“Well, we are quite a pair, aren’t we?” she said and turned to look at me. “I’m trying to get rid of a cold fish, and you can’t get at Kel...y’s catfish!”We both burst out laughing. The sofa shook from our hearty guffaws and the aura instantly eased around us.“I appreciate you telling me what you told me, Josh. I’m glad you trust me that much.”“I do trust you. It was easy to tell you. Especially after the way you opened up to me.”I looked at her pretty face, and into her dewy eyes. It was like. When I heard Martha in my head offering to tell me another story, I couldn’t refuse. ‘This one is not about me,’ Martha started. ‘It couldn’t be. I’d been dead for years when this happened.’ ‘Then how…?’ I asked. ‘Like you, the main person in this story used to listen to my stories. I became part of her, as you become part of me, and I experienced her life as you have felt mine through involvement in my stories. How doesn’t really matter. You know that it happens. It did for her too. Now just. It was a light musky scent that was arousing. I realized it was coming from one of the girls and pushed back against the wall to think. The girl with the black fur and silver spots sniffed the air and looked at me before saying something to the other girls.She stood and walked towards me with a sway to her hips. Her long tail swinging slowly back and forth behind her. The closer she got, the stronger the smell. She knelt in front of me and looked into my eyes, "I need you really bad."I didn't. You'll have to come get it later" Emily said smirking."That's odd," I said. "There usu..." she stopped me by putting her hand on my arm and smiling. "I said you can GET IT later"Later on, I went down. It was the day before the holiday so basically no one was around. When I walked in, Emily was sitting at the desk. I could see that her pants were undone And see the edges of her bush coming out the side of her pink panties."I lost the folder. You're going to have to come in here and help me find.