Chapter 3

He jumped and rubbed his ass. “Ow! That hurt.” His voice rose a few octaves.

“Then you be good to me and quit flirting.” She slammed several more into him, each one eliciting a grunt.

When she finished, he stood, rubbed his butt, and wiped his red face with his hands. “Damn, that hurt!” Bobby waved money. “This is the last of my money. She flirts, too.” He thrust an accusatory finger at her. He took the paddle, put her in position, and then loaded the paddle back and froze. He admitted, “I can’t do it. I can’t hit a girl with a paddle.” His face reddened for the third time as he handed it to Lee. The neighbors laughed.

He sat on the picnic bench and yanked her over his lap and gave her an old-fashioned spanking. He raised his hand and brought it down as she squirmed across his lap. She screamed and kicked her legs. He stood her up and held her shoulders.

“I’m sorry, Sarah. I’ll be a better boyfriend to you.”

“I’m sorry, too, Bobby.”