An ending, a beginning and a massage

Chapter 86

It's a mix of the familiar and the unfamiliar that wakes you up this morning. When you open your eyes, crusty and unclear, you stare at the ceiling for a few seconds. That is new. The sun hasn't risen yet and you wonder why you're already awake. (mew) At first you don't know where you are (new) but the body on yours quickly reminds you of it. (Known) It's Denise Van Buren, and you had sex with her last night. It was good. But above all, it was important. The girl, your kitten, is by your side and half on you. Like you, she is naked. But unlike you, she sleeps the sleep of the innocent. You don't dare to move and just turn your head slightly to look at her body. Her lower half is hidden under the wide duvet that lies over you but her upper body lies on yours. Her arms are wrapped around you and her legs are crossed with yours. You can feel it under the covers. She has drawn up her knees and is looking for a hold on your body like a kitten with her protector. You smile with satisfaction and feel the leather of her collar on your stomach. Your body heat has adjusted it to your temperature. Now Denise doesn't have to feel it anymore. She is breathing softly and her cheek rests on your chest. Her face remains turned towards you and her eyes twitch back and forth in her sleep under her eyelids.

The first thing you do is check if you can tell something good or bad from her. But to your relief, the girl by your side seems to be mostly relaxed and peaceful. Lost in thought you watch her slumber. Her hair falls over her face and occasionally sticks to the corners of her mouth and nose. She is very still and hardly moves. Only her fingertips slide smoothly over your body and tickle you a little. Is that why you woke up? You listen to yourself and realize that you urgently need to go to the bathroom. (Known) Damn it. You clench your teeth and stare at the ceiling. But you are becoming more and more awake and the urge becomes more and more evident. But you don't want to wake Denise. She looks so peaceful and happy as she lies on you.

But it doesn't help. You decide, after all, that things will be worse for your bedfellow if you piss yourself under her like a toddler. So you wake her up. You gently tap her nose with your fingertips. It takes long minutes to get Denise out of sleep as gently as possible. Her eyelids only twitch when your fingers touch her. Then she wrinkles her nose and hums slightly to herself. Finally, she flaps her eyes open and focuses on you. Even if your bladder almost bursts, you get lost in the smile that Denise gives you when she recognizes you. You get addicted to her and that smile like you are with your little sister. It's slightly different from hers, and her smile also reflects the gratitude that you took care of her.

"Hey, you" she whispers sleepily and a little hoarsely. "Good morning." Then she recognizes something and touches her head more badly than right and certainly not rushing.

"Your ears are on the bedside table" you assure her. "Everything's okay." Denise looks relieved and you are impressed again by her ambition to get through the plan. It is not a one night stand you recognize and are happy about it. When Denise pulls herself up on you and puts her lips on yours, you realize that you are together with her and it makes you overjoyed. But unfortunately, the girl lays with more weight on your stomach and even if she is very light, nature calls for you. You apologize, embarrassed, and when Denise understands, her giggle accompanies you into the bathroom. When you relieve yourself, two things come back to you. On the one hand the fatigue. You have exhausted yourself way too much in the last few days. Way too many parties, way too much sex, way too many girls. No, you're wrong, you remember. Just the right number of girls. But still, you can't resist a long yawn and where else you are woken up by the cold water in your face, this method fails this morning. The second thing you realize is that you are with Denise. In the next room is, naked and in love, your - if you include Maureen, which you love to do - fifth girlfriend. You shake your head tiredly and growl in amusement at the realization that all you feel is happiness.

After everything has gone its natural course, you come back into the room and lie back in bed with a swing but without much energy. As soon as your body touches the warm sheet, Denise hugs you again. Purring contentedly, she clings to you. She could speak now. You got to know her as clever, witty and funny. But even without the cat ears to make her your pet, she'll stay calm. Her smile surpasses that of an angel and you put your strong arms around her. She fiddles her head against your chest and gives you the opportunity to fall asleep with a beautiful, strong, lively and funny girl in your arms. And you do.

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This time it's just familiar feelings that you wake up with for the second time today. Again, it wasn't the sunlight, because you can tell that you have drawn the curtains in the evening. But it's the little body on yours whose movements wake you up. And now it is you who look into a pair of bright blue eyes. The face to which these eyes belong is very close to yours and the tips of her hair tickle your neck.

"Good morning sweety," says Denise, and this time you have to orientate yourself. For a second you think you missed a whole day, but then you remember the last few hours. In response, Denise gets a tired smack on the forehead that makes her giggle. She can't be satisfied with just one kiss and has many more. It keeps going until it wakes you up completely.

