The Sadist

Summary

My desk mate, Tiffany, is basically a princess. On the last day of school before summer break, she asked me, "Should I go to Paris or Tokyo for the next three weeks?"

I asked her, "Should I go back to my grandma's in Idaho to dig potatoes or detassel corn? Eight hours a day, two hundred bucks, cash."

Tiffany, in a fit of pity, offered me a gig. She said her cousin, also a rising high school senior, had a serious gaming addiction. Apparently, he was desperate for someone to discipline him, to literally beat the addiction out of him. He wanted to hire a tutor who could get physical.