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Kat sighed as she listened to all of her supposed friends gossiping back and forth, getting snarky and vindictive as the alcohol flowed freely. She missed her old friends, the ones she had before she became rich and famous. The ones who would come over for popcorn and margaritas while watching movies on her couch. They had changed as had she, and now, they were politely friendly in each other's company. It was hard for them to reconcile that she had been successful and they hadn't. She was the goofy girl who'd been dared to streak down the street in middle school at a slumber party.

Now, she was dressed up to please other people, smiling fake smiles and letting dirty hands wander where they didn't belong in order to keep her success. She was tired of it, and quite frankly, she was tired of listening to her drunken friends yammer on. This could go on for hours and they didn't need her as an audience. Did they?

She gave an almost imperceptible shake of her head, they were fine and she would be a whole lot better at home. She paid her tab and collected her shrug before slipping out the back door, intent on finding a cab to take her home. It was too far to walk and she'd had imbibed a little bit herself. With a sigh, she stumbled down the back alley, quietly cursing her high heeled shoes for making her wobble.

[Assistant] Mr Alaric Vlahos stood at the door to a club, providing back up security as he did, on break at the side entrance which was in an alley some people used to leave so he'd see the occasionally drunk girl or guy stumble by. He took a drink from his flask as he noticed a raven haired porcelain skinned woman in a rather lovely dress stumble though from her shoes not alcohol as well he heard her curse from the distance because of his hearing. He adjusted the coat he was wearing as he caught the scent of her as well someone else he noticed entering the alley which raised the hair on the back of his neck as his animal instinct could tell the actions of another predator which had him growl and bare his teeth a bit.

[User] Kat gave the guy in the dark coat a wary look, moving to give him space. You never knew who to trust these days and in the clothes her 'friends' had helped her pick out, some dumb slob would most likely say she dressed that way, begging to be raped. She had a small purse with a can of mace inside, but they guy looked too solid to be taken down with it. Besides, mace was notorious for getting both the attacker and the victim depending on the way the wind blew. She was so focused on the first guy that she didn't notice anyone else.

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Alaric was accustomed to looks of distrust or fear, just the natural reaction to a guy who dressed as he usually did as well had a natural predatory stance based on a secret he didn't share much. He could smell she had mace though it wouldn't do much to him other than piss off his nose and eyes though he could fight just with sound and touch so he didn't care plus he didn't intend any harm towards her. He did think she looked quite familiar which had him glance at her a second time as well before he looked at the guy trailing her with his nervous twitches and such that had him wondering what was he here for as well what he intended to do.

The guy soon made that obvious when he sped up to catch up to Kat and tapped her shoulder rather hard to get her attention, though he stepped back a bit to try and not look threatening as he asked for her autograph which was innocent enough though he was still invading her personal space and jittery.

Alaric saw where this was going based on the scent the guy had so he closed the distance discretely, being what he was he moved silently into the dark edge of the alley to close the distance to the guy before he did something violent which had him now see her better and notice who she was which explained why the guy was following her as much as her being a very attractive woman.

[User] Kat startled and jerked away from her supposed fan, "Ah, you have to talk to my agent about autographs. S'what I pay him for. I can't be doing things behind his back or he'll charge me double and yell at me. You know how it is, right?" She gave a nervous chuckle and started backing away, trying to keep both males in front of her and praying that there wasn't anyone behind her. Perhaps she should have stuck with the Bimbetts. They would at least be safer in numbers and not one breaking from the herd like her dumbass self just did. Stupid alcohol. Stupid frienemies. Stupid her. She knew better than this. The whole damn night was off and she just made it worse for herself.

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Alaric could tell the guy wasn't happy about her response just based on his body language as she tried to talk her way out of being around him which he was now close enough with his speed he could react if the guy decided to pull something not civil while he tried to convey to Kat he wasn't a threat to her more a silent ally at the moment.

The fan didn't seem to like that response as he grumbled and took steps to close the distance she had made, even reaching out to grab her wrist to keep her close as he wanted to be around her and didn't see she wasn't enjoying that idea. "Come on one signature is all I am asking, maybe a picture Please Kat" he begged, his tone being more of a demand than begging as he got her hand and held it tightly.

Alaric now knew this guy was unstable and whatever Kat said he wasn't going to hear or acknowledge it so he stepped quietly closer, staying our of his sight but in hers so she knew that he wasn't on the crazed fans side. Though he didn't want to make the situation worse for her so he stayed a couple steps away until she asked for assistance either visual or vocally.

[User] "Man, I said no thank you. Just because I'm an actress does not mean that I'm obligated to work on my off time. I don't get enough of that as it is. Now, please go away. There are proper channels for pictures and autographs set in place for a reason. Does your boss make you work off the clock? Most likely not, so back off!" Kat was getting more sober as the man got insistent. She didn't want to be rude, as her fans were what made her famous and eventually put money in her pocket, but this was ridiculous and alarming.

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Alaric had heard enough as the guy didn't seem be getting the idea so he stepped in and grabbed the guys shoulder as he said "Just move along sir, she said no" His grip was light for but he was also a great deal stronger than he looked though the guy didn't seem to agree with either of them.

He growled and grip got tighter as she refused him which he didn't like or think it was that big a deal. He then felt the hand on his shoulder and a male voice telling him to move along which shifted his anger to a new source as he pun around to yell at the new guy. "Mind your own damn business jackass" he screamed as he looked at the emo wannabe while he smacked his hand on his shoulder and he freed his other hand ready to throw a punch at him.

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Kat gave the other guy a wary look even though he'd stepped in to get the ultimate fan off of her body. High heels wobbled as she stepped back and the alcohol slowly drained way from her senses. It was bad enough to have one creepy guy badgering her, but a second possible... She should have brought her phone, or a tazer, or friends. But, NO, she had to agree to a no distractions girls night out, which was so stupid that it blew her mind that she agreed to it. Women weren't safe, let alone women who had their leaked to the public, which she was still dealing with, by the way. Now, untold amounts of men and women knew what she looked like in the sack and obviously pictured themselves with her instead of with her partner.

"Look, kid, I'm tired and ready to go home. Why don't you talk with my manager and we can get yo squared away with an autograph in a couple of days."

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The superfan didn't seem to take no for an answer as he looked back at Kat and growled out "Just give it to me now and I can help you get home" he said, trying to weasel his way into knowing where she lived as he might be able to get in her good graces.

Alaric sighed as it was obvious the guy now was delusional and wasn't actually listening to her at all when she told him to talk to her manager. He gripped the guys shoulder firmly and pulled him a bit to get her to let go of her. "Dude, read her body language" he said with a irritated tone, not having patience for this. "She is not interested in you" he added which really angered the dude so he finally threw a punch at Alaric, though it was rough so he had no issue dodging his head to the side and smacking it away.

"You really don't want to do that man" he said calmly, his stance shifting to be catlike as the idiot tried again and this time he sidestepped and swept him with a quick and effortless kick. Before he even hit the ground Alaric palm strike him which sent him flying farther than his frame should have done.

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Terror rolled down Kat's spine as the fan just would not give up. She'd had a few of them before and had had to get restraining orders placed on them, though they consistently continued to waltz right through that piece of paper to come roost in her bushes. She was tired of the entitled mentality of these people, as it wasn't just men who believed she belonged to them because they wanted her. It made her feel sick and dirty, taking the joy out of acting for her. She loved learning lines and improving and working with great people. Even the not so great people weren't as bad as this.

She backed further away from the tableau, keeping a wall to her back and a hand on the mace in her tiny purse. She debated taking off her high heels, but the garbage that littered most alleyways could have some seriously sneaky dangers that she didn't want to tangle with. She'd use that as a last resort, if she had to.

She watched in awed horror as the two decided to fight and the seriously sickening thud as one slammed hands into the other's chest. Stupid of her to even leave the house this night. The man on the ground seemed to be having some difficulty rising and breathing. She was torn between making an escape and making sure the big guy didn't kill the rat bastard.

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Alaric sighed as he stood up from the crouch, seeing the guy hadn't moved after being tossed across the alley so he came over to check the idiot wasn't dead with a tap of his cheek, the guy groaning and his breath shallow but still there. "Good not dead, so let me make sure this is clear" he said gripping the guys chin harshly. "You will not bother Ms. Dennings again or I can make sure you see my less pleasant side" he threatened, punching him to knock him out.

He then looked over to Kat and held his hands up a bit to show he wasn't aiming to hurt her. "Are you alright then Miss?" he asked her looking her over again to make sure as he could tell she probably need a ride after this.

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Her back stiffened even further. A poker could be shoved up her ass and not improve her spine at this point. The other guy knew her name too. That was horrifying. Kat's palm was sweaty and the mace kept slipping out of her grip, not that she would be able to use it. The breeze was floating towards her from her 'savior's' direction meaning that she'd get the blow back. It helped her to know that she had it available, though.

"Depends on what you plan to do from this point on, on how I am. Who are you? Why did you help me? What are you wanting in return?"

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Alaric checked the idiot again before he looked back at Kat who seemed even more stressed which he would guess because he recognized her though he didn't plan anything nefarious against her. He could literally smell her fear since his animal senses were tuned to hunt so he moved to where the wind wouldn't hit her with her own mace to calm her some though he could fight with just his hearing. "Alaric Vlahos, Miss Dennings" he said with a slight bow arms stretched relaxed to the side as he introduced himself and smiled nicely at her.

