldn't help noticing Uncle George adjust the strain in the front of his trousers as he hurried off to select a thin, whippy rattan from the selection he always brought on his regular visits.
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Chloe thought she was too old to need 'looking after' while Mum was away for a week on business, especially by fat old Uncle George whose piggy eyes were always on her and whose podgy hands always took the opportunity to pat her bum as they passed each other on the landing. "She's becoming a right little madam", Mum had complained as she left. "Don't you worry about that" Uncle George had reassured her, "I raised three girls and I know how to take them down a peg or two". The next morning Uncle George barged into Chloe's bedroom without knocking: "I thought I told you to be up and dressed by eight o'clock. Look how messy your bed is. Put your pillows over the end and wait there while I fetch the cane. Then we'll have those undies off and see if a good thrashing bucks up your ideas". Through her tears, Chloe couldn't help noticing Uncle George adjust the strain in the front of his trousers as he hurried off to select a thin, whippy rattan from the selection he always brought on his regular visits.