Chapter Seven
By this time, it was almost a year since Roland and I had first met. Our relationship had developed remarkably. Though doubtless there were further refinements he wished to make, I was in effect now fully trained. His comment to Mark that my training was not complete was true only in the sense that the intrusion of a third party into our relationship was not something which had been discussed or prepared for. But in every other respect, I was proud to think that I was the finished article, obedient to Roland in every way he wished, and practised in all the arts of submission. We shared an apartment, and there had even been talk of marriage. I saw the future stretching blissfully ahead. Little did I know what twists and turns there would be along the road.
One evening, Rolan
