"Right now just call another one and we'll see what happens." "And just what am I supposed to be doing?" "When you hear me say 'Let me get your mone...' you can come out of the bedroom and watch. Neat, Huh? "Yeah, 'Neat." She scurried toward the door, standing on her tiptoes to look at the peephole. She took a quick look towards the elevator as she opened the door to allow the deadbolt to hold it open. "Go hide. Shoo. Back into the bedroom. Just wait." Her nerves were starting to get to her. ^= I took a short break, chatting with two of my favorite people here on Lush, my Mistress and Dancing Doll… coming clean about my state, discussing… well, perhaps those topics should be left to the imagination… then, it was time to let go of the last little vestiges of girl-hood, leave that 5% behind and transform into kitty girl –why do I suddenly hear dramatic movie music in my head? =^.^= My mittens went on last. After that… well, human things became difficult with no fingers to work. I thanked him and he asked me if I had roadside service. Even though we do have it, I told him we didn't in the hopes that he'd stick around and help me. He was a young country boy who was looking really good. He wasn't real tall but he was built well and really attractive with a great smile. He asked if I'd call a tow truck and I said I'd just call my dad and have him help me out. He asked if I needed a ride somewhere and I asked if he'd mind driving me home. He said that he would and I. She blinked, wondering why he hadn’t deflated yet, as was norm, but she simply gave it a shrug, use to all of the little glitches Seven showed every now and again. ‘May as well take advantage of it, though.’ She thought with a wicked chuckle as she cast a grin up at Seven as he watched her, her right hand coming to wrap around the base of his cock. Keeping her eyes locked with Seven’s dark sapphire orbs, her tongue gave the head a gentle lap, the flavour of her own juices bursting over her.