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control, Gina had spent many years learning how to use her tail almost as if it were a third hand. “Leave it out? That's all you've got to say when you find me sprawled on your living room floor with a tail?"
    He smiled and rocked back on his heels. “Yup."
    She rolled to her feet and whirled on Patrick. “I assume your boyfriend is taking this so well because you told him about us.” He nodded. “Patrick, how could you? We're supposed to be a secret from ‘mans. Sekhmet gets pissy and starts killing people for letting humans in on our little secret and now you've gone and told him when there was no reason to. Specifically, you told him about me.” She narrowed her eyes and poked him in the chest with her left hand when all he did was smile in response.
    "I couldn't not tell him, Gina. Not when we started talking about kids and he wanted me to be the donor for a surrogate. What would have happened if the kid sprouted a tail someday? Gee, honey, I forgot to tell you I've got a bit of kitten in my family tree?” Patrick snorted. “Not likely."
    She rubbed her forehead with her right hand and squeezed the bridge of her nose. “I can't believe this. So, Danny-boy, you've known about me for how long? Hell, you probably know about everyone in the office, too, huh?” A hand encircled the end of her tail and she tugged it free, whacking the offending fingers. “Quit it and answer the question, Danny-boy."
    He chuckled. “Six months, at least. I was a little skeptical at first, but uh… Patrick demonstrated for me at the office one day."
    That got her attention. “Demonstrated? Patrick's were is so diluted that it's nearly non-existent. How the hell did he demonstrate?” Confused, her attention bounced between Patrick and Daniel.
    Patrick had the grace to blush. Good, let him be embarrassed. “Remember the, uh, office incident a while ago?"
    She whipped her tail from Daniel's chest and whacked Patrick on the side of the head. “You did that on purpose? You ass. I walked in on the two of you making out like teenagers. You mean to tell me that you got me hot and bothered enough to sprout a tail and you did it as a science experiment to show your little boy toy what happens to a cat when her itch doesn't get scratched.” Her tail and left hand worked in tandem to slap Patrick, once on the side of the head and once on the shoulder. “You. Ass."
    She spun away from the two men, hurt and embarrassed that her nature had been used against her not once, but twice. They'd probably set up the little blowjob display so that Daniel could get a better look at her more furry attributes. She needed to go, get out, leave. Shoes or no shoes, her jiggly ass was getting away from the two fur freaks as soon as she could.
    Gina strode past the den, “Bye Andy.” The dog whimpered. Good. She hoped the damn thing pissed the rug too. They deserved to have to clean up after a fur ball.
    Hand on the front doorknob, she flipped the deadbolt and opened the door, only to have it slammed shut again by… He was tall, wide, smelled of smooth woodsy spices… Daniel. The reason for her embarrassment. Without pausing to think, she whipped her tail behind her and straight up, between Daniel's legs. It may be fluffy, but there was substance to it and she'd worked hard at developing those muscles. Hellooooo family jewels.
    Daniel dropped like a stone with a curse on his lips.
    She whirled on him, staring down at the writhing man and a hint of remorse crept into her mind. He really did look to be in a lot of pain. A. Lot. She wrapped her tail around her waist, stroking the soft fur as she waited for Daniel to recover. Patrick dashed into the room and crouched by his lover's side.
    "You okay?"
    Daniel nodded. Well, that was good, right?
    Patrick's focus shifted to her and she rethought her decision of waiting to see if Danny-boy was okay. She really should've gotten gone while the getting was good. He growled at her, eyes burning bright with anger and