Watching Sim Talvez walk away, leaving her standing rooted to the spot, unable to process what had just happened, Goldie felt like her world was spinning out of control. Part of her wanted to chase after him, to apologize, to explain why she acted the way she did. But her pride wouldn't allow it. Instead, she reluctantly climbs into her luxurious sports car and speeds off toward her lavish mansion, consumed by guilt and confusion.

Once home, Sim Talvez strips down to reveal his toned, muscular form, covered in sweat from the hot afternoon sun. He takes a refreshing shower, savoring every drop of cool water cascading over his tense muscles. Afterward, he lies naked on his bed, closing his eyes, attempting to clear his mind. But thoughts of the rich golden retriever kemonomimi continue to haunt him. Her fluffy tail wagging seductively, her cute pink nose twitching adorably, her sweet perfume lingering in his nostrils despite the distance they had traveled apart. His member hardened at the mere thought of her slender figure pressed against his rougher build. Desire fueled by frustration and unrequited infatuation, Sim Talvez decides to indulge himself, imagining how it would feel to finally have Goldie Retteridge, the most sought-after girl in their high school, moaning his name while he claimed her virginity.

Back at Goldie's mansion, she tosses and turns restlessly throughout the night, her mind constantly drifting back to the encounter earlier. Despite her best efforts, images of Sim Talvez's bare chest and strong arms intertwined with hers refused to dissipate. In a fit of frustration, she throws off the sheets, padding barefoot across her opulently decorated room. Goldie reaches for her phone, opening up her secret social media app where she browsed through various furry porn accounts under pseudonyms. Nothing seemed to quench her insatiable desire. With a growl of frustration, she smashes her expensive smartphone against the marble floor, shattering it into pieces. In the midst of her destructive tantrum, there's a sudden knock on her window. Trembling with fear and anticipation, Goldie slowly approaches the French doors leading onto her balcony. Slowly, ever so carefully, she peers through the curtains. And there he stands, tall, broad shouldered, and completely nude except for his erect member straining against his jeans.