Nights of "3 in 1"

Last time when we sisters were small, we used to stay in a room on the same king size bed. We likes to chit chat before sleep.

One night, we enjoyed ourselves very much chatting on the bed again. Chatting on the sounds from the ceiling, the staring eyes of Maggie Cheung's picture (that I sticked on the wall)......We were so excited and laugh with joy.

"Bukk!"

(OMG! The three of us started to standby with our tools and stop chatting.)

"What's the time now? No need to sleep?"Dad came and scold. We were so quite and pretend to sleep. Then, dad back to his room.

Again, we started to laugh each other and continue chit chatting.

"Bukk!" Again, Dad came but this time along with a cane. We were ready in the standby mode again. This time, dad punished each of us with a cane on the leg and gone.

After dad closed his master bedroom's door, we started to share the feeling of our punishment. My eldest sis and my punishment were moderate, not so painful, my youngest sis was not even painful.

Know why? Our tools does matter. My youngest sis owns the longest and thickess matress of all.