.” However, before she finished that line I gave her a furious glare and held my finger to her lips, stopping her dead in her tracks.“Don’t even...finish that line if you ever want to see me again,” I stated with an ice-cold voice, emphasizing every word, while shaking my head in a slow, disapproving manner, as I gazed at her.Remember what I said about anybody touching my family? I normally tended to agree with my mother on many things or was at least willing to compromise. However, this was one. You deserve a proper paddling now for disobeying me and touching yourself. This paddle I’m going to use on you now is kind of like a ping pong paddle. It’s a little smaller and made of red leather, to match your pretty bottom. Ok now you are to stay in the position you are in now and not move from there while I paddle you. That’s good.” I felt the sensation of a cold smooth object being run over my bottom whilst at the same time my nipples, already incredibly sensitive were scratching. It's about work. It's a long story." I'm all ears," I replied, settling back into my chair."Do you know why I was picked to be one of Mr. Chase's assistants?" Besides the fact you're wonderful? No. Why?" He can trust me. I treat everything like it was top secret. I always have. I would've had more friends among the secretaries if I'd shared gossip from time to time, but I never did. Trust is very important to me." You are very trustworthy." Yes, I am and so are you. That's one of the things. When Bethany drops us off, she gives me a goodbye peck and thanks me for bringing some excitement into her life. Chelsea and I are alone together for the first time, sitting at the kitchen table having tea. "Well," she says with a pause. "Here we are." "Yes. Welcome to my home." "Thank you, and thanks for all you've done. I suppose you wonder why I locked myself back up and gave you the key." "Yes. You know that you don't have to." "I know that I don't want to abuse your hospitality. This is a.