Rivka 8

Cindi addresses the crowd of a dozen women, gathered at someone's house. "I got good news and bad, which do you want first?"
Cries of "good" dominate.
"We have here an Army officer, Rivka, who has happily consented to paddle all and sundry."
Loud raucous cries of approval, then someone asks, "what's the bad?"
Cindi grins awkwardly, "she is simply learning. In fact this is her first time."
Some ask how that could possibly be, an officer without experience.
Cindi smiles, "as I recall you are from Montreal."
"Oh yes."
"You've seen the Black Hats, ultraOrthodox?"
"Who in Montreal has not?"
"Well that's how Rivka grew up, leads to a rather different life experience. Still, look at the bright side, no bad habits to unlearn."
They happily accept and we get started.
I decline to go into detail, wishing to keep my story suitable for children. Suffice it to say, the taboo no longer exists. Some guy seeks his butt turned purple and I would have no problem delivering.
And yes, I will be joining this crowd again. Two reasons, good practice and oh is it fun. Burns off a lot of life's stress and angst.
(So ends Part One; the blog could be inactive several months as Part Two is prepared.)