An Evacuee's Tale

An Evacuee's Tale 2

Little English Boy

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This story is intended for adults only. It contains depictions of forced nudity, spanking, and sexual activity of preteen and young teen children for the purpose of punishment. None of the behaviors in this story should be attempted in real life, as that would be harmful and/or illegal. If you are not of legal age in your community to read or view such material, please leave now.

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The sun was shining through the skylight as we woke up. Robert sat up.

“Getting shaved last night was a bit of a bummer, but I guess it’ll grow back soon enough. It was embarrassing being bathed by the girls, but Mrs Dalby and Elizabeth getting me to squirt was fantastic, much better than when I do it myself. I think I’m going to like it here. How often do you do it Ed?”

“Err… I had never felt anything so good as when Gloria washed my boner, but I’ve never washed it like that before.”

“You don’t need to wash it Ed, just rubbing it will do.”

“Err… Being naked, especially in front of girls, was just so embarrassing.”

“The girls have all seen us now Ed, so nothing worse could happen. Just get used to it and you’ll be fine.”

That was when we heard the hatch open as Gloria popped her head up.

“Good morning boys. Mum said breakfast will be ready in 10 minutes, so up you get.”

Gloria came right up the ladder into our room wearing an ankle length pink nightie.

“Err… Are our clothes dry Gloria?”

“I’m afraid not Edward. It was a damp night last night, and the forecast’s not good today. With a bit of luck, they should be dry before school on Monday.”

We were still naked under the sheets, and she saw me go red.

“Err… I can’t walk around bare and will have to stay up here in bed.”

She gave me a big smile.

“Oh, come on Edward, we’ve all seen you.”

That was when Bob flung back the bedclothes to hop out stark naked and have a stretch.

“Morning Gloria. I need a pee, where do I go?”

“Err… The potty is under the bed. Err… When you’ve done, it has to be taken down to the stream to empty it.”

She smiled down at me, then grabbed my blanket and yanked it off. I had been noticing over the last six months or so that more and more often I was waking up with a stiff willy. Fortunately, today wasn’t one of them.

“No mucking about Edward, or mum will be cross.”

As I snapped my hands down below, I heard a tinkling sound and saw Gloria’s eyes go wide as Bob was doing it in front of us. She looked at me.

“Do you need to go too?”

I didn’t want to go in front of Gloria.

“Err… No… err… I’m fine.”

She stood there watching Bob pee. Gloria smiled as he gave his willy a final shake, then she turned back to me.

“Are you sure you don’t need to go Edward?”

I had actually been busting to go, and the sound of Bob tinkling into the potty made it worse.

“Err… Perhaps I will.”

I got out and made sure my back was to her. She would see my bare bum, but not me peeing. I was relieved as it started to flow, then Gloria came over and smiled as she looked down at the pee arcing out of my willy. I felt my whole body turn red but could do nothing as it was gushing out. When I finished, she smiled as I gave my willy its final shake.

“The house rules are that the last girl up empties the girls’ potty. I guess the same rule applies to the boys’ potty. Being the last girl up this morning, I’ve got to empty ours. I’ll show you where to take it Edward. We rinse the potty out in the stream, and there is soap by the outside tap to wash our hands when we get back. Mum said you boys will be using the outside tap to get washed and dressed before breakfast each morning. The lean-to is there, so you have some shelter.”

She looked from me to Bob, then giggled.

“Obviously, you and Robert won’t be getting dressed this morning.”

Bob smiled and went down the ladder first. Gloria turned to me.

“If you go down next, I’ll pass down the potty to you, and be very careful as you don’t want it all over you.”

After descending, I stretched up and gingerly took the potty from Gloria, then set it down on the table by the ladder. I wondered if I would get to see her knickers again and smiled up at her.

“I’ll hold the ladder for you Gloria.”

“Thanks Edward.”

