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'Purple Pens' - Tavi Ravenwood (c) Sapphire July 19, 2000
f/f, masturbation
All rights reserved.  No portion of this story may be copied, either 
electronically or reprographically without express written consent of the 
author.  Cherub and Tavi are creations of the author's mind, and no resemblance 
to anyfur is intended. 
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Later on that evening, Cherub woke up from her nap to the sound of rolling 
thunder somewhere outside.  She listenied for the pitterpatter of rain upon her 
windowsill, and upon hearing it, she snuggled herself back into the comfortable 
bed once again.  she thought about the weather, and how it had been so strange 
as of late, the flash thunderstorms that they'd been having weren't normal for 
the season.

she laid her head upon the pillow, her arm sprawled to the side as she pondered 
to herself about what she wanted to do.  She found that even though she felt no 
cramps in her paw just after she wrote with her pens, she did feel them later on 
in the day.  With the way that cherub had been writing her memories down so 
feverishly, the ache was enormous, even hours later. 

Flexing out each of her black fingers, Cherub winced with the tightness that 
resonated within each of them.  She couldn't envision herself losing this 
ability that she'd so recently gained.  Cherub hadn't had the desire to be so 
prolific, but it was turning out that way, with the assistance of the purple 
pens that her aunt had given her. 

She looked around the room, smiling since she had cleaned it earlier.  Cherub 
was indeed proud of herself for that accmplishmnet.  Giggling quietly, she 
pondered once more over what she wanted to do.  Well, there are always bars that 
I could go to that would let me in.  Despite having been to many of the bars 
around the area, she never really frequented them voluntarily.  

Cherub slid herself out of the bed, realizing that since she was awake, she may 
as well be mobile and start working on the projects of the day.  She threw on a 
sundress with nothing underneath, not bothering to really primp herself up.  
Cherub had always loved the night, and how the stars always seemed to shine for 
her. 

Gathering her keys, she walked to her box, an anonymous little thing that she 
had gotten a long time before when she first started with YIFF.  she opened it, 
and was greeted with many letters and bits of junk cloth there.  It was 
customary for everyone in the complex to sort out the mail as they were standing 
there.  Junk... Junk... junk... she muttered to herself, tossing each of the 
offensive letters into the recycling bin that was right there. 

There were three notifications that her payments had gone through for her 
outstanding bills.  A sigh of relief came from Cherub as she read those, and 
tossed them into the bin along with the junk mail.  Most of the transactions 
that she performed were verified by the telepaths right there who were on staff.  

After examining each letter carefully, and disposing of them summarily, Cherub 
was left with one in her fingers - from someone that she didn't know, but it 
looked like a personal missive, rather than something saying that she owed a 
bill. 

Cherub padded back to the apartmnet, putting the cloth on the back of the couch 
and immediately stepping out of the sundress.  The mephit had never been fond of 
wearing clothing, even though she did like going out and getting it.  She 
figured herself to be quite strange, it wouldn't be the first time that she 
thought that, either. 

It was late at night, though Cherub knew that her neighbors wouldn't mind if she 
played some soft music.  Cherub paused and looked through her collection of 
CD's, and, upon picking something backgroundish, she sat upon her couch in a 
semi sprawled position, gathering up the cloth from the back of it. 

Cherub opened it and began reading, the writing was almost illegible because of 
its tininess, she had to bring it fully up to her eyes to read. 

'Cherub,

It's good to have finally found your address.  It took quite a bit of work to do 
it, since you prefer to maintain your anonymity.  YIFF did perform all of their 
duties in preserving your privacy, and, as you can tell, all I was able to 
obtain was an anonymous box number. 

the skunk shook her head, growling at the letter to get to the point. 

I was one of your clients, about a year and a half ago, and I do realize and 
understand that you are out of the business. My name is Tavi Ravenwood, by the 
way, I know that it was rude of me not to identify myself in the beginning of 
this letter.  I have no idea if you even still remember me. 

As I think about what I am going to say, I know that I will sound like a 
stalker, or something equally as distasteful.  I have been thinking about our 
time together, and thinking about you quite frequently.  My secret thoughts 
revolve around you, Cherub, and I would like to meet you once more, on a non-
professional level.  Here is my exchange, and, I really hope to hear from you 
soon.  

Tavi

Cherub paused, folding the cloth in her fingers and rubbing the nearly illegible 
script with the ball of her thumb.  The skunk enjoyed how it felt with her sore 
fingers, she'd always been a tactile creature, for if she could not touch, it 
wasn't real in her eyes.  Tavi... Tavi... Tavi... Cherub got off of the couch 
going over to a small shoebox to look at all of the pink cards that were in it 
from her days at YIFF. 

