"Oscar read the letter again, frowning."There are some conditions…"Megan continued to brush her blonde hair in front of the bathroom mirror."So what...", she asked, shrugging. "If it's that invitation you were waiting for, the one to that party where your boss decides about promotions and who is allowed into the inner circle of leadership, then I guess it's normal to have some dress codes and the like." It's not that. Not only", replied Oscar. "For starters: You are invited too. Your presence is. I was in the kitchen getting some more drinks and didn’t notice I had company until I heard a voice say, “Hey kitty kitty,” and yank on my tail! As tight as my ass was, it could not keep the tail in and it came out and the plug part fell to the ground. I turned around quickly and saw three of my son’s friends standing there, the one in the middle holding the furry end of my tail. They were all looking very surprised and then curious as they looked at the plug end and then all three seemed to. The school year had just finished and it was party season for sure."Oh, that's great, Timmy. You'll have beer?"Timmy looked at me. "Not that kind of party. Not this time. This one will be a very small party, by invitation only, and please don't tell anyone else about it."I was surprised and very curious. "I guess I'm invited to this small party?" Yes you are. You and only two others - Mike and Josh." That's too small to even be called a party, I said, half jokingly."Timmy looked at me again,. Informally, in a private ceremony, we can give our vows to each other and we can be married in our own minds, but not for the public. Now does that settle that?"I was mobbed, I was getting kissed and hugged and cried on so much I just let them do it. I was a mess when they finally let me up, and someone was peeking his head above my shorts. They both oohed and aahed over him, and I said, "I gotta pee, so please excuse me."I went into the bathroom and sat on my thinking throne, 'What have I.