" AND discreet," I added with a smile. "But like, I don't really havemuch hair growing on my legs, and I heard that shaving can make it growfaster, ri...ht? Anyway, I love how my skin feels after it gets waxed."Dr. Cooper chuckled, "Yes it IS nice, isn't it? I'll admit, I likehaving that done too. It's a splurge, but it's worth it, isn't it?" Yeah," I remarked lightly, enjoying the novelty of sharing with a realgenetic woman about an experience only familiar to females. "I think I'mworth it. " ... Must not be awakened!" came another, more urgently."... dispose of her..." insisted another, sending chills down Misty's spine as she simply closed her eyes and gritted her teeth.'It's just to scare me, it's just to scare me, ' she repeated over and over again until the voices faded and Misty opened her eyes to see something new upon the walls.They were lined with portraits. Actual painted renditions of people as opposed to the framed photographs Miranda's house had. At first, most of the. As I was leaving I had to brush past him…suddenly there was a hand on my ass! I stopped and backed up a little, his caress turned into a grab and squeeze. He was checking to see what I was wearing under the sarong…no luck with two wraps of material.“They’re pretty brief cotton bikinis.” I offered. He groped a little more until I had to see to someone at the desk but; I made sure to touch his hand and put a little pressure on it before walking away. The touch, the squeeze of my backside, the. She glares down at me from large yellow cat eyes. Though the only reason she is looking down at me is because of the height of the table. She is probably just a little over four feet tall. Her skin is more like scales and a glossy red. Throughout the red are swirls of black that could almost be tribal tattoos.She has freaky backwards knees and clawed, three-toed feet. Her hands are similar, with three talons for fingers. Her face is human enough; eyes, slits for a nose, slightly budging mouth.