Dr. Thorpe leaned forward in the chair and here I saw his eyes scan my body from head to toe, as if he was deliberating what sentence should be handed out for my transgression.
“I’m glad you find it all so reasonable, Claudia. Now...” his fingers tapped together at the tips. “What should your punishment consist of?”
“...I, I don’t know Dr. Thorpe,” I shrugged.
“Well, since you’re up and about already, why don’t we have you do some housecleaning. Yes, that sounds good.”
“You want me to... clean your house?” I questioned, feeling annoyed yet somewhat relieved by the judgment.
“Yep. You’re a nice looking girl. You could probably do well learning how to clean a man’s house. It might come in handy for you later in life,” he grinned.
So, he’s a bit sexist as well as tyrannical! Though it w
