Grabbing the phone coffee in hand step out onto the deck soaking in the sun as I dial my Lovers number.The phone comes to life with his deep sexy voic... as he says hello, smiling to my self because every time he talks I get a warm feeling in my stomachthat grows throughout my body. Answering his hello I then run the idea past him his says sounds like a fine idea,where would you like to meet for the picnic, giggling at the pond in the middle of nowhere,he says fine idea,I will meet you there. Her bodywas covered in orange and black, with touches of white around hercheeks. Her breasts and belly also had white fur. Dominique ran her half hand-half paws over her body, as if shewas exploring it. She still had claws but they were not as prominent. "Are you okay?" asked Minda. "I feel wonderful," purred Dominique, as she ran a hand acrossher breast. Minda found that she was doing the same as she stared back atthe cat-woman. "You are stunning." Dominique's tongue ran. Her hand was trembling as she picked up the phone and dialled the number given. A business-like woman answered the phone and took down her details before asking her what she wanted. In a faltering voice Angie said out loud the words that she had said in her head so many times, ‘I want to book Clara for an evening on the 25 May.’ There was silence at the other end of the phone save for the turning of pages, and Angie could feel her heart beating fast. ‘Yes, she is free,’ came the reply. ”“Then why even ask her?” Janice said as I expected.“She’s the voice and face of a lively generation of movers and shakers. I like her music, as does our audiences when one of the girls sings any of her songs. Besides that, when she is wearing ... street clothes, I think she is very pretty. No wrecking balls will be allowed on stage with her,” I added.They all laughed at that, with Brian writing it all down. “Maybe, you could talk her famous dad to join her?”“Who is her father?” Princess.