"I have to admit that this is a better way to wake someone up," you say and you apologize again for the interrupted sleep. Of course Denise waves it away and caresses your body with her slender fingers.

“So I could watch you sleep” she mumbles lost in thought and wanders up and down your body with her eyes. Her voice is soft and delicate, tender, but not fragile but strong. You already have an effect on her and so Denise takes the next step on her way. You encouraged her to do so, but you feel no pride in having another girl on your side. Yes, you have confessed your love to each other and you feel the same for Denise as you do for your other girls. But the situation is different and you both know it. Denise puts your coming challenges in shy words. “How long can I stay like this?” she asks and looks at you. She sounds cautious, may not want to know the answer, but is so satisfied that she dares to ask the question. First you growl and put one hand behind your head and the other around her warm naked body. You straighten the covers and Denise helps you cover yourself up again, but doesn’t let you out of sight.

"As long as you need it." Your smile doesn't quite dispel her worried thoughts. She nods thoughtfully and hugs you. At the moment she is satisfied. But that is not the greatest difficulty for you. Leaving her happy is more likely the hard case. And Denise is smart enough to understand that.

"What if I don't need that anymore?"

"Then you decide how far you want me to be in your life." You flinch when you see and feel her reaction. That was definitely wrong. You save the situation by pressing her body tightly against you. You brush her hair and tickle her cheek. Her laugh is almost happy again. "Denise what happened to you is something that none of the people in our... group went through." Again you kiss her gently on the lips and tip of the nose. “I meant what I said. I love you. I just won't use that to **** you to do something.” You try to take the harshness of your words with a laugh. “Who knows what's in a year or even a month? You are so intelligent and cunning that no one can make you miserable for long. I... don't like anyone being dependent on me. I don't want to take advantage of your situation."

"But you treat Millie like me too." You shake your head.

"Yes, you're right." You can't suppress an embarrassed grin. “I like to be needed. It's… very nice for me when someone looks up at me.” You clear your throat and are amazed to find that you blush while Denise appears happier and happier. “That's why I came up with the collar trick for you. If I weren't okay with the solution, then I wouldn't be able to help you so well.” You break off, puzzled, Denise beaming at you. What did I just say? Denise squeals happily and now it is she who presses smacking kisses on your cheeks. Then she presses her lips to yours and her tongue wrestles yours right away. She takes the lead, presses against you and lets her tongue dance around yours while her legs push yours apart and her hands caress your chest.

“Did you just admit that you also think about your happiness? In front of me? In front of your nice little kitten, of all places?” She seems overjoyed. "No chance that you would admit that to your sisters." You blush and suddenly the room feels pretty hot. It's good that Denise pulls the covers back and crouches excitedly between your legs. Her breasts bob slightly from the momentum that inspires her.

"That wasn't what I..."

"Oh boy, Finn. Wait until I tell Millie this. She'll laugh herself to ****."

"Hey. They know that I'm having fun too.” You sound and feel like a pouting child. How did it happen that you could shut down your defenses like this? But maybe that's just a sign that what you're doing with Denise is right and good. For both of you. On the spectrum of obedience, Denise is still above Millie and while you are glad that your little sister is so satisfied with you and your behavior that she can allow herself the occasional breakaway (like telling her friends in the boathouse about you) and strengthen your Relationship, Denise draws her strength from the certainty that nothing matters to her when you own her. That you somehow enjoy it and the responsibility helps you to relieve the pressure that you otherwise cannot cope with, is just a nice side effect. The bottom line is, that you are still helping the girls and that they would all give you a clap if you doubted it helps you smile at Denise now.

"But you admitted it in front of me." At first, Denise looks as if she wants to pounce on you overjoyed. Then like she wants to impale herself on your cock. But the final reaction remains. She is the strongest. Stronger than lust and short-term happiness. She puts her hands on your thighs and looks at you. "That means everything to me." You just look back without a word and experience how another part of Denise is getting healed. "You trust me. You opened up to me even though you didn't know… don't know how I fit into your life or what I am doing in it.” Her voice breaks again and you want to sit up to comfort her, but are held back by her amazingly strong hands. But she doesn't have to exert a lot of pressure either, you listen to the smallest signs in her being. And that's what she likes about you. Tears are few and you suspect that she is holding back a full year of grief and an ocean of tears. "I won't let you down, Finn, I promise," she says with a slightly red nose. Then she smiles at you again and you can no longer hold back. You sit up, come towards her and wrap your arms around her body. For her, it must be the first time someone sees her naked and doesn't want to sleep with her. That leads to the next reaction. “I promise you will be proud of me. I will be your best friend. I will never argue with the other girls. You can have anyone you want. I'll be the best good kitten for you. I'm going to…"

"All is good Denise" you reassure her and at the same time, you realize that you are not the only one who has invested a lot in this relationship. “You don't have to prove anything to me. We'll do it for you.” Her breath gently brushes your shoulder as she laughs in relief.

