Gabriel
I am a man who enjoys games. Cat and mouse. Hide and seek. Run and chase.
The hunter in me loves to amuse himself this way, and I usually care not whether my opponent enjoys the game or not. But with Tabitha, I’m conflicted.
Is she playing with me?
She allowed me to pleasure her, and I know she enjoyed it. Yet I also believe her protests are genuine. That she’s not playing a game to string me along, to make me prove myself.
Yet she doesn’t fight, nor does she seem afraid.
She asked about my pleasure. She wanted me to take mine with her.
That’s the piece I turn over and over in my head as my beautiful little human slumbers beside me.
What does it mean? Is she simply a generous, giving female? Or does she feel something for me? How far does the mating instinct go in a human?