The skunk flicked through the cards, and found the one that she was looking for.  
'Tavi Ravenwood, voyeur, masturbation, 35 Whisper Woods Court.'  Cherub thanked 
her foresight for remembering to put all of her assignment cards into a box.  
Tavi Ravenwood, Cherub closed her eyes and daydreamed about it.  As she 
remembered, there wasn't much money in it, because Tavi didn't touch Cherub at 
all.  The skunk paused and snapped her fingers. 

TAvi had also been one of the few that treated her like a sentient creature, 
rather than a device for sex.  Cherub giggled to herself and then looked at the 
cloth that she'd left on the couch.  It still seemed odd to her that Tavi would 
be getting in touch with her after all this time.  Perhaps the vixen was just 
trying to develop the courage to talk to Cherub outside of work, Cherub didn't 
know. 

The skunk wiggled her large fluffy tail against herself and paused before she 
called.  Cherub felt good about the idea of getting together with Tavi once 
more, but then she rememberd that it was extraordinarily late in the evening to 
simply 'drop by' 

Cherub flexed her fingertips again, looking over to the leatherbound notebook 
and thepurple pens, feeling a sudden wave of inspiration come over her as she 
thought of Tavi.  laughing quietly, she rolled the knuckles of each finger and 
sighed at herself, the compulsion, the need was growing stronger inside of her 
with every passing moment. 

Cherub gigled nervously, and walked over to the book and pen, opening it and 
starting to write.  "well, at least I'm not becoming addicted to chocolate or 
doing dangerous things like running in the jungles with the predators.  Tavi was 
sexy, too, one of those furs that Cherub was quite attracted to, but she 
couldn't understand why she was. 

And, as she thought about her first meeting with Tavi, she gradually became 
aroused, her muzzle opening while she closed her eyes, becoming used to the 
strange way that she could still amost see the writing on the page as she wrote 
it. 

'Winter had always been my favorite season, out of all of them.  It was 
beautifully cool, and my fur was thick enough to keep me warm, with only the 
tiniest bits of clothing to cover my more private parts.  i'd been working with 
YIFF for eight months, maybe nine, and felt that I had done everything. 

I walked to the office as I did so frequently, with the sole intnetions of 
gather up my assignment for that evening.  When I opened the rickety screen 
door, Melodee looked up to me with a smile on her face, as she normally did. 

Melodee was the type of fur whose smile was contagious.  Even though I'd been 
thinking of nothing in particular when I walked in, her smile mad everything 
around just that much brighter, and, pretty soon, I started to smile too.  She 
handed me the pink card, her teeth gleaming as she said, showing off one of her 
more seductive traits.  "hiya, Melodee, how are you today?" I asked, laying my 
paws lightly on the countertop, my fingers grasping there lgihtly. 

It was sometimes a game to see how far I could go without looking at the card.  
I loved to keep the suspense up, enjoying the afternoon's activities. 

"Doing good, doing good.  Got a new girl today, maybe later you can show her a 
few things."  A loud shrieking moan came from the room behind Melodee, "It 
sounds like some of the furs already are," she gave me a little wink, teasing at 
the corners of her lips with a smile. 

To my knowledge, Melodee had never partaken in the particular perks of the job.  
She was always one that, despite being happy most of the time, was not one to 
indulge in such activities, even though she had quite the standing offer from 
most of us who worked there. 

"yeah, well, they call it training sometimes.  I don't remember," I said to the 
mink, grinning as I stepped past her to peek into the room.  There was a young, 
barely over the age of sixteen feline, a pretty little girl, honestly.  The guys 
were all sitting around a table with her, playing a game of cards.  She was 
obviously winning, though I didn't know whether the boys were obviously letting 
her. The four that sat there were nude, or almost nude, the feline bouncing in 
her chair while the guys ogled her. 

I withdrew and smiled at Melodee, reguarding the mink with a soft chirr in my 
throat, even as I gripped the assignment card tighter in my fingers.  I turned 
and grinned, padding up to hug our office manager, gently giggling. 

"What was that for, Cherub?" The mink asked as the embrace was broken. 

"For being the best." I replied.  I truly did think that Melodee was the best 
office manager on the planet.  She took care of all of our needs. 

"That scene in there got to you, didn't it?" she asked, winking, and obviously 
not realizing what was really going on in there.  

