1/25/2012 - Photo
And oh how I learn… <remembers the time fondly when she told her Sir He sucked… and sighs softly> There are times and lessons… and ways that He teaches me… He lays down the law -just- right…
His raised eyebrow was her first warning, but she was riding the high of the tease too much, and missed it. The little smile that curled his lips just so was her second, but she was laughing too hard to properly notice. She just carried on laughing, carried on poking a bit of fun, and he just smiled.
An hour later, he was still smiling. Her laughter, however, had died away quite some time ago. The cane didn’t come out often, but when it did she learned to shut her mouth and get seriously quickly. Make her bottom lip at home between her teeth, and to grab onto the nearest bit of fabric and clench her fist.
It was all well and good having a little fun with him, and they both knew that. It was just about how far she took it, and how the tone was. Sometimes she went too far, sometimes she didn’t. And, as time went on, each little indiscretion made the times she went too far a little more infrequent.
She’d learn. She’d learn because he was such a good teacher.