Caught Ch. 04

It's amazing how hard it is for people to break a hard habit. A couple of days later I was at the university and Simone and a couple of her friends came past. Simone spotted me and made a rude crack about wimps who couldn't even find a football field let alone go on one. Her friends giggled and they went on their way.

I had Simone's phone number. I gave her a call.

"Simone, your manners are appalling," I said quietly. "I think you need to come to my studio this evening for a reminder about how a young lady should behave."

"And if I don't," she asked, obviously waiting for me to mention photos.

"I'll make a note that I owe you a spanking," I said, "but it would be polite to keep your account current and collect it today."

"Do you think I'm going to come around, knowing you want to, to. . ."

Her voice trailed away. I grinned. There were some things she wouldn't want to say where her friends could hear.

"Well, obviously I can't make you," I said, "but you were rude today so you should collect the spanking today. I'll expect you about seven."

With that I hung up. I love getting the last word. Too bad I didn't get it this time. My phone beeped a message. It was short and succinct.

"No way, you bastard."

Maybe, maybe not. I knew that I'd be in my studio at seven.