"Have you learned anything?" he asked suddenly.
"Um...not to bite you," I replied, my lips still quivering. "Sir."
"That's a good lesson," he chuckled. "Anything else?"
"No kicking?" I guessed, crying again as heat continued to radiate over my rear.
"Also good, but why did I spank you in the first place, Karen?"
"For b-being mean," I answered.
"You're too sweet of a girl to be mean," he replied gently.
I couldn't imagine where he'd gotten that from. Was he so delusional that he took my usual take-no-shit attitude for PMS? "No one ever calls me sweet."
"Well, now someone is and you need to live up to it."