When I tried to push him away, he gently took my hand in his mouth, and tried to pull me off the bed. When I resisted, he whined, running to the door ...f the small spare bedroom, and pausing to look at me. ‘Oh for Pete’s sake. Steven never told me you had ambitions of becoming Lassie. What is it? Did Timmy fall down the well again?’ The dog whined and wiggled through the narrow crack in the door, then put his head back through to stare at me again. ‘Okay! Okay. Just give me a minute, would you?’. Once he got home he would continue the fantasy until he finally found release. Of course, one day, Thomas saw Shelia. Shelia had all but given up hope of finding someone to love her. She had tried a one-night stand only to change her mind at the guy’s apartment. His disappointment punctuated by cursing and words like ‘tease’ and ‘slut’ and ‘cunt’. Shelia was done with men at after that. Her girlfriends had consoled her. One had even made a pass that was gently, but firmly, rejected. Shelia had. She felt both the nibble on her breast and the penetration of his finger at the same time. He could feel her inhale deeply. She was ready for him to take her but to shy to ask. He could sense her excitement with his mouth and his hand so he looked up and into her eyes. Her request was obvious as she managed a smile, then closed her eyes. She could feel his body move over her and opened her thighs to accept him. She could not see but knew that he was kneeling between her legs. She moved her. She said no, but she often fantasised about such a situation. I explained that I had been watching porn and was feeling a little frisky. She said the same thing had happened to her, which was why she had come to the bar to see if anyone was around.She told me that she enjoyed porn and often masturbated while she watched. The wine was certainly working! My erection was staring to reawaken and I had to shift my position to conceal it. Of course she noticed and asked if I was turned on. I agreed.