“Well, she doesn’t need to buy these cotton balls and polish remover. I’ll be more than happy to take her back in the back and remove it myself...for free.” Aly said will a shit-eating grin on her face.Then she turned to me, took my hand and started to drag me to the back of the store. I thought of pulling back but then everyone was staring at me and I didn’t want to make a bigger scene then I already was. We went through the employee-only door and straight into an office where Aly spun around. Instead, I told him,"No, really, I'm supposed to meet my... Mistress... here. She shouldhave stopped in earlier. She was shopping for a corset." I almost saidthat it was for me, but decided that he didn't need to know that. Idescribed her to him and he gave me a blank look."Sorry, honey, but I haven't seen anyone like that, and I've been herefor hours. Maybe you should try that OTHER shop." Th... there's two ones like this?" No. There's this one and then there's..." He shrugged. "What the hell do you mean you can't find her?" Stephen fumed at the apologetic guard. "What do you think she is - a goddam BRIDE late for her WEDDING?" Matters were not helped when Imran made an unfortunate comment about it being the first Collaring he'd ever heard of where a master had been 'stood up at the brazier by his own slave'! "Dammit - where's Marek? Oh never mind - I'll find him myself!"Master Imran winked at the shame-faced young guard. "A bad case of pre-collaring nerves," he. We left, returned home and then had several drinks there. After a little bit we both decided to go out anyway. My wife, Karen, loves to dance and while I appease her at times I would rather play pool than dance. Consequently when we go out She dances a lot and I play pool.We arrived at a dance club that featured a live band while she danced I played pool at a small table in the back. A guy at the bar invited us to private party where he said there were a large pool table and a lot of dancing. I.