So, he had complaints? Claerly, Eric was not learning! Still holding him over her lap, Marsha reached for her oval wooden hairbrush. "No, Eric, adults do ot discuss things with baby boys who throw tantrums. I think I'll ahve to continue untill you're all out of complaints!" she announced, starting to spank him anew, now with the hard, heavy brush!
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Attention! The situation in my country, as well as the situation on my workplace (which is connected to each other) leave me little to no time, nor mental stability to RP. I cannot start any new RPs, even if I've suggested them before.
I will try to respond then I can, but the pauses might be long. I am very sorry.
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