I actually covered my mouth to keep in the words that I couldn't believe were pouring out. It did no good--my eyes gave me away. And maybe something about the set of my jaw...
The stick hurt, but it didn't help.
As he held my face under the shower, I had one of those reactions. You know, the kind where you can't believe it's happening, and your brain is frantically telling you to stfu before you drown because you're an idiot? No, just me then?
I couldn't even breathe. And I was ready to behave. And I was remorseful. It just...Came out!
And under I went. Again. The look on his face was totally incredulous, and disturbingly determined.
He got what he wanted.
I was not obstinate, and I certainly wasn't laughing.