"I saw him following and sensed he wasn't here for good reason, so I stepped in when I knew he was not going to leave you alone" he said with a sigh as he put his hands in his pockets. "Just the right thing to do since you didn't have anyone else around, as to what I want, nothing" he said with a shake of his head. "Though I would love if you let me buy you a coffee and talk with you, seem quite a interesting woman" he said with a slight smile as he wasn't insisting just wanted to talk to her a bit more.

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Kat eyed him and sighed, she did owe him IF he was correct about his intentions and a coffee would be a nice public place where she could scream her little girly heart out if he did something she didn't like, "well, seems like I owe you a coffee, and perhaps a steak dinner. There's a little hole in the wall around the corner, you probably know about it. Serves some of the tastiest steaks. Their coffee isn't worth shit, but the food makes up for it."

It was sort of a peace offering and a half-assed apology for being scared silly of him. He hadn't done anything creepy as of yet, and she was the one to stumble past him unlike the lurker who'd been following her for gods new how long.

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Alaric figured Kat would be suspicious of him for a time considering the manner the other man just acted as well how most women in her industry are treated by crazed fans. "I won't ask you to pay as it wouldn't be chivalrous but if you insist" he said with a nod, knowing where she talked about as he knew the staff being he did like steak quite a bit. "They do have a good wine selection though as well if you need a ride afterwards I can assist" he said with a nod, walking her to the place she mentioned, making sure he was on the street side the whole way.

"Table for two please Roger" he said as they arrived, knowing the man seating people. "Any preference on seats?" he asked her kindly as he didn't like being in the center but he defer to her preference on this occasion.

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"Did you work there? Did you need to tell them you were going on break or something? I can't live with getting you fired just cause some jackass had to tail me." Kat was vaguely impressed that he knew the man's name. She used to be that way before getting inundated with so many faces and names that she could barely remember her own. She'd gotten where she would only answer to her character's names at one point, when she was first cast. It was embarrassing, but she'd survived it somehow.

"I prefer booths or tables close to a side exit, if possible. The freak in the alley isn't the only one who's recognized me.  Fortunately, I'm not really considered an A-list star. They get less peace than I do."

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"I was extra muscle so they won't miss me, I can just text them I had a situation I had to handle" Alaric said with a shrug as he took his phone out to send a quick alert to his friend who was head of security for that club and to clock him out until he came back. "You heard her Roger, somewhere with a quick exit and hard to see her" he reiterated with a smile and joking tone that had the server chuckle and usher them toward the side of the restaurant and put her in the side of the booth that most couldn't see easy.

"Sorry we had to meet under those circumstances, I wish we'd met on more civil terms" he said with a look at the menu just for the wine special today but he knew what he wanted to eat already. "Well I would say you are a better actor than a few a-listers as well more beautiful" he said with a sincere tone as he really meant what he said on that.

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"Well, I'm most definitely paying for this. I hate that you're missing out on a paycheck." Kat sighed as she followed along behind the host. The smell of cooked food was making her mouth water and reminding her that they had skipped supper in order to pre-game their alcohol consumption. Cheaper on the wallet, but havoc when you're trying to keep yourself safe.

She took a seat, using him to block her from as much of the dining room as possible, flipping through the menu. She should be eating a salad, but fuck it all. Steak was going to be on her plate, or she was going to stab someone with a fork, "thank you for the compliment, but I know many more women more talented and phenomenally more beautiful than I am. I'm just glad to have been given a chance to live out my dreams as well as remain relatively comfortable. Nothing quite like getting up at 4 in the morning to get ready for a shoot. What are you getting?" She glanced over her menu at him, studying his face for a moment.

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"Not going to hurt me much, I get a rather heavy hourly rate" Alaric said with a chuckle at her insisting on covering it for costing him money. He smelled the food and it had a similar effect on him but more because he had his instincts kick in. He took his coat off which showed a lean but muscled frame as he took the seat more seen as she wanted.

"In personal opinion I like the humor you bring to your characters as well most women I find to look like I'd break them" he said with a smirk. "I prefer a woman I believe thicc is the slang for it" he said with a thoughtful look as he joked though she was quite sexy to him. "Well, I tend to stay up late as it is so I know what you mean." he said with a nod at her comment about waking up early. "A flank steak with a baked potato and gianti sounds nice." he said with a look up at her.

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Her brow rose and she set the menu down, "Are you saying I'm fat?" True, Kat wasn't a toothpick like her costars, but she was slim and busty at the same time. It was some contention that she had breasts and Beth had little more than mosquito bumps, but the woman also had height to her frame and could wear just about anything she wanted.

Well then, "sirloin. Medium Rare with garlic herb butter on top and sweet potato fries, cause I'm that classy." She smirked at him a bit, waiting to see what he had to say. Most of her dates and male dinner companions expected her to eat nothing, but salads, or wine and diuretics.

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Alaric raised a brow as he heard the question and saw that she misinterpreted that statement. "No what I mean is I don't like the models nowadays, you are by far sexier then them" he corrected with a smile. "Like that dress looks spectacular on you" he added as he nodded at her food choice.

"Glad you eat what you want, girls who order next to nothing for appearance sake annoys me" he said with a smile, appreciating her genuine nature.

[User] "Careful with those girls. In the acting industry they may end up running to the restroom, to ah... purge what they'd eaten. Can't afford to gain weight. It's literally our jobs on the line. Though, I'd rather get fat than to let good food go to waste." Kat sipped at the water on the table, already eyeing the dessert insert. It was one of her acting sins, her love of sweets. She'll be in the gym once her hangover clears enough that her brain doesn't explode out of her ears, "How many actors do you know?"

[Assistant] "Oh I know, I learned from experience" Alaric said with a sad sigh as he felt bad for those girls as it was really unhealthy and tragic. "A sentiment I share then." he said with a nod at her frame. "It looks like it works well or you" he said with a hint of flirt in his tone. "Not really just ones I run into on security jobs and bouncer jobs." he added with a shrug.

[User] "It's bad on the body in many different ways that one wouldn't take into account. They are willing to accept such criticism and disastrous health consequence just for someone to notice them. I've lost a small number to eating disorders and I loathe the industry expectations." Kat glanced up as a waiter came and took their orders, then went back to her talking, "like for your industry. They kind of expect you to be Hulked out. Right?"

[Assistant] Alaric listened to her account with a bit of interest as he had heard about this sort of thing but he didn't know anyone first hand that did it so he wanted to learn a little. "Of the things that can kill you, it seems a bit ironic to let what is essentially peer pressure push you into a situation that does it" he said with a sigh, thinking it shameful the acting industry could mess with those who worked in it so harshly. He shrugged as what she said was in a sense true for what he did for a living though they were a few exceptions to the rule. "Well usually have a physically imposing presence but most know why I have the work I do because I am more skilled than the average bouncer" he said with a smile "As you saw already."

[User] Kat eyed him and his physique, "do your bulging biceps really keep people from acting out as much? I know there are always special cases, especially when alcohol is concerned. And narcotics." Kat scowled down at the empty bread plate in front of her, "actors and actresses are especially fond of mind altering substances. Not all, mind you, but more than I care to count. I heard they think it helps when you have to get up before the rooster crows and can't go do bed until well after midnight. Parties, socializing, getting your face out there so you're not quickly forgotten and end up on a Where are they now, episode."

[Assistant] "Well I am not the biggest bouncer so occasionally someone doubts I can do my job" Alaric said with a chuckle as eh sipped as his drink. "As you saw that doesn't end well" he said with a comment on how they met. "Yes I have noticed that people tend to think different on drugs and not care about their well being" he said with a sigh as it caused him a good deal of frustration.

[User] "That must be really shitty, always having to prove yourself because someone else doesn't take you seriously enough. Do you like bouncing? Er, is that the correct term for what you do?" A basket of steaming bread was placed between them and Kat had a hard time keeping her attention off of the bad for you carb heaven with the butter slowly melting into the doughy goodness. She cleared her throat and gave her companion a forced smile. She could get away with the steak, high in protein and all that, but not the yeasty nirvana that was beckoning her to take a bite.

[Assistant] "It is decent work, not very complicated and get to put pretentious dicks on their ass" Alaric said with a smile as he saw the rolls and her now drooling at them. "If you want one I won't tell anyone" he joked adding "I also could help you burn it off" he said with just a slight bit of flirting in his tone. He took one and took a bite of it.


[User] Yuki blushed as she clung to him, panting as he continued. "F-f-faster, Daddy," she begged quietly, her tone shy and a bit nervous as she asked. She knew that he'd always be there for her, but this... made her shy.

[Assistant] "I love you baby!" He moaned to her, one hand grabbed the couch arm, the other held her back. He then began to speed up his hips, clapping her harder and faster as she asked. "Oh baby! Yes! Yes! Oh fuck you feel so good baby girl!" He moaned as he fucked her like she knew he wanted to, her body took him all too easily.

[User] Yuki smiled softly and smiled shyly as she held onto him, panting heavily as she clung to him. "I-it feels so g-good, Daddy," she muttered quietly, breathing hard and heavy as she held onto him, hiding her face in his neck. Her moans got louder and she whined in pleasure.

