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Callie and Sarah arrived back at the house, then unloaded the van by bringing the groceries into the kitchen. Callie finished putting the items that needed to go into the refrigerator away, then asked, "Sarah, can you go and get Felina and the others from next door while I get things set up here to make the pizzas?"
"Sure, Callie," Sarah responded, and looked around the kitchen for her dragon. She then asked, "Do you have any idea where my dragon could have gotten to? I miss having it on my shoulder."
"I have no idea, Sarah, but it is so small, it couldn't have gotten too far. Why don't you make a game out of looking for it while getting the others?" Callie asked as she put away some of the groceries.
"That sounds like a great idea, Callie! I can look for Persival and Isis too. I loved flying with him this afternoon. I can't wait to tell my friends at school that I am friends with a winged puma. They are going to be so jealous," Sarah said.
Callie dropped the bag of mozzarella cheese she was holding in her right paw, went to Sarah, and put both of her paws on her shoulders. Callie then nervously said. "Whoa, Sarah, you can't tell anyone about Persival and Isis. Anyone who doesn't know how friendly and gentle they are would want to take them away from us. We don't want that to happen, do we?"
"No, I don't want someone to take them away, Callie. I would hate for that to happen," Sarah said. She started running towards the kitchen door, and said as she left, "I will keep them a secret forever, I promise. I'm going to get Auntie Felina and the rest, and bring them back over here for our pizza party! Be back soon." Sarah left the kitchen and let the screen door slam shut.
Callie winced as the door slammed, then giggled like a schoolgirl. After she stopped laughing, Callie said, "She's just like I was at that age. I wonder what the future has in store for her."
Lying under a large shade tree in the rear yard, Mark and Lisa were recovering from a very intense makeout session. Lisa had her head resting on Mark's left shoulder, while her right paw made lazy circles across his bare chest and abdomen.
Mark held her in a tight embrace while she did what she wanted to his body. He had just turned his head to kiss her forehead again when he felt her paw traveling lower on his body. It was about to slip under the waistband of the underwear Callista had gotten him when he grabbed her paw and said, "Where does my incredibly sexy fiancée think her paw is going?"
"Your incredibly sexy fiancée's paw was going to take care of her hot fiancé's big problem. You think I can't tell that certain parts of your anatomy have been affected by what we've been doing?" Lisa asked
Mark rolled on top of her, and kissed her, hard. He let his strong paw travel up her torso to the swell of her breast. Mark lifted his head away from hers long enough to say, "You are really making it very hard to keep my promise to you. I want to make love to you so badly right now, it hurts."
Lisa pulled his briefs down his legs as far as she could, then brought her arm back around his neck before she said, "Well, I certainly don't want the tom I love to keep suffering. I don't want to wait any longer, either. I've decided that I want you to make love to me, Mark. Right now."
Mark didn't need to be told twice. He lowered his paws to her hips, ripped the panties from her body, and made love to her for the first time.
Thirty minutes later, they were both in the afterglow of making love. Lisa rested her head on his chest, while Mark had his left arm wrapped around her tightly. He said after he kissed her again, "That was amazing. I have never felt such a connection with a she-cat when I made love to them before."
"That is because we are hopelessly in love with each other," Lisa said. "I'm glad we are getting married in a couple of months. I would hate not to be able to fit into my dress."
Mark lifted his head and turned it to face her. He then asked, "What are you saying, Lisa?"
"Dear, I'm ovulating, and I am not on any birth control. I don't recall you using anything, either. You might have just gotten me pregnant. Are you ready to be a father?" Lisa asked.
Mark put his head back down and put his left arm over his chest. He then asked, "I might be a father? Wow! I must be the luckiest tom out there. Not only do I get to marry the hottest she-cat in the city, she is going to be the mother of my kittens." He rolled onto his right side, kissed Lisa, and then said, "I love you. Marry me tonight. I don't want to be without you anymore, Lisa."
Lisa caressed the side of his face and said, "Mark, nothing would make me happier, but we can't get married tonight. We have a very large ceremony planned in two months. What are we going to do? Not have the large wedding that our parents wanted?"
"We can still have that ceremony, Lisa. This tiny one will be just be for our SWAT family and Sarah," Mark replied. "Lisa, I want to call you my wife from now on. I love you so much that I don't want to be apart from you ever again. So Lisa Ericson, will you marry me, tonight?"
"Yes, Mark. I will marry you tonight.. if you can pull it off," Lisa answered.
