Mrs. Sanders excused herself from the trip the next morning saying she wasn’t feeling well, and Aunt Katherine stayed back to help her and so Anna a...d Chris were left with Angela on the trip. They felt like they were set up but they decided to go on with the plan and rented a boat with crew so they didn’t need to do much other than sit and enjoy themselves. Anna had packed a cold lunch. They talked about the weather, the birds they saw, the water shining, and how happy they were. They shared. "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 muttered before retreating to the sanctuary of the masters' library."You... ? Marek took. Then I added about 4 slices of the turkey, put 2 large dill pickles and a piece of lettuce. I then spread mustard over the other slice of bread and presto he had lunch. I fixed myself a sandwich brought it over with some chips and sat down. He had waited for me to sit before he started eating which I thought was cute and sweet.We talked and talked as we ate and upon finishing our sandwiches and our lemonade we sat there staring at each other. Can you say awkward. So, I asked if he would like to. Sometimes they openly stated it, or cloaked it in a vague innuendo, but as time progressed, what they shared became more and more intense. He teased her about mailing him photographs of her - it became a game of wills each trying to guide the other into a corner. Upon exchanging photos, he gained knowledge of what she looked like, seeing her in her lingerie so often that he even had favourite pieces. He knew the colors and the designs. He could picture in his mind the way her fingers looked as.