Chapter Three
The drive to Hermosillo was going to be a long one and they would have to leave at night, so after the workout Lucinda returned to the family home, showered, and excused herself to her bedroom to sleep before the trip. She said nothing to anyone about the uncanny set of circumstances during the workout session, but within her, secret thoughts churned.
She could not believe what Manolo had done to her, nor did her reaction make sense. Were they falling in love, or was it just some needle prick of lust?
In the bathroom, she had inspected the damage done to her rear. There was still discoloring and some soreness, but the spanking had not been as bad as she had thought. It was odd, too, how Manolo seemed to have enjoyed that as much as the actual act of s*x that did not transp
