Louie Jarvis

of apples." "Apples? What kind of apples?" "You know the kind. The good kind! Empire apples. None of those tasteless Cortland's or sour Granny Smiths. Good Empire apples from New York." "Baby, I don't even like apples." "Too bad, you're going to starting eating them. You're not a kid anymore. It's time to clean up your diet." SMACK Heather delivered a firm swat to his ass for his minor back-talk. She grinned deviously while pointing in the direction of the apple bins. Darius was startled by her sudden assault and glanced around nervously, wondering if anyone had witnessed her antics. No one seemed to be looking, this time. "Yes, dear." He plodded off to the carts and tables of fresh fruit, his ass smarting sharply. His pucker and ass cheeks were aching from the last