Volume 1 Whops and Clobber R Humphries - The Woody Back to ...

Whops and Clobber
raised her arms and inter-linked her fingers on top of
her head.
Nose and toes was a familiar pose to the
Woody gals.
The Grand Dame turned and pointed the cane
towards Jojo. “You, Heyworth,” she snapped,
“remove your blazer and bend over the chair.”
The eight words had an air of finality about
them. Any last bastion of hope of reprieve or
forgiveness was immediately vanquished by the
simple phrase.
Jojo took her time. She bent forward over the
back of the chair and placed her hands on the
cushioned seat. She looked down at the familiar
faded green covering of the chair seat, then wearily
she leaned over further and grasped the cross bar.
Once she was in position the Grand Dame stepped
forward and turned back the hem of her skirt in neat
folds. She felt a tug on the tails of her blouse and
then that was turned back too. Jojo raised her hips
slightly away from the chair to allow Ms Lawton to roll
her bumbags down to the tops of her thighs.
Jojo took a deep breath and tried to settle in.
She felt the cane tap down, once, twice, thrice as the
Grand Dame got her measure, then from above she
heard an ominous whistle, followed by a loud thwack
as the cane collided with her upturned behind.
Jojo blinked as the sharp stripe imploded
through her central nervous system.
“Its only whops, its only whops,” she repeated
over and over in her head.