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It was a beautiful but cool night, when I arrived home from my job. Climbing out of my banged up old grey pick up truck, I couldn't help but to stop and admire the full moon.

"Beautiful as always.", I say to myself as i smiled sadly.

After grabbing my back pack and lunch from my truck, I start to walk up my drive way to the door. I pull out my clicker and listen for my car alarm to arm. Hearing the familiar sound of the horn going off, I nod and slide my key into the lock on my door. After opening and walking through, I put my pack onto my couch and take a deep breath. I let the scent of my home invade my snout. My house smelled dirty, no surprise there, but there was a very faint and lingering scent of a female. Memories of days gone by began to flood into my head. They were all great and loving memories, but the past can't be rewritten and it is time for me to move on from those bittersweet memories.

I take a deep breath and walk into my kitchen while trying to control my raging and mixed emotions. I couldn't tell if I wanted to destroy something or if I just wanted to break down and fall apart. I felt like I was about to burst apart. I just stopped and took a deep breath. "I won't let my emotions rule me," I thought to myself. Once I had control over myself again, I moved over to my freezer and opened it up. I opened my lunch box up and began the habitual process of putting away the ice packs and uneaten items into the fridge. Upon closer inspection of my fridge, I realize that I haven't been eating very well at all. My freezer had a couple of boxes of waffles and frozen burritos in it, while my fridge had two month old lettuce. Actually, I take that back. I pick up the lettuce and get a closer look at it. Yep, like I thought, six months past its best by date, "Lovely," I growl annoyed. The stems were all brown and there was some weird slimy liquid at the bottom of the container.

"Yeah, no. You're going into the trash", I tell it, half expecting it to scream. "NOOO!!! Spare us!!!!". I chuckle at my own stupid joke as I toss the greenish/brown abomination into the trash can next to the fridge.

I look back into the fridge for something to eat for dinner. I grimace as I realize that there was nothing but slowly rotting food left in it. I sigh heavily as I submit to having cereal for dinner, again.Closing the fridge, I head over to the cub bards and look for a bowl and spoon. Finding none, I slump my shoulders and look at my sink. What I saw, almost made me puke. The dishes were piled high and looked about ready to topple over at any second or if somebeast were to just sneeze at it. Sighing, I roll up my sleeves and pull down on my tie and brave the mass of disgusting dishes.

What felt like an eternity later, more like just twenty minutes really, I finally had something to eat off of. Happy with myself at my job well done, I head over to my pantry and grab some cereal out of it and pour myself a bowl. I was almost set to chow down when I realized that I still needed milk. So I walk back over to my fridge and look through the rotting food, I find the milk hiding behind a bushel of rotting celery and open it up. Upon opening it, I could smell that the milk had soured. Great. That's one more thing I need to take care of, I thought to myself annoyed. But I still poured it into my cereal after saying, Fuck it. Though I did make sure to throw out the rotting pile of food that was my fridge away, along with what was left of the milk.

Leaving the kitchen, I head into my living room and pick up my back pack and empty it real quick. As soon as I had opened the main pocket and turned it over the contents started to spill out. After everything had fallen out, I pick up my bowl of cereal and munch on a couple of spoonfuls as I surveyed the carnage of trash that now littered my floor. Soda bottles, candy wrappers and what I think was a note from my boss. Putting down my cereal, I bent down and picked up the note. Yep, note from my boss saying that I was going to have to work the weekend, again. Sighing, I began cleaning up my trash and throw it all away. When I returned I picked up the bottles and put them in the recycle for the next free day I had to take them to the recycle plant. Once my living room was cleaned up, I picked up my some-what soggy cereal and padded over to my office.

Along my way to the office, I padded past an empty room that smelled heavy of a female. I sighed as I fought back tears and closed the door. Taking a deep breath I continue padding down the hall to my office. My home, was a three bed and one bath little place. It wasn't in the greatest of shape as I wasn't in the mindset to truly clean it all the time. Finally reaching the end of the hall where my office was, I stood there looking at my pride and joy. My somewhat new personal computer that I had saved up two years worth of wages to buy. I bought it for the sole purpose of playing the military simulator ARMA 3. I smiled as I sat down and turned on my computer and listened to her purrr as she began her start up sequence. Once I got to the log in screen, I put my empty cereal bowl down and logged in. After seeing the desktop come up, I got up and padded back to the kitchen and put my bowl in the sink.

