This was a punishment and he knew she was not going to be lenient. The word had barely left his mouth when the cane struck. Tears filled his eyes and ...is strangled cry was almost a scream."One last thing." Raina was saving the worst offense for last. Jaime could hear the anger rising in her voice and began to tremble. "How did you season the two quarts of bechamel that would be used tonight”?"I thought it was nutmeg,” he cried. “They were next to each other. It was an accident. I didn't mean to. I rest against the counter so he can drink in the sight of me. The only light is coming from the surgical lamp above the work table in the center of the room, and I'm on the other side of it. He barely sees me. I lift my hand and curl my finger, beckoning him to me. He smirks his smirks and tears off his leather jacket, dropping is as he comes to me. Before he reaches me I stop him with my foot."Take it off." He looks down at my high heeled foot resting against is stomach. His eyes trace up. Chat continued and I never believed that he is real.Since I did not revealed my details to him I thought to share about my problems. I said all my sorrow to him about the death of my hubby and all. He patiently replied to all my problems and consoled me. His replays made me feel better. I was addicted for his messages and started to wait for his replays. All this happened within a short period of time and I was confirmed that he was a good guy and he would keep up all my secretes. He understood. I sat in my room bored out of my skull. It was Thursday night and I had no money to go to the bars and all my friends were busy with projects or club activities. I was just about to go to bed when there was a knock on my door. "COME IN! It's open!" The door opened and in came Nicole, from my computer programing class. She was rather short, but well build, meaning she wasn't over weight and not over muscled. She was wearing tight black jeans, a baggy sweat-shirt, white tennies and had her hair.