14

Thanks for this Ali," Kelli said. "I really appreciate it."

"Don't mention it. The first few pages are mostly descriptions of runes and their meanings, and how they can be put together into constructs of power. That's probably where you should start. It's from my notes when I was going through my first training with the Circle and I still have to go back and reference it on occasion. Some of the magical theory stuff you might not get, but look at it and we can talk about it next time we get together."

"I'll do that for sure," Kelli replied, as we gathered our things to leave.

As we were walking out Ali pressed a small piece of paper into Kelli's hand and said, "Here's my number that you can put into your Circle phone. Either of you can give me a call if you need anything, or if you just want to hang."

"We certainly will call," Kelli responded. "And thanks again for all of the other help and info you and your mom have given us."

"No worries. Catch you both later."

And with that Ali straddled a deep crimson motorcycle and pulled on a black half helmet before she thumbed the ignition and rode off, leaving behind a jaunty wave and a low fading rumble. Kelli and I decided at that point that we wanted to go somewhere else and grab some actual lunch after the tea with Cassandra and Ali, so we walked hand in hand to one of our favorite noodle places while talking about nothing but frivolous things.

After lunch, Kelli and I went around town doing some last minute shopping before we headed home to get ready for our evening together. I was looking forward to the "getting ready" almost as much as I was looking forward to the dinner and dancing and other things that would follow. Pampering each other in the shower was probably our favorite pastime. Like always I enjoyed rubbing Kelli's legs and underarms down with her lemon scented shave gel, and her hardening nipples let me know it was something she really liked too. Then the gentle scrape, scrape, scrape as I removed the hair from her body ever so slowly. This time, however, when I trimmed her pussy, I also moved my head in closer and began to lick her red and swollen labia in time with my razor strokes. Soon I had her against the wall and shaking in orgasmic bliss, and I finished her off with a deep tip-toes kiss while fondling her creamy breasts.

I had her in the palm of my hand until she turned the tables on me by really washing and conditioning the base of my tail much more than was necessary. It was one of my most erogenous zones and it wasn't long until I was pushed up with my front against the wall, my hands on the tiles to keep my balance, Kelli's fingers moving in and out of my dripping pussy, and the first of what ended up being three jolting orgasms ripped through my center. It affected me so much that it took me several minutes to realize that Kelli was finishing with my hair and body, and was pulling me back under the water flow to rinse.

"You may know how to get me hot sweetie," Kelli whispered in my ear while she removed the soap from our bodies, "But I know all the ways to get you hotter."

And with that she gently licked from the center of my jaw to where it joined my neck, and then nipped my skin with her teeth causing me to shudder once more and nearly collapse into her arms.

"If you keep doing that to me, we won't make it to dinner baby," I whispered back. "Though that would not be such a terrible thing."

Kelli chuckled then and replied, "Yeah, but I'm hungry for more than noodles sweetie, and I know how much you love dancing with me."

I nodded to her then, because I really was looking forward to getting dolled up and dancing with Kelli, staking my claim on her as it were. So, I reluctantly shut off the water and we both dried each other off, which caused a few more short delays that were well worth it, and went to our rooms to get dressed. Because we wanted to surprise each other with our outfits, I was dressing in our room and Kelli had set up her things in the guest room.

I took the time to really rub myself down again with my honey scented lotion, and stretched out my legs and arms so that I would feel loose and free as I danced later. For makeup I added a smoky silver eyeshadow with a thin eyeliner to allow my purple hair to take center stage, and a deep maroon lip color to upstage my hair. Since my transformation I had not ever needed much makeup to make a statement and so I tried to keep it simple. I slipped on a tiny black lace thong that left nothing to the imagination and then made sure that the deep red color on my fingers and toes was touched up and as smooth as glass.

The dress that I had picked to wear for Kelli was a red, strapless, shimmering number with a slit up the two sides that came to just below where my thong would sit. It gave the illusion of no panties while still allowing for the bare minimal coverage that my underwear allowed. It had also been tailored with a near invisible flap in the back that allowed my tail to sway freely behind me, while still accentuating the curves of my ass. Once I had put on the black strappy 4 inch heels I had purchased I was finished and ready to kill, and I made my way out to the living room to wait for Kelli to finish.

