"What are you doing?" P'nyssa hissed."What are you doing?" P'nyssa hissed. "Watch," M'Ress whispered back, peeling out of her silk pants and dropping them on the floor. I, still unconscious, was lying on my back, mouth wide open, with just a small trail of drool leading down my cheek, at least that's what M'Ress told me afterwards. She carefully knelt down onto the bed, trying not to disturb me too much, which wasn't hard as the bed had a pretty firm gelatin mattress. She eased her way up the bed and straddled my face. P'nyssa walked around the bed and whispered, "What are you going to do?" "Nothing," M'Ress replied. "Ken once told me that his sense of smell is so strong that this should wake him up without my even having to touch him." She spread her legs a little further, so that the tawny fur of her pubic region was a mere centimeter from my face. I don't remember the dream I was having, but I do remember its being invaded by this scent, this wonderful smell filling my nostrils and invading the very cells of my brain, this scent that wasn't human and carried none of the human pheremones, yet was very strongly and distinctly sexy, female, and familiar. I rose to consciousness quickly, that smell driving me wild. I yawned as I came to, and as I did so I stretched and felt something furry against my cheek. I opened my eyes to see M'Ress staring right down at me, her gorgeous golden fur shining in the morning sunlight. |