In fact the land is so flat he considered no locks would be required between El Said and Lake Timsah.”Rollo consulted the sheet of paper he held in ...is hand. He drove a measuring pole into the thin soil at the edge of the lake and then took a bearing due north. “If one continued Pare’s line of sight from El Said it would terminate here, on the northern shore of the lake. We will start mapping from this base line up to Al-Sharqîya, Colonel. Shall we begin?”We made good progress, with Rollo and I. There was something unreadable in gray eyes, as Xavier was inspecting him without a word. He wasn’t hurrying to take Ayn out of his clothes this time around, either.“They ... fit you well,” Xavier murmured, mostly to himself.Of course they did. This was how he had used to dress as a free man. Xavier finally got up and reached Ayn. Pulling at the lapels of the black leather jacket, the master dragged his slave in for a kiss. Hungry hands did not try to undress the beautiful body. Instead, Xavier. I sat on the old iron chair in your garden and waited, smoking, the rain starting to drizzle down around me. It took you 15 minutes to get home, I was shivering a bit by then and you pulled me close to warm me up, kissing me and opening the door to get us inside and out of the weather.I sat at your kitchen table as you turned up the heating and put on the kettle for some coffee. We'd both been out at Christmas parties and the tequila (mine) and the wine (yours) was making us both a little. .. looking for something I may never find." Well, if I may suggest, I often find when something is well and truly lost, the best way to find it is to look for something else. Though that does lead to always not knowing the location of at least something." So you're saying I should look for something else and hope I find the key?" What I'm saying is that the worst that can happen is that you find something else valuable." I suppose that's hard to argue with." Lara mused as she leaned back in her.