I was seated on one of our barstools with my legs crossed and my hands placed in my lap just so, and I was ready for Kelli to come out of the guest room and be stunned into silence with my looks and charms. Instead, I was the one who could not speak when she came out, and I nearly fell off the stool. God she was beautiful.

She was in a high neckline little black dress that had a sheer cutout panel over her chest that displayed her cleavage to full effect, and clung to her curves like it was painted on. The sides of the dress from hem to arm were nothing but a herringbone pattern of straps that revealed the fact that the only thing she was wearing was the dress. Her lips were a soft red and her eyes were shaded in the same color, and the lining made the green color of her irises pop. She had finished the look with a pair of shiny black ankle boots with a three inch heel, and her hair fell in soft ringlets over her left shoulder. She was both demure and oozing a sex appeal at the same time, and I realized I had covered my mouth in a silent gasp.

"So I take it you like the outfit," Kelli crooned to me as she sauntered towards me with swaying hips.

"Oh god, Kelli! I don't know what to say," I replied, and caressed her face with my hand as she stepped into my embrace.

"Your eyes, hands, and your smile are saying more than you ever could, and I love you all the more for it."

I kissed her then, gently, so as not to ruin our carefully done lips and took her by the hand.

"Ok, you were right before, and I'm hungry too," I said while looking up into her sparkling green eyes. "Let's go and have dinner and then I want to dance with you until our feet fall off."

We both laughed at that and then grabbed our purses as we headed out for our car, ready to take the night by storm. Dinner at a new upscale sushi restaurant we'd seen was fantastic, and I'm sure that we had raised the blood sugar of everyone there to dangerous levels due to our habit of sitting on the same side of the table and feeding each other. It the past month and a half we had run into a couple of bible thumpers who damned us to hell for our terrible sin and our audacity to flaunt it in public, and we graciously thanked them for their kind concern for our souls, after which we promptly ignored them and anything else they had to say. More often, however, I would get odd looks as the first cat-girl someone had seen, but most people saw us for what we were, a young couple very much in love.

After dinner Kelli took us both to a local jazz club, and we danced and danced and danced. If I hadn't already told you, I love jazz music, and being able to share that with her thrilled me beyond belief. Kelli had picked up on the basic moves and was a really good dancer for a beginner, and we moved and swayed over the floor happy to be in each other's arms. The slow numbers were the best part of the evening, however, and I loved being able to move in close to Kelli and to lay my head on her chest as she ran her fingers through my hair while we shuffled our feet in time to the music.

"Hey, I have an idea," Kelli whispered in my ear during one of our slow dances. "Let's get out of here and go pack a quick bag and make the drive to your parent's place tonight. We can sneak in to the house and sleep in your old room and surprise them when everyone gets there for the breakfast. What do you think?"

I giggled a bit and replied, "That sounds like a great idea. Let's go."

We left the club and made it home to quickly pack along with changing our clothes, because driving in dresses like that is not really comfortable at all. Kelli asked if I could drive because she wanted to go over the book of magic that Ali had given her while we were on the road, and I had no problem with it so I was behind the wheel. I would glance over from time to time and every time Kelli was deep in thought. She would occasionally make a note or two in the margins, which reminded me a lot of Cassandra. On occasion she would make a sort of hmmm sound or a half comment about what she was seeing in the strange little book.

"You know," she said after a while, "If you look at magic, the type of magic that Cassandra and Ali practice, there is a definite pattern and order to it. It's almost like a mathematical construct, or algorithm. I can't really explain it, but it's like I can almost see the structure of some of the magic spells this book describes."

"Well if you say it's like math, I know you've always seen solutions to problems and equations without having to slog through all the muck work to get the correct answer. Maybe this is kind of the same. Is there anything in there that would explain more about me and you, and what we will be?"