“All right, Olivia, let’s take care of the matter,” he said, returning to clear the table.
She swallowed hard. “Yes, sir.”
“Go to the living room and stand in the corner, and wait for me.”
“Corner? You-you want me to have… corner time? That’s embar… I mean, yes, sir.”
Plodding to the room, she remembered her promise, and so she took up the position. It was humiliating and she just wanted to get it over with as soon as possible. For close to ten minutes, she just stood there, hands sliding up and down her little jeans shorts, and then came his heavy footsteps. She stiffened and stood up straight, but didn’t turn or even look around.
“Olivia, come here and lie across the arm of the couch.”
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