"Merry Christmas," she whispered.I walked back over to the bed and wrapped her in my arms. She was shaking. I was too, I think."Are you sure? You're s...haking." I asked."I'm shaking because I'm apprehensive, yes, but I'm sure. Brendan, I got that prescription the Monday after our first weekend together." I looked at her in shock. "I've been planning this since then. I figured two months was a good waiting period anyhow, just to make sure. But I had planned right then that I'd do the two months on. There were so many times when I waited months, not sleeping with anyone else, masturbating until I could see him again, only to have to masturbate afterwards yet again, because he hadn’t gotten me off. Was he so clueless that he couldn’t get Atlanta’s most easily orgasmic woman off, or was he just so self-centered that he didn’t care? Maybe he really was gay, as several of my male friends persistently insisted. Either way, he was a terrible lay, and it took all of my strength to not pick up. The last thing he needs is to be disturbed."Les is healing well and should wake up in a few hours. She was heavily drugged and she's coming out of it. She may be given more drugs if she's in pain or she may not. She's going to be stuck on her stomach for a while."Joey spoke up. "Are you telling us to leave?" No. Not at all. It was starting to get loud in there. I just wanted to stop it before it got too loud. We'll have to see how it works. You can all come in now but we may have to visit in. Yet her scent was rich and musky making his inner self urge him to go to her and mate.As the dream scene faded, it became vivid, letting Mark see as feel his act of breeding with the female animal.“This in not right, this is unholy, a sin, I am a man and you are an animal, this joining should not have happened,” Mark thought he heard his vice yelling, but what echoed the hills was the bold cry of a male feeling dominant.Somewhere during that wet dream, Mark was sure he had ejaculated, spewing.