“Good god!” Marty shook his head. “Even I didn’t think you’d be that stupid. Didn’t I warn you?”
“Why did you tell him?” Dana scolded her friend.
“I’m not going to be dishonest,” Chris said, adamantly.
“Well, at least one of you has some sense,” Marty charged. His often flashing eyes were now narrowed, gleaming darkly. While he’d seemed much their same age nights before, he appeared every bit ten years older now, just like a stern parent. They felt like kids, naughty brats exposed for their foolish behavior.
“So, what are you planning to do?” Dana asked. She was quite certain that Marty wouldn’t dare spank her with Chris around. After all, the man was obviously interested in her red-headed friend, and spanking was an unlikely courtship ritual.
Marty glowered at them both. It w