Gloria turned round and came down the ladder. When she stopped to shut the hatch, Gloria was right above me. I could see all the way up her nightie from the soles of her feet to the base of her neck. Oh my God, she had no knickers on! There in the middle was the most perfectly round bare bum with flawless pink skin. That was when Faith came out of the girls’ bedroom and giggled.

“Why has your willy gone all stiff Edward?”

Gloria smiled down at me and saved my embarrassment at having to answer Faith’s question.

“Now now Faith, you know mum said it’s quite natural for boys and they can’t control their willys, so don’t embarrass Edward. We’ll just have to get used to seeing stiff willys now we have two boys living with us.”

Faith looked up at her sister and giggled again.

“Did you forget your knickers this morning Gloria? We can see your bum.”

Gloria gave me an odd smile. I went scarlet and snapped my head away as she slid the rest of the way down the ladder.

“I’ll just get my potty Edward.”

A few seconds later she came out. I was wondering if girls pee looked different to boys, but it was covered by a cloth. We went downstairs and into the kitchen. Bob was sitting at the table while Elizabeth was getting some plates out of the cupboard. She glanced down, then smiled at me.

“Good morning Edward. I see you were the last to pee.”

I had to reply, even though I was stark naked.

“Err… Yes… err… Elizabeth.”

Her mum was by the door and opened it for us. The chill breeze hit me, and I was reminded I hadn’t got a stitch on!

“Err… Mrs Dalby… err… have you… err… got a towel… err… or something… err… to cover me up?”

Looking me up and down, she smiled.

“Oh, don’t worry about that. Everyone can see you’re still a little boy, and no one cares about little boys running about the village naked. It’s perfectly normal in Polkerry. Now hurry back you two as Elizabeth and I will have the breakfast ready shortly. Don’t forget to wash when you get back Edward.”

As we walked out the back door and through the gate, there was Jane with a naked little boy carrying a potty.

“I’m just taking Fred down to the stream to empty his potty.”

I couldn’t cover up as both my hands were gripping the potty. Jane looked straight at my floppy willy and grinned.

“Nice to see you again Edward. I can see your willy is bigger than Fred’s now. Why does it keep changing?”

I went red again. Fortunately, Gloria answered her question.

“After you left, mum told me that a boy’s willy shrinks when it is in cold water. It’s back to normal now.”

“OK. Willys are funny as they keep changing, aren’t they?”

Jane was staring, then Gloria looked down too. Both girls were clearly studying my willy. Oh no, not again!

“They are funny, but mum told you last night this is natural. Isn’t it odd that boys have no control over their willys?”

Jane looked at my boner then nodded at Gloria.

“Edward’s is quite big now it has gone stiff, but not as big as Robert. His was huge.”

Gloria smiled at me.

“We’d better get going, or breakfast will be cold.”

As we walked along, Jane kept giggling as my boner waggled about in front of me. As we turned a corner, I saw the stream. There was a girl coming from the other direction, also carrying a potty. She smiled at us.

“Hello Gloria. Is this your evacuee? He’s cute.”

She looked down, then grinned.

“Nice boner. It’s bigger than Mark’s. How old are you boy?”

Gloria saved me from having to answer.

“Hello Pauline. This is Edward, he’s 13. We had to shave him and his cousin, as they had lice. Is Mark your evacuee?”

“Yes Gloria. Mark is 12, and it seems many of these evacuee boys had lice. It was mum who shaved Mark. I did get to bath him though. His was 3½ inches when it went stiff. It was thinner than Edward’s stiff willy.”

Gloria gave me a grin.

“We never measured Edward, but mum said he is about average for a 13-year-old boy. You should see his cousin Robert, he is huge, probably 7 inches when stiff. He had such thick hair all round it, but Elizabeth shaved it all off. We both got to bath them, which was fun. Robert was able to squirt his stuff out. I’d never seen a boy do that before. It was awesome.”

I must have been scarlet standing there with a boner as I held the potty. Gloria smiled at me.

“Edward, say hello to Pauline, she’s my friend from school and is the same age as me.”

I managed to stumble out an acknowledgement. Pauline grinned at me.

