“Mr. Zeklos, do you have permission to be in this part of the dorm?” “No, sir.” “Do you know the rules about male and female interactions around here?” “Yes, sir.” “Then I suggest you get out of here as fast as you can before I turn you over to someone who will punish you accordingly. If I ever see you like this again”—Dimitri pointed to where I cowered, half-dressed, on the couch—“I will be the one to punish you. And it will hurt. A lot. Do you understand?” Jesse swallowed, eyes wide. None of the bravado he usually showed was there. I guess there was “usually” and then there was being held in
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