I remember as a teenage boy how elated my mother was that she could send me to school in neat grey flannel shorts. it was apparently still part of the school rules that a boy could either wear long grey trousers or grey flannel shorts at the parent's discretion.
Thus I wore neat little grey shorts right until I left school. The first boy in about fifty years to do so and being the 1970's my grey shorts were incredibly brief. You hardly noticed them under my blue blazer. My uniform was very traditional, navy school blazer, white shirt, blue tie, long grey socks with blue bands at the top and tiny grey flannel shorts, always correctly pressed.
When I got home from school I used to wear tiny bib shorts and other shorts as well, often with white pelerine socks and Mary Jane sandals. In private my mother used to make me wear a short pleated skirt and frilly panties to round up my attire.
Like anonymous my thighs were regularly smacked, I was also spanked over my mothers lap on quite a few occasions.
My mother genuinely believed that boys are expected to grow up long before they are ready. So she did everything she could to remind me that in her eyes I was still a little boy under his mother's firm control. So it was not just my attire but early bedtimes, in a childishly decorated room. My duvet was a Thomas the Tank Engine design.
ReplyDeleteI had to play cross legged on the floor with toys suitable for a young boy dressed in my tiny short-all's. Occasionally I would come home from school and was told to put on clothes laid out on my bed. This was when I had to put on a little plaid skirt and pink frilly panties.
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