"Ohyeah.. the boys definitely have things well in 'paw'.  But, I can't do 
anything about it until my assignment.  You were the one that taught me that I 
can keep and maintain an edge if I wait until the time comes." 

"yup. Melodee knows best."  She winked again, and lowered her eyes to look at 
the card in my fingers.  "you gonna look at that?" she grinned," I know you have 
a date tonight, maybe you should find out with whom?" and she watched as I 
turned the card over in my fingers, gazing at my destiny for that evening. 

"tavi Ravenwood?" I asked, trying to figure out whether I'd seen her name in the 
cloth before.  Most of my clients I'd heard of, but the name honestly didn't 
sound familar.  I shrugged and smiled at Melodee, who was watching me intently 
for my reaction, before being called upon to answer one of the phones. 

After her conversation, the mink looked up to me, and said, "she's very private 
about her life.  She owns some land outside of the cty, but she prefers to live 
in town, only a few blocks from you as a matter of fact."  Melodee giggled, 
"That way you can walk there, if you so desire. "  

I grinned, "You're never going to let me live that down, are you?  So I showed 
up a little sweaty to the ball." Chirring, I licked my lips, "But, I should go, 
I have to get home to take my nap." 

"Just like a little kit, having to take a nap before her big dates."  melodee 
laughed, her tail wiggling merrily behind her. 

"At least I have one! And get paid for it too!" I beamed as Melodee patted my 
paw, murring. 

"Go, dear, get your nap,"She said, answering the phone as I turned and went out 
into the cold weather once more. 

I loved the way that I could see my breath in front of me as I moved.  
Sometimes, I felt like one of the entertainers that I'd seen, entering through a 
cloud of smoke to start singing or dancing or whatever. 

I was feeling a bit hungry, so I picked up the pace of my walking, craving a 
little bit of the potatoes that I'd had leftover from the night before.  And, 
when I reached the door, I rushed in, instead of going to the closet, I walked 
into the kitchen and put the leftovers on. 

When I had finally heated the sauteed potatoes all the way, I put them into a 
bowl and went to sit in front of my computer, doing a search for my newest 
client.  And, i found nothing in the things that I looked through that could 
give me any indication of her personality. 

I searched through the YIFF database for Tavi's name and found out everything 
that Melodee knew, which amounted to nearly nothing.  But, I had her address and 
I knew that I should be there in only an hour.  Strangely enough, there wasn't 
any direction on how I should dress or even an inkling of where we might be 
going, or what would be done.  It was quite a rarity to be asked for without a 
social event to be taken to.  Granted, there were times that we didn't go to the 
event that was planned, because my client couldn't wait to get my ass upturned, 
and me four on the floor, but normally there was at least something in mind when 
I first got there. 

Egads, hopefully she wouldn't want me to decide what we would do! Cherub thought 
to herself, trying to come up with a game plan in case that happened.  
Sometimes, there was the occasional fur that tried to act more submissive than I 
did, but I talked them out of it, I didn't like to be the one in control, though 
I could do it.  Just wasn't my thing at all.  

With the database not coming up with any useful information, I decided that I 
would go to sleep, varying my routine, and figuring that I would just throw 
something on.  They were rich enough so that if I picked the wrong clothing, 
that they could just take me back home so I could choose something better, or 
merely buy me another outfit to wear on our excursion. At least I figured that, 
since it never happened.  

Instead of sleeping, all I could do was look up to the ceiling of my apartment 
and draw out designs with my mind over it.  Some counted sheep, though I never 
understood that, some counted 'craft parts, some even just willed themselves to 
go to sleep.  Needless to say, I couldn't successfully do any of it as I laid 
there, halfheartedly daydreaming about what my experience with Tavi would be 
like.  I even pondered over what species that she would be, wolf, vixen, feline, 
mink, some strange combination, or some magical creature. I finally decided that 
she would be a skunk, just like me, who was horribly and completely cute, with 
tiny dimples where she smiled, and a heart upon her rear that was etched into 
her fur permanently. 

I had even gotten to the point of giving her a personality, when the alarms 
rang, warning me that it was time to get my fuzzy ass out of bed to get ready to 
walk down the street.  I chose a pink t-shirt and a pair of cutoff jeans shorts, 
adding a pair of sandals into the mix.  Along with enjoying the way that my 
breath looked, I also loved the way that my feet felt when they were cold, 
sometimes, when I snuggled up to one of my clients, I could feel them warming 
up, and that sensation was just exquisite. 

