Follow the tale of a seasoned feminist that despises commitment and thinks submission is best left in the 1950’s. When she falls on hard times, she has no choice but to move in with her polar opposite sister. Sparks fly and all hell breaks loose when she meets a particularly dominant friend of the family; a man set on taking her, spanking her, and claiming her for his own.
“So…is that fish and chips I smell cooking?” he asked, turning to my sister. “It sure is, babe.” she replied grinning from ear to ear. “My darling sure treats me good.” he said, looking at me. Oh Gawd. I thought I would throw up. “Girls, set the table for your mother. I’ll be in my study. Just let me know when it’s ready.” he said then, kissing Anne on the forehead before leaving. Is this s**t for real? It was as if my sister was straight out of a 1950’s sitcom. “How do you deal with that?” I couldn’t help but ask. “Deal with what?” she asked, playing dumb. “You know! Him treating you like you’re less than he is?”