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looked and saw other authors did that. He thought
he’d give it a try and see how it worked. If he didn’t like it he
could try some other route.
    He had to make covers for the books. He found
a place that had royalty free stock photos. He downloaded a few and
then taught himself to use the photo editing program on the
computer. He liked the covers he made. He couldn’t wait to put a
story out, but he thought he’d wait on that. He’d have to edit a
story first, and he didn’t want to do that tired.
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    Brody woke up early the next day. He was able
to work for a while before breakfast. He felt clear-headed and
good. He supposed that was because of his excitement over the
prospect of publishing. He was a bit disappointed when there was a
nock on his door. He wasn’t that disappointed, though. He was
pretty hungry.
    “I would like for you to start your lessons
with Penny immediately after breakfast,” Ms. Pennington said at the
table, then blew steam off the top of her second cup of coffee.
    “Yes, ma’am.”
    After breakfast he moved to the library.
There, he looked over Penny’s academic file again. She was actually
ahead of Resling, but not by much.
    She showed up a few minutes after he got
there. The little woman stood in the doorway, grinning.
    “Come in,” he said. He turned a chair to face
the chalkboard. “Have a seat.”
    She walked in and plopped down in the chair.
She crossed her arms in front of her and got a “I dare you to,”
look on her face.
    “All right,” he said. “You seem to have some
trouble with reading. I’d like to see where you are.”
    He wrote the word cat on the board.
“Okay,” he said. “What’s this word?”
    “I don’t know,” she said in a childish
voice.
    “Okay. Let’s sound it out. What sound does C
make?”
    “Caaa,”
    “Good. What sound does the a make?”
    “Ahh.”
    “Good. What sound does the t make?”
    “Taa,”
    “Okay. So sound the word out.”
    “Alligator.” She laughed like a child.
    “Hmm?” He thought of what had worked with
Resling. It was worth a try. He moved behind her and put a hand on
her shoulder. “I know you can do it. Sound it out and tell me what
word that is.”
    “Caa. Ahh. Ligator.” She pulled her shoulder
from his hand than giggled wickedly.
    He moved in front of her. He knelt down.
“Listen, Penny. I know you can do this. We can do it the easy way
or we can do it the hard way. I know that you know what the hard
way is too, so let’s just avoid that and learn to read.”
    “No,” she snapped. “I don’t like
reading.”
    “Okay. I’ll give you one more chance. What is
the word?”
    She made an exaggerated motion of putting her
fist on her chin like she was thinking. “Let’s see. The word is,
‘fuck you, Mr. Wakefield.”
    “Hmm. I see then.” He stood up. Did he really
want to do this? Yes he did and no he didn’t. He was nervous and
excited. But whatever he felt, he needed to succeed to keep his
boss happy. And this girl was practically begging for it.
    He stood up. He reached down and gripped her
little arm.
    “Ouch. Stop it.”
    “Say the word.”
    “No. Let go of me.”
    He lifted her up by the arm. “Last chance,”
he said, thinking he might have said that already.
    “I’ll bite you,” she screamed.
    He sat down in the chair. He pulled her over
his knees. She wasn’t a strong girl at all. She squirmed, but he
was able to hold her down with a forearm. And below that forearm
was the biggest part of her. He wasn’t even sure this was legal. He
knew in the outside world a man would go to jail for this. But she
was a prisoner. Was it okay to spank a prisoner? He suppose what
was legal here was what Ms. Pennington said was legal.
    He brought a hand down on that ass. It wasn’t
hard. He was too hesitant for it to be hard. He left his hand
there. He could feel her butt moving under his hand. It was so much
more tone than the one he’d touched yesterday. Both butts had their
own appeal.
    “No,”