“Now you're playing your part again. For me."

“I don't play Denise. Certainly not to fool you. I know how important the security I give you is to you and I will not stop until you no longer need me. Even if we have feelings for one another, the only thing that matters to me is that you are happy.” You pull back and look into her face. "And don't you tell Millie or Megan that I like the way they treat me." It's a cheerful moment and Denise makes him even more intimate when she hugs you again. Body contact is so important to her. She really blooms when she can touch you.

"And what if I need you forever?" You take your time with your answer. Make her feel like you've thought everything through and your words are the truth and she can trust you.

“At some point, you won't need me anymore. At some point you will be as healthy and happy as you always wanted to be. On this day I will be overjoyed to let you go.” The heart hurts but these words need to be spoken. Denise didn't fall in love with you without pressure, and you're far too drawn to her shy, **** manner for it to be good for her. The solution you and Melina found is good for Denise, you noticed that last night. But in the future, your relationship will not be a light role-play. In fact, you are satisfied to feel the heartache. Your life is going way too smoothly and perfectly right now anyway. It's not that easy to have a relationship in a stressful situation and when you think about it, you fell in love with Denise the moment she lay half-naked and **** in your lap. You will give her your true love, treat her as human and pet, and make her healthy. Then you will let her go if... no, when she wants to.

"Where do you want to get that from? Maybe I need you forever? Or I'm just as strong as you think, precisely because you're with me.” You slide one of her blond hair strands behind her ear and run your thumb over her cheek. She's so cute when she wants you.

“That doesn't mean you will stop loving me. I also believe that you do. That is only to say that when we have made you heal again, you no longer need me as your... well, your master. That's a good thing.” Denise pouts, which also looks cute but worries you a little.

“But I don't want to be defined by what happened to me anymore,” she says with a pout and purses her lips. When she crosses her arms in front of her chest, you have to break away from her sight by ****. She looks at you and can't keep up her strict expression. Her features become softer and her voice more lovely. "I love you and I want to stay with you." Okay, she's really hot pouting. Grinning you come closer to her again. When she can touch your body, she calms down. "I am serious. I... I haven't... it's not all because of..." She has no words. “So… I didn't fall in love with you because I felt so bad. And…“ You blink when you see some anger. “And I don't like it that you think I can use you. I don't want that.” Her lower lip twitches between a pout and a smile and something in between. “I prefer it when you decide about me. Last night was so... easy. Everything was so... big and powerful. But I trust you and I know that you are protecting me. I like that. I like that you are there for me. That you sat down on the grass with me, talked to me. I like that you didn't let me run away with that Josh. That you make the decisions for me." She takes a breath. The words shot out of her mouth quickly. She takes more time for the next and looks you in the eye every now and then. “I like the sex with you. The leash and the collar.” She throws her arms around her torso and looks to the side at the bedside table. “I like the ears and what they mean. I feel free with you. And when I'm your little Denise-cat, then I feel free the most.“ You're not an idiot. Of course you know about the desire of women - most strong women who have a lot of stress in life or at work and have to struggle - to show themselves submissively. Denise may not have a stressful job, but giving her the opportunity not to have to think, not to worry, makes perfect sense. And Denise is smart, recognizes your thoughts and continues to heal on her own. “But that's not why I fell in love with you. Not because of the sex. And... And I blame myself for being like that to you in the beginning. That has now changed. I am grateful that you trust me enough that we can be together. I don't want to lose that. I... I don't want to lose the guy who was the first to realize who I am.” As she says this, she changes. She becomes smaller again, cuter, no longer angry but submissive. You can clearly see that she doesn't do this on purpose but still enjoys the transformation.

"Okay," you say and find that you are damned satisfied and happy to hear her words. Denise sees it in your face too and beams joyfully at you. "I apologize." Again you scratch the back of your head and look up at the ceiling. "I admit that I am very happy to hear these words, Denise." You take her hand. It's soft and warm. Your fingers touch each other. “Even if you enjoy the fact that I order you around now and then, your happiness is in the foreground. But if you tell me that you agree with that, then I'll continue with my plan." You press your lips together, but you have to say it. And Denise wants it that way. "Then the rules that I gave you in the car yesterday apply."

