He winced in pain and tried to cover his buns."No, let it sting, slave," Candy ordered him.Reg obeyed, removing his hands from his hurting bottom. He ...idn't know why she was being mean to him so abruptly, but he was afraid of what she might do now."That's a lot better, Reggie," she said, still holding the whip in her hands in a menacing manner."I think that fits him better than 'Reg', don't you? He's too boyish for anything else," Hank noted."Very good idea. I said it without thinking, but your. Her poli-sci professor was going on another one of his misogynistic rants."The wage gap doesn't exist! It's a myth propagated by the elite liberalmedia. If you actually look at the data, you'll see that women just chooseto take less dangerous jobs, and let's be frank, less intellectuallycommanding jobs. Women also get pregnant and therefore have to take moredays off..." He continued to ramble."God, he probably voted for Trump too," Sarah thought to herself as sherolled her eyes. "Why can't. . 'friend'.. is a good size.. especially for someone your age.. also being the first time seeing it" My daughter slowly said assumptively, smiling, getting up on her tip toes to give my cheek a gentle appreciative peck while her palm held onto my chest. "So don't be so embarrassed, mister.." I slightly shook my head chuckling while still looking at the wall as I overhead her words, looking down at her while running a hand through her hair. "No, I am just.. thinking about things..." "Ohh, um... "Calm down toots," the man from behind me said with the most atrociousitalian-new-yorker voice I ever heard... I mean fuck we were fiftymiles from Boston, why the New Yorker accent? But he continued, "Your'daddy-'" Totally said it as if to mock my name for him, "-owes us somemoney. He doesn't seem to be able to pay. We were going to take it outof his hide, but I'm thinking that having you work in one of our clubsmight just earn back his money plus interest."I was more annoyed, his sleeve.