[Assistant] "I love you baby girl! Oh fuck I love you!" Vahlan moaned out hotly, his voice wavering as he came closer and closer to busting inside her. He almost knew she wasn't on any birth control, nor did he think they needed to have a problematic child running around. "Baby, I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum on your stomach!"

[User] Yuki blushed hard and she started to breathe heavier. She felt something wash over her body, not knowing what it was. Her end was near. Her own climax. Hearing him, she blushed deeply and whined in pleasure but not too much longer, she came.

[Assistant] Once she came, evident by her walls clamping around his shaft and pushing hard, Vahlan was right behind her. He pulled out of her pussy, arched his back, took hold of his own cock, and jerked himself to climax. Didn't take much, he just burst hotly and sent his hot seed all across her stomach, just like he promised.

[User] Yuki blushed as she panted heavily, her tail wagging as she then almost pulled him closer, but she didn't since she didn't want him to climax in her, not wanting to risk pregnancy. She started to try and catch her breath as she felt him cum on her stomach, hiding her blush in her hands.

[Assistant] Vahlan knelt above her, panting softly as he stared down at the white mess painted across his daughters stomach. He couldn't help but smile and give a gentle chuckle of approval. "How did that feel Yuki? Worth your waiting?"

[User] Yuki kissed his free hand gently before hiding her face in her tail again. She nodded to his question, not too trusting of his voice but it was clear that she loved it. That she loved him.

[Assistant] "You're too cute baby girl..." Vahlan told her before he leaned to her cheek and kissed her gently. He then slowly slid off her and grabbed a few tissues to help clean off her stomach, making sure she got clean. "I love you baby girl... I love you so much..."

[User] Yuki smiled shyly and kissed back gently before she hugged onto him lightly before she looked at him shyly. Every touch he gave her made her body tremble a little bit after her wonderful climax, her tail slowly thumping against the couch tiredly. "I-I love you, t-too."

[Assistant] "Was that everything you thought it would be? I didn't leave you wanting too much did I?" Vahlan asked softly, sitting beside her as he now pressed a hand to her chest, rubbing below her breasts slowly, just to give her affection and light pets. "I can assure you... once we find our rhythm together... it'll be a lot more worth our time and efforts."

[User] "I-it was p-perfect, Daddy," Yuki replied softly, slowly sitting up before she was able to catch her breath. She snuggled up closer to him and closed her eyes, hiding her blush in his shoulder as she cuddled up closer to him. How did she deserve someone like him?

[Assistant] Pulling her onto his lap, once again, he sat back into the couch, and held his daughter close to his chest, rubbing her neck as she laid to him. "I love you baby girl... I'm glad you decided to come here with me... I didn't think I'd ever be this close to someone again... at least not this quick."

[User] Yuki smiled softly and curled up closer to her father, her tail wagging slowly as she listened. "I love you too Daddy. Thank you for letting me stay here. I couldn't get any luckier than I am with you as my dad and my boyfriend." She curled up closer and smiled. He was the one she trusted more than anyone else in the world.

[Assistant] "I haven't been a boyfriend in a long time... I'll do my best." Vahlan told her, hopeful tones in his voice as he nestled against her and kissed her temple. As he held onto her, he slowly pet her back and held onto her thigh, just holding her as she relaxed against his body. "I think this also means you can sleep in my bed with me..."

[User] Yuki smiled as she rested her head on his shoulder, her hand resting over his heart as she felt its steady rhythm. It helped her heartbeat to slow down since it was still racing, their hearts now sharing the same song. Hearing him, she wagged her tail faster than before. She was just so happy that she didn't know what to do with herself.

[Assistant]
After awhile had passed with the two new lovers sharing the couch went by, Vahlan took the initiative of putting them to bed. He turned off the TV, lifted Yuki up into his arms, and walked her back to his bedroom: shutting off the lights as he went.

He then placed Yuki on the open side of the bed and sat down beside her, smiling to her as sleep clearly was on his mind. "I think it's time to get our rest Yuki, we have all day tomorrow to have fun together."

[User] As time droned on and the kitsune's mind being unable to focus on it, Yuki closed her eyes and yawned as she snuggled up closer to him. She was tired and after everything they've done throughout the day... all the stress on her side... it was getting to her. So when she was carried to bed, she didn't complain nor try to stop him. She went with it. Once in bed, she pulled him closer and snuggled up with him.

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Once they were in the bed, Yuki didn't waste any time with pleasantries, She wrapped arms around him and put him to the mattress. As she hugged onto him, Vahlan realized something. Yuki was showing him more passion, in how she cuddled him, than her mother ever had before.

What that said about his previous relationship, He didn't know, but he knew what it meant with his current one. Yuki loved him dearly. And he loved her just as much back. "Goodnight, Baby girl." He whispered to her before he laid back and let sleep consume him.

[User]
When morning came, Yuki was dressed in a light green crop top and short red shorts as she made some breakfast. Her tail wagged as her ears lowered a little bit in relaxation and happiness. She smiled softly and was happy to just be of any help.

Once breakfast was ready, she put it on two plates and got a couple of glasses, filling them with juice before she went to get her father and wake him up. "Wake up, Daddy," she cooed softly, "breakfast is ready." Then she kissed his cheek and smiled softly before returning to the kitchen to get her own breakfast. Turning the stove off, she let out a soft breath and sat down at the table.

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Vahlan hadn't slept so peacefully in quite some time; He wasn't a terrible sleeper, but something about being beside Yuki made it all seem more at peace. As the morning came and Yuki gave him a kiss on the cheek, her voice slowly brought him to consciousness.

As he crawled out of bed, he removed whatever he had been wearing, and chose to wear his gray sweatpants, white t shirt, and decided to leave his hair down. Though as he stumbled down to the kitchen, still not fully at capacity, Yuki would notice something, something large in his sweatpants that seemed to have slipped Vahlan's mind. It wasn't his fault, his mind decided to replay the days events in his sleep, and that was the effect it had.

[User] Yuki smiled softly and looked at Vahlan when he walked down. When he sat down, she moved to sit in his lap and she kissed his cheek before she ate, occasionally feeding him as well.

[Assistant] As Yuki moved into his lap, Vahlan held her lower waist, holding her near. "Good morning baby... I must have overslept, I don't even rightly know the time..." He mentioned softly, before he noticed she was feeding him.

[User] "It's about nine thirty in the morning." She gave a soft smile and kissed his cheek. She'd take a few bites and then feed him one, her tail wagging slowly as she felt calm. "I love you, Daddy. Very much."

[Assistant] "I love you Baby girl, you're going to spoil me rotten like this. But I don't think you much care do you?" Vahlan chuckled as he rubbed her waist, specifically right where her tail sprouted. He rubbed around its base and even gave her gentle scratches, which he knew she would appreciate.

[User] Yuki thought about it for a second but shook her head. "Nope! I don't care." She giggled and kissed his forehead before she continued, wagging her tail slowly as she relaxed a little bit.

[Assistant] "Fair enough." Vahlan chuckled as he patted her butt, nestling into her embrace before he gave a gentle sigh. "What should be the plan today? Any place you want to go? Things you want to do? The days yours baby girl..."

[User] "It should be ours, though. Not just mine." The kitsune smiled softly and cuddled close to him, relaxed and feeling calmer than before. Back home, her mother never did anything like this... acting like an actual parent. It was like she didn't have a mother at all. But here, she knew she was loved.

[Assistant] "Mm, that's fair. That's a very aren't like point you make. However, you deserve at least one day that's all you want to do. Think of it as the first day you woke up free of responsibility and you can do whatever you want." He told her, smiling brighter as he now moved to gently grope her butt, squeezing the soft cheek below his fingers. A subtle, but very none parent action to show her that this really was a brand new day.

[User] "But I like having responsibilities," Yuki said softly, nuzzling him. Once they were both done with breakfast, she got up and started to wash the dishes without even a single complaint. She smiled softly as she glanced over her shoulder at him.

[Assistant] "Such an odd girl." Vahlan told her with endearment, watching as she hopped off and made her way to the sink to do the dishes. "Very well, if you insist on being a little adult about all this, then we need to go to town for a few things." He told her, following her into the kitchen to gently press himself against her backside, his hands at her mid hips and lower sides. "The question being, do we enter as father and daughter... or by Lovers?"

[User] Yuki smiled softly and when she felt him against her, her tail wagged faster and she leaned against him gently as she listened. "How much do we need? I can help out as much as I can. And... maybe lovers? I'm just thinking which would be better because of the age difference."

[Assistant] "I'm not that much older than you..." Vahlan chuckled as he kissed her head, just behind her ear as he rubbed his body against hers gently, now noticing he was still slightly stiff in the pants.

[User] Yuki huffed playfully and then held onto him. "Then maybe lovers. Because that way... we won't have to hide." She smiled and snuggled up closer to him, smiling as she snuggled up closer to him.

[Assistant] "My thoughts exactly." Vahlan said with a smile before he lifted her chin with his finger, leaned down to her, and kissed her across the lips gently at first. Yet as he shared the kiss, he slowly pulled her hips tighter to his, and then he slowly sunk his tongue into her mouth, humming hotly as he began to feel those urges for her once again.

[User] Yuki smiled and glanced up at him before she kissed back gently. But soon, she started getting more and more needy with her kisses, her tail wagging as she snuggled up closer to him. "Can we cuddle for a while first?"

