“Nude beaches? Really? I’m surprised. She is so…fair.”
“She’s absolutely Goth pale! She just slathers herself up with SPF50. She just loves showing off her body.”
“And yet she came to me with body-image issues. Ironical, isn’t it?”
“That was that prick Chad that she dated. He did a number on her, but she’s obviously OK now.”
“Obviously,” said Paul, and they both laughed again.
“Kat,” Paul began again, “I have to go out of town on business tomorrow. I regret that there will be another break in your training—when you are making such fine progress. I want you to think about what I said about moving you to stage-two training.”
“And Meg?” Kat queried.
“I don’t think that will be an issue, but leave that to me, slave.”
“Yes, Master. When will you return?”
“I’ll be back a week from Thurs