Mark got up and searched for his underwear, leaving him completely on display for all to see when Sarah ran down from Felina's house yelling, "Mark! Lisa! Callie and I have the stuff to make dinner. Come help us."
"Oh, crap! We can't let Sarah see us like this!" Lisa exclaimed. "Where are my clothes?"
"I don't know; what did you do with mine?" Mark asked as he frantically looked for his clothing.
Lisa quickly found and pulled on her leggings while she looked around for something, anything, to cover her currently bare breasts. She found Mark's shirt in a bush behind them and put it on. The huge gray t-shirt that fit Mark like a glove nearly swallowed her lithe body. Meanwhile, Mark found his underwear and pulled them on.
Lisa watched Mark pull on the briefs, and let out a wolf whistle of appreciation as she slapped his ass.
Mark was about to retaliate when he heard Sarah getting closer to them. Not having the time to find the rest his clothing, he jumped behind the bushes and hid.
"There you are, Lisa. Where is Mark, and why are you wearing his shirt?" Sarah asked.
Not having a decent answer for her, Lisa said the first thing that came to her. "Mark and I like to wear each other's shirts sometimes, Sarah. That is why I am wearing his. He is around here somewhere trying to get into mine. Let's head back to the house, Sarah. Mark will be along shortly." She then led Sarah away so Mark could find his clothes and join them later.
Mark poked his head up from behind the bushes and watched Lisa and Sarah walk away. Mark said as he crawled out from behind the bush he had been hiding behind, "She is going to be an awesome mother. I hope I can pull this off. I really want to marry her tonight, surrounded by our friends."
"You want to marry her tonight, Mark?" Tina asked as she stood there looking at his mostly naked form. "What did you two do that makes you want to marry her tonight instead of having that lavish ceremony you were planning?"
"Hi Tina. Please help me find my clothes and I will explain," Mark said, and started looking for his clothing that Lisa had thrown who knew where.
Tina found Mark's pants and socks across the yard. She picked them up and walked back to Mark. As she handed the clothing to him, she said, "I'm waiting, start explaining."
Mark took his pants from her and started putting them on his body. He said, "Thanks, Tina." Once his pants were secured, he started answering her question. "Tina, I love Lisa so much, it hurts to be apart from her. Today our love for each other came to a boiling point and we.. coupled for the first time. Afterwards, she told me that she was ovulating, and I might have impregnated her. Those are the two reasons I want to marry her tonight."
Tina's mouth dropped open, and she tackled him to the ground. She put her arms around him and said, "And I thought you were just marrying her to get her in bed." She then kissed his cheek and said, "I'm joking with you, Mark. I'll help you in any way possible, as long as I get to be an Aunt to your kitten."
Mark hugged her tighter, almost crushing her against his body. He then said, "I wouldn't have it any other way, Tina. Lisa and I want both you and Katerina to be Aunts to our kittens. I don't know if I ever told you this before, but you and Katerina are like sisters to me, and I love you both."
"Aww, you are just a big softy, aren't you, Mark?" Tina asked as she stroked his bare chest. She then said, "You know what? I love you, too, big brother. Come on, we don't want to keep Sarah waiting, and I hope you have a bigger shirt. Not that Callie, Felina, and Lisa will mind seeing you shirtless."
"Then I'm going to have to parade around without my shirt on so you lovely ladies can bask in my glory," Mark said and grinned.
Tina narrowed her eyes, grabbed his left ear, and said as she dragged him away, "Let's go, Adonis. You have dinner to make with a kitten."
Ulysses picked up a magazine from the table in front of the sofa and sat down. He opened the magazine to a random page and started reading. Ulysses quickly closed the magazine and turned it over to read the cover. It read 'Glamour: The Art of Being a She-cat in the Modern World'. He threw the magazine back down onto the table and searched for something, less feminine to read.
Callista went to her dressing table and dropped the towel she was wearing. She quickly gazed at herself in the mirror and admired her body. Callista grabbed the strapless, green silk leotard that she had already laid out to wear that night and shimmied into it. The bodysuit hugged her every curve precisely, and since it was strapless and almost backless, it appeared that the only thing holding it up was her chest. She then pulled on her stockings and garter belt, and finally went to her closet to retrieve her dress. She gently lowered it just enough so that she could slip one leg, then the other into the dress. She brought it up carefully, making sure that it hugged her hips without bunching. Threading her arms through the loops that made up her sleeves with the greatest of care, she then lifted her shoulders, sliding the material into place. She then reached around behind herself and zipped the dress up with the ease of long practice. She took one last look at herself in the mirror and said, "Ulysses, you are going to be completely tongue-tied when you see me in this." She then sat down and started doing her makeup.
