She had a car so drove back to her flat. When we got in we went to the living room and sat down. She took her heels off so i enjoyed looking at her fe...t which were still in her navy opaque tights. We chatted for a bit about tights and how we both loved the feel of them and she'd asked me a few things about them and how i got into wearing them etc. She then said she wanted to get freshened up and changed but before she did she stood up and slid her skirt down and then peeled off her navy tights. " Were his parting words.After baking the cookies, I ate one. The Holy Bible was now their trivet. I left the kitchen and knocked on Race's door."What is it? I'm studying."I'd never caught my boy studying. His father would threaten to beat him, but that was years ago. I guess I had assumed Race studied. It's just that I rarely visited when he was in his room."I won't bother you, then." Those cookies smell pretty great." Do you want one?" Do you have one?" I guessed he didn't want me to bother. ”“Of course,” I said, stalling for time a little. “Thing is, Lia, you’re sure that’s what he was after, that you having that ... there, that was his primary objective? You don’t think that maybe he just wanted you to be as realistic a catgirl as you could be, and that’s the most realistic way there is to wear a tail?”“Jim, please tell me you don’t think animal’s tails come out of their arses?”I chuckled. “Of course not but you know what I mean. So what are you going to do about it?”“Not sure. I. He never showed up and now I felt like a fool. My skinnow felt too tight, my clothes too restricting. Mymouth felt dry while other parts felt wet. I had to getoff the dance floor and out of this place. I feltabsolutely ridiculous. The elevator and restrooms wereover to the right. I just had to get some space, air. Ihad to get it together quickly. If I still wanted toshow him the fire he had played with, the in-controlwoman I am… was… normally, I better get ittogether. I stopped at.