I was at the door 3 minutes late. It couldn't be that bad, right? Morris opened the door and let me inside without saying a word. I knew then that the three minutes would cost me, and waited, quivering.
He eyed me and blurted, "It's the third time you've been late. Angela, you have two options. Either you leave, or I'll punish you."
"What kind of punishment?"
"If you choose to stay, I'll show you. Not before you make up your mind."
My heart was pounding 120 times per minute, but I didn't want to leave. Morris's dominant personality and the way he caused me such pleasure the other evening were engraved in my brain. I knew that if I left now, he wouldn't see me again. I was starting to fall for him...
"I'll have the punishment," I mumbled and lowered my head.
"Smart choice. Remove your
