Cleaning off an old hard drive, I stumbled across the first spanking picture I had ever saved. I remember being terrified about someone stumbling across it, even though friends using my old, clunky computer was a very rare occasion. I’d hidden it so thoroughly, I’d forgotten it was there, and so it was quite surprising to see it surface.
I still find myself attracted to the image, though I don’t understand why. Perhaps its the anonymity of the hidden faces and rough sketch, perhaps it’s the public nature of the punishment, or perhaps the rough, impromptu feel of the scene. In any event, I am glad to have found it again.