A short time later I went back to get something to drink. I told my friend and her mother that I would bring them something back if they didn't want t...o leave the beach to which they said okay.I went back to the cottage and was in the kitchen gathering things to take back when her father came up behind me and kissed me on the neck. I was shocked but also flattered. I ask him what that was about and he told me he had always thought I was beautiful and he kissed me on the neck again at the same. I reached inside it and pulled the cup out, and just tossed it on the dresser. “Damm, son, your fillin out nice ! Got some hair on ur ass, I see” “Ya, I figured u like that” I threw the bottle of beer at him, now reclined on my bed. As I popped the cap on my own, dad remarked “Oh—so b o y is all grown up and drinkin too, huh?” “Im 15 now dad” “Oh ya—your a man, for sure” It wasnt that I hated so much what was about to happen between me and my dad—I just hated that condesending ass-holeness that. His head was reeling with the contradictions: yes, Ihave what you want, but no, you can't have it. Yes, you can buy it, butno, you can't. Yes, I'm going to help you: no, I won't. What was goingon? Felicity had never treated him this way before. She was offeringhim false hope in one hand and an empty promise in the other. He feltcheated, tricked, betrayed.I thought you liked me, he thought, feeling his heart sink with lonely,child-like hurt."I do," Felicity told him, as if he'd spoken the words. ‘So you like to be commanded?’ I asked, leaning my body hard against hers, my mouth on her ear. ‘Oh god yes, Ray. Not all the time but sometimes, well you have me now.” Her hands opened on the bench in a gesture of submission. “I never get to do things this way normally but with you it seems…’ She did not finish the sentence but we both knew what she meant. We both felt safe and secure enough to let go and release our inhibitions, things just felt right between us despite the brevity of our.