Here for Shaye
need an excuse.
     
    Yours,
    Robert Hart
    P. S. I'll miss you.
     
    Shaye slammed the trunk closed, and hopped on top of
it, wincing when her sore ass hit the warm metal. Later in the
afternoon, at home, her back to the mirror, she would admire his
work but for now, she read his note again. He'd miss her. Miss her!
She cupped her face and laughed then let the pretty sky bathe her
face. It was a good morning after all. Damn him. Beside her Dallas
snorted, holding back laughter.
    “Did you know?"
    "Dude," he held up his palms, "he was worried last
night. It was like you were in a coma. Wow, crazy shit, so when he
finished up tending, cleaning you up, he got to work around the
tent. Man on a mission, all caveman and shit. Said he'd make you
pay for it. I think he was having fun though. He seemed like
it."
    "And you? What were you doing?"
    "Eating burgers." He shrugged. "Man can cook, but
needed more hot sauce. Saved you some in my cooler." He hopped off
the trunk, and headed for the passenger seat. "Come on, let’s head
out."
    Shaye drove home, air conditioning to maximum, rock
station playing in the background. Once in a while, she stole a
quick glance at her lap where a note and a leather collar with a
new tag rested safely on her bare legs. Sir bought two collars. One
for the weekend and one for the keeps. Gotta love a sadist. She
thumped her head on the headrest and smiled. Serving Sir was an
adventure. He made her feel sexy, used, and dirty, but never freaky
or different. Dallas was there for her, too. She took her friend's
hand and squeezed, acknowledging his support.
     
     
    - THE END -

ABOUT THE AUTHOR
    Born and
raised in a non-English speaking household, Misty fluently curses
in all languages available to her and parties with the characters
in her books after she's picked up dolls, puzzles, and legos from
the tiled floors of a home she shares with her Husband
     
    ...and kids.
     
    Shadowed under humor, her books often touch the dark
side but hey, there's always romance and, after a series of
dreadful events, a Happily Ever After where ponies fly over
rainbows.
     
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