Free Anne's Courage [Le Club 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Skye Michaels

have been trying to slow down myself but with all the properties and the boys. That sounds like they’re still kids, but once they’re your kids, they are always your kids. The sons of my heart if not my body.”
    “That’s true. I have several nieces and nephews, and grands as well. They will always be kids to us. Justin and Jamie seem like exceptional young men. I’m looking forward to enjoying Justin’s polo team. That will be such fun!”
    “Yes, he’s really having a good time putting the team together. I don’t know how he finds the time for all he does. And now a new marriage. I can’t tell you how excited I am about that. Kelly is a wonderful girl and just right for him. Maybe we’ll have some little Devereaus soon. It’s a little early to be counting on that, but I can hope. Jamie says he’s not interested in having a family, but you never know. That could change. Can I interest you in a carriage ride around the farm? I can have one of the grooms hitch up a team, and I can show you the property.”
    “Oh, I would love that! What a perfect way to see everything. I didn’t know you drove,” she said admiringly.
    “Well, I’m a little old to ride. These old bones wouldn’t take well to biting the dust. I don’t think I would bounce like I used to! But a nice drive in the country is perfect. Actually, I’m the one who taught the boys to ride when they were very small. We had little ponies for both of them. Cygnet and Sorrica. They chose the names. I have no idea where they got them. I have to say, they were both absolutely adorable little guys with dark, curly hair and huge, golden-brown eyes. That is when they weren’t busy being absolutely horrible.” He got up and helped Anamaria rise from her chair. He took his cell phone from his pocket and dialed the barn. “Manuel, please have the Shetland team hitched to the pony cart for me. I’m going to take a drive.”
    She smiled at him. “Can I interest you in accompanying me to the opera in Gainesville next Friday? Turandot is playing at the Gainesville Performing Arts Center, and I happen to have tickets.”
    “I would like that. Let’s plan on it,” he said with a smile.

Chapter Thirteen
     
    After several hours of sunbathing and swimming in the black bottom pool, cocktails, snacks, and gossip with the girls, Anne was thoroughly relaxed. The guys had gone to the gym for a workout and a game on the big screen television.
    When the game was over, the three men wandered back out to the pool to reclaim their ladies. Jamie leaned down to Anne’s ear, “How about playing a little game with me, wench,” he whispered, nipping her ear lobe not quite gently.
    “What did you have in mind?” she inquired breathlessly.
    “How about the Medieval Dungeon room?” he murmured so only she could hear. “Get the key, and meet me there. Wear one of the long dresses with the laces in the front. In half an hour?”
    Anne grabbed the required key and marked the room as “in use” on the dry erase board in the club office and went into the wardrobe room to look for one of the long dresses Jamie had requested. She located the one she wanted, quickly changed into it, and hurried to meet him at the Medieval Dungeon which was located behind the Playroom.
    The Playroom was a free-standing building located at the back of the Estate. This was where the hard core BDSM activities took place. The outside had the look of a four-car garage that matched the residence, but inside was a large two-story industrial space. It had all of the BDSM paraphernalia necessary for the bondage and whipping rituals sometimes indulged in by various members who were more seriously into the Lifestyle, including padded tables and benches, chains hanging from the ceiling, and a St. Andrew’s cross with restraints attached. There was a wall of whips, paddles, crops, straps, belts, cuffs, restraints, and other ominous instruments. The Playroom was a large open space, and whatever took place