[Assistant] "Of course, Yuki..." Vahlan smiled to her before he kissed her again, gently crouching down to picked her up by the legs. Her legs naturally wrapped around his waist and his hands found her butt to carry as he held her to his chest. With a warm grin, Vahlan walked her through the house and then out a side door that lead to a whole wrap around porch on the east side of the house, directly in front of the mostly risen sun. Sitting them down and laying back on a rocking couch, Vahlan held her by the hips, rubbing her warm muscles.

[User] Yuki smiled as she kissed back again, relaxing a little bit as she wagged her tail. She loved being with him and out of a stressful situation, a stressful place. But here, she was allowed to be who she wanted to be, who she was. When she was picked up, she wrapped her arms and legs around his waist. She couldn't get any luckier or happier than she was with him. "I love you so much." She smiles and cuddled close to him.

[Assistant] Holding her atop her body, he rubbed her back slowly, gently feeling her tension slowly melting away as he held her. "I love you too Yuki, so very much. You've always been the one thing I know I did right... and I'm gonna continue to do right by." Vahlan lowered his hands to her butt, cradling and groping at her cheeks with a smile over his lips.

[User] Yuki smiled as she cuddled closer to him, wrapping her tail around him gently. "You're the only one I want to have with me... parent and lover wise. I know you'll do right by me and I want to make you proud. You deserve the best of the best for your daughter and lover. And I want to be that for you."

[Assistant] "Mm you are making me proud already." Vahlan told her, just before he kissed her lower lip and gently took her by the back cheek, squeezing her hip and thigh. Slowly, his hands moved to make sure her legs straddled his hips, placing her lap right atop his. He began to massage her backside as they kissed, slowly swapping their tongues back and forth.

[User] Yuki's ears perked up and she wagged her tail happily. "I am?" That was what she wanted, to have someone be proud of her, even for a small reason, if any at all. She kissed back and she gently pressed her body to his, almost as though as she wanted to be closer to him, if that was even possible.

[Assistant] Slowly, Vahlan rubbed her body, Slowly from her butt, to her hips, to her back, and then back down again. His lips didn't stay far from hers, always bouncing back to kiss against hers. "Do you trust me fully, baby? Like really fully?"

[User] "Of course I trust you completely," Yuki said happily, kissing back as she pressed her body against his, her tail wagging. She LOVED having this attention. She craved getting a kind and compassionate kind of attention instead of what her mother gave her. Negativity and gaslighting. Talking down to her. All of it.

[Assistant] "Would you even trust me... if I were to openly please your body?" He asked as his hands began to peel her pants off her bottom, revealing her legs, and butt to the open air. Once her pants were bunched into the backs of her knees, Vahlan pushed her upright, and slid her shirt up and off her torso, revealing her bare breasts to the morning sun.

[User] Yuki blushed as she took in a deep breath, her tail wagging as she nodded a bit. Her body did give some reaction to the air, somewhat tensing up but then she kissed him to distract herself. When her shirt was taken off, she hid her blush in his neck and smiled softly and shyly as she wrapped her arms around him.

[Assistant] Feeling her breasts against his skin, Vahlan gave her an endearing smile as he rubbed her back, rubbed her tail base, and even rubbed her butt cheek. "Spread your legs, just a little bit for daddy..." He whispered to her, his erection trailing down the side of her thigh, still inhibited by his pants.

[User] Yuki smiled softly and wrapped her arms around his neck gently. Vahlan meant absolutely everything to her and she loved him so much. She was very grateful for him as well. She slowly spread her legs a little bit more for him, her tail wagging slowly.

[Assistant] Pushing bis own pants down, his manhood flipped out, and tapped against her thigh softly. He smiled as he pulled her hips down to meet his, his shaft nestling into her thighs warmly. "I'm so glad I have you Yuki..." He told her softly, just before he wedged into her thighs, pressed his tip along her womanhood, and pierced her slightly. He gasped softly at the sudden heat, but let her make any further moments, wanting to make sure she had as much stake in it as he did.

[User] Yuki smiled softly as she kissed his forehead, her tail wagging. "I'm so glad to have you, as well, Daddy. I love you very much." Her ears perked up a little bit as she nuzzled him. When he started to enter her, she bit her lip and then slowly sank down, taking the rest of him in.

[Assistant] Slowly wrapping his Hands around her hips, Vahlan slowly began to lift her up, then pull her back down, making a very slow rhythm as he pulled his shaft in and out of her warmth. "What did I do to earn your body, Yuki? You've already given me so much..."

[User] Yuki let a soft moan escape her and she gently held onto her father. Vahlan has done so much for her throughout her life and she loved him for it. Not only that but he showed her unconditional love and she didn't really feel like she had that before. "What did I do to earn yours?" She kissed him gently and smiled.

[Assistant] "You chose me." Vahlan told her as he began to speed up her hips, bouncing her faster, and with a bit more throw behind her hips. "You always chose me to be your parent... and you never leave my side... I don't think I can ever repay that... except by loving you that much more."

[User] Yuki smiled softly and then moaned softly as the pace picked up, so now her hips moved faster on her own accord. "I-I love you s-so much, Daddy." She kissed him lovingly and smiled as she wrapped her arms around his neck gently

[Assistant] "I love you baby girl, I love you." Vahlan settled his hands a doss her backside, gripping tightly he moved her body, and she moved it as well. He kissed her slowly, warmly, with a deep heat that radiated inside his chest.

[User] "I love you, too, Daddy. So much." Yuki smiled and kissed him back, letting out a soft moan as she started to move a little faster. "Y-you feel s-so good!" And while they were on their porch, it felt a bit better than before. But she didn't know why.

[Assistant] "I'm glad baby girl! So glad baby!" Vahlan moaned out as he watched her bounce over and over on his lap. He could see his shaft disappear inside her warmth, making him groan hotly, loving every moment. "Doesn't it feel good... to be out in the open like we are? Uninhibited?"

[User] Yuki buried her face in his neck, blushing as she slowly nodded in response to his question. But then she started moving a little bit faster as she wagged her tail, her ears pinned down in pleasure. She loved feeling like this. This loved.

[Assistant] Moaning out hotly, Vahlan laid back on the porch swing, watching her body bouncing one his lap hotly. "Oh yes baby! Oh yes! Please baby! Make daddy cum! Make me cum!"

[User] Yuki wagged her tail as she moved faster, panting softly as her ears pinned back in pleasure. She kissed his forehead and was sure her heart would explode in pleasure. "S-s-so good, D-Daddy!"

[Assistant] "Oh yes! Baby girl! Ride me! Ride daddy! Oh yes baby please!" Vahlan moaned out hotly, feeling her walls start to clamp around him hotly, stroking him through his next climax.

[User] Yuki cried out some in pleasure and she arched her back as she started to breathe heavier. She absolutely loved that feeling,,, sharing her body with the one she loved more than anything. Her father. Sure, it was a different kind of love that they shared, but she loved it.

[Assistant] Holding onto her hips, Vahlan could feel her clamping onto him tighter, surely an orgasm was ripping its way through her body at the moment, making her body probably feel all warm inside. He loved to see such ecstasy across her face. His own daughter. In raptures atop his lap.


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Catalina guessed that Damien already knew why she wanted to meet, that she had found things that strengthened his claims. If she had found nothing then she would probably not have reached out to him again, or only done so to tell him to eat shit. But now they were there, she looked at him as he smiled back at her. In a way, his smile did remind her of old times, but it also infuriated her, as she just wished he would have told her more straight away at their first meeting.

Hearing what he said about the shadow company and the damages made her frown. It was tough to hear, not only because it mad her father look like a monster, but because she also felt guilty, guilty that she hadn't found out about this sooner, how could she have been so blind? But her father had never shown or talked anything about these things, just about the formal image of what the company was.

As Damien continued to speak, Catalina looked more and more bothered and sad. At the end she sighed deeply, sipping some from her espresso before replying. "I see... while I don't believe everything you say, straight away. But... I have a feeling you aren't lying... fuck" she said and shook her head. In a way, she felt a little lost as her view of the world suddenly had been shaken at it's core. "Have things never been clean? Not even in the very beginning?" she wondered.

Now she knew things were bad, but now what? "And... where do we go from here? Shouldn't we go to the police?" she pointed out. Though she doubted he would want that since he admitted to knowing about things. "Either way... no way I can' work in the company anymore" she said quietly. Could she even still consider herself part of the family?

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When Damien had finished talking, he watched her closely and he could see how it was bothering her. Of course, he wasn't surprised by that; most girls tend to idolize their father's so finding out they are in fact, monsters had to be a hard thing to hear, especially coming from him. When she admitted she knew he wasn't lying he nodded, but for now the smile was gone from his lips.

He said nothing at first, he simply watched, and he listened. He knew she would have more questions. He took a few drinks from his coffee, and he leaned back in his seat. "Your grandfather started it, but when your father and I took over the business it wasn't this serious. Small time crime, mostly. The kind that puts money in our accounts without causing undo ham to the population in general... but for some people, a little bit of power makes them crave more and more and more" he suggested...

When she asked how he thought they should proceed he shrugged at first, but at the mention of the police he shook his head. "Going to the police would be pointless... half the force are clients of your father's" he suggested. "You could try the feds, but I'm not sure what that would accomplish" he added, "plus I don't want to go down with him... I have a good thing going and would rather not lose what I've built... I just want your father to stay the hell out of my territory" he admitted.

