Dear Mr. Editor,

Since you were kind enough to publish, in No.12, myprevious letter about the 'petticoat penitence' which my 18 year old son is made to endure in short frocks and very frilly petticoats and knickers – dressed, in fact, just like a pretty little baby girl – perhaps a few more details of his training would be of interest to readers.

It is one of my very strict rules that, when condemned to petticoats, he must remain in them until the end of the stipulated punishment period, no matter what happens. If, for instance, we have visitors, then he is compelled to appear in front of them dressed in his pretty baby clothes. If they tease him – as naturally they always do! – he must put up with it as best he can, and no amount of pleading will persuade me to spare him the shame and humiliation which he suffers as a result.

I mentioned in my last letter that the lady next door makes all his clothes for him, copying them exactly from the dainty little frocks and frilly undies that her own four year old daughter Nancy wears. And another of the indignities which the boy has to suffer is that of being taken in to this lady to be 'tried on' and fitted for any new clothes. It is really very thrilling to watch him, scarlet faced with embarrassment, submissively allowing himself to be fastened by her nimble fingers into the humiliating bondage of his elaborately frilled and beribboned 'petties' and knickers, and then the crowning misery of a very brief, very babyish, little silk or satin child’s frock.

About a year ago, Nancy was promoted from a bib to pinafores for mealtimes, as her mother considered that she was now 'growing up'. But, to the boy’s disgust, I have refused to allow him the same privilege and he is still compelled, before sitting down to a meal, to undergo the indignity of having a pretty little embroidered bib tied round his neck, so that he will not soil his lovely clothes! This rule again applies just the same when visitors are present, and it seems to afford them a great deal of amusement always to see a boy of his age treated in this humiliatingly babyish way.
Yours truly,

'Modern Mother'