“I’m going swimming in the harbour after breakfast. Will you both be joining us?”

“Err… I can’t swim.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll teach you. You’ll enjoy it.”

“Err… I haven’t got any trunks.”

All the girls looked straight down at me and burst out laughing. Pauline recovered first.

“Don’t be so silly, little boys don’t wear trunks, so just come as you are.”

At last we got to the stream, Gloria removed the cloth and poured the contents out as Pauline did the same. Girls’ pee is just the same as boys, perhaps a bit paler. After Fred and I tipped our pots out, we all swirled them in the water for a rinse. As we went to get back, Pauline grinned at Gloria.

“See you later in the harbour. Don’t forget to bring his cousin Robert. I’d love to see how big he is.”

I was relieved to get away. Finally back in the yard, we both washed our hands. Gloria smiled.

“While you wash your face Edward, I’ll wash this bit for you while my hands are still soapy. It’ll save time.”

I reacted instantly when her slippery hands grabbed my willy and slid the skin back and forth as she rubbed all along. It began to feel like I needed to pee again, but then she rinsed with that freezing cold water and it collapsed.

“Come on Edward, breakfast’s ready.”

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Liz had already gone down to help with breakfast, and Faith was just pulling her panties up after using the potty. That was when mum came in. She looked across at me and laughed.

“You are such a lazy bones Gloria, always the last out of bed. Well, you know what that means. Breakfast will be in 10 minutes. Will you be a dear and get the boys up please Gloria?”

I smiled at mum and, reluctantly, got out of the nice warm bed. My nightie had ridden up and my legs were hit by the autumn chill as they left the cover. As I stood up, my nightie slid down to protect them. Mum had gone down, and Faith wasn’t looking, so I took off my navy-blue knickers and quickly put them under the pillow. This was so naughty, and I got a tingle as I thought about what I was about to do. I walked over and climbed the ladder to pop my head through the loft hatch. The boys were just stirring so I said good morning and told them breakfast was in 10 minutes. Edward looked nervous as he asked me if his clothes were dry. When I told him they should be ready for school tomorrow, he looked so embarrassed and said he would have to stay in bed. I wasn’t having that and went over to get him out. That was when Robert threw off his blankets to stand up and have a big stretch. He gave me a grin as he saw me look down.

“Morning Gloria. I need a pee, where do I go?”

I couldn’t help admiring his large willy and balls as they swung about between his legs and was briefly a bit flustered.

“Err… The potty is under the bed. Err… When you’ve done, it has to be taken down to the stream to empty it.”

I went back to Edward and yanked off his blankets.

“No mucking about Edward, or mum will be cross.”

I briefly saw his cute willy before he snapped his hands over it. That was when I heard a tinkling sound as Robert was peeing right in front of me. I was fascinated to see that boys can aim their pee and do it standing up too. I wanted to see this again so asked Edward if he also needed to go but was disappointed when he mumbled that he was fine. Looking back to Robert, his pee slowed to a trickle then stopped. He squeezed along it before giving a shake to get the final drop into the potty. Neat!

I asked Edward again if he wanted to go and was very pleased that he had changed his mind. I gave him a grin as I momentarily saw his willy flop about as he got out of bed. He decided to do it with his back to me. I had to admit that was a very nice bum, but I wanted to see him pee, so moved alongside him. I think he was a bit embarrassed at me watching, since he went red all over, but still carried on. His pee was fair gushing out as he aimed his willy into the potty. As his yellow arc splashed in, I could see these boys’ pee is just the same as mine and my sisters. Watching Edward pee was fun, and when he gave that final shake, I smiled as I explained one of our morning rules.

“The house rules are that the last girl up empties the girls’ potty. I guess the same rule applies to the boys’ potty. Being the last girl up this morning, I’ve got to empty ours. I’ll show you where to take it Edward. We rinse the potty out in the stream, and there is soap by the outside tap to wash our hands when we get back. Mum said you boys will be using the outside tap to get washed and dressed before breakfast each morning. The lean-to is there, so you have some shelter.”

