After that trip I started researching paddling in the US. There was a lot of information on the internet, even back then, and I soon discovered that not only was paddling still very common throughout the south but that girls were paddled almost as often as boys. I found a chat board that had a section devoted to paddling. I followed it for several years until it finally died out as texts and tweets became more popular. Most of the stories on the chat board were from girls, which surprised me until I remembered that boys don’t talk about things like that. I was surprised just how often girls were paddled and about the kinds of things that lead to a paddling. I remember one girl complaining that she had been paddled by two different teachers on the same day. I was also shocked by the number of girls who seemed eager to announce that they were going to be paddled the next day or they gave countdowns to an upcoming paddling ... Hey, look at me, I'm a bad girl. There was also much conversation about what to wear to a paddling (not leggings) and what to do afterward.
Another story that I vividly remember was from the last years of the chat board. A girl who was going to be paddled had to get a note signed by her parents (that was a common practice in some states) and she posted a photo of it. Above the parent’s signature was written “make her ass burn”. After I saw that I was ranting in my head about what kind of father would write something like that about his daughter. Then I went back and read the story more closely and realized that it was her mother who had signed the note.
A few years ago, I was occasionally meeting a woman from the Oshawa area; a 90-minute drive from where I live if traffic is good. We would talk on the phone to plan out our get togethers and then we would meet and act out some fantasy. Of course, I wanted to do a paddling scene. We talked about it, and I told her about the things I've described here, and she agreed. So, we planned to get together the following Saturday. A couple of days later I got a card in the mail and she had written inside it “I’m looking forward to my paddling this Saturday. Be sure that you make my ass burn”. I could hardly wait till we met and acted out the fantasy. She knew how to tease and I loved that about her. That meeting was the first time I used a plexiglass paddle and the only time I’ve experienced it myself; it does burn.