"That's what I wish for." With that the matter is over. You crowned the agreement, which you had to reaffirm for your soul's sake by cuddling in bed for some time. Finally Denise looks at you.

"May I go to the bathroom?" And this time, there is no doubt that if you refuse, she will obey you. Emma may enjoy such power games and you can well imagine the synergies of the two girls in bed, but for Denise, being submissive is not only fun, but also a means to an end of her misery. Nevertheless, you nod and with a kiss on her cheek, the naked girl swings out of bed. Your mouth water at the sight of her firm rear, but your soldier down there has been through hell ... or rather heaven lately.

"Sorry buddy. But this is your life now. Just wait until you come back to the others." You smile, then your attention is drawn back to the bathroom.

“What did you say?” calls Denise happy.

"Nothing" you answer and swing yourself out of bed as well. You lean on the bathroom door. Looking is allowed. Denise is leaning forward over the sink, one leg slightly bent, and looking at herself in the mirror. “I just said we had to leave soon anyway." Denise runs her fingers over the only item of clothing on her neck.

"If you give me the command, we can go right now." She looks at you briefly and smiles. Then she fills her toothbrush cup with warm water.

“You would go out there naked if I told you that?” You are amazed.

“You own me when I wear the collar. And I obey you. If I wear the leash, I am not responsible for any of my actions. That would make it easier, sure. But I want to prove myself to you.” You want to say something, but she gets ahead of you. It's good to see that she doesn't lose her lively and slightly crazy manner but deliberately shuts it down when she is your property. She adapts to you. Your dick is twitching. "Yes, I know that I don't have to prove my love to you." She winks at you and rummages in her toiletry bag. “But I want to show you that you can rely on me. And Millie and the others too.” You step into the bathroom and stand behind her. She's small enough that you can put your chin on her head and she leans against you contentedly. You both look at each other in the mirror.

"New command" you say a little more strictly and feel how Denise is awaken. She looks at you curiously through the mirror. “I'll show you till what degree you can go to. I don't like disobedient pets.” You smile and Denise understands. “You are free, so give yourself a try. But I set the limits."

"Do not worry. I'll be very good.” You kiss the top of her head.

"I know." Then Denise reaches into the bag and you are amazed. "What is that?" The answer takes a while and actually it seems as if she has to wrestle with herself. She has a slight grin.

"The pill," she mumbles. You let go of her. You are a little surprised that she has it in her own hands. But then again... "Because of Nate and his friends... He meant..." She falls silent.

“It's okay,” you mumble and a sexually charged moment becomes something much more intimate. "That's over now." You wrap your arms around the small body again. There is no longer much innocence in Denise. But the little bit that is still there moves you all the more.

"May I take it?" Her voice is hushed again and you both notice that it was the right decision that you made. It's not this Denise that you fell in love with. Not even the one who undressed before you and Susan. It's the Denise that you see in the mirror now. The one who realizes that someone is behind her and helps her with the difficult tasks in life. "I... I thought to myself that you want me to..." Of course everything in you screams to let her decide and to assure her that everything is fine and that you are there. But you didn't agree to that. You have to give her an order, a direction. She wants it, you promised her. And afterward, you can hold Millie in your arms and enjoy the fact that you don't seem like such a bad brother and friend after all.

"Take it" you mumble and kiss her again. With one hand she pushes the pill into her mouth, with the other she rinses it with the water from the cup. Then she looks at you through the glass again.

“I always thought this was my future. Pregnant by my brother.” The break seems longer than it really is. "I really loved him... I think. A week ago I was still sure. He… he seemed like you.” She grins. "And then I only really got to know you." You can't say anything, but you won't let go of Denise as she turns to you and wraps her arms around you as well. “He fades next to you. And also what he did."

"You don't have to do anything to please me." You nod towards the mirror and Denise turns her head slightly so she can se herself with one eys, her head on your chest, her arms around you. "In there I see the perfect version of you." She says nothing and is just close to you but looks into the mirror. Her hands are on your shoulders and you hold her for a long time. It's so easy to make Denise happy. In contrast, it's so hard to hurt her. She's too clever, too lovable, and too tough. But Nathaniel made it anyway. And in a few days, she will face him. But you will be by their side.

