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way he could let me in, but he was just being nice to me.” Angela got up. “I’ve caused you trouble, and I’m not even a member of your little club. I’ll throw myself out; you don’t need to.”
    He wasn’t going to let her run again that easily. “Wait.”
    She turned and looked at him. “What?”
    “You came here wanting to learn about yourself.” He got up from the desk and stepped forward. “You came here wanting to learn more about the world of BDSM. It’s not something you can explore all by yourself. You need someone who knows what they are doing, especially if you’re a submissive.”
    “Yes.” Angela breathed. He hoped he wasn’t imagining the meaning behind the way she looked at him. Her smile was thin. “Do you have someone you’d like to recommend?”
    There were a number of Doms on the east coast he trusted, people he’d recommend to almost anyone new. Brennan and Charles were two of them. He had no intention of letting any of them play with Angela. “Let me show you, Angela.” He stood close to her now, only a few inches between his chest and hers.
    Her shoulders dropped slightly as some tension went out of them. She looked up at him, and then grinned. “I told Brennan I was your guest, but he couldn’t believe that you wouldn’t have told him.”
    Her grin was infectious. “So basically, you tried to bluff your way past him, my little brat?”
    Angela shrugged. “Well, yeah.” Again, she grinned up at him impudently. “You going to punish me for that?”
    Kent shook his head. Punish her? Nothing could be further from his mind. “Nope. I like a girl with spunk. But next time I’ll let him know you’re my guest. It still seems unlike Brennan to turn you loose in that room, though. Unless he thought you’d come straight to me.”
    Angela didn’t say anything. After a few seconds, she dodged his gaze. There was something more to it than she was letting on. Was she protecting someone, most likely Brennan?
    “Angela, do you want me to be your guide? If you don’t, there are other people who could do it.” He hated putting it that way, because even though he barely knew her he knew that watching her with someone else would be painful. But he was pretty sure of her answer, and it was best if they were absolutely clear about it.
    “No, I would like you to show me.” To his surprise, she sank to the ground in front of him, kneeling, her knees a few inches apart, hands on her thighs. She looked downward.
    His breathing reacted instantly. So did his cock, but he wasn’t going to let it do his thinking for him. “First of all, look up at me. I want your eyes on me at all times, unless I ask you to look elsewhere, understood?”
    Angela looked up and nodded.
    “Secondly, where’d you learn to kneel like that? Books?”
    “I’ve read a few, but no. Genna walked me through it.” The moment the words were out of her mouth she looked as if she’d said something she wasn’t supposed to say.
    “Did she now? Tonight, or have you two been conspiring?”
    Angela hesitated. “Tonight.” She looked away.
    “Eyes.”
    She looked back up.
    “Better. Legs further apart. Hands behind your back. Good posture, back straight, arched slightly back at the top.” He watched as she moved her body at his instruction.
    “Now, I think I can guess the story, but if I’m going to be your guide, I need to be treated with a certain amount of honesty. I need to know what’s going on with you so that I can look after you. Brennan turned you over to Genna when you came in?”
    “Not deliberately, but yes, it turned out that way. It looked like you sent her over.”
    When did I do that? Kent wondered. Then he remembered when Genna was trying to point out someone at the door, and he hadn’t even bothered to look. “And how’d you escape from Genna to Gerald?”
    Again she didn’t respond immediately. “She introduced me,” she said at last.
    That was odd. Genna didn’t like Gerald; in fact