"I'm sorry for busting the bubble and revealing the truth to you... but I like you, Catalina; you're the only one left in the family I respect enough to care about and I wanted you to know so you could get away, because sooner or later, his empire is going to come crashing down and I don't want you caught up in that" he explained.

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For a split second, Catalina nearly wished Damien hadn't told her about all this. Though she knew that was a stupid thought, she would have found out sooner or later anyway, perhaps when things came crashing down or if she was expected to do something criminal. Though maybe she already had? Hearing that the business had always been a criminal enterprise, even if it had started out small and more innocent, did break her heart some. It was worse then she could ever have imagined.

As he stated he'd rather not go down with her father, she frowned slightly. While Damien perhaps was somewhat better than her father, his hands weren't clean. "Get away?" she then said and sighed out, a million thoughts rushing through her mind. "Good God, I'm glad I know, but this will be a mess" she sighed. Her source of income was from her work in the company. "I suppose I can get a job somewhere else easily enough. But I still have to move from my apartment, it's father who owns it..." She didn't know if she should confront her father head on, or if she should try and get herself removed from the situation first.

"While I'm not thrilled about this, I suppose I should thank you. I'd rather know now before I'm too deep in their shit" she suggested and finished her espresso. It was a good thing she had saved most of the money she had made. Though, now she knew that money was dirty... "What do you do then?" she suddenly asked as she looked at Damien. "For work I mean? Since you complain my father is invading your territory?".

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Damien could see what he'd told her was disturbing, and by rights it should. Most of what her father was into was federal crimes and would see him and anyone else around him be put away for a very long time. "To be honest, it's not the police or the feds you or he should be worried about. There are other criminal elements all around the country that your father's been pissing off, and they don't put people in jail, they play for keeps" he explained. "And you'd make the perfect hostage to be used against him" he added. Of course, whether or not her father would see reason enough to pay whatever they wanted to get her back unharmed remained a question Damien wasn't certain of...

He wanted to tell her she should come and work for him, but now was probably not the time or the place. He could also take her in... but that would be another thing that might put her off if the offer wasn't made right. No, he needed to play this right... "I know people in neutral territory, nice apartments if that's what you're looking for. I'm talking nice neighborhood, very little crime and lots of police in the area" he suggested. "At least until you can get yourself settled" he added.

When she asked what he did, he shrugged... "I run a few gambling houses, racketeering and a prostitution ring" he admitted. "I used to have a drug ring as well, but I ended that a few years ago... my legal firm has gone legit, back to helping defend small time crime, rather than help bad people get off... some call it a cover for the rest, and I'm not going to deny that... but I also like that those less fortunate kids who get in trouble have someone watching over their backs" he said...

Finally, he shook his head and he simply smiled at her... "If you really want to know more of me, my firm and what I do, it won't be here, and it won't be while you work for your father" he finished as he downed what was left of his cup... "I wanted to warn you and protect you... now what you do is up to you..." he said as he slipped the cover off his cup to get at every last drop... then he concluded... "If you really want to know more, call me, or text me and we can get together somewhere other than a street side coffee shop..." he told her as he pushed his chair back and he moved to his feet. "I can help protect you, if you think you need it... don't hesitate to call" he added as he slipped his sunglasses over his eyes and he got ready to start walking away.

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Catalina suddenly felt very distressed, especially at the mention that she could be a target for her father's enemies. That wasn't something she had ever imagined. Of course, coming from a well known family with money was never completely safe, but would she need to look over her shoulders? Was she in danger? She tried to sigh out, tried to gather her thoughts and keep herself cool, as she wasn't usually one who panicked or got overcome with emotion.

He offered her help with a place to live and she nodded slowly. "Thanks, but I think I can find something on my own" she told him. Then as he mentioned his business, a look of disgust came over her face. "Prostitution?" she asked sounding quite disappointed in him. While the other things were illegal as well, they didn't cause as much harm as prostitution. All of this was too much, so at the end of their conversation she just nodded to him. "I'll call if I need it..." Then she watched him leave again.

It wasn't until a few weeks later that Catalina looked at Damien's number on her phone again. The weeks that had passed had been quite shit. At first, she had tried to stick to her plan, quietly finding a new place to live, a job. But, it seemed impossible to keep anything from her father... things had blown up between them and she had said things she now regretted, but she was also scared. Seeing the rage in her father's eyes, a glimpse of the monster Damien had told her he was... she didn't feel safe.

Thus it was with shaky hands she decided to call Damien, putting the phone to her ear. As soon as he answered, she didn't even bother to let him talk before bursting into talking "It's me, Catalina" she said. "I... I need help. I need somewhere to go, a place to find somewhere to live and work, my dad... he knows I know..." She sounded upset and scared, not wanting to believe all of this.

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The only thing that made Damien look back was when Catalina repeated the word prostitution... he looked back at her curiously... "Yeah, it's a time-honored tradition, and the women who work for me are all of legal age and they all came to me looking for work... it's kind of like a higher-class escort service... no street walkers..." he admitted, but he stopped himself, hating that he had felt the need to defend himself to her. Her father was in much worse shit than he was... with that, he was gone, a bit more annoyed after that comment than he had been before...

Damien had almost given up on the idea that she would call, eventually. He was kept mostly busy with his work; there was always some mess to clean up or some fire to put out. He wondered if maybe the whole prostitution thing had put her off, but he figured he was blowing that up way out of proportion. Maybe her father had pulled her deeper into his web of lies and crime.

It was a Friday afternoon when he felt his phone buzzing and he pulled it out, seeing her number. He smiled as he brought the phone to his ear, and he was about to say 'hello' when she burst out and started to speak in a bit of a panic. He heard her voice and he could tell she was scared and worried and that worried him...

"Catalina, listen to me..." he started finally. "Take a deep breath... get to the café... I can be there in twenty minutes... look for the red BMW convertible..." he told her as he closed his laptop and he stood, sliding the computer into its soft briefcase and he started to make his way towards the door. He kept the phone to his ear in case she had something else she wanted to say. If she was farther away he would wait however long it took her to get there.

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Catalina's hands were nearly shaking as she called Damien's number, desperately hoping he would pick up. Once he did, she quickly started speaking. She felt scared and confused. In the argument between her and her father, he had made threats towards her. Threats if she tried to rat him out to the police or feds, threats if she tried to leave the family. She was afraid that if she didn't leave her apartment soon, she wouldn't get a chance to leave. Thus she called Damien, the one person her father couldn't touch.

When he started speaking she tried to take a deep breath. "I'll be there" she told him back. She breathed slowly and shakily, feeling high on adrenaline and fear. "See you soon" she then said. After that she turned the call off. It was at that point she quickly packed a duffel bag of some clothes, her important papers, personal items and so on while also ordering a taxi. Once done she quickly hurried downstairs and took the taxi, arriving at the cafe about 15 minutes after her call with Damien ended.

She stood outside the café, quite tense and anxious. Compared to the last few items they had met, she looked more anxious and frail as well, her hair let out, wearing just a simple t-shirt and a pair of jeans. She glanced around for the red car, hoping Damien would get there soon.

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This was going to be a rather slippery slope to navigate, and Damien knew it. On the one hand, her father knew Damien would never hurt her, she was family and despite their disassociation that was a strong bond, but he wasn't going to be happy that she ran to him. The moment the man found out where she'd done Damien's phone was likely to blow up, figuratively speaking. Still, he had no doubt the risk was worth the reward.

Once he was certain the call had ended, he ended the call form his end and he made his way to the underground parking and moment's later he was driving towards the East End. It was a nice day, but he opted to keep the top up, figuring discretion might be best for now. He broke a few traffic laws on the way to the café, arriving there at the twenty-minute mark as he'd said he would. He spotted her as soon as the café came in sight, and he pulled over in front of her at the curb.

The car had barely stopped when he hit the button to open the rear cargo hatch for her to put her bag in... he was wearing as pair a suit pants and black shoes. A crisp light blue button up shirt was worn over a plain white T-shirt and his sunglasses covered his eyes as he gestured for her to hurry and get in... the moment the bag was in the back he hit the button and the hatch began slowly closing automatically... he waited until she was seated before he pulled out again and he headed towards the southern coast. "What happened?" He asked simply, his voice filled with concern.

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It was a tense few minutes for Catalina as she waited for Damien. In a matter of moments, it felt like the life she had known came crashing down around her. Her father wasn't who she thought he was and instead she was running to her uncle who she a month earlier never would have considered talking to even. Finally, a red car pulled up to the cafe and she acted quickly. throwing the bag down into the rear of the car before she jumped into the passenger seat.

Once they pulled away and she had her seatbelt on, she sighed out, closing her eyes and leaning her head back against the seat before hearing his question. She tilted her head slightly and glanced over at Damien. "I tried to keep things quiet while I was looking for a new place to live, a new job, but dad found out somehow" she mumbled. "He confronted me about it. Asking why I was moving without even telling him. I couldn't help it, I... I told him I knew about his crooked ways and that I wanted no part of it". She tensed slightly at remembering it all, it had taken place just a few hours ago so it was still quite fresh in her memory. "We started to fight and... he threatened me, told me that if I ever left the family or ratted them out, I would regret it". It was the tone her father had, the look in his eyes that had scared her. She'd never seen him like that before.

"I knew that if I didn't leave right now, I wouldn't get the chance to..." She closed her eyes again and leaned her head back against the seat, trying to calm down some.

