No

“No thank you, Miss Izzy,” Alexa said.

“Suit yourself,” Isabel said. “Oh I should take a picture of you in the tub like those mothers do to their cute little babies.”

Isabel pulled out a camera and Alexa’s eyes widened. “W-wait.”

“Play with your rubber duck and smile or I’ll spank you and take a picture of that instead,” Isabel said. “You could have had bubbles if you wanted modesty.”

Alexa’s eyes watered in embarrassment, but she took the rubber duck and looked into the camera a smile on her face as Isabel snapped a few pictures. “P-please, Miss Izzy. Don’t show anyone those pictures.”

“I’ll do whatever I want with them,” Isabel smiled as she booped Alexa’s nose. “But don’t worry. You look adorable.”

Alexa wanted to cry as Isabel put the camera away and grabbed a washcloth. “Miss Izzy, can I please bathe myself.”

“Little girls don’t clean themselves,” Isabel answered. “After your little accident, you need it.”

Alexa blushed. “Y-yes, Miss Izzy,” Alexa said.

Just then, the doorbell rang. “Alright, Lexi. You stay here and play with your rubber ducky. I’ll be right back,” Isabel said.

“Yes, Miss Izzy,” Alexa said as she played with her rubber ducky.