And now her Master was going to put one on her and there was nothing that she could do about that!“One of the previous passengers on this ship used ...his collar. I think that it will fit you. Pull your hair back out of the way so that I can put this on you.”He said one of the previous passengers. This ship must be a slave ship used to transport Negro slaves from Africa and he was going to collar her with a collar that was used on some other poor girl! Brianna complied and pulled back her hair. I took a step toward him and Tredwell held his hand up to stop me. "Wait. Don't hurt me, please." You pathetic bastard, you had better start telling me the truth right now," I said."I am. Let me finish. I have only been playing tennis with Megan. That's all I have been able to get her to do," Tredwell said."So you admit that you had other plans?" Yes. I was supposed to seduce her but I haven't been able to get past playing tennis with her." What do you mean when you say you were supposed to. You’d have to earn the right to see me in my shortest one.”“I arrived at the game before you, and was waiting at our seats for your arrival. I left my coat done up because I wanted you to be the first to see what I was wearing. I bought a bag of popcorn and two cans of pop, and was holding them as you came down our row. I held out my arms and we had a brief hug.”“I told you I’d buy the popcorn, hope diet coke is alright.”“Diet is just fine. If there’s a fight in the game, I’ll hide the. Too bad all of the men here tonight looked as if they were just up for drowning their sorrows in vodka and scotch. One man had approached her, but had moved on when she made it clear that he wouldn’t be bedding her in his wildest dreams. Maybe she wasn’t cut out for a hot affair. All of her life Camryn had been the ‘good girl.’ Always playing by the rules, and always losing to those who didn’t. She told herself that all she needed for her holiday blues to dissipate was a hot guy to cling to all.