SPLATT!!

Buns of steel.
Bun burner.

Hot buns.  Yeowch!
Hot burning buns of steel!

He fans his flaming hiney, running to and fro!
I stifle giggles as he wiggles to and fro!

A full belly laugh bubbles up and out--
It simply will not be suppressed.

Apologies disguised as a cool tub of water--
gracelessly accepted as burnt buns boil once cool water.

<Stick your tongue out at me will you young man?  Hmph!>
<Mutter derogatory words under your breath will you? Hmph!>

His arm now held in my hand,
He stands in the tub.

The bath brush held in my other hand;
Bare wet buttocks and bath brush connect--SPLATT!  SMACK!  WHACK!

The loud wet spanking sounds echo about us.
Beautiful sounds warming my heart burn his bottom.

"Are you ready to behave now young man?"
Swat! Smack! Splat! SMACK! SPLAT!

Hiccuping breaths, a nodded yes, and several wet smacks later;
He settles into the cool tub of water more gracefully now.

I smile at him.  He smiles at me.
Our ritual hug pulls me into the tub, clothes and all.

Stripped of my clothes, Both naked now,
Smiling, We Hug.

I gently scold him, caring for him,
Washing, bathing, and loving him.

His eyes filled with subtle wetness now,
Kissing his eyes clears these away too.

By Huh Chuh @ huhchuh@yahoo.com © April 2002