Hiding behind her kink was a way to hide from the truth and avoid placing blame where blame belonged. Once she understood her motivations, it wasn’t...important anymore.“When she talked me into spanking her she did so to seek forgiveness for being present when her father raped her sister, and not being able to stop him. When her father went to jail and got killed, she blamed herself for not stopping him from committing the crime that go him arrested.“Glenda believed that she needed to be punished. You don't have to mind you, but I wouldn't mind a piece of their pecan pie." You got it deputy." I tossed my bed roll and bag into one of the cells before I headed off to the Dixie. I had been in the truck all day so I walked to the cafe."Howdy Soldier boy, what can I get for you?" It was a truly red redhead who asked. The menu was all over the walls in small signs advertising this and that."How about your stew?" I asked it as I looked to the wall behind the counter."All sold out honey, it is. In the park, she had known exactly what she was doing and hadwanted it. Was she becoming exactly what she was so afraid she would?"You been awful quiet this mornin' Brandi," Arnie said, breaking herfrom her introspection."I have a lot of issues to deal with," Brandi sighed."You figured out what you're gonna do?" Some," Brandi said. "I was waiting till later to tell you, but I'vedecided that when you get back to LA with your next load I'll bestaying there. I need to start getting my life in. . my friends hostage."The Leprechaun smiled and squatted down once more. "Aren't yae the clever lass. That request would have been good enough were I inclined to be naughty," he said before snapping his fingers and pulling an obviously old short sword with the look of a gladius out of thin air. An aura of power and hunger wafted off of it, as if it knew that now someone would finally use it for its intended purpose: to raise it up and cover the earth with blood. "Now this wicked bit o' smithin'.