I paused to look into the mirror, laughing softly as I drew the brush through my 
headfur.  I really looked my age, too.  There was no party dress upon me, there 
was no schoolgirl outfit, I was just me.  Plain ol Cherub.  I flashed a smile to 
myself in the mirror, and bounced off into the evening, my keys inside of my 
pocket as I walked down the street.  I could feel them jabbing at me somewhat 
when I moved, reminding me that today was indeed a beautiful day.  

Melodee was right, Tavi's place was almost a literal hop skip and jump from 
mine, I had expected to take a lot longer in the walking, so I could clear my 
thoughts and be completely focused, and on my 'best behavior' when I met my new 
'mephit' friend.  I saw in my mind's eye how we looked snuggled up against each 
other, mirror images whose paws couldn't stay still.  I knocked upon Ms. 
Ravenwood's apartment door, and waited for my hostess to greet me. 

Sometimes, my meetings with clients turned out to be like the blind dates that 
I'd read about in some of the cloths.  I didn't worry about harm, or ill 
intention, but I didn't always like the way that the encounter turned out.  Or, 
there were even times when I knocked upon the door and what I saw wasn't what I 
had wanted at all, ending up with some old fur or some very ugly fur for the 
night.  Maybe, it was shallow of me to think that, but those were really the 
times that I was happy that I was getting paid for what I did, money made 
unpleasantness just somewhat brighter.  That, and the knowledge that reguardless 
of what the other fur did, it was a temporary thing.  

There were many types of furs who went to YIFF, asking for their services.  
There were the incredibly rich who enjoyed the cheap thrill of having a 
different bedpartner each night, there were the fathers who wanted to give their 
sons or daughters an enticing first experience, there were those who just wanted 
to, and had saved up enough to be able to use us, there were the furs who wanted 
to try out a new experience with a fur who wouldn't judge, and there were some 
who were merely lonely, being able to afford companionship for the night.

I was trying to figure out what category that Tavi fit into when she answered 
the door.  When I saw her, i thought that I had had a vision of the goddess 
before me.  She was a vixen, dressed just as casually as I was in a pair of 
powder blue silk shorts and matching t-shirt.  Her ecru tipped tail swayed from 
side to side, it was as if it had been dipped into one a paint can, the rest of 
her tail a streaked burgundy, strands of black flowing through it, as well as 
the slightest amount of grey.  I blushed, completely speechless as I looked over 
the rest of her, her legs were the same color, her bare feet having the same 
appearance, like she had been stepping in paint, and just happened to get it up 
to her ankles.  

Her body wasn't slender, though it wasn't large, either, providing a rubenesque 
vision of loveliness, I tried to assume that the slight bulge underneath her 
shirt was muscle, but deep inside I knew that it was fat, making her all the 
more cuddly appearing to me.  Her breasts weren't massive, in fact they were 
just the right size that I could hold in my paws, and, from the way I could tell 
that she was going just as braless as I was, I could see that her nipples were 
large, their tips extending more than a clawlength. 

When my eyes reached hers, I was sure that my impression had been confirmed, her 
small pink tongue peeking from her lips, her eyes the color of amethysts, 
showing an unnatural perception into my soul.  I stood, breathless and 
speechless as she gazed over me the same way that I looked over her, neither of 
us bothering to speak for what seemed like several minutes.  I only could guess 
what she was thinking, those eyes didn't reveal much to me, just that she was 
examining me as I was her.  

She shivered slightly and extended her paw behind her, inviting me in with a 
simple gaze further into the apartment.  i wondered how she could be so rich, 
and why she chose to live in such a place, it wasn't a dump by any means, though 
if she owned land, forest no less, she could definitely afford more.  I followed 
her in, as she closed the door behind me, pushing it with one of her claws 
lightly so I could hear the slight schnick of the latch engaging. 

Tavi murred softly as she took a step closer to me, so that I could catch the 
scent of the light perfume that she wore.  Tasteful in every way, I was very 
pleased that it wasn't a scent that I was allergic to, my own pheremonal scent 
rising in the air around the both of us.  I couldn't place why I was feeling the 
way I was, nearly helpless, though quite at ease all at the same time, but it 
was one of the things that I had grown used to during my many months at YIFF.  
Between the time I first saw them and the time they opened their muzzle, i was 
sometimes scared with what they would say to me, whether they would dominate me, 
threaten me, whatver, but, after they spoke, then I knew that things would be 
okay. 