[Assistant]
As Damien drove, he frequently looked over at her, waiting for her to answer his question. Damien didn't think his brother would be capable of hurting his daughter, but still. The man had grown viler and more unpredictable over the years. He supposed it was possible he could get desperate, and in that case the gloves would be off.

He had suspected she'd try to get away, but not confessed to the man that she knew as much as she did. He groaned, though he supposed it was inevitable. Sooner of later a man of his ilk would find out. It was very likely he had her watched. With that knowledge in hand, he started to take a very long detour, keeping his eyes open for a tail of some sort.

When she was done talking, he just watched her put her head back and close her eyes. He turned to look ahead as he moved his free hand to scratch at the two days of growth on his chin. "He wouldn't hurt you, trust me" he said finally, trying to reassure her. His question was what he was going to do if, or rather when he found out his brother had taken her in. Very likely he'd blame Damien for her betrayal because the man could never blame his princess...

Of course, that might not be so bad... maybe Damien could use that. "I don't think we're being followed" he said after some five minutes, and several turns had taken place... finally, Damien took the onramp to the highway that would take them south along the coast. "We'll head to my country house. It'll be a few days before he figures out where you are and who you're with... we should have time to form a plan by then" he said as he pulled out his phone and he carefully sent a text with practiced ease.

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While Catalina knew her troubles weren't over, it did feel better knowing she was out of immediate danger. It gave her some time to think, plan and try to fix this whole mess. Though she was not sure how she would be manage to fix any part of it. "I know" she mumbled as Damien said her father wouldn't hurt her. "I don't think he'll hurt me like that, but he sure as hell will do something I won't like, I know it". She wasn't sure if that meant locking her away to keep her within his grasp or whatnot, but she didn't want to find out.

Finally they were on the highway and she looked up at her uncle, giving him a nod. "Sounds like a plan" she commented. She then watched him send a text, raising an eyebrow slightly. "Who are you texting?" she wondered, perhaps a bit too curious but she was still a little bit on edge. "I've been trying to find another job, find a place to live. I've found some apartments but not a job yet" she then said. However, would she be able to stay in the city with her father there?

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Damien nodded in agreement when she admitted her father was likely to do something she wouldn't like. He wouldn't put it past the man locking her up somewhere where she couldn't cause any trouble. To be honest, Damien wasn't all that worried about himself either; he had friends and allies and if Catalina's father wasn't careful and diplomatic, he could start a hell of a turf war. Still, he wanted to avoid as much unpleasantness as possible.

When she asked about who he was texting he chuckled... "Not your father, or anyone he associates with..." he suggested as he finished, and he set the phone down on the console between them. Otherwise, he didn't say anything, or answer her question, as it wasn't really any of her business.

When she spoke again, talking about a job and a place to live he nodded in understanding. "You can stay out here as long as you need to... until your father accepts there are things he can't control" he suggested, though he wasn't sure her father would ever think that. The man seemed to think everyone, and everything could be had for a price.

It wasn't overly long before he exited the highway onto a secondary road leading into the country. "Did you tell anyone where you were going?" He asked her curiously. It wasn't an accusatory tone, he just wanted to make sure he knew what was likely to happen.

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Catalina knew she was perhaps a bit too nosy as she questioned who Damien was texting, but she was curious, especially in this situation. While she currently trusted Damien more than her father, she still didn't truly know Damien since it had been so many years since they last met. She knew he could have some sort of endgame she didn't approve of, but those thoughts had to be for later. After all, right now he was helping her out when he didn't have to do anything.

"No. I didn't tell anyone. I went straight home after talking with my father, then I called you" she told Damien. She hadn't even texted her friends, though she figured they were better off not knowing about all this, in case her father tried to ask them. They were already out of the city and heading out into the countryside. It was a road she didn't recognize, as she mostly stayed within their city.

"Do you really think he'll cool down about this?" she asked Damien with a sigh, referring to her father. She doubted he'd change his mind and his stance, as he rarely did such a thing.

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She didn't press the matter of the texting, so Damien didn't offer anything more either. He focused on the road and making certain they were not, in fact, being followed. He looked at her when she explained she hadn't told anyone, and he nodded as he took a turn down another road that headed into the hills away from the coast. "Good... if he had you followed, I'm thinking we lost whoever it was as I haven't seen anyone behind us for a while" he suggested as he drove on.

"Somewhat" was his simple initial reply to her next question. "He's going to be pissed that you left, and that you found out about the family business... but he has to realize you'd find out sooner or later, he knows you're too smart to be kept in the dark for too long" he suggested. "He'll regret not telling you himself, that way he would have felt like he was in control over the situation... that's what he cares about the most, that control over everything and everyone" he added. "I mean, this won't be over, not for a long time..." he added with a shrug.

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Catalina looked out of the window, studying the countryside they were driving through. Now that she was out of the city and with her uncle, she did feel quite a lot more calm and collected. She had been quite panicked when she originally called him after all. While she knew her situation wasn't alright, she now knew she had time to take it easy, law low and come up with a solid plan to try and make things as good as possible.

Damien's response to her question didn't exactly make her think lighter of the situation, but she still nodded. "I've come to the same conclusion. But I'm really grateful you're helping me out, uncle. Thank you" she said quite softly. It was strange, years of being apart and still he was the one that helped her out when it truly mattered the most.

"So? Is it much longer?" she wondered and looked out on the road again. They have been driving for some time now.

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She did indeed have a day or two, perhaps even three at most before her father figured out where she was. From that point on things would get a little crazy, Damien had no doubt of that... but these two days could be of great benefit to everyone.

When she spoke, Damien looked at her and he smiled, and he nodded... "Don't mention it, kiddo" he said, using the nickname he used to use a long time ago before the family break-up. "No one's going to bother you for a couple days, you'll be able to relax and breath and think things over" he explained s he turned off another road, this one headed towards what looked like a far wooded ridgeline. He was hoping she'd feel comfortable around him. Yes, they were family and he cared about her, but he also had other kinds of feelings for her...

"See those trees on the ridgeline ahead?" He asked pointing. "It was perhaps two more miles before they got there... the road crosses the hill, and my place is on the other side, including the gentle reverse slope... seven hundred acres of woods and prairie" he suggested with a smile. Along the way there were a couple farmsteads with various crops.

"Do you ride?" He asked her curiously... "Horses, I mean?" He asked as they neared the treeline.

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Catalina smiled softly as he called her 'kiddo'. While it had been years since she heard that nickname, it still made her feel warm. Then she nodded to him, liking the sound of being able to breathe and plan. Even as they were driving, her mind was trying to come up with different ways to fix this mess, but she tried to still those thoughts, wanting to just take time to breathe before going into problem solving mode.

"Yeah?" she said and looked out at what he told her about. It was further out on the country than she had anticipated, but she didn't complain. While she was born and raised in the city, she'd always liked the countryside.

"I've ridden a few times before. Last year, me and a few friends went out of town and spent a day on a horse ranch... so I know how to ride, might be a bit rusty though". She glanced back at him. "Do you have horses?". There were plenty of farms out there with all sorts of animals, she could see a few horses grazing in a fenced in area. "Are you out here a lot?" she then wondered.

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Damien continued to drive up towards the ridge line until they entered the wooded area. He looked at her when she admitted she did know how to ride, and he smiled, and he nodded when she asked if he had horses. He had a fairly large stable with many horses. He owned most of the horse's and he paid for the hands who cared for them. Their primary purpose was for the many youth groups in the city who came out and took the horses out rather frequently. It had started out simply as a means to cut taxes; a kind of tax evasion scam, and while it stilled serve that purpose, he'd come to enjoy watching the underprivileged kids come and spend time with the horses.

"Yeah, I like horses" he admitted with a nod, likely something she'd never known about him, likely because it wasn't really something he'd though about until the idea was suggested to him, and now he had to admit, he loved the large animals. When she asked if he came out here a lot, he shrugged... "Not as much as I would like. Work is in the city, businesses are in the city" he suggested, making it clear it was difficult to keep everything running from out here...

Just as they broke through the trees the large beautifully renovated century old farmhouse came into view, with a hug log archway they had to drive through as they entered the driveway. The woods atop the ridge behind them carried on alongside and behind the large house while on the other side were huge barns and the stables... horse's were grazing, and a tractor could be seen in the fields behind them. Just coming into view behind the farmhouse was a large four-door garage... "Welcome to my country house..." he said with a smile.


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As Professor Michael looked around the room at the new crop of students, he happened to notice one young woman in particular---modestly dressed, sitting alone. He was not a fan of the current styles and it was refreshing to see a woman dressed as a woman.

He welcomed the class and gave a little introduction to 'Human Sexuality 05' "I named it 'Human Sexuality 05' because I felt that 'Human Sexuality 01' would offend someone since most of you are not 'beginners'! (He laughed.) But some of you ARE, and that's fine. That's the purpose of this class---to teach you what you need to know."

Now... first off, I'm going to need one of you to be my class assistant, and help me with some clerical chores, some multiple choice grading, and other things. You'll be working with me closely one on one. Is there anyone who's like to volunteer? There is a stipend that goes along with the assistantship. All I'd say is that you'll need to have some freedom in your schedule---because of how much time we'll be spending together. Let's continue with the class now. If you'd be interested in the helping me, please come up at the end of class and introduce yourself.

