“Hey!” Jeannine said and threw a savage full on face slap across a cheek. “What did I tell you, Erin? We’re not negotiating here. There’s only one thing I want out of your mouth.”
Erin’s head lolled to the side and her eyes almost rolled back into her head from Jeannine’s sudden correction. Erin blinked a few times, as if sight slowly returned. Behind me, lured by Jeannine’s ringing slap, people started to gather.
To me Jeannine said, “I really can’t give you a hands on teaching session. Not now. But you can assist. Just hang near the table and follow my lead. Think you can do that?”
I said quietly, “Sure.”
“Good boy.”
Jeannine got to work. Donning a pair of tight leather gloves she lightly stroked Erin’s pale skin, like one would caress a piece of fragile art. Erin’s eyes squeezed sh