I tried to figure out what the aroma was behind her, perhaps it was dinner 
cooking, or something like that.  She paused, and took my paw in hers, and I 
could feel the very soft fur surrounding it as she looked into my eyes, "Thank 
you for coming, I was worried that you wouldn't find the place," she said, 
murring still underneath her breath as she batted her eyes at me. "I know it's 
sometimes difficult to navigate your 'craft through the streets. " 

"I walked, actually, and you live only a few blocks away, an easy place to 
find," I replied, my tail fluttering out some of the cold that still rested 
within it. "You're Tavi?" I asked, wanting to make sure that this vixen was 
indeed the fur that I was supposed to meet. 

"Yes, and you're Cherub.  At least you look an awful lot like the pictures that 
I was shown when I chose you.  I like YIFF, where else can you get a pretty 
skunk delivered to your doorstep at any hour of the day?"  she asked, giggling 
quietly.  

"I don't know, skunks are us?" I said, her paw still gripping mine as she gently 
led me into the apartment, moving to sit upon the couch.  

"Dinner will be ready any time now, I hope that you like pasta, because I made a 
little bit of spaghetti.  The wine's chilling in the cooler," She said, those 
fingers touching over my fur, causing goosebumps to flitter over the entire 
length of my arm and up through my shoulders.  This was indeed starting out a 
lot different from my normal meetings with clients. 

"Mmm... I love pasta."  I said, thinking about the potatoes that I'd eaten, 
thinking that leftovers had always paled in comparison to a 'first run' meal.  
What struck me as strange, was that she didn't gaze over my body, didn't focus 
upon my quite hard little nipples, she didn't focus on anything except for my 
deepset eyes, her expression not changing as she laughed quietly to herself. 

"Your dossier didn't provide any information about your favorite foods, so I had 
to choose things that I liked, I hope you don't mind."  Tavi smiled, and I 
blushed, these meetings weren't about me, Tavi wasn't paying for a first time 
experience with me, she just apparently wanted to watch me do something sexual.  
And, she was treating me like a real fur, too!

"I don't mind at all, but you know that this is all about you, instead of me, 
Tavi, you're the one who hired me. "  I said, shaking my head slightly and 
realizing my slight faux pas just after I said it.  She frowned somewhat and 
shook her head, "It's not about the money, it's about the experience of having a 
sweet young girl next to me, it's about anything in the world except for the 
money, but most importantly, it's about getting to share a meal with someone who 
hasn't had the chance to have my cooking." 

"Well, I haven't had your cooking at all, hopefully it won't make my fur turn 
green or anything," I laughed quietly and nuzzled up to her shoulder as she held 
me lightly within her paws, my nose working around the wonderful scent of garlic 
bread that was apparently cooking in the oven.  I felt cozy around Tavi, she 
made me feel good, even with the way that her eyes just pierced through me. 

"Nah, maybe a slight shade of pink, or perhaps blue, but never green.  I didn't 
think it would look good upon you, a skunk with green stripes, " she said, 
looking over my tail and down over the paw that she was caressing, her grasp 
gentle as it held me to her.  Frankly, I would have sat that close to her 
anyway, and the fact that she didn't seem to mind was an extra bonus. 

"Fuschia, now that would be a great color!" Tavis mused, giggling girlishly as 
she placed a tender kiss upon my forehead, her paws slowly releasing their grasp 
as her black nose sniffed at the air.  My tummy, even though I had eaten, was 
rumbling at the ambrosia that she was cooking.  Nudging me out of her warm lap, 
she stood up and stretched, the bit of fat could be seen drawing taut to her 
body, her paws rising above her head.  

"I dunno, I always kind of liked the black and white look.  Beside,s it helps me 
to pick out decent looking outfits, " said as she laughed again, while pouring 
the noodles into a metal colendar to strain them properly. 

"Now, that's not very adventurous of you, now is it?" Tavi asked, licking over 
the surface of her taut lips, "For being a fur in your profession, you've never 
dyed your fur a different color, just to see?"  

I couldn't help but laugh as I shook my head,"Never."  My paws crossed in front 
of me as I watched her, the brightness in her lavender eyes shining through.  i 
couldn't tell how old she was.  At one moment, she appeared to be my age, at the 
next, she looked much older. 

"Ah... well, I haven't either," Tavi giggled like a kit once more, serving the 
spaghetti in a bowl, with the sauce ladled on thick.  She took both plates with 
her into the small dining area that was cordoned off in the living room.