I had to giggle as I reminded them that they wouldn’t be getting dressed today. Robert went down and I offered to help Edward by passing down the boy’s potty to him once he got to the bottom. The potty safely down, Edward offered to hold the ladder for me. That sounded so sweet, but I was sure he had an ulterior motive. Last night, I saw him look up my dress as I opened the hatch. I think it may initially have been an accident, but he began to stare and must have been looking at my knickers. I was expecting to be mega embarrassed at a boy seeing me there, so was surprised that gave me such an incredible feeling between my legs. I had no idea why I gave him a kiss as we got into the attic, but that felt just so good. As I lay in bed last night thinking about Edward it got even better.

Ever since I slipped off my knickers, I had been tingling in anticipation of such a naughty thing I was about to do. My heart was thumping, and I briefly had some second thoughts about giving him such a show, but it was too late now. The tingling went up a notch as I put my foot on the ladder. I was surreptitiously watching him as I started to descend. Yes, he was trying to look up my nightie alright, then I saw his eyes go wide. I had my feet together as I got the handle to close the hatch and my knees went weak as that feeling washed over me. I was actually showing my bare bum to a boy and making it look like an accident. I heard Faith come out of our room and giggle.

“Why has your willy gone all stiff Edward?”

This was interesting, as he had gone stiff last night too. Mum said boys can’t control their willys, but perhaps it is us girls who have the ability to control them. This needs investigating, and I knew it was going to be a lot of fun having boys in the house. I didn’t want Faith knowing what I was up to, so put her off the scent.

“Now now Faith, you know mum said this is quite natural for boys and they can’t control their willys, so don’t embarrass Edward. We’ll just have to get used to seeing stiff willys now we have two boys living with us.”

Faith looked up and giggled as she saw what Edward was seeing.

“Did you forget your knickers this morning Gloria? We can see your bum.”

I smiled as he went scarlet and snapped his head away. Faith had seen my bum plenty of times, so I just gave her a shrug and slid down the ladder. Good job he was behind me, as the front of my nightie rode right up to my belly button. Faith saw me, but just grinned. As my nightie dropped back, I turned to Edward. He couldn’t look me in the eye as I spoke.

“I’ll just get my potty Edward.”

We went downstairs and into the kitchen. Robert was sitting at the table, as Liz was getting some plates. I gave her a grin as she focussed on Edward’s willy while he held the boys’ potty, then she looked up at him.

“Good morning Edward. I see you were the last to pee.”

He went red as he nodded. Mum held the back door open for us and I heard Edward mumble something about wanting a towel to cover up. Mum smiled and told him about our village norms.

“Oh, don’t worry about that. Everyone can see you’re still a little boy, and no one cares about little boys running about the village in the buff. It’s perfectly normal in Polkerry. Now hurry back you two as Elizabeth and I will have the breakfast ready shortly. Don’t forget to wash when you get back Edward.”

We walked out the back gate, and there was Jane with Fred carrying his potty as she was taking him down to empty it. Jane giggled as she stared at Edward’s willy.

“Nice to see you again Edward. I can see your floppy willy is bigger than Fred’s now. Why does it keep changing?”

He was clearly embarrassed, so I told her what mum said.

“After you left, mum told me that a boy’s willy shrinks when it is in cold water. It’s back to normal now.”

“OK. Willys are funny as they keep changing, aren’t they?”

I looked straight down and saw it beginning to swell up. As Jane and I studied the whole process, Edward was going red as it rose. Soon, his willy was sticking right up. All the evidence points to us girls controlling it. This is hilarious.

“They are funny, but mum told you last night this is natural. Isn’t it odd that boys have no control over their willys?”

“Edward’s is quite big now it has gone stiff, but not as big as Robert. His was huge.”

I gave Edward a big smile.

“We’d better get going, or breakfast will be cold.”

He did look so funny as that stiff willy waggled about as we walked along. We bumped into Pauline.

