“That’s outrageous behavior. No one spanks women these days.” He stands from the table and buttons his suit jacket. “Clearly you haven’t been with the right men.” He walks over to me and holds out his hand to help me up from my chair. I smack his hand away and stand myself. “I’ve been with perfect gentlemen, thank you very much.” “And there’s your problem,” JP says, leaning in. “A perfect gentleman isn’t going to make you come the way I can.”