I followed her back into the kitchen, where she picked up the silverware and the 
wine, motioning with her long, angular muzzle to pick up the wine glasses.  The 
wine looked like it had been aged to perfection, though I knew nothing about it, 
truly. 

"What did you do before you started with YIFF?' she asked, setting down into one 
of the chairs with me sitting to her left. 

"mostly, I was just a normal kit, then it sort of happened.  Nothing really 
interesting there."  I murred, following her lead to take a bite of the noodles, 
twisting the aldente pasta around upon my fork and putting it into my blunt 
muzzle.  

"You're not used to talking with anyone, I can tell."  Tavi remarked, taking a 
few nibbles at her own meal, her eyes never leaving mine.  Lonely, and looking 
for companionship, that was where I had decided the vixen was, though I was more 
than happy to oblige her, since she seemed rather nice. 

"no, not really, the guys just use me as eye candy, and well, the ladyfurs that 
I'm hired by don't really say much." I shrugged, taking another bite, chewing as 
I watched her. 

"Do you have many friends?" She asked, holding the fork just barely at her lips 
as her ears swiveled toward me in a svelte gesture.  Tavi didn't seem concerned 
about herself at all, which made her all the more alluring.  some furs felt that 
they had to justify everything by their accomplishments. 

"no, not really."  I frowned, picking up some of the bread, "Though, I do other 
things to make up for not going out on a Saturday night," and she laughed. 

"like yiffing total strangers?" 

"Well, yeah.  I'm just thankful that my customers have all been disinfected and 
checked.  I've heard of a girl getting pregnant from working! That shouldn't 
happen."  I grinned, half expecting her paw to be touching me as we talked, but 
it didn't.  we were having a normal conversation!

"Of all the things!" Tavi chirped, pauing to take a sip of her wine, rolling it 
around on her palette before swallowing, "Mmm... I chose well."  

I could only nod in agreement, since my knowledge of wines and how they worked 
with food was very limited.  It tasted like wine to me.  "What do you do for a 
living? You know what I do, already, but I haven't seen your name in the cloth, 
or anything like that."  I asked, genuinely curious, only because this vixen was 
indeed a mystery.

"I am a businessfur, own some of the forest, but what I really do is consult for 
Furrbound on their special projects, with just a little help in their 
recruiting.  it's a tough job, but somefur has to do it," she laughed softly to 
herself, turning her head up to gaze into my eyes once more.  

"Consulting? That sounds really fun."  I said, thinking that this fur was indeed 
special, from a professional standpoint.  Furrbound hired only the best, being 
one of the top magic outlay companies in the world.  They would recruit furs who 
had special abilities to perform certain tasks, all for incredible amounts of 
money.  Only about 20 percent of the world's population had any sort of 
abilities, and Furrbound took only a small bit of those for their purposes.  

"As I said, it's hard work," she looked me over and breathed deeply while she 
took another bite of her pasta, apparently pondering what would happen a little 
later on in the night, after dinner.  I couldn't tell exactly as she let her paw 
stray over to my shoulder, scritching there as we both finished up our meal in 
relative silence. 

She finally murred brightly, and asked softly, "have you ever masturbated in 
front of someone, Cherub?" while taking up the dirty dishes and placing them 
into the sink, rinsing them off along with the pot that she had prepared the 
noodles in.  I blushed hard at the question.  

"No, not at all.  I've come close a couple of times, but my customer had other 
things in mind."  I replied, swallowing as I gazed over her body.  She just 
licked her lips and murred to me, her tail curling back and forth behind her as 
she slid her fingertips down over my sides, and to my rear, turning to face me 
in the kitchen.  

My paws came to rest upon her back, the silk so wonderful feeling in my fingers, 
sliding up and down as she guided me backward, into the hallway, and then slowly 
into the bedroom.  She murred, and watched me while her paws came up to touch 
her shirt, rolling over her nipples as she slowly removed it, revealing her pure 
white chestruff.  She giggled quietly to herself and brushed off her shorts, 
along with her panties, showing me her very nude body.  Her scent hit me full 
force upon the nose, intoxicating me, making me want to kneel in front of her 
and lick her until she cried out with pleasure, but I held myself back. 

She sat upon the bed right next to me and murmured into my ear, "Give me a 
little show, Cherub.  Stand up and touch yourself, masturbate for me. "  Tavi 
wasn't shy about what she wanted at all! And, through the embarrassment that I 
felt, I was still more than happy to comply with her request, after all, I knew 
it was coming from the little pink card that I'd been given earlier that night.