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It took a little longer than you calculated. You have to make an additional payment and you have to pay with your credit card. It doesn't matter, after all, you're a spoiled kid who won't get anywhere in life (except for a harem). And the gentleman at the reception knows that too. When he hands you the card and you make the necessary signatures, he looks over at Denise, who is standing next to you, lost in thought, staring holes in the air. When you're done, she goes ahead with her gym bag while you pull on the large backpack.

“Very noble of you, sir,” the man says. "Not everyone accompanies the lady of the night outside." Apparently many drunken couples stay here who have enjoyed themselves in Seacrest. A long time ago your parents were... never mind. You casually wave to the man and hurry outside before he can comment further. Then you sit in your car and you pull out your cell phone.

"Wow" you just say.

"What is it?" asks Denise as she buckles up. She also looks at the display. "Wow." Three missed calls. Nineteen new messages. All from Emma. You cannot return the calls, but you can read the messages. Denise nods encouragingly and looks obediently out of the window as you run your fingers over your cell phone.

Chat with cutest cutie with glasses and you:

11:49 PM cutest cutie with glasses: -Hey honey. Can not sleep.

11:51 PM cutest cutie with glasses -Miss you.

11:51 PM cutest cutie with glasses -Horribly.

Then she must have waited for an answer. But of course, you were busy. Fuck. You grasp the slim device tighter. This is not good.

23:58 PM cutest cutie with glasses - I love you. Wish you a good night and a nice day.

1:23 AM cutest cutie with glasses - Still can't sleep. What about you?

01:27 AM cutest cutie with glasses - How is Denise? Call me, please...

1:28 AM cutest cutie with glasses - Miss you terribly.

1:47 AM cutest cutie with glasses - I'm drunk. Do not worry about me.

You could already guess that she is drunk. But it gets worse.

02:01 AM cutest cutie with glasses - Are you sleeping yet?

02:03 AM cutest cutie with glasses - I want to feel you inside me. I'm hot and I want you to control me.

02:23 AM cutest cutie with glasses - Why don't you answer me?

02:23 AM cutest cutie with glasses - Am I no longer enough for you? Do you need other girls to command?

3:41 AM cutest cutie with glasses - I'm so sorry. I know that was stupid.

3:43 AM cutest cutie with glasses - I'm drunk. My head hurts badly. Carrie is already sleeping.

03:43 AM cutest cutie with glasses - I just miss you. You can do whatever you want with Denise and the girls.

03:44 AM cutest cutie with glasses - You can do whatever you want with me.

3:44 AM cutest cutie with glasses - I didn't mean to get angry. I'm so sorry.

03:52 AM cutest cutie with glasses - Please answer. I need to know if you're mad at me.

04:26 AM cutest cutie with glasses - Please. I love you.

"Oh Fuck" you moan and sink back into your seat. Next to you, Denise looks at you guiltily.

"Is it because of us? Because of me?” She knows, is a girl too. Whereby girls have not the monopoly on hysterical floods of news.

"Because of last night." You caress her reassuringly and she puts her face back in the palm of your hand. As much physical contact as possible. "But not because of you."

"But I dragged you away from your girlfriends."

“You are also one of my girlfriends Denise. Emma is just drunk, nor mad at you.” But at me? Well... You look out of the front scabbard. "I will handle that" you say in a firm voice and suspect a lie behind your words. But before you ruin your fate, first make sure that Denise is enjoying hers. "But that's not something to worry about, okay?" The girl next to you nods and after you have also buckled up you drive back to the house. A little faster than usual.

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Still, you still have something to do. On the way here you passed a rest stop on the last evening. You want to see Emma and your sisters quickly, but your car tells you: 'Buddy, I won't take you anywhere if you can't get me something to drink.' So you have to stop at the rest stop first. You ram the fuel cock in the tank and beg the pump to speed it up. It doesn't listen to you. Of course, the man behind the counter is as old as the Grand Canyon and has just as deep furrows on his face. But at least your annoyed look to the side gives you the opportunity for an clever and cheap purchase.

"And this one too" you say and slam the piece in front of the man. He just looks at you questioningly.

"That doesn't suit you, young man." His voice is hoarse and shrill and goes well with his looks.

"No, but to my girlfriend." You bite your lip as the man slowly turns to the window and looks at Denise with you, who is playing on your radio in the car. He turns back to you even more slowly.

“But that's a beautiful girl,” he says painfully slowly. "Congratulations. Always keep her close to you. You don't find things like that often."

