And, James, I had better not see any creases ironed into those end-table cloths when you’re finished. You do know what will happen, don’t you?”
“Yes, Amanda, I know. I promise to be very careful.”
Ever since Jimmy’s new step-mother found (or planted?) that pair of her panties in his closet and threatened to report the incident to his father, who happened to be stationed overseas at the moment, she had taken full advantage of the situation. In fact, it wasn’t long before she was blackmailing him into acceding to her every whim, and it was odd how each new whim always seemed to involve the imposition of some new feminine chore or personal task or article of clothing upon the poor slender lad.