“There would have been no point in arguing. As you suggested, roles were clearly defined in those days. Yes, I would have been justified in taking your hand, guiding you over my knees and lifting your skirts. If you were very naughty, I would have pulled down your panties and painted your bottom a charming shade of red. Depending of the serious nature of your offenses, I may have had you stand in a corner, holding up your dress and displaying your red cheeks for my pleasure. What have you to say about that, Miss Whitcomb? Still have an affinity for the fifties?” he asked, leaning back in his chair.
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