"Yes, I do. How much?” You sound extra annoyed, but the man sees it as a challenge. While he gives you the change and your purchase, he slowly asks why you are in such a hurry. "Because of my girlfriend at home," you say when you go out and hear a 'Heh... what?' shortly before the door closes.

"Oh. Is that for me?” asks Denise when you toss the white paper bag onto her lap. She tries to calm you down. After last night I didn't think that I would get anything else from you." And apparently wants to make you laugh too. Unfortunately, it doesn't work that well. You give her a haunted look as you buckle up. And when you check the rearview mirror you look into each other briefly. You take a deep breath and take a second while Denise unwraps her present. I haven't given anything to Emma yet. Fuck! You become aware of how much you have strained her love, her new love, in the last few days. But then your eyes fall on Denise, who squeaks excitedly.

"Do you know what that is? That is... ouch!" Apparently Denise has just as much fun beating you as Susan and Claire... and everyone else.

"Do you think I'm a baby?" She hugs you happily and kisses you on the cheek. "Thank you very much." She is holding a black choker with a silver emblem in the middle. Grinning cheekily, she frees it from the packaging and wants to put it on. Shortly before, she stops and looks at you. "It's not a piece of jewelry, is it?" You shake your head.

“The collar is all well and good. But do you want to wear that to school?"

"If you tell me that i will. You decide.” The expected answer and your stomach feels light. You don't even go in the same classes. Would she still wear the collar? You shake your head and Denise giggles, she knows what you're thinking.

“It's about your safety. So you can always and everywhere count on me if you feel bad.” And you will need the choker when you confront her brother with Denise. But you don't tell her that yet. You are in charge. Your girlfriend is getting more thoughtful.

"Thanks for buying me this." She puts the choker in a small side pocket on her gymnastic chisel. "You take so good care of me." You snort a little and remember your cell phone again.

"I'm doing my best," you say as you start the engine and instruct Denise to buckle up again. "Sometimes that's even enough." Then you drive back on the road.

“What does 'sometimes' mean here?” asks the blonde next to you amused. You look at the same time on your cell phone, before you have to concentrate on the road again. "Don't worry," says Denise after a while. "She loves you. Like me too. And like Megan and Millie."

"Yes. I just don't have enough time for all of you," you grumble.

"You had enough time for me."

"Yes. But Emma has to suffer for that. Okay, so maybe 'suffering' is not the right word. But I would also like to be with her when she cures her hangover.” You look quickly at Denise. "But do not worry. The time with you is really important to me and I am happy that I can help you.” Denise beams at you. No sign of guilt. That makes you happy.

“I feel in good hands with you. And I know that this can only work with us if I support you.” She seems determined and you notice how much she has already turned back to her old self. “I stick to the rules. You take care of us all. And I don't want to make this any more difficult. I get along. And do you know why?” You shake your head, but you are very happy that Denise wants to make it as easy as possible for you. Without the help of your friends, the endeavor wouldn't work. “Because I know that you are there for me when I need you. And even when I just want someone close by. I will not take advantage of that. You're too important to me for that.” You look to the side for a moment and show your girlfriend how touched you are with a warm look.

"Come on. Enough talked about bad things,“ you say and clear your throat. Denise knows what's going on inside you and puts her hand on your thigh. You smile at each other. "At the gas station I saw you playing on the radio."

“I haven't changed any channels, I promise,” she says quickly and with mock nervousness. That she switches between her feelings so quickly seems like a good sign.

"Everything cool. Here.” You start the Bluetooth function of the radio and give Denise the cell phone. You have enough songs saved on the SD card for a flight to Mars. "Choose something new. Enjoy it.” You smile at her and after a moment's thought Denise chooses a song.

“I didn't even know you were listening to this kind of music,” she says when the theme music is playing on an anime series that Denise recommended to Millie. You explain to Denise the fact that Millie also rules your cell phone and the girl laughs out loud.

"That doesn't surprise me in the least." Denise spends the rest of the drive - and you, to a lesser extent - listening to the music singing and waving her arms. The mood is exuberant and happy and Denise touches you more than once on purpose. She hangs on your arm and you two sing to the beat. Denise leads in points in terms of knowledge of the lyrics. But at the end of the ride, the shuffle mode of your cell phone has mercy and also gives you a few songs that you like. Here you can sing along and even if your tastes couldn't be more different, you stick together and enjoy your time together very much. The road is empty, the sun is high in the sky and shines the way for you, the trees are green and the sky is blue. It's a beautiful day and Denise next to you makes it special.