“Hello Gloria. Is this your evacuee? He’s cute.”

I saw her look down.

“Nice boner. It’s bigger than Mark’s. How old are you boy?”

I answered for him, then made the introductions and told her about the lice and having to shave the boys before we bathed them. Mark was her evacuee and the same age as me. It seems other evacuees had lice, and her mum had to shave him too. I grinned as she said she got to bath her evacuee as well. Her eyes went so wide as I told her about Robert with his huge willy, and that it squirted. Pauline made a great suggestion for after breakfast.

“I’m going swimming in the harbour after breakfast. Will you both be joining us?”

Edward said he couldn’t swim, so Pauline offered to teach him. We all laughed as he stood there stark naked and said he didn’t have any trunks. He was so funny. Pauline set him straight.

“Don’t be so silly, little boys don’t wear trunks, so just come as you are.”

After tipping our pottys out and giving them a rinse, we went off for breakfast. Pauline called after me.

“See you later in the harbour. Don’t forget to bring his cousin Robert. I’d love to see how big he is.”

We went back and did our hands. As we were running late, I thought I would save him some time getting washed.

“While you wash your face Edward, I’ll wash this bit for you while my hands are still soapy. It’ll save time.”

It was such fun as I felt his willy growing in my hands and I soon had it stiff. It had gone so hard when I saw mum smiling out of the window. She beckoned us in, so I quickly rinsed it off and it shrunk back down as I let go. Weird!

“Come on Edward, breakfast’s ready.”

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Mrs Dalby made us an excellent breakfast, although eating naked was embarrassing. Gloria got up to answer a knock at the door, and a few seconds later in came Jennifer and Dawn, together with Rebecca and her little sister Samantha. The young girl giggled.

“The boys are still naked.”

Samantha looked at Mrs Dalby.

“I only saw them naked for a bit last night. Can I see them properly Mrs Dalby?”

I was shocked when she just smiled at her, then turned to us.

“Now boys, in my house a gentleman stands up when a lady enters the room, so up you get.”

We had no choice, and all four girls grinned as they looked exactly where we expected them to. Jennifer smiled at me.

“You look so cute without all that hair Eddie. Just like a little boy.”

I was surprised to get support from Mrs Dalby.

“Edward’s penis is about average for a 13-year-old.”

Dawn looked at her sister and laughed.

“Bob is definitely not a little boy, even though he has no hair.”

Bob just grinned at Dawn. I looked at Jennifer.

“How did you manage to get your clothes dry. Ours are still wet.”

She giggled.

“Is that why you are still naked? Rebecca is the same size as us, and she lent us some of her things.”

Mrs Dalby looked at us and laughed.

“Well, I could have lent them some knickers from Elizabeth…”

She saw our faces drop.

“…but they probably wouldn’t have liked that.”

Elizabeth looked shocked.

“I’m not having a boy in my knickers!”

Mrs Dalby gave her an odd smile.

“I’m very reassured to hear that.”

For some reason Elizabeth went red. Jennifer grinned at Elizabeth, then at me.

“You’d probably look good in girl’s clothes Ed. Have you got an old dress for the boys Elizabeth?”

“Certainly not!”

“Oh well Ed, it looks like you’ll be in the buff all day.”

Gloria grinned at me.

“My friend Pauline said we could all join her for a swim in the harbour. Little boys swim naked here, so they’re all ready for it. Have you got a spare swimsuit for the girls Rebecca?”

“I have an old pair, but it will be a bit snug. I only have one spare though.”

Elizabeth chipped in.

“I’ve an old one too, so we can all go swimming. I’ll just get it, then you can pop off and change. Be back in 10 minutes.”

Elizabeth went up to fetch her old swimsuit, then the twins went off to change with Rebecca and Samantha. Our girls were soon ready for a swim. Faith got up to answer the knock on the door and back came the rest of the girls. Wow, the twins’ suits were just so snug. You could see every curve, and their nipples stuck out. Samantha giggled.

