Slap Happy
SLAP HAPPY – Part 1HE STOOD naked, in the position he had been taught, while awaiting her appearance. That was rigidly upright, his hands clasped behind his back, resting on his bare buttocks. His feet were about a yard apart – an important part of the stance for what he knew was to come.He looked down at his body, and despite himself, felt a tremor of pride run through his athletic, bronzed frame. He worked out every day, often under her supervision. His...