After his stormy end, he failed asleep almost immediately and she remained alone with herself in her dissatisfaction. She was feeling sadness. She was...hoping that with him the things would be different. Yes, but not. He appeared to be same selfish and egoistic stud like everyone else. Taking his pleasure, he didn’t care about her passion at all. In the beginning of the evening all was perfect. He was showing himself like a perfect, gallant gentleman and she started to hope that the end will be. Gwen, being British, couldn't vote. News of atrocities that the Germans were committing filled the newspapers and some magazines. Bayoneting babies and older citizens under their control told of pain and suffering under the Kaiser. These proved to be untrue after the war was over but at that time the American people believed it. Even some German merchants suffered from lost business as men and women went out of their way to buy from people who were not of German descent."This is delicious,". ‘It’s definitely good. Because you’re special. And I like you.’ Sarah’s cheeks turned red. ‘Wow. Thank you. I like you, too.’ She said. They walked in silence for a moment. ‘I had a good time tonight, Wyatt.’ Sarah said. Wyatt smiled. ‘Me too.’ Just then, they reached Sarah’s house. Wyatt said, ‘Actually, I have something I want to ask you.’ Sarah looked slightly up at him since he was taller. ‘Well, I’ve enjoyed these last few dates, and I think you have, too. So, I was wondering if you’d want. And she winked.Me: you know me man. You need lot more to please me here.She: no. I don’t need to.Me: what else do you know?She: nothing much. Let’s sleep now.Me: alright.And we closed the door and shut the light. We had to sleep on bench only. So we were leaning on the bench facing each other sitting next to each other. There was different atmosphere there.Me: I know which bra you wear on every different day.She: oh man goes to sleep now.And she closed my eyes with little hand movement. Her.