He nudged a fellow spectator. "Pardon but what is this?" the spectator, a wolf in what was probably his forties or so turned and spoke to Shemmin. "Fi...st time at one of these eh? Hehe, you're in for a treat then my boy" the wolf chuckled and patted the larger equine's shoulder. "Now see that is Ol' Jargas up there, the one talking and the chiseled mountain of canine there is Frung, the muscle if you will and they are the wares Jargas is selling" The wolf waved his hand to indicate the boys up. : she ventured. “Yes.” I said, “What about it???” “Well, what you did to me in the sleeping bag made me feel super good and i’m wondering about tonight.” “what about tonight”?? I asked. “Well, if i get cold again, can i get in with you”??? “Oh sweetheart, Oh yes you can.” Suddenly, she stood up and we nearly fell into each others arms. The day was warm and the next thing i knew, i had her jeans wide open and was working them down her firm thighs. She was fumbling with the zipper at the front of. Back in reality I said, " no more waterbed?" He grinned and said "nope" I noticed our toes were touching, I had slipped off my sandals and so did he, we continued to talk and play poker, at one point he asked me if I wanted sex and I told him no. It wasn't long before I needed the restroom, so when I went he would hug me and lightly breathe his warm breath on my neck. We continued to converse and play poker which I had lost my chips several times already and he loaned me more to keep playing.. All that existed was the vessel in which addiction could reign supreme. But now- oh, but now… he is free. Free from the lies, the deciet, the pain, the suffering. The beasts claws are gone from his back, the wounds slowly fading. And I’m free too. Free from the pain, the lies, the suffering, the broken promises… free from the thoughts that my dad doesn’t love me. He surely did. The beast was bigger than him. ‘Let your tears come. Let them water your soul.’ ~Eileen Mayhew The week between his.