I found the idea intriguing but I just didn’t think I could misguide people like that. I’d be a ‘fake’ and that’s what I spent my entire col...ege life fighting and protesting against. “You’d be great y’know?” she said, breaking the silence. “And why, pray tell, would that be?” “You’re flawless. You have perfect skin, a perfect smile; you’re just beautiful okay. You could be the angel from above or the seductress from below. Eeither one you’d be fantastic at and you’d get clients left, right. "I could eat." I think I see her peak at my crotch, But I can't be sure. "Well, What would you like?" I ask. She skulks to me on all fours, her feline gracefulness unmatched by any other being alive. When she gets to me, she rubs her body along my leg. "Meat." She licks her lips. I stand there stunned. "O-Okay..." I gulp and stutter. She winks at me and slinks out the kitchen, her tail held high giving me a great view. 'What the fuck?! She was definitely coming onto me...' I think, my eyes. " We continued fondling and petting lightly."What are we going to do with this now that we have it so stiff? And what to do about me being so wet?" Her tongue slipped into my ear as she finished whispering."Can we just do this a little longer?" I offered."Ohhhhh, yes ... by all means, yes," she said breathily against my ear.I continued fondling her breasts through the Maidenform shape, enjoying every exploration of mysterious seams and swatches of lace under my fingers. My cock worked its way. In the kitchen I poured two glasses of my favourite Chenin Blanc, sat down at the breakfast island that separated the kitchen from the living area and waited for her to return. "It's all so beautiful," she said, eventually taking a seat opposite to me. "And that large painting hanging over your bed is very sexy."It was a painting that an artist in Rio had done for me when I was working there. It portrayed two women lying together with their hands between each other's legs. "It's meant to.