Discussions, and a decision.

You pull into your assigned parking space. Looking over at Millie, you see the mental exhaustion written on her face. You try to be a gentleman by offering your hand to Millie. In reality, you were starved of positive feminine attention growing up, so it's nice to have Millie by your side. If you were to describe Millie in one word, it'd be soft. People often times confuse being soft with weakness, but after the day Millie just had, you know that it isn't true. Millie is friendly and nice to everyone, but it takes so much out of her. You need to keep your promise.

You walk into your apartment, shutting the door behind you.

"Millie, would you like that massage now?"

"Please. I have a feeling that your strong hands will do wonderfully."

Millie moves to the ground by the couch. "My shoulders are killing me at the moment."

"Yes ma'am." You sit behind her, beginning the massage on her shoulders.

After a bit of massaging, you say, "Millie, can you look at me for a moment?" Millie tilts her head back so that it's lying in your lap. Leaning down, you kiss her soft lips. "You did such a good job at work today. I'll be there when you get off every day to pick you up, and a massage will be happening everyday too. I need to take care of my gorgeous cowgirl,"

And with that, a few petite tears began to roll down her cheeks. Instinctively, your hands move to her cheeks. As you wipe her tears away, you ask "Why are you crying, babe?"

"You're just so perfect. Humans say 'third time's the charm' but for me it's more like the seventeenth"

"Seventeenth? I'm confused." You keep wiping tears, due to their now constant flow.

"Sixteen people that I had interviews with didn't want me. I was seen as unworthy by sixteen sponsors, due to the fact that I wanted to keep working. How can I blame them? I'd come home mentally and physically exhausted, most times not wanting to have sex. Who would want a woman that had such large breasts but no motivation to have sex? Nob-"

"Me. I wanted you and you're here now," you say, cutting off her negative-toned rant about herself. You stand up, lifting her up by the hand, and hold her in a tight hug.

"Don't you worry, Millie. Your bull is here for you, no matter what you need."

Beginning to sob, Millie asks, "Can you carry me to the bed? I'm tired, but I want to cuddle more."

"Of course. That isn't an issue." Millie puts her arms around your neck as you lift up her by her supple thighs. Slowly but surely, you carry her to the bed. After you set her down, you lay next to her with your chest acting as her pillow. You conveniently have a box of tissues on your nightstand, so you pass it to her.

"Thank you, darling", Millie says right before wiping at her teary eyes.

"Anytime, babe."

You both fall asleep, embracing each other's warmth.

Morning comes sooner than either of you want, but luckily your classes didn't start until 11 a.m. and Millie doesn't work on Fridays. When you awake, Millie is missing from the bed. Groggily, you sit up. Smelling something nice, you get out of bed and head towards the kitchen. When you arrive, Millie finished laying out a plate for you.

"Good morning, darling", Millie says after seeing you in the door way.

"Morning Millie" is your response as you sit down at the table, rubbing your eyes a bit. In front of you is nothing special. Eggs, bacon, ham, hash browns, and a glass of milk. It may not look special, but you care about the person that made it, so it is special.

"Thank you Millie." You begin to eat, occasionally drinking your milk. Once your glass is empty, you head to the fridge for more, but there's something important missing. The actual gallons of milk you bought!

"Um, Millie. Where did all the milk go?"

"Oh that? I dumped them all out. Now that I live here, I will get offended if you drink another cows milk", says Millie as she walks away.

Once finished, you put your plates in the sink and find Millie, who is relaxing on the couch. Once you lay on the couch, Millie moves slightly, placing her feet on your lap. "Can you rub them please?"

"I don't see why not." You begin to rub her feet.

"Jace, can I ask you something?"

"Sure"

"Would you be willing to add a second girl in your herd? There's one that is waiting for me to find a sponsor before she crosses the portal. Now that I have you, my work gave her the go ahead to cross. I can garantee she'll want to be with me. We're as close as sisters."

You stop rubbing, contemplating your options. "I'll think about it Millie. I'm still a college kid that just got his first girl. I don't want to stress myself too much."

"Darling, if you agree to this, I'll quit my job and be by your side everyday of every year. That's how important this is to me."

"Fine, but I don't like the idea if you quiting your job. You like to work and I don't need a companion all the time just yet."

As soon as you finished speaking, Millie practically tackled you, kissing your face all over. "Yes, yes, yes. Thank you darling. You're the best"

Millie then rushes out of the room, looking for her phone. You think to yourself, 'What did I just get myself into?'