“Edward’s winkle has grown and is sticking up. It did that yesterday evening. Why does it do that Mrs Dalby?”

I went scarlet as Faith answered.

“Mum told us it’s properly called a penis, which often grows and get stiff on older boys. It is quite natural for a boy, and they have no control over when it does that.”

I was horrified as she grabbed my boner and gave a squeeze.

“It is so hot when it goes stiff. Willys are weird as they feel both hard and soft at the same time. You try Sam.”

Samantha came over and stared straight between my legs, then she reached out and lightly touched it.

“It twitched Faith.”

Mrs Dalby smiled at her.

“That’s boys for you.”

She turned to Bob, who had remained seated at the table.

“Come here Robert.”

He went red.

“Err… I’m fine here Mrs Dalby.”

“Do as you’re told Robert! No acting like a naughty little boy, or you’ll get a spanking.”

He knew she was serious and slowly got out from behind the table. Dawn grinned as his huge boner came into view.

“Wow Bob, that is huge!”

Samantha looked puzzled.

“His err… penis was it, looks different to this boy. Why is that?”

Faith grabbed my boner and yanked the skin right back.

“See Sam, they are the same shape now. Robert has had all this loose skin cut off. What was that called mum?”

“When a boy has had the loose skin removed, his penis is said to have been circumcised. Some religions require it to be done at birth, but Robert told us his stepfather had it done last year so it would look neater and be easier to keep clean.”

While her mum had been talking, Faith had been playing with my boner by sliding the skin back and forth, giggling each time the head popped out. I began to get that fantastic feeling, then I grunted as my dick pulsed. Faith grinned.

“Boys do that when you keep rubbing their penis. Robert’s penis squirted out stuff, but Edward can’t yet.”

Mrs Dalby smiled at her youngest daughter.

“Thank you Faith. As you girls can see, a boy’s penis goes down after that happens. Now if you are all going swimming, I think it would be less embarrassing for Robert if his penis was not sticking up as you go outside. Perhaps one of you girls would like to take care of him?”

I saw Bob grin as Dawn went over. His grin turned to a wince as she grabbed his dick and slid her hand back and forth.

“Like this Mrs Dalby?”

“You don’t need to grip so tight Dawn… That’s better.”

His grin came back, and it took only a few more pumps for Bob’s penis to go rock hard. He groaned as a dozen ropes of his white stuff shot out. Samantha had got really close, and several squirts landed on her before she jumped back.

“Eeewww. He peeed on me!”

Mrs Dalby smiled at her.

“It’s not pee Samantha. Come here and let me wipe it off your face.”

She pulled out her handkerchief, spat on the end, then wiped his stuff off her, before wiping the front of her swimsuit.

“The rest will rinse off when you are swimming.”

Dawn was squeezing along Bob’s collapsing willy, then touched her finger on the white drop oozing out of the end. She brought it up to her tongue, then smiled at him.

“You taste quite sweet Bob.”

Mrs Dalby smiled at Dawn as she spoke to her oldest daughter.

“Now the boys’ willys have gone down Elizabeth, you can all go swimming now. Lunch will be ready at 12.30.”

Rebecca and Gloria grabbed my hands as Dawn and Elizabeth grabbed Bob’s. We were whisked out of the door by the giggling girls to find ourselves out in the lane stark naked and unable to cover up. As we walked up to the beach, I could see many small children playing naked. There were quite a few older boys I recognised from school. They had been shaved like me and Bob and stood nervously about in the buff. A man sitting on the step by the slipway smiled at Gloria.

“Are these your evacuees my love?”

She let go of my hand and rushed over to give him a kiss.

“Yes gramps. This is Robert, and this is Edward. These are their cousins, Jennifer and Dawn. Jennifer has this freckle.”

He smiled at the twins, then looked down at Bob.

“That Robert’s a big boy, but Polkerry rules are no hair and you’re still treated as a little boy.”

Jennifer let go of my hand and smiled as she stretched out her hand towards the man.