Ulysses managed to find a copy of 'Kitchen Magic' buried in the pile of magazines on the table. He leaned back on the couch and started reading again.
Callista ran a brush through her long, blonde hair one more time. Finally satisfied with her hair, she put the brush down and turned her attention to her makeup. She carefully swiped some eyeshadow on her eyelids before tracing the edge with eyeliner to help draw Ulysses' eyes to hers. Then she applied a light layer of red lipstick to emphasize her naturally rosy lips. Happy with her choices, she left her room and walked to the living room where Ulysses was reading a magazine. Callista stopped and bent one knee to put an emphasis on the feminine curve of her hips, making her waist look even smaller before asking, "How do I look?"
Ulysses turned to look at her, and once she was in his sights, the magazine in his hands dropped to the floor, and he lost all ability to speak. Callista was wearing a deep emerald green dress with a full skirt that stopped an inch above her knee. The bodice was form-fitting, showing off her small waist and perfect chest. Her long neck was fully exposed, as well as most of her shoulders. Callista's arms were covered to just below her elbows with the same material. She was wearing matching high-heeled shoes that enhanced her long, shapely legs, which were encased in sheer stockings that had a seam running up the back from her heels to disappear beneath her skirt. Callista's makeup was done just perfectly, enhancing her natural beauty. To top off the ensemble, Callista was wearing a choker with what appeared to be a diamond jaguar's head centered in the notch of her collarbone. She looked just like a goddess. Ulysses heart thumped in his chest as he contemplated, 'How did I get so lucky to have a date with such a gorgeous, classy she-cat?'
Callista walked over to Ulysses and waved her right paw in front of his face. He didn't even blink. She decided that a more invasive maneuver was in order to bring Ulysses back. Callista brought her face inches away from his and said, "Ulysses, I'm waiting for you to sweep me off my feet." She then kissed him on the lips.
Ulysses was brought back from where ever his brain went as soon as her lips met his. He returned her kiss and snaked his arms around her shapely waist, pulling her closer.
Callista savored the kiss for a minute, then pulled her head back. She then said, "As much as I love you kissing me, there is something more that I want."
"And what would my love want more than her fiancé's kisses?" Ulysses asked.
"You to take me dancing as you promised," Callista said as she stroked his hair.
"Very well," Ulysses said, as let his arms fall away from Callista's body and back to his sides. He went to the coat rack, picked up the light throw he had noticed there earlier that would match her dress perfectly, and brought it back to Callista. Ulysses placed the throw over her shoulders and said, "Your magical night is about to start. Shall we head out? Our reservations will not wait for us."
"Certainly, Ulysses," she responded, and walked to the door. Then Callista turned around and asked, "You coming, or are you going to stare at my tail for the rest of the night?"
Ulysses went to her side and answered, "Both. I'm joining you on the dance floor, and planning on staring at that gorgeous tail of yours for the rest of the night."
Callista scowled at him for a second, and then raised her right paw which was now glowing red. She asked, "Care to rephrase that last part?"
Ulysses grinned at her, grabbed her ass which made her jump in surprise, and replied, "Nope. I plan on doing both tonight" He let go of her ass and ran out the door before she could do something he might regret.
Callista was fuming at first, then let her anger fall away when she realized he had only been playing with her. She extinguished her paw with a single puff of air from her lips before she said, "That is what I get for marrying a much younger tom." She grabbed a small clutch from the coat rack and followed Ulysses out of her apartment.
David arrived at the Supper Club with two young, blonde she-cats on his arms that could almost pass as Callista's doppelgangers, except for the very short dresses they wore. They walked into the club and to the Host's stand.
The maitre d' looked up from what he was doing when he heard the sound of heels on the marble floor. He asked, "Welcome, ladies and gentleman. Do you have a reservation?"
"Yes," David responded. "It's under the name David."
The host quickly scanned the reservation book in front of him and found the reservation. He lifted his head and said, "Right this way; your VIP suite is waiting. Please follow me." The host stepped out from behind the stand and led them into the club.
Ulysses and Callista arrived at the club a short time later. Ulysses pulled his car up to the valet, got out of the car, and went to the passenger's side to assist Callista.
