How a girl learnt not to flick other people nose's

Couple of days ago Abel, Haron and me went to a restaurant for dinner. During the long waiting the inner child in me became increasingly bored and various mischievous ideas crossed my mind. As I was soon about to find out I probably decided on the worst one!

I reached with my hand above the table to flick Abel's nose (I know, lame ;) ). I must have misjudged the distance because instead of being mildly annoying I actually managed to hurt him quite badly. And the sound was so loud that I swear everyone in the restaurant must have heard! I mumbled apologies after apologies but before I realised Able was standing next to me.

'Come with me outside,' he said.

Utterly mortified I wanted to resist. Then a thought crossed my mind. The more noise I make resisting the bigger the chance that people would stare. In submissive silence I followed Abel outside, hopeing probably in vain that no one noticed. At the back of my head was this slight comfort that at least I was being taken outside.

Abel guided me behind the corner and told me to put my hands on the wall. Relieved that no one could see us I obeyed. I felt my jumper being folded aside and felt even more relieved to realise that my trousers were to stay on. He started smacking me and I remember my surprise that despite being so humiliated and mortified I could still feel pain.

After a quick hug we returned to the restaurant where I sat very quietly...at least until I stopped shaking and I felt brave enough to open my eyes and remove hair obscuring my face.

I have never been so mortified in my entire life! Abel Jenkins, you are a scary men sometimes! :)