when I called him into my study. He was a pretty boy with fair hair, like yours and clear blue eyes. I gave him a good lecture but could see it was all water off a duck's back. So
I told him I had no alternative but to give him a good caning." 'You can't do that,' he cried, 'it's against the law.'

"'Oh, yes I can and I am.’"

I told the prefects to grab his arms and I managed to get his grey flannels down round his ankles.

"'Bend him over that chair and hold him tight.' I yanked down his white underpants and pushed his shirt up his back. His cute, tiny peach of a bottom was beautiful.

" 'You bastard', he shouted, 'I'll get you for this.'

"I got my cane from the cupboard and brought it down with a tremendous Swish across his milky white buttocks.

" 'Yeow', he yelled and struggled but the prefects were doing their job well and seemed to be enjoying it. They didn't like bullies either.

"As the red stripe began to appear across his pert bum, I followed it up with another and another. "By the fourth he was sobbing uncontrollably.

"I finished the last two with less force and told him to get up and get dressed.

"The prefects let him go and as they stood up I could see that they had huge erections. I guess they had fun in their private studies afterwards.

"As the miscreant pulled up his pants and trousers, gingerly over his sore bottom, he whispered to me between his sobs, 'You're going to regret this.' "

"And I did. He went straight to his parents who complained to the Head and I was suspended and then pensioned off. The school sympathised with me but didn't want any scandal.

"But would you believe it? Five or six years later he rang me up (I don't know how he found my number) and asked if he could take me out to lunch. I was amazed but agreed, intrigued as to why he wanted to see me.

"We met in this swish restaurant, 'Don't worry, Sir', he said, 'It's all on me'. It seemed he was an Army officer, just graduated from Sandhurst, a very handsome young man.

"As we settled with our first drink, he started by saying 'I'm so sorry Sir, that I got you fired.'

"I shrugged, 'I broke the rules.'

" 'Yes, but I deserved it. My parents were pushing me hard to do well and I was taking it out on the youngsters. I was an absolute bastard and deserved everything I got. And believe me, Sir, your six of the best wasn't all I got. My father literally horsewhipped me when I got home at half term, I've still got the scars. Anyway, between you, you made me see the error of my ways and I promise you, Sir, I never bullied another kid again. I knuckled down to my work and eventually got into Sandhurst. I don't think I could have done that if you hadn't given me that thrashing I so richly deserved. I know I can't make amends for the loss of your career but this lunch is to say how sorry I am and to thank
you. Cheers, Sir.' He raised his glass to me."

Well of course he couldn't do anything about my career but at least I felt vindicated - I had done