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still wanted more. I’m something of a black sheep. Trying to use my power and influence for good.”

“A benefit of which, skinny dipping is an option,” I clarified.

“Absolutely.”

I hadn’t dressed after the bath, and I couldn’t deny the convenience of going straight from the house into the lake without the usual changing in between. Even though I’d been there for a while, we’d had yet to go down to the dock, which I could see from the kitchen window. I was to do what Ryan wanted however and that morning at breakfast was the first time he’d broached the idea.

The dishes done, one of the few shared chores in the house, we went out onto the porch to wait for the conventionally appointed time. I didn’t quite have the heart to tell him just how much bullshit the half hour before swimming was. An old wives tale, somehow believed by generations of gullible young wives despite the utter lack of any proof. Still, it was a nice day to be out in the sunshine, no matter how silly the reasoning that led to it.

Ryan took my hand, waking me from the light doze the gentle movement of the rocking chair had lulled me into. With the sure steps of an experienced hiker, he shepherded me down to the long dock, stretching out into the sparkling water.

With one firm tug, the belt of the robe gave way falling open around be, before dropping from my shoulders to the dock. The sun kissed me like a gentle lover, as Ryan unbuckled and removed my collar.

“Water isn’t great for leather,” he said, before I could ask.

I wasn’t sure if it was true, cows being covered in leather and all, but I wasn’t about to argue, it all felt way too good. Ryan stepped out of my way, symbolically setting me free, at least for a while. Allowing me the space to get a run at it before cannonballing into the sun-warmed water.

It felt wonderful, absolutely free, moving around the lake, surrounded by water on all sides. I could see land too but, except for that right in front of me, where the dock was attached, it would take a good bit of swimming to get to them. Of particular interest was a small, treed island in the distance. I didn't want to leave Ryan, the very idea stabbing a distinct pain in my chest. Though my sense of adventure, latent since childhood, eaten down by the the crucial realities of the world, had gone through a miraculous rebirth, driving me forward into the unknown.

I wasn’t as good as I used to be. When I was a kid I could swim for miles, or at least what felt like it, without even getting tired. I made it to the island alright, but barely, all the oxygen seeming to have been expended from my body as I lay down on the grassy shores. The distance back to the dock, and to Ryan, seeming longer than it had before.

I knew I had to get back. Ryan would be mad at me if I didn’t, I just didn’t know how I was going to. It had taken every last bit of strength I’d had to get there. Fatigued was an understatement for how I was feeling when I finally stopped to check. The last thing I remembered was Ryan coming toward me, helming a canoe.

Chapter Six

The cold had returned. Nothing under my hand but the cool smoothness of the sheet as I reached out for Ryan’s familiar comfort. It was dark out, but I couldn’t tell what time it was. Could I have passed out all day? I peeked under the covers.

Yep, still naked, except my collar was back on. I touched it lightly, tracing the spot where the stiff leather met my tender skin. It felt familiar in a pleasant way. Like a smell that brought you back to a better time. I’d noticed its absence while I was out for my doomed swim, but not in a positive way.

Ryan’s reasoning for taking it off was likely sound, but I was still glad to have it back on. Its soft squeeze like a constant hug.

Unselfconsciously, I slipped out from under the covers and went in search for Ryan. I wanted to see him, to touch him, to let him know I was okay. It was probably still too early for us to fuck, but if we could, I would’ve like to that too.

He did not sound happy. Not angry but sad, his voice emphatic without reaching the point of a yell. It still scared me but for a very different reason. Far more afraid of what Ryan might do to himself, knowing he would never hurt me.

I tried to make out what he was saying, but the door to his office was closed, muffling the sound. I was just about to put my ear to the door when the shouting stopped.

“It’s okay, you can come in.”

Realizing he was talking to me, I opened the door and peeked in. Ryan was sitting on the couch as benign as ever.

“I hope I didn’t wake you,” he said, scrubbing roughly at his face.

“No, I was already awake, you were gone.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. An, er, emergency came up. I had to make a call.”

“It sounded important.”

“No, except maybe to me.”

I went over to the couch and took him into my arms, Ryan putting his head onto my shoulder. We must have looked ridiculous, based on height difference alone.

“It sounded bad,” I pressed.

“No, not really, nothing that can do any damage. Just some silly nightmares is all.”

“Does it happen a lot?” I asked, no stranger to nightmares myself.

“Every night, since I was young. There was no real help then. Feelings and problems weren’t really things to be talked about,

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