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Sienna wasn't entirely sure why she was there. Why she attended that particular class. Maybe it was a revolt to her parents, who raised her up to be a true Christian. It was never talked about sex, masturbation, and hell, she couldn't have asked her mother if it was okay for her to use tampons or she had to use just pads. Another possible answer, forbidden fruit was always the sweetest. She wanted to know more things about it. And while everyone it that same room had probably experienced more than the class had to offer, she was just a beginner. It was a course 'Human Sexuality 01' for her.

And third possible answer, she was quite attracted to Professor Michael. He seemed really masculine, and now she was learning he was also really patient and charming. He just had that charisma. So, while he was talking about volunteering and being class assistant, she thought it might be the job for her. It was really unique, not the subject everyone goes for. Plus, she'd get more one on one time with Professor Michael. Plus, she would maybe pick up more skill doing administration work. And, she'd get payed for it. Alongside a stipend. That would really help her out. She wouldn't have to worry for the semester.

That was it. She decided she was going to do it. Without her parents' knowledge, of course. She sat for the rest of the lesson, fascinated by every story her professor had told her class. And while really enjoying it, she was just waiting impatiently for the bell to ring, hoping no one else will apply for the position.

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The class was pretty much what classes were at Kelnard. The college attracted intelligent students from what used to be called 'upper class' families. Professor Michael was well liked because of the dynamism he brought to the classroom. No one ever fell asleep in one of HIS classes. At the end of the class, a number of students came up to him at the lectern. he assumed that they were interested in the assistantship, but in fact some asked him about class changes, and getting needed approvals---clerical things that he usually left to his assistant... but no one was there to apply for the assistantship. This surprised him. Those students left and as he was gathering his things to go back to his office, he noticed the same young woman---still in the classroom---getting up and walking toward him.

"Hi... he said to her in a friendly manner. I'm Michael... I guess you know that, but what's YOUR name? Might you be here to apply for the Assistantship---the position is still available. Would you be interested? I'd love to have your help. Like I said it WOULD take some time, but it pays a generous stipend."

He looked at his watch. "If you're interested, why don't you walk with me to my office and you can tell me about yourself, and we can chat about what I'll need you to do for me." He picked up his notes, put them in his brief-case, and grabbed his lap-top. "Here"---gesturing to a door on the side of the room, "Let's go this way."

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Sienna couldn't really see the difference between the snobbish, upper-class kids in class, and kids who were working hard to earn the tuition. Everyone seemed to enjoy the class. The things Professor Michael talked about. And the way he talked about his subject. With so much passion in his voice. Everyone could see he loved his subject.

As the bell rang, so many people had hurriedly gotten up to talk to the professor. Sienna was scared someone might actually approach the professor first and ask about the assistantship. Not wanting to embarrass herself, she patiently waited for all of them to disappear so she can talk to Professor in private. And magically, it happened that way. No one had asked for the assistantship. So calmly, she got up and approached him.

"Hello, my name is Sienna Brooklyn. I am very pleased to meet you, Mr. Michael." She smiled a bit, but eventually couldn't help but take all of his complexion in. Broad, wide shoulders, very masculine body all in all. That man was very tall and sculpted like a Greek god. "Yeah, the Assistantship would be amazing, if you asked me Mr. Michael. I am really interested in your subject, really. And the stipend followed along with Assistantship is just a big plus, if you asked me." She said politely as she smiled to the man in front of her.

She followed the man into a small side room, with a lot of props her professor probably used when he was teaching a group of students. In the center of the room were two armchairs and a small coffee table between them. She sat down and made herself comfortable. "So, um, as I have told you, my name is Sienna Brooklyn, I am eighteen and a half years old, I come from Georgetown, North Carolina. And, uh, I don't know if it's a problem, this course for me might be 'Human Sexuality 01', which means I absolutely have no knowledge about anything you'll be teaching about." She said as her cheeks became crimson red.

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"It's lovely to meet you, Sienna. I'm very happy you waited. This is a wonderful surprise. I was worried when no-one volunteered. The $2000 stipend alone, I thought, would be an incentive. I'd be happy to have you as my assistant." Instinctively, he put his arm around her, giving her half-hug, but then quickly removed it. "Oh, I'm sorry... I need to be careful with all the new rules, etc. It just felt right to me. I'm sorry if I offended you in any way. It isn't often I feel this way. There's an expression that 'things happen for a reason,' and somehow---that you were the only one to apply means that it was meant to be."

He was really impressed with how modest and respectful she was. He liked that, he felt that they would work well together. He wasn't really demanding, it was just that it was "work," and work needed to be done, and he felt confident that she had a good work ethic. "Make yourself comfortable, Sienna. Can I get you a glass of lemonade or ice tea, or a soft drink or---just plain water? They gave me this little fridge---so I have all these things... whatever you'd like."

"So about the assistantship... part of it will involve dumb clerical things printing, collating, taking attendance. I'll also expect that you'll help me prepare for the class. Prepare and choose the anatomical models of the various parts of the male and female body that we'll be discussing. I'll give you an outline for the lecture and you can choose models we'll need. I could do it, but it would just help me. I have a large demonstration cart so the students could get up and touch and feel the models."

He handed her her drink and a napkin---raising his glass---as if to toast. "Here's to your Assistantship! Now... you must have some questions? As a lecturer, I tend to 'talk,' and I realize I haven't given you much chance to reply to what I've been saying. Ohhhh... you did say something about 'Not knowing much about the subject?' and whether that would matter? I don't mean to embarrass you, but could you tell me more about what you mean?"

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"Oh, do not worry, I am totally okay with the hug." Sienna smiled a bit, trying not to make things awkward with Professor. "Well, thank you. I knew I didn't make a mistake about coming to your class the moment that bell rang, so I guess that's also 'a thing that happened for a reason'. We wouldn't be sitting here if I haven't heard all the best about your class. Only positive reviews, I promise. I'd like just a cup of water please." It felt really unnecessary for her to 'order' something, yet it would be really impolite if she declined such a kind gesture, so tap water was probably the best solution.

"That sounds very doable." She said with a big smile. "In high school, I used to love Biology and Anatomy, so it won't be a huge problem. And about the clerical part, seems like all the experiences I'd need if I ever became a college professor, which is a small dream of mine." As he handed her over her water with the napkin and made a toast, Sienna hurriedly raised her glass too and joined the toast. "To my Assistantship."

As he mentioned her lack of knowledge about the subject, Sienna felt a twinge of anxiety. "Yes, I'm sorry. I don't have much of experience in sex. I mean, I never had sex, to put it in clearly. I do not know anything except for anatomy. It's like, I know theory and I don't know practical work." Sienna said as the blush creeped up her cheeks. "I- it's kind of embarrassing, sorry."

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"No.. No... it's fine. It might have been a little bit easier for you, if you came in having had some sexual experience. I appreciate your honesty. I don't want to lose you, Sienna---since we get along really well. I hope you feel the same way. It's great that you've had biology and anatomy in high school and like the topics---so you're familiar with the terms, and the actual nomenclature---male and female. It's a matter of you knowing the theory---but lacking the practical. That's where you need experience."

"Honestly, you will need---not only to be my assistant---but also a TA (Technical Assistant) at times---fielding phone calls of students having difficulty, and holding group conferences sometimes. I just need to get you up to speed on the experience side of it."

Michael looked at Sienna: "Here's where it gets a little dicey. Simply stated I need to have you experience the things I'm going to be teaching in the class. Please forgive me for being direct, but had you come with previous sexual experience, we could build on that, but you don't. I have a way to solve the problem which is rather radical and a bit 'out there,' but I want you to be with me so I'm going to make you the proposal. I don't want you to feel pressured in any way. If I didn't feel what I feel about you, I wouldn't mention it---because it goes against the rules---big time. But it would get you up to speed, and that's what we need."

"We'd very slowly---from the simplest of cuddles to full on intercourse. But the pace would be very slow---like it is in my class. We'll take baby steps and like on a sightseeing trip, we'll have a lot of stops along the way. I've thought about this a lot and I can tell you more about it---if you'd consider it? Again... no obligation. I want you to be my Assistant so it's a risk I need to take. Please... any questions at all. How are you feeling so far."

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"I figured, I mean... It was better to tell you the truth." She was soon cut off by her professor. Something in that proposal made her excited? Happy she was going to do something she planned on doing for a long time. Actually, since she came to Kelnard.

"Well, actually, the only thing I've ever done is masturbating, pretty recently actually." She blushed really hard, not knowing why she was confiding in her professor about things such as her sex life. "I'm not quite sure I did it very good." She said even before she was thinking about answering to the actual question. She then continued, with evident blush on her face. "So, listen. I come from a very conservative Christian household. My mother and my father wouldn't talk to me about anything sexually oriented, not even periods, pads, tampons, etc. That's why I am like this. They expected me to wait until marriage, but hell, it's 21st century. Modern day living. So, now that I moved here, I kind of wanted to experience new things, you get me. So, I signed up for the class. And when I heard about the assistantship and stipend, I was kind of relieved, hoping it would help me financially. I knew I wouldn't have to work shifts at local bar." Her blush became crimson red, even more evident now.

