Chapter Three
The drive home was miserable. My ass was a mass of dark black and blue bruises with thick, hard welts across it. I remember hearing the words years ago, “I’ll spank you so hard, you won’t sit down for a week.” It took a good many years to find out what he meant.
As I got to my door, Marti was leaving her apartment.
“A little late, aren’t you?” she asked.
Jokingly I said, “Nope, right on time.”
“I’m going out for a run. Want to join me?”
“No, not this morning. We’ll do it another day. Promise. Have fun.”
She went her way, and I went mine. I would have loved to run with her, but my ass was way too sore to even attempt it. It would take a couple of weeks for the dark colored bruises to go away. I decided a long hot shower would help. It did. I spent most of the day lying