I padded back to my bedroom and proceeded to begin my process of taking a shower. I turned on my music player to some radio station and began practicing my stripping technique. Starting with the song, I started to dance seductively around the room, slowly and playfully pulling on select portions of my clothes at random times. After a minute or two of teasing, I slowly untie my tie and let it hang loosely around my neck. I love having silk ties to play with. I unbuttoned my trousers and took out my hardening extremity. Grabbing my tie and I wrap it around my now hard and large piece of meat. Letting the tie hang down, I began dancing again while slowly taking off my shirt turning away from my bed pretending that my lover was sitting there. Dipping down low and exposing myself a couple of times I take my shirt off and start to wiggle my way out of my trousers and underwear. As my remaining clothes began to fall off, I bend down and expose myself again, teasingly covering my rear end with my tail while swishing it back and forth barely exposing myself. By this time my trousers were on the floor and the song set had ended.

Standing up, I take a deep breath and step out of my trousers and look down at the extremity that was tied a little too tight by my tie. I felt a small urge to shoot out my load but instead untied myself and walked into the shower. I looked down at my stiff and twitching piece of meat and smiled knowing that I am definitely getting over my pain. Satisfied with myself, I walk into the bathroom and turn on my shower and look at myself in the mirror while I waited for the water to get warm.

I'm not that impressive looking for a wolf. The other wolves that I know have females literally asking for their phone numbers because of how masculine they look and act. Me? Well, my fur is matted and messy. My eyes are constantly bloodshot from the long hours I pull at work, but the pay is worth it. The only female I really know is my boss, who is a honey badger. She and I chat but its not the chat that friends have but the chat a boss has where she is pushing all her issues onto her subordinate because she feels better afterwards. Every female I do try to chat to doesn't like to chat for too long. Probably because of how disheveled I look. I sigh as I droop my head realizing that my personality has become crap due to my latest break up a couple of months ago. Looking back I notice that my mirror has begun to fog up. I push myself back and pad over and climb into the shower.

Feeling the water hit my fur, felt absolutely amazing. Being in here allowed me to let myself go of my worries for a little while and just focus on myself for once. Once I finished my shower, I turned off the water and stood there for a couple of seconds before shaking to air dry myself. Climbing out of the shower, I grab my towel and walk into my room drying my rump. I look over at my closet and see myself in the sliding mirror. I laugh as I see myself. My grayish brown fur was all puffy from the humidity of the shower. Is it just me? Or is it humid in here? Feels humid to me, I chuckle to myself. Picking up the towel I quickly dry my fur above my waist. Throwing the towel onto my bed, I grab a brush from off my chest of drawers and start to brush my fur. Several minutes later, I put the brush away and put on my favorite pair of lounge pants and underwear.

They felt great to wear when I had nothing to do and just wanted to wear next to nothing around my home. I stretch after standing up from sitting on my bed and pad down the hall to my office. I walk in and turn on the over head light and ceiling fan to help keep my office cool while I did some gaming. I pad over to my office chair and sit down spinning a couple times just because I could. Finally I stop after getting a little dizzy and place my paws above the keyboard and begin logging into my various gaming applications while launching ARMA 3 on my main monitor.

Several hours later, I log off after having a funny conversation about the antics of the new players with several of the gamers I play with. After making sure my computer was completely shut down and there were no problems, I got up and padded to my bedroom. Rubbing my eyes I turn off my over head light and stumble my way over to my bed. I smashed my one pawn into the corner of the bed. Not pleasant at all. But after another minute of stumbling around I finally make it to my nightstand and turn on my light. Blinded by the light, I cover my eyes really quickly with my forepaws until my eyes had adjusted again. I pull the sheet back on my bed and climb in, propping my pillow up so I could read my book. Checking the time, I tell myself that I will read only for 30 minutes.

45 minutes later, I finally put the book down and turn of my light and snuggle into bed. Not long after I drift off to sleep, dreaming of the day where I could go for a ride a blue police box.