His brain catalogued the facts that she was well muscled and in her prime.“Stone,” Stix said before she looked up from the fire. The catalo’s he...d swivelled at the sound of her voice. It bared it’s very large teeth and growled at the noise that had no source that she could see. Stone felt his bladder void as its fetid breath blew into his face from only thirty centimetres away after she stepped even closer.Ant’s had a deep and very real fear of catalos, as the cat-like creatures loved to rip. He liked thefeminine things she had. The reason he took so little effort in keepingup his appearance was that he had no interest in boyish looks but wasafraid to let anyone know he wanted to look girly. Since he was afraidof letting his true desires be known, he stuck to dull sweatpants orjeans. He let his hair grow long, almost to his shoulders, as that wasnot uncommon for boys these days. However, he pretended not to careabout it and kept it hidden under a hat of some sort anytime he wentout.. "Which one next?" "Let's do the young one – I think I saw her move a bit and it's easier before the muscle relaxant wears off." A cold hand touched my arm. The shock was all I needed to force my eyes open. At first nothing was clear. The man next to me was just a fuzzy blob. He was undoing straps holding my body in place. Oh god, what was I wearing?"If it wasn't for all the cameras around this place I'd definitely take a taste of this one." The man was pulling my panties off. I was naked. "Not. It was a very nice thing for her to do. Unfortunately she made the wrong dish. She served the dinner and being a stupid male, I asked her, ‘What’s this?’ ‘That’s the dish you pointed out in the paper last week,’ Beth said, very pleased that she had surprised me and showed me the clipping from the paper. I must have had a brain fart, because instead of saying thank you, I turned the clipping over, pointed out the other dish, and said, ‘No, this is the one I wanted.’ Now I have no excuse for.