I shook my head slightly as I watched her, her eyes upon me as I brushed my paw 
over my breast, cupping it with my dainty paw, rubbing over the slowly 
developing mounds through the t-shirt that I wore.  I gasped softly, having 
forbidden myself masturbation until the night, like I normally did, and Tavi was 
quite exquisitely beautiful.  I thought about having her closer to me, as I'd 
had Celeste so close to me, but I knew that that wasn't going to happen.  Her 
eyes rolled over my form, eating me up inside as she licked her lips, slowly 
allowing the pink touch to just graze over her soft lips. I pinched my nipples 
through my shirt, feeling them becoming hardened, more aroused as each minute 
went on, my other paw caressing over my thigh and across the jeans shorts that I 
wore.  I'd always loved how tight those shorts were upon my body, accentuating 
my little rounded skunk's rear, and my thighs.  Tavi apparently appreciated it 
as well, I could see her leaning forward while my paws explored my own body. 

I lowered my head to look at my shirt, the pink fabric taut upon my little 
nipples, the rest of it flowing around my tummy.  I knew the feeling of my body 
so very well, for I normally masturbated each morning, but rarely for someone 
else.  I held my paws out and kneaded that breast within my fingers, feeling the 
nipple harden just that little bit more, my head lowering to watch my fingers as 
they plied over my covered flesh.  My hips moved and undulated into the 
sensation of my other paw, caressing over those jeans shorts, slowly dipping 
between my legs to touch my covered mound, scritching it up and down as I looked 
to the vixen in front of me, my eyes showing some submission to her as I eased 
my paw between my warm, moist thighs, touching the denim very lightly, my finger 
maneuvering back and forth across it.  

She seemed to really enjoy watching me, her own paws mirroring mine upon her own 
body.  I was beginning to become truly aroused, the way that she watched me so 
hungrily made me want to lay down and be taken by her right there, but she 
didn't, and I knew that she wouldn't, she felt that there was more fun in 
watching than anything in the world, or so the light pink card had said.  I 
breathed deeply, feeling my breath stagger in my throat, my head rolling around 
in a distinct circle as I arched my back into the light sensation, imagining 
that this beautiful female in front of me was licking all over my fur, further 
feeding to the fire of my arousal.  My right paw tried to touch a little bit 
more, but it was stoped by the denim that I wore around my hips, the tightness 
becoming unbearable for only a moment as I stroked at my inner thigh. 

My left, that one was teasing at my nipples so much, then brushing down over my 
tummy, then up between where my cleavage would be when I got older.  I felt my 
breasts, and looked at her with an expression of lust, seeing her nude body in 
front of me, seeing all the details of her soft furry form, seeing the delight 
that rested in her eyes as I pleasured myself through the clothing that I wore.  
I began panting, tugging at the tail ends of the t-shirt, untucking it from the 
shorts that I wore to keep my fingers moving over my soft white fur.  I loved 
the way that my chestruff felt underneath my fingers, always felt that it was 
the softest part of my body, and perhaps it was.  I maneuvered my t-shirt 
upward, and slowly lifted it off of my body, leaving me topless in front of 
Tavi, my bright pink nipples like jewels through that ruff, my paw immediately 
going back to them to tease and tug, pinching occasionally there to make me 
gasp.  Even though I knew exactly where my paws were going, I was able to 
disassociate myself from that and enjoy the sensation, using my imagination to 
make it feel like someone else was caressing over my body. 

I envisioned Tavi's fingers maneuvering their way over my chest, lavishing their 
attention upon me, while my pawfingers spread out and grazed over my body. My 
breathing became that much more erratic as my fingertip worked at the seam of 
the jeans, pushing the denim closer to the panties that I wore.  I shook my 
head, not being able to hold out anymore even as Tavi encouraged me with her own 
yips and mewls of pleasure.  She seemed to *really* be getting into it, I could 
hear the slap of her fingers inside of her sex, pushing and penetrating deeply 
inside of herself, the moisture flowing out freely over her sopping wet thighs.  
My paw moved upward, rubbing over my tummy as it went to the button fo the 
jeans, undoing it and slowly lowering the zipper to show off my matching pink 
panties.  Tavi could only smile as I shrugged the material off of me, and down 
onto the floor, leaving it in a tender pile of denim.  I pushed my paw back to 
that spot, rubbing over the moist spot, getting a lot more of the sensation into 
it than I had before.  i could feel the way that my pussy was flowering out to 
my fingers, I could feel the way that my sex begged for attention, and I was 
determined to give Tavi the best show that she had.  i wanted myself as much as 
I wanted her, and there was no turning back, even if she had forbidden me the 
use of my paws, I would have found some way to alleviate the tension that was 
growing inside. 

