“What do you want then?”

“I want you to accept a punishment from me.”

From her expression, that took her back. “A punishment? What does that mean?”

“You’re not getting off scot-free. That’s done nothing for your attitude but worsen it. I think what you need, Lisa, is some good old- fashioned discipline. Sadly, your mother doesn’t provide it, and my father wouldn’t discipline you, not at this age. Me, though? That’s another story.” I held up my right hand and she looked at it, her expression wary. “In fact, my hand’s been itching to spank that ass of yours for some time now.”

At first, she stared, mouth hanging...