"Possibly not, but I'm not about to devote all my time just to catching him doing something sleazy," she said. "If I did that, he might think I had some sort of romantic feelings for him, and we can't risk that can we?"
She laughed, and drained her class. "If it actually came down to it, it would be a swift knee to the tender parts. I wouldn't use my hand on him. What I might consider to be a punch might be, in his eyes, a love tap."
But she was now officially tired of thinking about that horrible little man. "It's not going to hurt is it?" she asked cautiously. Then she thought about it. However bad this hurt, labor was going to be worse. "Yes, let's do it now." Against her better judgement, a smile started spreading across her face.