Chapter 14 by Johanna

Does she agree?

It’s a “date”

Finally the blonde finds whatever it was she was looking for in your expression and nods. You have only just met her, but you already suspect such pauses are uncharacteristic for the energetic girl. “Tell you what, you can just make me one,” she proposes, drawing her phone out with the speed of a cowboy reaching for his revolver and literally tossing it to you. You actually make the catch. “Just enter your address into a new contact, I’m running the last thing for today, will be free in an hour, two at most.”

You do as told and double-check the details. Not only you want this to happen, but an intentional error to avoid punishment will result in a judicial caning - an event you would rather pass, at least for now. Once you are sure the girl will be able to find you you return her the phone and in exchange get a business card, identifying your soon-to-be spanker as Chloe Johnson, a junior research journalist in one of the nation’s leading papers. Damn, no wonder the girl is so burning with energy if she was able to get into such a place at her age. With brief but warm goodbyes you part ways as she rushes off and you stay a moment to slip her card into your bag.

"You know, I met my husband like that", you suddenly hear. The lady sitting on the bench has been watching the proceedings, it turns out. "He had to spank me for cutting a line and I suggested doing it back in the dorm". She smiles nostalgically. "Of course, if you are after just a spanking, please forget everything I just said." You smile back.

"We'll see how it goes", you say.