.she would have to breakdown and pleasure herself in order to dim the turmoil of thoughts lingering in the back of her mind...not mention, tire hersel... out so that sleep might come. After a month's worth of successive nights of this... she'd also given up on the idea of ever satiating the gnawing desire. She breathed in deeply for a moment as if girding herself for what must follow, while stretching out fully onto her back with legs slightly parted and arms beside her. She moves her right hand. He would be with his family, and above all -- what he repeated to himself over and over -- he would not touch a single drop of liquor.School was out for the summer now and out of the corner of his eyes he could see his daughter Ellen and his older daughter Louise reach the rock where the sea gulls gathered and, clambering up on it, scaring the gulls away into shrieking flight. Ellen stood glistening on the rock, just out of the water, both parts of her tiny two-piece white bathing suit nearly. But John was a Spartan. They were not ordinary humans. He was barely breathing heavy.And unfortunately, it had done practically nothing to ease his tension. If anything, he remained as frustrated as ever. Slowing his pace to a brisk walk, John muttered under his breath, occasionally tossing in a swear word. He hated these feelings that were currently running roughshod through his mind.In the time since the end of the war, those who had once served in the military had tried to find another. I played with her golden hair until we felt like moving. I kissed her head and told her to go take a shower and get ready to go out. I was going to buy her breakfast. As she got up and walked towards the shower she turned to me “you mean as Zakk right? not Zoe?”“Zoe” I said walking over to her and stroking her cheek. “I want to take Zoe to breakfast as a thank you for last night.” “but I have never gone out as..”“today’s the day the world meets Zoe” I said as I kissed her cheek. “when.