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John wrote: Cursing by John

I remember one time my older sister got into a fight with my cousin
“you ...ing bitch” screamed Nadia
“shut up ...face” Mandy screamed
That’s when my mother walked into the kitchen in disbelief
“why do you girls think you can use such language in my house?”
My Aunt came into the room and started to talk about how her parents use to put soap it their mouths when they used bad words. It was then they got an idea.
They dragged the girls outside, my aunt got an little inflatable pool and started to fill it with water.
The two girls looked on more bored than scared, I knew that something was going to happen.
My Aunt and mothered explained how they didn’t want those words inside the house so they would have to wash them off, and with that my mom walked over and pulled Mandy’s shorts and underwear down in one swoop. I could see her pale butt from the door.
My Aunt then ripped her tee shirt over her head and undid her bra. My sister spun around in disbelief giving me a full view of her breasts, she was in high school but she was still padding them and had round ones. Because she had shaved off all her pubic hair she looked a little younger. Mom grabbed her by the shoulders and walked her into the pool.
Nadia knew resistance was futile and feared my Aunt. She pulled down her jeans, pulled off her tea shirt and was undoing her bra by the time my Aunt came over and pulled down her underwear.
Both girls were now in the tub, both were lanky and skinny, My sister had a head of curly blonde hair, little breasts and was waxed away her pubic hair which probably made her feel more naked. Nadia who was now taking off her last article, a hair tie undoing her pony tail, had a mass of messy black hair that fell to her shoulders, her body was actually paler than my sisters. Her breasts were two rounded B-cups, and she hadn’t even trimmed her thick black bush of pubic hair.
I was still watching from the porch as my Aunt and mother handed them bars of soap to and told them to clean themselves. I was related to both of them, but the sight of two girls lathering themselves up in my yard… well, lets just say its hard to forget. Then my Aunt hit both of them with the hose. The water was cold and you could hear it in their squeals.
They marched the girls up to the deck, both shivering, the faces running with mascara, their feet and ankle covered with grass and mud as they marched up the law. Mom yelled me to go into the house and get towels, I rushed in and came quickly out.
The girls were glaring at me as they rubbed the mud and dirt off their feet. Mandy stood up, hands at her hips, she was not longer concerned about her nudity and asked about their clothes, Mom answered that they would have to wash them and the girls would have to remain naked until that had happened. In their faces it looked like a second stream of water hit them, they then learned they couldn’t take the towel in,
They both marched through the door hunched and defeated and sat down on the couch. Mandy turning on the tv, the thing they had originally fought about.
My aunt turned to me and asked
“are you going to start curing now”
“... no” I thought.

Janie wrote: Mouth washed out, hairbrush, you name it by Janie

I grew up where the idea that parents couldn't discipline children hadn't taken hold. One thing that terrified me was the thought that my mother would get mad and discipline me, because when she did, well it was not a nice picture. Several times I got the hairbrush and once, my mouth filled with soap. Honestly, I preferred the hairbrush....

Janie