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either. At least she hoped not. As sexy as Brennan was—and he was built, there was no doubt about that—she didn’t really fancy submitting to him.
    “What is it, dear?” asked Genna, stopping after one step and turning back to face Angela.
    “I’m not here as Brennan’s date, but…he let me in because he wanted to, I guess.”
    “Well, one way or the other, he’s responsible for your behavior,” said Genna. Then she shrugged. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to imply that you’d be anything but proper. But my guess, from when I saw you before, is that you’re rather new at all this.”
    “Yes, that’s true.”
    “And when you’re new, it’s nice to have a good, firm, experienced, guiding hand. Are you sure you don’t want Brennan?”
    The door behind them opened. “You know I can hear every word. It’s not like this wall is very thick,” said Brennan. “I’m sure she doesn’t want me.”
    “She’s why—” started Genna, and then clamped her mouth shut.
    “Yes, exactly.”
    “I’m why what?” asked Angela.
    Genna grinned at Brennan, ignoring her. “I’ll take the indirect approach.”
    “You and your games.” Brennan shook his head, obviously half-amused. “But I won’t pretend you’re not good at it. Angela?”
    “Yes?”
    “Remember, relax, and have fun.” Brennan winked at her, and closed the door again.
    “Come with me, Angela, and I’ll introduce you around. There’s some other people here who aren’t paired up, including some Doms.”
    “Uh, okay,” said Angela. “I’m just curious, really, I’m not looking for some guy to screw.”
    Genna smiled. “BDSM doesn’t always have to be about sex. Sometimes it’s very rewarding when it isn’t. You’ll see.”
    “I’m not even going to take my clothes off for anyone.”
    “That’s called a limit, love. Everyone has limits, but especially subs. Make yours very clear to whoever you play with, and you should be okay. Call the club safe word, loud and clear, if anyone violates the limits you’ve agreed to, and we’ll come running. The Doms know it, too, and don’t want to lose their club memberships. Don’t consent to anything heavy, like single-tails or electrical play, your first time here. You’ll be safe. I’ll be looking after you. And I’ll alert the other monitors to look out for you, too.”
    Angela glanced over at Kent, but he wasn’t paying any attention to her. She sighed, and guessed that he wasn’t interested. That didn’t mean she was going to back out on her one and possibly only chance to find out more about the world of BDSM. She should have grabbed Brennan when she had a chance, maybe, but she didn’t think he really wanted to do anything with her, either.
    She’d have to make the best of it. She smiled back at Genna. “Lead on.”
    Genna led her to where a dark-haired man dressed in leather pants and a black shirt leaned against the wall. “Gerald, Sir, I’d like you to meet Angela.”
    Gerald looked her up and down, and a faint smile crossed his lips. “Well. Angela. Pleased to meet you.”
    “Thank you, Sir,” she said, taking her cue from Genna.
    “Angela is quite new, and she has some strong limits,” said Genna.
    “Really?” said Gerald, who looked amused. “Not sure why you’re bringing her by me, then.”
    Genna’s eyes glittered. “I have my reasons. But above all, Angela isn’t here for sex, and a lot of people around here think that BDSM is just kinky foreplay. You’re one of the ones who knows better, Sir.”
    “Yeah.”
    “She needs someone experienced, Sir.”
    “Good point.”
    Angela listened to the conversation, her eyes opening wide. Genna’s appeal to the man’s ego was so obvious. And so effective. Each time she flattered him and said the word “Sir,” Gerald warmed to her chain of thought a little more. Gerald wasn’t her fantasy man, but then she couldn’t expect a fantasy man to exist in real life. Although Kent had come awful close, and I ran away