I'd be mincing around the entire club, waiting tables, no doubt having mybottom pinched and squealing in faked outrage when it happened. I'd leanover ...hem and let them have a glimpse of my lace-encased breasts. Could Icarry that off?But even though I was self-conscious, even I could recognise I wasn't theleast feminine of the kittens. Not that any of them were masculine. Mylittle boobies weren't the biggest, but they weren't the smallest. Acouple of the kittens were, in female terms, quite. I knew I had to be honest with her. I couldn't deny it now. "She is the reason I have this ability, and why contact with you magnifies it." I explained to her about the dormant gene, and she took it better than I would have expected."Why are the aliens activating this gene?" She sounded genuinely curious."Little aliens that I call demons, are on their way to Earth, and should be here in less than six months. They will likely kill us and eat us, unless I can come up with an idea on how to stop. We are very much in love and I’m really proud of him. He’s not a cuckold hubby and we definitely do not have any sort of power differential in our marriage and I would never cheat on him behind his back or humiliate him in any way. Likewise, I definitely wouldn’t allow him to be intimidated, but nevertheless he does enjoy me seeking pleasure and love with other guys and I’m happy to let him sit and watch “close up” as I fully satisfy other partners for our mutual pleasure and his sexual. Very pleasing on the eyes and someone whose body I would definatelyworship.She reached across the table, offering her hand, and said, "GoodAfternoon, I'm Tiffany."I stood, reached out and gently took her hand, bowing down and giving ita light kiss across the knuckles and replied, "A pleasure", which earnedme another soft laugh. Sitting back down, the waitress showed up,refilled my coffee, filled her cup, and left, after we indicated, wewouldn't be ordering anything yet."Well, you are real. .