As soon as he opened the door for her, Callista held out her right paw for Ulysses to take in his. She then extended her right leg out of the car and firmly put her right foot down onto the concrete.
Ulysses' eyes widened as her leg stretched out of the vehicle, his gaze subconsciously tracing up that enticing length. His heart almost stopped as more and more of her thigh became exposed, but he mentally slapped himself and brought his eyes back to meet hers. Once she was completely out of the car, he took her left arm in his and started walking towards the entrance of the club. Ulysses saw an older she-cat selling roses out of the corner of his eye and said, "Please wait here for a minute. I'll be right back." He let go of Callista's arm and walked over to the she-cat. Ulysses withdrew his wallet from his coat and asked, "May I have a single red rose, please?"
"Certainly," the she-cat answered. She turned around, grabbed a rose from a container, and handed it to Ulysses. She then asked, "Is this for that pretty lady in the green dress?"
"Yes, it is," Ulysses responded as he handed her a few bills.
"This rose would look lovely in her hair. Go and have fun in there," the she-cat said.
"Thank you, and I will," Ulysses said just before he turned around and walked back to Callista. As he walked, he snapped off the stem of the rose and discarded it. He stopped in front of her, and said as he slipped the rose into her hair just below her left ear, "For you, my love."
Callista closed her eyes as Ulysses slid the rose through her soft tresses, the petals tickling her ear almost as gently as the fur on his paw. She opened her eyes again, stroked his left cheek with her right paw, and said, "You are so sweet, despite pawing me earlier."
Ulysses smirked and said, "Sorry about that, Callista. I was only being playful. I never meant to offend you. I love you."
"I love you, too, you big softy. Shall we head inside so I can see for myself how well you move on the dance floor?" Callista asked.
Ulysses extended his arm to her, and she took it. She then leaned her head against his arm and they walked into the club.
The host looked up when he heard the sound of a pair of heels clicking against the floor. He then asked, "Good evening, do you have a reservation?"
"Yes, it's under the name Feral," Ulysses replied.
The host scanned his reservation book and found Ulysses' reservation. He lifted his head and said, "Right this way. We have a table reserved for you by the dance floor, as you requested." He led them into the club and to their table.
Callista looked around the club and saw that the walls were draped with white linen. In the center was a spacious, dark maple dance floor with a large bandstand at the far end. Every table was covered to match the material on the walls, as well as having crystal stemware, and from what she could tell, expensive silverware. The chair's frames were painted in a matte gold color with red cushions. The whole place was very elegantly decorated, and it was obvious the owners took pride in its appearance.
Ulysses pulled out her chair and motioned for Callista to take a seat. She sat down, then Ulysses pushed her to the table and handed her a napkin. Satisfied that his lady was comfortable, Ulysses went over and took his own seat.
"Your server will be with you shortly. While you wait, would you and the lady care for a refreshment from the bar?" the host asked.
Ulysses turned his head to the host and answered, "A bottle of bubbly would be nice, please."
"Certainly, sir. I'll be right back," the host said before he went to the bar to place their order.
David was already on his third vodka when he caught sight of Callista entering the club on Ulysses's arm. A fit of jealousy took over when he realized how gorgeous she looked, and that he still wanted her to be his.
"Davey, what's wrong? You don't look like you are having a good time with me and my sister anymore," one of his dates said with a pout as she started playing with the buttons of his shirt.
David slapped the she-cat's paw away and said, "Go, take your sister and leave me be for a few minutes. I need to discuss something with one of my associates."
His dates got up from the table and went down to the bar.
After they left, he raised his right paw and motioned for one of his associates to come to the table.
A well-dressed tom came over to the table and asked, "Yes, boss?"
Without removing his gaze from Callista, he answered, "Do you see that beautiful she-cat in the green dress?"
"Yes, boss, what of her?" the associate responded.
"That she-cat has been a thorn in my side for years. However, if she will agree to be mine, I'll forgive her. The problem is, she happens to be engaged to that large tom sitting with her," David answered. He took a piece of expensive writing paper from his coat pocket, as well as a pen, and then wrote a few lines on the paper. David put the pen away, folded up the paper, and handed it to his associate. He then said, "I want this note delivered to her tomorrow morning, and make sure she notices it."
"I have an idea how to make that happen, boss. It will be done," the associate said before he left David alone at the table.
David finished his drink, and then said, "Callista, you will either be mine by week's end, or your fiancé will disappear from your life."
End of Chapter