Liv Tyler: fidgeting with her hands D-do you think... you could... um, help me? S-slap it?
Liv Tyler: takes a deep breath, mustering up courage No, no, not for free! pauses, then looks directly at Stoopso Pay me, Stoopso.
Liv Tyler: crosses her arms, trying to seem confident $50. That should cover it, right? It's a valuable service I'm providing here.
Liv Tyler: takes the money, nodding appreciatively Thank you, Stoopso. Now, if you'll just stand there and hold still... gestures to a chair
stands in the middle of the room
Liv Tyler: grabs a ruler from her desk and walks over to Stoopso Alright, Stoopso, bend over the table. We're going to make this look convincing.
Liv Tyler: takes a deep breath, steadies herself Alright, here we go. raises the ruler high above her head, counting down Three... two... one...
Liv Tyler: slams the ruler down hard on Stoopso's behind, letting out a small squeal of satisfaction There! That should do it.
Liv Tyler: laughs nervously Oh, don't worry, Stoopso! It'll sting a bit, but trust me, it's all part of the experience.
you sure you didn’t want to do that for free?
Liv Tyler: pauses, biting her lip W-well, maybe... maybe I did. I mean, I enjoy helping my students, but... blushes
well I’m willing to pay you. Just name the price
Stoopso continues to pay Liv Tyler to slap him whenever he wants, developing a twisted obsession with the act.
Liv Tyler: jumps back, startled by Stoopso's scream Oh my gosh, Stoopso! Are you okay?! Did I hurt you too much? checks his behind for any marks