Priscilla looked up at me, eyebrow raised. ‘I mean,’ I stammered, ‘of all the wishes you could have wished… why this? Of all the guys you coul... have picked… why me?’ She smiled again in that unmistakably feline fashion of hers, and I sensed that she was readying herself for another untried task: human speech. The words came from deep within, and she spoke in a typically unhurried, languid fashion. ‘Because…’ she said, and her smile grew wider. ‘Because… I like… the way… you scratch my tummy.’. Her head slightly enlarged like all I have seen with her horns turned inward toward each rather than forward like the others. Eye pupils black as space and the most beautiful crimson colored skin; with her tail ending in a conical tuft like the others. I bowed to one knee and I saw her smile as I looked up. She was ... Oh hell; I was instantly hard as a neutron rod and my jump-suit didn't hide much as I stood up. I turned red as I saw her look down toward my crotch and turn slightly away in. Their dad was anyway reading his stupid book so I decided to take the chance and walked over and put my hand on her waist, caressing and lightly pressing into her and hugging her from behind, careful not to let my hardon touch her, “hi, my sexy girlfriend”, I whispered into her ear. But to my shock, she pushed me away quietly and didn’t react at all. I decided not to push my luck any more and quietly help set the table. As we waited for her to finish the cooking, Janani came up to me and. He was a really cute younger black guy about half my age and it did turn me on because I knew he want more than to talk with me. Well he called me a couple more times in the next week and at one point told me he was playing with his self thinking about me sucking his cock. Every time he would ask to come over but I would always say no. Well the next friday night I had just taken a shower cleaned myself out and put my butt plug in, then got dressed sort of slutty as I had a friend who was coming.