He turned his head, and in the dim moonlight, Icould see his eyes open."What are you doing here?" he asked. "You were having a nightmare," I sa...d, "and youwere moaning. I came to see what I could do foryou." Do for me," he said. "I was dreaming about you,about your hand, about your tits, Esther." Do what? My tits?" "What you did with your hand. Yes, your tits." I knew he was half-asleep. I didn't want himmoaning anymore, waking up everyone in the house.I grabbed his cock,. Kat apparently knew what she had to do. Once again I admired the way she moved towards me, rubbing against my legs as cats do. She even purred. The only thing missing to make the illusion perfect was a fur, but her smooth, silky warm skin more than just made up for that.I guess I shouldn't have been surprised by the first lick of her tongue. But when I felt her lick my inner thigh I couldn't help but flinch and look at my Mistress for guidance. Which shouldn't have been necessary. I knew what I. "As long as it takes, which could be quite a while", is all she would say. She reached into her medical bag and removed a hypodermic needle and a small vile of clear liquid. She loaded the hypodermic and began to rub cotton on my arm. "You don't need to give me any more knock-out drops. As you can see, I'm not going anywhere". "Oh, this will not make you sleep. This is estrogen. Before you know it, you are going to have so much of this in your system that you may not even be able to find that. You certainly had me going there." Didn't you come?" Oh yes," she exclaimed, squeezing his hand on her breast. "And it was all I could manage to keep from screaming out loud at the table. What would you have done if I had?" I would have apologized to everyone and said I thought your climax would have taken longer than it did." Go on... You!" she laughed, then sighed as Paris teased her nipple."Seriously, I'd be forced to say something. Everyone would have known what happened, so why deny it?".