Some of you saw my review of the book and I plan to read the second and third books, as I am already in deep. I am also going to step into my Naughty Philosopher role here. Remember this is a spoof and in no way is meant to use the characters from the book.
The young lady returns home from her Junior Year abroad. Live oaks and a Southern setting.
Her mother greets her when the taxi pulls up on the circular driveway. “Darlin’ ah have missed you terribly.”
Her mother started thinking the wedding of the decade, how she could brag about her daughters great match, royalty, etc.
“That’s nice dear,” her mother said, still planning the wedding, until the words hit her like a Norfolk Southern freight train. “What?! He did WHAT to you? Tell me you are still a virgin. Charles Ravenel Pinckney is so looking forward to seeing you, he’s such a nice boy. Darlin’ ahm not so sure ah heard you correctly. He hit you with a riding crop?”
“Yes, Mama. Ah didn’t realize I enjoyed being so submissive.”
Mama’s iron fist retreated from the velvet glove. “Honey, get in here, now!”
“Tell your daddy what you just told me.”
And you only thought steam rose from people in cartoons. “Git our travel agent on the phone, I reckon I have a trip to make. Ah warned you about that Yankee college. That’s what she was learning on her junior year abroad. Count whats his face will not count for much any more. Young lady, git up to your room, your Mama and I are gonna have a little chat.”
“Darlin, how’d she end up like that?”