03-23-2011, 11:22 AM
The male did not move to close; it was with all respect that a male left the female the room that she needed to breathe as well as to feel comfortable around him. Noah was not his father, who took what he wanted plus more even if he had no right have what he wanted. Noah felt sickened with the hate that he felt when he thought of that black male that he knew to be his father, the man was one half of the team that had given him life, it was not a rape, it was not forced, this was something that both had made the choice to go into with a clear mind and body. Noah would like to think of him-self as a gentle man, never able to hurt anyone, at least he would like to think that about him-self.
Watching over the female like she was a hurt member of the sheep flock that he was entrusted to watch the male did not want to odd her out by watching her so closely with the one good eye, his father’s eye. He listened to what happened to her, and Noah felt horrid! It was like she had just told the world that he was the one that had rapped her, and had assaulted her body. He gulped as he felt like the rabbit he had for his late meal was going to be coming up.
Watching over the female like she was a hurt member of the sheep flock that he was entrusted to watch the male did not want to odd her out by watching her so closely with the one good eye, his father’s eye. He listened to what happened to her, and Noah felt horrid! It was like she had just told the world that he was the one that had rapped her, and had assaulted her body. He gulped as he felt like the rabbit he had for his late meal was going to be coming up.