he had sat down next to Cyril, The maid-slave pulled down over his lap. As the Song began he lightly patted her backside with the bamboo paddle, getting the beat and anticipating the tempo change before he pulled his arm up. However a thought occurred to him<strong>"Actually Cyril, if i recall, tonight there is a large dinner party going on. It may not be best to punish her now.. least she be unable to perform her duties fully during the meal. I think perhaps we should wait.. at least until after the dinner."</strong>he said to him, he smiled devilishly<strong>'Who knows, Perhaps I can talk to my father and arrange this to be a sort of performance for after the meal."</strong><br/><br/>He, regrettably, pulled Evie back up off of his lap. "I'm afraid that if we indulge in this now we would be late for the dinner, we both need time to get ready... or at least I do."[/b] he said. Patting his friends shoulder he stood up, giving Evie a peck on the cheek he gave her bottom a solid smack, though not one that would leave a mark, with the paddle<strong>'One as a promise of the punishment to come Evie."</strong>he said before departing to get cleaned and changed in time for dinner.