’ ‘OK, Susan.’ Not much else I could say, she was holding all the cards, calling all the shots. ‘Shall I come up in twenty minutes if you are...not down by then?’ ‘That’s a good idea,’ she smiled, ‘The Penthouse, the code to the car park door is 1234 and the elevator code is 5678. Damn! That is so lame, I hadn’t really thought about it before.’ I nodded and rested my butt on the bonnet, folded my arms, apparently resigned to wait. ‘See you in twenty, then.’ She flashed that stunning smile again. I was stretched out after I had slipped my dress off and was enjoying the slowly cooling night air, it was still about eighty but the breeze was lovely across my bare skin making me think back to my naked walk and fuck on the beach last night. After a few minutes, a cute guy in formal dress came over and sat in the next chair. "Hi, I'm Mike, you look comfortable," which began a short conversation of small talk as he told me he was here for his friend's wedding and how nice he thought I looked. While David is fairly handsome and your mother and sister both quite beautiful and fairly well endowed in the breast area, they are all relatively normal when compared to yourself.For the most part, your appearance is human save for a few feline characteristics such as a pair of cat-like ears in place of human ones atop your head, and a long prehensile tail with red-gold hair. Your eyes are golden, with vertical slit-like pupils such as is common for felines. There was also, however, a. It was the voice, the voice from her dreams. She proceeded to walk to the stage and now stood at its foot. The woman’s head stayed down and even though she was standing only a few feet away, Cara still could not see her face clearly. The woman stood confidently with her hands behind her back. She was motionless. “Do you trust me, Cara?” The voice hissed. A warm familiar calm flooded Cara’s stomach and she nodded her head. “Good, then we shall proceed.” Cara stood still at the base of the stage..