Paul And His Landlord

The sight Paul saw through the bay window of the house pulled him up sharp. There, laid stretched across the stout wooden dining room table with his chubby backside in the air was Charlie, the eighteen-year-old son of Paul’s landlord. And, standing there waving a crooked-handled cane in the air was the landlord himself, Mr … Continue reading Paul And His Landlord

Paul and his landlord

Young men who are away from the parental home, often for the first time, are apt to stray from the straight and narrow. How lucky that responsible adults in the shape of landlords are on hand to show them the error of their ways, even if it means delivering sound spankings and other corporal punishment. … Continue reading Paul and his landlord