“I’m pleased to meet you sir.”

He shook her hand then looked down at me and chuckled.

“I see your other cousin is a little boy.”

“Mum said he is about average for a 13-year-old boy gramps.”

Despite Gloria’s support, I must have gone scarlet and went to cover up.

“I wouldn’t do that if I was you. Whacker Richardson is on the beach. He soon deals with little boys playing with it.”

That was when we heard several screams from the other side of the beach.

“There he is now. I think he’s got one of you evacuee boys.”

Jennifer looked over and smiled.

“It’s that slimy pervert Jack Chalmers. Let’s go and watch. It’ll be such fun to see him getting his just desserts.”

I could see he was stark naked. Had he not been the school bully, I might have felt sorry for him. The headmaster was really laying into him and his legs were going all over the place as his bottom got covered in red welts. Finally the onslaught stopped, and he yanked up a bawling boy with the reddest bottom I had ever seen. Jennifer whispered to me.

“Now that’s what I call a little boy.”

He had such a tiny willy, just an inch long with a short tube of skin on the end. My 3-year-old cousin Keith was bigger than him. I was just staring at Jack when the cane was suddenly poked in my stomach.

“What’s your name boy?”

“Anderson sir.”

He turned to Bob.

“Your name boy?”

“Err… Kemp sir.”

“Get those hands behind your back Anderson and Kemp.”

We immediately did as we were told.

“You evacuee boys had better learn quickly that I will not accept such lewd behaviour in Polkerry from little boys who play with their penis like this disgusting child Chalmers.”

Our school bully screamed, and his blubbing increased, as that scarlet bottom got another whack. A local boy about 12 laughed at the scene of a blubbing naked older boy, with me and Bob on display too. Quick as a flash, the boy was grabbed, his swimming trunks yanked down, and the cane was laid into his bare bottom.

“You – whop - should – whop - know – whop - better – whop - than – whop - to – whop - laugh – whop - at – whop - the – whop - misfortunes – whop - of – whop - others – whop – Lakeman – whop.”

As the crying boy was pulled up, Dawn began to giggle as we all saw he had a bald little willy.

“What’s your name girl?”

All the colour drained from her face as she nervously looked at the cane being lightly tapped on his palm.

“Err… It’s Dawn Garland… err… sir.”

“My name is Mr Richardson. I am the headmaster here, and universally known as ‘Whacker Richardson’ to all the boys I have ever taught. Now Miss Garland, you will write out 100 times ‘I must not laugh at the misfortunes of others’ and bring them to me tomorrow before your first lesson. Do you understand girl?”

“Yes sir.”

Dawn began to breathe again as his unnerving stare moved off her and onto Jennifer.

“What’s your name girl?”

She put on her best smile.

“I’m Jennifer Garland sir. Dawn is my twin sister sir. I’m the one with the freckle on my nose sir.”

She pointed to her freckle, and I was surprised to see he gave her a smile back.

“Thank you Miss Jennifer Garland. That is a great help for me to sort out which of you twins is which.”

He turned to the boy wiping the tears from his eyes as his trunks hung round his ankles.

“We can all see you are still a little boy Lakeman. You know the beach rules for little boys.”

“Yes sir.”

The tear-stained boy with the little willy and red bottom instantly pulled his trunks right off, then neatly folded them up and put them on a nearby step. The headmaster turned to us.

“Because there are all you evacuees to teach, I will have to run separate classes, with all the boys in the morning from 8am to noon, and the girls from 1pm to 5pm. Lakeman, tell the boys what happens if they are late for school.”

The boy turned to us.

“Mr Richardson gives boys who are late 12 strokes of the cane on the bare bottom in front of the whole class.”

“Thank you Lakeman, but as we have the evacuees here, it will be a little different from now on. Any late boy will be required to return at 1pm for his punishment, and then stand in the corner, hands on head, for the whole afternoon.”

He gave us an insincere smile.

“Have a nice swim. See you all tomorrow.”

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