Chapter Thirteen
Goodbye
Destiny’s last shift at The Lodge was a Saturday, but she promised Paul and Lisa they would have private time together in the champagne room. They fixed collars around their necks, Paul’s that claimed him as Destiny’s and Lisa’s plain one. Paul took her hand and squeezed before opening the door for her to enter the club.
Lisa appeared far less nervous than Paul had felt the first time he’d walked into The Lodge with a collar on. They sat at a table back from the stage and ordered drinks. Paul held Lisa’s hand across the table and smiled, but he let go when Destiny appeared. “Aww, how cute, a collar boy and a collar girl.” She looked at Lisa. “Are you mine tonight?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Lisa said, and Paul felt a rush of mixed feelings. She sounded so timid, he w
