“Because I wanted to read it.”
“You’re one of those . . .” he spat out.
“Those what!” I spat back.
“Whores.”
“There are no whores, there are only women,” I leveled my best response at him.
“Sure. That’s the way the rules are, but everyone knows better. Is this the life you want? Is this why you’re always after me to take your ass and spank you? Why you climb on my lap and play slut? Why you dream up this depravity to trade for virtue?” He spoke with such disdain.
Unmoved, I replied, “What would be the harm in it?”
“I hate it Chloe. I hate the way you come on to me now, throwing your lust at me. She was not a saint,” he said pointing to the volume in my hand. “She was a woman who groveled at the feet of men and ruined them. She took sacred things and defamed them. Nothing but a depr
