My image this week comes from my first meeting with Miss Hunter. She introduced me to the Tawse, the feared instrument of punishment in Scottish Schools until it was banned in 1987.
She had me use one hand to hold the other steady and looked me straight in the eye, a silent challenge to keep still.
She feinted several times, lifting the strap high, only to bring it back into position softly.
And then, a spoonful at a time, she poured molten lead onto my hands.
This was quite a session, full of new experiences and new sensations. It is described here.
As always, more sin behind the lips: