Dog + Mouse III:

Simone’s Notes:

The term amor platonicus was coined as early as the 15th century by the Florentine scholar Marsilio Ficino as a synonym for amor socraticus. Both expressions signify a love focused on the beauty of a person's character and intelligence rather than on their physical charms. They refer to the special bond of affection between an older and a younger male Plato had highlighted in a dialogue, and exemplified by the affection between Socrates and his young male pupils, in particular to the one between him and Alcibiades. The English term dates back as far as Sir William Davenant's Platonic Lovers (1636). It is derived from the concept in Plato's Symposium of the love of the idea of good which lies at the root of all virtue and truth. For a brief period, Platonic love was a fashionable subject at the English royal court, especially in the circle around Queen Henrietta Maria, the wife of King Charles I. Platonic love was the theme of some of the courtly masques performed in the Caroline era—though the fashion soon waned under pressures of social and political change.

Jakob was working on his comic in front Riza’s house. He had some fresh inspiration today and had to get to work. The boy felt like writing a love comic today. Hawkeye was the heroine in his work of course. She always was. Riza fit the part of the strong-willed romantic woman in his work and fantasies. The boy was working hard when he heard someone say, “So this is your famous comics!” Jakob froze quickly and slowly looked up. His girlfriend was standing over him reading the latest work. The mouse’s cheeks became a light red. “Uh… yes…” he said at last. Riza smiled at him sweetly. “I don’t see why you are so embarrassed for,” she went on. “You do such a great job with art.” “Thanks,” Jakob said in a small voice. Riza kept on reading with the panel. “Who is the cute-looking golden retriever with the mouse?” she asked. The artist smiled a small smile. “The mouse is me,” he said. “And the golden retriever is you.” Hawkeye sat down next to her lover in captivated interest. “Why do you have me as a dog and you as a mouse?” she asked.

“Well to answer that,” Jakob began. He flipped to the back of his drawing pad. Riza looked and saw a chart drawn by him. “Each ‘type’ of person is a match up by a different animal,” her boyfriend explained. “For example, my best friend, Mikey, is drawn as a raccoon because he is gay. Some of the type I don’t know why I match up certain animals to certain people; I just do at times. But since Mikey didn’t know that he was gay until this past year, I always drew him as a raccoon with a cat mask on.” “Why a cat mask?” Riza asked. “Because,” Jakob answered. “The cats in my comic are the popular and ‘perfect’ kids. It was a pain to try and remember to draw Mikey with the cat mask. But once he found out that he was gay, I just began drawing my pal as just a raccoon. I drew Hunter as a weasel because he is Irish. Ginny and Kate are horses because they are Catholic. My family and I are mice because we are Jewish. I put you as a dog because you are military.” “I see,” Riza replied. “But why am I golden retriever?” Jakob smiled at her again. “I match up certain types of animals to different personalities. I had to find the perfect dog for you! You are beautiful, but strong. Nice, but you are tough. Sexually free, but you put your priorities in the right order. It took a few looks in many dog breed catalogs when I came across the golden retriever.” Riza was smiling at all of that. “Sounds nice,” she said.

Riza looked at the comic again. “Jakob,” she spoke up. “Yes?” he asked as he turned to her. “How much have you drawn about us?” she asked. The mouse began to blush again. “Just up to where we go into the bedroom…” he answered. “And?” the lt. pressed. “That’s it!” Jakob said quickly. “I can’t draw sexual stuff!” “Why?” she asked innocently. Her boyfriend’s face became even redder. “I’m just embarrassed to put my sex life into words!” he explained. “I’m still a good boy in a sense!” Riza smiled at him like a teacher lusting after her favorite art student. Jakob looked at her with those beautiful ocean blue eyes of his. “What?” he asked harmlessly. “Well,” she said. “I expect you to loose your innocence for class later tonight!” Jakob blushed again. “Y-Yes ma’am!” he stammered out quickly. Then, Riza lightly kissed him on the lips to ease the tension. The mouse relaxed and kissed back sweetly. That was how it was at times.

Jakob returned home for lunch to find Hunter sitting on the porch swing in the front. Concerned, the mouse walked over to the weasel. “Hunter?” he asked. “What are you doing here?” “Jakob, good buddy!” the Irish boy spoke up. His friend raised an eyebrow at him. “What do you want?” he asked suspiciously. “When ever you say something like that, you want something! What is it now?” Hunter smiled at him sheepishly at first. Then he asked, “Are you working on any comics today?” “Yes,” Jakob spoke up. “Why?” Hunter reached forward and grabbed his pal by the shoulders. “Great!” he called. “Your fans keep bugging me about what’s going on in Jakob Riis’ life lately!” “Wait!” the mouse called. “Fans? What are you talking about fans?” Hunter smiled at him innocently. “Come on,” he said. “I’ll explain in the house.” Then, the Irish boy put his arm around his pal’s shoulders and walked him into his art star’s house.

“You’ve been posting my comics on your blog?!?” Jakob asked aloud in shock. Hunter nodded harmlessly. “B-But why?!?” the artist asked aloud. “Why bother hiding your comics to yourself until you die?” Hunter challenged. “Your work should be well known! You are a hit and you have tons fans! And besides, I gave full credit to you!” “Hunter,” Jakob said trying to stay calm. “Yes Jak?” the manager asked. “How much of my comics have you posted?” the artist asked. Hunter began to count on his hands. “Up until you first started high school,” he answered. Jakob relaxed a little bit. “Not good,” he thought. “But, it could be worse! At least he hadn’t posted anything about Riza on his blog!” “So what do you say?” Hunter asked. “Say about what?” the artist asked. “More comics!” the commissioner told him. “Do I have to give you everything?” Jakob asked nervously. “Anything the fans want!” the weasel told him. “That’s what I was afraid of!” the mouse thought. “Oh no!” “Do I have a choice?” he asked. “The fans are driving me crazy about you!” Hunter said. “Fine!” Jakob said at last. “I’ll keeping work on my comics and handing them in!” “Great!” the commissioner called. “Your name will be famous. You’ll thank me later!” Then, he hugged his artist friend tightly. Jakob felt nervous all over again. “What have I gotten myself into?” he thought in slight worry.

That evening, Jakob’s mind was elsewhere. He sat on Riza’s bed shirtless. “What have I gotten myself into with him?” the mouse thought to himself. “Jakob!” someone called to him from the bathroom. The mouse turned to see Riza in her role for the night. She was dressed in a tight black leather miniskirt with a white silk blouse on. She had fish net stocking on and the blouse clung onto her lovely breasts. The buttons were undone enough to reveal enough cleavage to keep the boy interested. Her hair was down were she was alone with him with little red glittery butterfly clips in the bangs. Riza had her lips coated in their favorite cherry-flavored lipstick. She had powder on her nose and tasteful done make-up. Jakob couldn’t help but blush at her. Riza smiled wickedly at his reaction. The lusty angelic devil was fully awake within her. “You like it?” she asked. “I got it yesterday!” Jakob smiled a little bit. Then, he said, “It’s good.” Riza noticed the change in his mood. “Jakob,” she said again. “What’s wrong? You’re more quiet than usual. What’s on your mind?” The mouse just shook his head as he smiled. “Nothing,” he replied. “Nothing at all.” Riza wasn’t convinced. She raised an eyebrow at him in question. The woman walked over to him and sat down next to him. “Come on,” she encouraged. “Don’t go soft on me now! Talk to me!” Her lover sighed to her. “Hunter has been posting my comic up to when I first started high school,” he told her. “He wants me to do commission for more to whatever my fans want!” Riza lightly turned his face to her. “And,” she processed. “What did you say?” Jakob sighed again. “I said yes,” he answered. “Now, I’m regretting it.”

His girlfriend lightly kissed him on the lips. Jakob kissed back as well. Riza lightly pulled away afterwards. They looked at each other for a short moment in silence. She leaned over to his ear lightly. “Don’t worry about it,” she whispered. “Just give the fans what they want and if you feel it’s too personal, don’t send it.” Jakob nodded at that response. “Alright,” he whispered back. “Now,” Riza said to him as she slowly unzipped his jean shorts. “Ready to begin class?” Jakob’s eyes lit up in delight. “Yes, Ms. Hawkeye!” he called out. Then, he kissed her again on the lips. Riza let herself fall back in bliss. She lightly wrapped her arms around him. Her student slowly slipped his tongue into her moth and tenderly began to massage hers. Riza moaned aloud in bliss. She felt her student’s special pen clicking on at her skirt. The woman let her hands softly rub up and down at his bare back. Jakob became really excited at that maneuver.

He began to finish unbuttoning her blouse. The boy decided to let himself get naughty inch by inch. Jakob took his sweet precious time unbuttoning each button. Riza moaned aloud happily. She had grown to adore this sexual student-teacher fantasy. The roles of power seemed to shift back and forth at times. One minute, she was in control. Then the next, he was taking over completely. Jakob slowly pushed open the blouse to reveal a black lacy bra underneath. The student’s nose began to bleed slightly. He forced himself to focus as he gently slid the silky cloth off. Riza trembled in delight. Keeping still was next to impossible. The boy was so good with his hands. She began to feel herself getting wet in her red jasmine garden. Tonight was promising to be a steamy class. Jakob bent back down and lightly began kissing and licking at his lover’s neck. The taste of her angelic soft skin drove him wild all of the time. Riza moaned softly again. She was now boarding the air ship to the sexy island in the sky. While he had her preoccupied with his mouth, Jakob slipped his hands behind her graceful back and lovingly began unhooking her bra. He made sure that his hands brushed up against the right places to get the right affect he wanted. The woman was squirming in happy delight. Her thighs lightly brushed up against his pen. The friction made it even harder. He just had to speed up or he would go mad. “No!” the mouse thought to himself. “You’ll kill the atmosphere if you do that! Keep it slow!”

Jakob slowly began sliding off his muse’s bra. Riza quickly spread her legs for him in response. She herself couldn’t wait anymore. The mouse was enjoying the effect that he had on her. Riza reached down and slowly slid down his jean shorts. Jakob trembled in excited delight. “Her hands are so soft!” the boy thought happily. She finally got his shorts off and on the floor with her blouse. He removed the bra and tossed it to the ground. Jakob then began to lick and nibble down to his muse’s thick and plump breasts. He began rubbing at the nipples to get them hard. The boy then began sucking on her breasts like a man drinking life giving water. Riza moaned aloud as she lightly ran her fingers through his dark tussled hair. She was panting in happiness. The taste of her pushed Jakob to crave even more. His hands found their way at her gorgeous waist. They took a hold of her tight black miniskirt. The boy slowly unzipped it and slid it off. The mouse began working off her lovely skirt. Excitement shot higher through the woman’s veins. This boy was an expert with his hands. As he slid off the skirt, Jakob slowly moved down to her stomach. He licked there slowly. While he worked his tongue over her abdomen, the mouse began sliding off her sexy fishnet stockings and threw them to the ground. Riza moaned and groaned even more. Her panties were now soaked. “OH JAKOB!!!” she cried out. “DON’T TEASE ME LIKE THIS!!! PLEASE COME INSIDE OF ME!!!” The mouse looked up at her innocently. Riza looked as if she would go crazy at any second. Desire was burning in her soul out of madness. She was dying slowly in deep bliss. Jakob couldn’t help but to smile at her. “Well okay, Ms. Hawkeye!” he thought to himself. “I won’t play around anymore!” Then, Jakob quickly yanked off Riza’s soaked panties and tossed them straight to the ground. He moved down to her garden and slipped his tongue inside. The boy began to lick slowly. The woman cried out in happy bliss. He was so good at this. Jakob sped up within seconds due to her taste. “She tastes so good!” the mouse thought in lust. Jakob began to force his tongue in deep. He carefully licked around to free the best sensitive spots. Riza was really trapped in lust and desire. She suddenly found it had to keep still. Jakob had to reach up and hold her still to keep her steady so that he could continue. This was always the warm-up to the real class assignment. That or him slipping his fingers inside of her. It all depended on what the mood was for the foreplay in the class for the night.

After a few moments, the mouse finally found Riza’s G-Spot and licked it soft and slow. He was careful to take his time on that spot. He didn’t want to set her off too early. He had to get her to save some for the “exam.” The woman shut her eyes in deep delight. Her head was almost gone in rapture. This was the best she has ever felt with a woman in bed. Jakob was really learning how to please a woman very quickly in bed. But still, he could use a little more touching up at times. There were still so many fantasies and costumes to try out with him. Lucky for them both, there was still plenty of time during the summer to do that. She was close to coming when her lover slowly pulled out. He sat up looking at her. Riza fluttered her eyes opened and whimpered in weakening desire. “Why did you stop?” she began to ask in a soft voice. The words were about to come out, but Jakob stopped her by putting his finger to her soft cherry lips. “Shhh!” he replied. “I won’t let you come let that!” Then, the mouse slid off his boxer shorts. Riza’s eyes got big in excitement at his loaded and waiting meat pen. Jakob smiled at her as if to ask, “Ready?” The lt. waited for him in wild patience. The student huddled close over the teacher and slid himself into her soaking wet garden. Riza moaned aloud in deep bliss.

Jakob began pulling in and out of her slowly. He groaned softly. His love always felt so good around him. Riza was now screaming out in pleasure. “HARDER!!!” she yelled out. The student looked at her in response. Jakob looked at her like a little saint. “Are you sure Ms. Hawkeye?” he asked. “YES!!!” the teacher yelled out. Her student smiled at her sweetly. It was so hard to refuse a lovely muse like her. “As you wish, my love!” he called. Then, Jakob sped up at her request. Hawkeye moaned aloud in response. “You feel good!” her student called out as he went even faster. His muse cried out even more. She wrapped her legs around him tightly and held onto him for dear life. That drove the mouse to pump in her even faster. Sweat began to form on his brow and back. Love was a tender labour to act upon. But, it was all worth. Riza arched up her hips to Jakob’s thrust so that he could penetrate the garden even deeper. The mouse thrust into her even harder and faster. He lightly kissed his muse on the lips in the process. Riza kissed back and slipped her tongue into his mouth. Their tongue kept battling each other the whole time.

At long last, Jakob came within his muse. “AHHH!!!” he yelled out happily in her sweet cherry mouth. Riza let her body relax as her lover flooded her. They kissed one last time before he collapsed right next to her. Both lied there panting. Jakob turned to the teacher and looked at her. “How was that tonight?” he asked happily. Ms. Hawkeye smiled at him sweetly. “You did well tonight,” she said relaxed. “The next time, I expect to see something a little different.” Jakob looked at her with questions in his eyes. “What do you mean?” he asked. “Oh,” his girlfriend replied. “You’ll figure something out!” Then, they kissed good night on the lips.