It had been such an odd series of events that brought him into the orbit of Delilah. Mistress Delilah, the snug feeling of leather around his neck rem...nded him.She'd been absolutely right. Sean felt a million times better the second he put the collar on. Why was that? Was it because he felt so alone in this unbelievably odd place? Or was it something else? Delilah was drop dead sexy, amazingly confident, yet undeniably warm and disarming. He'd never met anyone like her. Sean had never thought. Two lifeguards waved but turned their attention back to the ocean. There were only four people in the water. An older man, my dad’s age, was giddily splashing around with three women whose combined age was less than his. He yanked off a blue bikini top and threw it away. Closer at hand, girls on stand-by worked on their tans. Waitresses in grass skirts held empty trays waiting on a sign. The sand castle builders’ attentions were called back to the three young men they were serving. There were. ’ ‘Well, it’s not my fault we’re alone in your bedroom. Let’s go to the library or something, that way I’ll be less tempted.’ I agreed and I packed my stuff and drove us to the library. We chose a relatively empty part of the library since we didn’t want to disturb the others around us. We were most likely going to chat quite a bit. Again, I began working with Erin helping out every now and then. After about half an hour, she got up and announced she was going to the ladies’ room. A few minutes. You put on a white dress shirt with black dress pants, a combo that makes you look and feel good.You were outside her bedroom door and in your hands, you have a poem that you have written about her. Your heart is pounding because you were thinking in your head, what if she rejects you from telling her how you feel. It is only normal when a guy feels turn on when a beautiful woman who gives you affection, right?. You try to justified what you were about to do is okay, it's normal, everyone does.