I released myself into her, feeling a tear running down my cheek. As a young lad, I wasn’t very good at pleasing the ladies. I always tried too h...rd or too little. My father would always tell me that it was ‘a phase’, but I knew I had to work hard to get past it. He would tell me that I shouldn’t push it, and that I would meet the girl for me one day, but I hadn’t believed him, at the time. But, as I pulled myself out of Imogen, and watched as she gathered up all her energy to sit up, I. Behind him, Holly felt no shame in this natural body function. She was just an animal, her master’s pet, and this is what animals like her did when they had to relieve themselves. When the last drops hit the dry pine needles and leaves that littered the ground, she looked up to see Isaac handing her some paper towels.“A lifetime of workplace injuries has taught me to always carry something to clean up bodily fluids,” he said sheepishly, still with his back to her. Leaning forward, Holly. "Dinner sounds wonderful, " Brett replied surprised at the invitation."Good, the time then?" I demanded using a firm tone."Nine, yes, nine will be fine. We close at nine. I have to close the store tonight at nine, " Brett repeated nervously."All right then, I will be back at nine o'clock, Brett, " I said and turned to leave."But wait, what's your name? I don't even know your name!" Brett called out."You'll know what to call me soon enough, " I answered and walked out of the store, smiling.I. The last light of the day was quickly fading as they walked hand and hand along the deserted beach.It had been a wonderful day. Deep-sea fishing in the morning. Both had had fun and caught several fish, although she would not touch the squid they used for bait.Lunch on the pier, sitting in the warm sun, the cool ocean breeze keeping them comfortable.Strolling through an outdoor artist show in the afternoon, looking at the amazing pieces, paintings, sculptures, and other forms of art that were.