"I'm sorry, I just don't even know why I am telling you this. Just, the point is, my parents can't never find out about all of this. I think I'd be a complete stranger to them if they knew about all of this." She breathed in, trying to come up with something next to say. "I think we formed connection, too. And also, I need that money now, more than anything. And plus, I wanted to explore for a long time, as I said. I am willing to say yes to the proposal. To be clear, I know that everything should be really discrete and that all of this is confidential. And, now that I got everything off my chest, I have to ask, when are we starting?"

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Michael thought that Sienna really was the right girl for the job. He couldn't lie---she did hold a bit of a spell over him. Somehow they had connected, and they had a good sense of one another---despite their age gap. He knew he could depend on her---and vice versa! Though they barely knew each other, they were clearly on the same page.

"I'm glad you told me---really. It all makes sense now. Religion has its place but you're a woman of today and not 2000 years ago! It's not for me to criticize them, but I think your parents did you a disservice not giving you some freedom regarding your sexual education. Usually, one's high school years are a time for experimentation. Even masturbating. It's a time when everyone's sex 'wakes up' and sometimes goes wild. all sorts of things go on, and it seems that has been missing from your journey. It's very important... you need to be able to release your sexual tension. We'll talk about that as I cover all of the elements of the course with you---starting with some of the most basic things, Kissing, Cuddling, Grinding, Licking, touching---including where to touch in both a male, and a female. I do want you to have the experience."

"About being discreet---you don't have to worry. I think---to be honest---we're both equally vulnerable---but in different ways. You have my commitment, and I need yours. Think about bringing you up to speed, I have another proposal that might really help---possibly even financially. I think it will fit well into your plan of doing the 'exploration' you said you've been meaning to do for a long time. Of course we should be careful that it doesn't interfere with your other school work and or your social life." Professor Michael thought he needed to say that, and because of their age difference, he HAD to face the reality of it---but it was his hope that HE would be her social life. He knew it was selfish of him, and he obviously couldn't say it, but...

"My thought was that it would be so helpful---and convenient---if you were to come and live with me---in the guest suite in my home. It's near enough to campus that you can walk to everything, and it'll give us time together to practice the lessons I'll be giving you. If you like the idea, I can probably get you a refund on your room and board and you come and live in my house---and that won't cost you anything. Of course you'll have complete privacy. The guest suite has a bedroom, a full private bathroom---with a tub and a stall shower, and a sitting room. I think you'd like it. I don't want to put pressure on you, but maybe you'd like to walk over and take a look and see for yourself? and don't worry, your parents will never know anything about our adventure. I feel honored Sienna, that you're willing to put your trust in me to be your guide. Maybe we should walk over and take a look."

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"I am glad I told you, too." Sienna felt like she could confide with him, be completely honest with no judgment from his side. It kind of made her happy a little, feeling such a strong connection with someone she had just met. With someone she had seen a long time ago, while enrolling in university, while wondering what class did he teach. Later, she found out that information. It made her think about actually taking Human Sexuality as one of the courses, and she did. Did she know her parents would disown her, if they found out? Yes, she was fully aware. But she knew they wouldn't find out. After all, she was thousands miles away from them. "I am fully aware of the time I had 'wasted' by not experimenting something that's in man's nature. It has always been. You know, I love my parents, but it's just, their beliefs make me look like an idiot to others. Like some kind of Saint Mary. as I said, I really do think religion is important, it's just, modern days inquire changes we make every day to make them even better an easier."

"I do not need to think. I am sure about the decision. As I told you, I need the money, and to be honest, I'd really rather experiment with someone who knows what he's doing and is also experienced. And, uhm, clearly, I see your not lacking in looks, obviously you have a lot of knowledge on this particular topic, you seem like a man with a lot of experience. I agree, it is a really convenient thing to do, but, really? Are you sure you'd let me live with you for free?" She said, still amazed by the thing she heard from him. "I can and I will pay if you want me to. Really. I just don't want you to think I am doing this so I can live in your apartment for free. I am not like that. I can do chores, help around the house, whatever you want me to do. I really just want you to understand that." She said with a small smile.

"Lastly, about the whole discretion thing, you can count on me. We could both get into some real trouble because of this. You could get fired, I could get kicked off from Kelnard and my parents could be notified about all of this. So, I guess we'll have to be extremely careful now." It all excited her, sneaking around, all those secrets and adrenaline. "Yeah, we should take a walk. It's getting hot in here."

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Michael was beside himself with joy. It really WAS like she had been sent from heaven. "Somehow Sienna, I knew you'd be perfect," he said. "From the first words out of your mouth, there was an honesty about you---an authenticity about everything you said... like it came from your heart. I think it was because you were willing to be up-front with me---about who you really are. That's a very brave thing to do---particularly with a stranger. I think---because of this mysterious connection we have---dare I suggest 'an affinity' we have for each other, you felt it was safe to do so."

"I think that's what gave me the courage to risk making the suggestion re: bringing you up to speed, not to mention living with me, though I think you know that it will give us the most time together to 'explore'---as you describe it. I have to agree with you that we're both in uncharted waters, and we have to depend on each other's ability to keep this secret. I love the expression 'A secret is something you only tell once...' so it's up to us.. and us alone!" I suppose we'll need to cover for each other occasionally on all fronts. But rest assured, I will protect you. I understand---about your Parents. As you point out, it actually works both ways, do it behooves us to be extra careful.

"About living here, I'm not expecting you 'work off' your room and board. I'm making you the offer to live with me, to facilitate your education. If you want to help around the house I won't prevent you from doing it, so that's OK... but it's not a requirement. I would be lying if I didn't say I'd enjoy the company... I'd love to have you living with me. On that note, though, you will have total privacy---your own bedroom, a sitting room (like a small living room or den with a TV), and a full Bath."

"There's my little house---the second one in from the corner." It was a lovely spring night, and there was a moon, even. It was a bit like a 'boy walks girl to the door and kisses her goodnight scene' in a Hollywood movie. This was not that, but---given the night---and weather---it still had this romantic overtone to it. Michael opened the door, and looked at her and laughed. "I almost feel like I need to pick you up and carry you over the threshold! Let's go in."

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Sienna's heart fluttered with a mix of excitement and uncertainty as Michael expressed his joy and admiration. She appreciated his belief in her authenticity and courage to be open about herself. The mysterious connection they felt had created a sense of safety, allowing Sienna to share her true self with him.

The suggestion of living together brought both excitement and trepidation. Sienna understood that they were stepping into uncharted territory, relying on each other to keep their secret. They would need to cover for each other occasionally and be cautious due to the implications for Sienna's parents as well.

Regarding living arrangements, Michael reassured Sienna that he didn't expect her to work off her room and board. Instead, he saw it as an opportunity for her education and valued her company. Helping around the house was optional, but if she chose to do so, he would appreciate it. Of course she'd do so, that was the least she could do to help.

As they approached Michael's house, the romantic ambiance of the spring night added to the mixture of emotions Sienna felt. Michael's playful remark about carrying her over the threshold invoked a sense of whimsy and affection. Sienna followed him through the door, ready to embark on this new chapter together. "Professor Michael, when will I move in?"

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Sienna seemed pretty comfortable with the idea when he mentioned it, though when she asked him: "When will I move in," Michael was convinced. "Whenever it's convenient for you. I'll make arrangements so you can move your things over here. I'd help you do it myself, but people might be suspicious, so I'll have movers take care of it. Let me show you the house---and most important---where you'll be staying."

Michael walked her to the guest suit---which was part of the house. "The College used to own this house, and often Board members would stay here for meetings. It's quite luxurious---you may never want to leave. He opened the door which led into the suite. Here's the sitting room, the bedroom and this is the bath. It has both a tiled stall shower, AND a bathtub. It's here so you might as well enjoy it." He walked her over to the bed. They had just replaced it when I bought the house with one of those fancy beds like they have in the expensive hotels. "Sit on it... really. Lie down on it and if you like it." Michael moved away from her---to give her some freedom to sit or lie down as she pleased. "See... isn't it wonderful?"

"You can still change your mind," Professor Michael said---with a laugh in his voice. "Living here would really be the best of both worlds: you'll be close to campus, and right here were me---in my part of the house---so whenever we're both free we can work on 'your lessons. Like I said, we're going to go slowly. That you've been honest with me is what I'm counting on. I want you to tell me what you're feeling as we go through the various elements. You may have heard about what 'this or that' is supposed to feel like. It's important for you to know what it feels like to YOU that matters. From the 'Assistant' point of view, it's important to be aware of the many different responses different people have to one particular stimulus, but for our interaction what matters is what YOU feel. There are some feelings and reactions you may not put into words. That's OK. You may reveal them in other ways. Some things will feel good, and some may not. That too is normal, though I will only do things that will be pleasurable for you. Sex and sexuality is supposed to be sensual and pleasurable and not painful. There is one school of thought that brings pain into it, but I don't encourage that."

"Maybe we can start your education/exploration with me---right here and now. Let me start with a simple 'lesson'. You may find that this simple---almost every day activity can have so many variations between a man and a woman: an Embrace." Michael put his arms around, pulling her closer to him. Her head naturally lay up against his shoulder. "Now, I'm going to hold you tighter. Do you notice how your Breasts now press into my chest and how my maleness presses against that very sensitive part of your body? So if you would: I'm sure you could feel the difference between the two. But remember---this was only me hugging you... given the difference do you think you could make it better for you AND for me, if you hugged me back---while I was hugging you? It's not a trick question. Maybe you want to try it?"