Spreading my legs out for her, I showed her the wet spot that had formed on the 
crotch of my panties, allowing her to smell the scents that had formed in the 
air, my pheremones having been churning from my tailglands for the longest time.  
Naturally, I had been quite aroused even before I had gotten to my assignment, 
normally waking up with at least some horniness.  I showed her and she smiled, 
those half lidded eyes encouraging me while her paw dipped deeply inside of her 
sex.  I pushed at my pelvic bone, right at the underside of my tummy, touching 
right over the hood of my clitoris underneath those panties, gasping as I 
touched the sensitive spots that I had found to dear to me.  I massaged there 
and then lower, my paw still moving back and forth, teasing at my body and 
gasping, my breathing still quite erratic as shimmied my hips for her, pushing 
up in a mating motion to my fingers, my tongue hanging out of my muzzle as I 
pleasured myself. 

Tavi smiled at me, giving me the adoration with her eyes while my fingers 
worked, that paw was still upon my breasts, rolling between the two and pinching 
them, then down against my tummy.  I felt the warmth grow brighter within me, 
that sensation of need passing through me with every moment that I worked on 
those quite sensitive areas, and it just wasn't possible anymore to keep my 
panties on.  I used both paws to slide them off of my body, extending a leg to 
touch at Tavi's knee, teasing her somewhat as I spread my legs for her, showing 
her my furless little sex, showing her my arousal, though it was quickly covered 
with my paw even as she obscured her own.  I couldn't believe how wet I had 
gotten, just from those simple, self gratifying touches, maybe it was the fact 
that someone was watching me, though, either way, I knew that I wanted to finish 
myself off quite soon before I exploded with my arousal.  I pressed two of my 
fingers inside of my sex, working them in fast motions, mewling out my delight 
to Tavi, my body leaning back onto the bed as I thrust those fingers deeply 
inside of myself.  She was fascinated with the way that each digit got coated so 
quickly with my lubrication, my arousal having never been in question as I 
masturbated for her.  I panted, my lets spreading out even further as I fought 
the natural incination to bring them together, I knew that my client didn't wnat 
that, she wanted to see me masturbate.  And I did, quite furiously, each time my 
fingers went into my sopping pussy, I pushed my thumb right above the hood of my 
clitoris, teasing it and maneuvering it around until I could feel the fire 
starting to boil over within me. 

I squealed, head shaking back and forth repeatedly, my muzzle upturned to the 
ceiling, my neck so very exposed to Tavi as I lifted my legs up in the air, 
thrashing upon the bed at my climax, my panting loud as I climaxed for her, 
pushing into those fingers without hesitation, milking into it as the muscles 
clamped down upon my digits.  The warmth was overwhelming, and the feeling of my 
honey coating my thighs was exquisite, matting my thighs completely and totally.  
I mewled, my eyes still closed as I panted, riding the rolling waves of thunder 
that took me, the storm seeping out of my teenaged sex without any hesitation.  
I bucked, and then fell onto the bed, panting and still twitching and thrashing 
somewhat as my fingers stayed clamped within me. 

Tavi grinned at me, nuzzling and licking against my lips, kissing me lovingly 
and passionately from time to time, taking her time about it, for the night was 
still young.  "Now you have, Cherub..."  she said, laughing softly, remaining 
quite breathless from her own climax, her lavender eyes watching me and studying 
me for my reaction. 

A look of confusion came over my face as I blinked at her.  "I've what?"  I 
asked, my memory completely clouded from my climax, my skunk's body pressed 
right up against hers, the warmth of our fur together almost unbreably warm. 

"Masturbated in front of someone," she chirred, and lapped at my nose, teasing 
it sensually as she cuddled me.  That was the one thing that I liked about 
ladyfurs, they enjoyed everything about the cuddling afterward, sometimes even 
more than the act itself.  I settled into a chirring bliss as I closed my eyes, 
letting her hold me to her.  

Cherub felt, when she finished the story, the same way that she had before, 
quite drained.  She looked outside and listened to the rain as she reclined in 
her chair, the puddle having formed underneath her once again.  "Yeah, I really 
need to get a towel when I write now..." the skunk muttered to herself, getting 
up to pad back to her bed once more, finding herself quite tired from her 
excursion into her memory.   She looked over at the letter as she left the room, 
deciding that she would look Tavi up in the morning, or the day after.