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I agreed, and we went back in the house and talked a bit more about how it was important that both of us learned how to fight, and not just me. Kelli's dad reminded me that I also had other weapons and liabilities in a fight that others didn't have. My tail could in many cases be used against me if someone grabbed it, but I could also use it to fight with if I practiced, and I promised that I would work with Sensei Atkinson as soon as we could get back and get ahold of him. Once that had been decided, however, no more was said on the subject and the rest of the time while Kelli was gone was spent doing other fun things and just talking and being with each other. It was what all families should be.

After a couple of hours, and a quick shower, Kelli had returned and dropped off a couple of things before grabbing me and hauling me off to the museum. We had gone there a lot as kids to see the free exhibits, and to participate in some of the community art classes that looked fun at the time, and it was still one of our favorite places to go. We enjoyed a light lunch at the snack bar there, and just basked in the happiness between the two of us as we wandered the rooms while holding hands. We took time to sit together on some of the benches that were there for the patrons, with our heads resting against each other while we entwined our arms, never wanting to let go. It is the memory of these kinds of moments that remind me of how much I still love Kelli even today.

Afterwards, we went to the local shop for some ice cream and we giggled like school girls while gossiping over a shared hot fudge sundae. It was also one of our favorite places and I realized that Kelli had planned out the rest of the day to pack in as many of the best memories we had shared growing up. I took her face in my hands and kissed her lovingly, and let her know that I absolutely adored what she was doing for me and for us. The dazzling smile and the look of love and tenderness in her eyes as I expressed what I was feeling was worth more than all the gold in the world to me.

"We need to get going now, because we don't want to be late," Kelli said then.

I looked at her quizzically and replied, "Late for what?"

"You'll see," she giggled as she booped me on the nose, and grabbed my hand to drag me back to the car. "Come on! Let's go!"

And with that the trip down memory lane ended and we headed home to get packed up for our night at our cabin. There was a sudden dampness that flooded my panties as my mind started playing through random images of what we would be doing together in just a couple of hours. My breathing became a little ragged, and I gripped Kelli's hand a bit tighter on the drive home, while bringing up recent memories of the feel of her smooth skin and the taste of her nipples as I gently suckled at each one. God, I could hardly wait, and when we finally pulled into my parent's place we both dashed into the house and down to my room.

"Ok, sweetie," Kelli said as she grabbed what looked like a pre-packed bag from the one that she brought for the trip. "I need to head to the cabin to set a couple of things up, so get your things together and don't forget what ever outfit you planned to wear special for me tonight, because I haven't forgotten mine. If you could, though, please wait about an hour before you come out so that I can set up."

I huffed a bit at that and replied, "Fine. But only because it's you." And with that I tiptoed up and kissed her longingly, a preview of what was to come.

And with a jaunty wave, Kelli bounced out of my room leaving me with a final saucy wink, and a dilemma. What the hell was I going to do for an hour? I decided at that point that I was going to get into my lingerie that I had picked up for the night and make sure it all was situated perfectly.

I took a few minutes and applied a minimal amount of makeup, enough to highlight my features, and then turned to my nails. I used a shimmering pink polish and followed that up with a gloss finish that made them all shine like little pink diamonds. I then got out my sexy outfit and placed it on the bed before I began to undress for the first time that evening.

I have found that, since my transformation, the act of getting undressed in preparation for a sexual evening, and also getting dressed for sex, has become a near orgasmic experience for me. In fact, two weeks after New Year's, Kelli made me come twice just by removing my clothes so that she could ravish me, and then putting them back on me because some friends were coming over shortly after. It was mind blowingly fabulous, and I think everyone should try it sometime if you can get that far into the mood.

After removing my clothes I took a few minutes to work a small amount of my honey scented lotion into my skin, taking time to caress every curve and every line of my body. I had a couple of mini orgasms as I massaged my breasts and then my inner thighs, and I suddenly hoped that my parents couldn't hear the low meowing moan that came out of my mouth. I needed to be way more careful.

After I finished with the lotion I put on a thin silver anklet that I had affixed with two charms. One was Kelli's birth stone, and the other was a small silver infinity sign that to me both symbolized her love of math and that she would be mine forever. Sappy, I know, but I've always liked sappy. I had actually purchased two anklets earlier that week, and the other was my Valentine's gift to her. The charms I had put on Kelli's were a pink heart, similar to my nipple piercings, and a butterfly like my tattoo, so she would always have a reminder of me with her wherever she was. I really hoped that she would like it.

Now it was time to put on my lingerie before heading out to the cabin, to make sure that everything would be perfect. The panty was a sheer lacy thing with a bikini cut shape, but was tied with bows on the sides with strips of ribbon hanging down the legs. They were white and the ribbons were pink with black trim which made them a bit eye catching, and I shivered as I tied each side, making sure the bows were perfect. After that I put on the equally lacy white shelf bra which also had pink and black bows for trim. I looked in the mirror and felt a warm heat start in the pit of my stomach. My tanned skin contrasted well with the white lace, and my breasts with their light brown nipples practically screamed for attention as they sat pillowed on the bra that was built to expose to greatest effect rather than conceal.

My heart shaped nipple piercings, silver with pink gems, were front and center, and it gave the outfit just that extra hint of naughtiness that it probably had no real need for. I added two mid-thigh white garters with the same black and pink bows, but which were also trimmed with similar pink and silver heart jewelry as well, and the silky smooth feel as they slid over my bare legs started to make me moist. I put on a sheer open camisole that was so see through that you could practically read through it, and tied the neck with yet another black and pink bow. Having finished my preparations, I wondered how I was going to sneak out of the house like this, knowing that my parent's might have a heart attack if they saw me wearing such a blatantly sexual outfit.

As if on cue my mom knocked on my door and walked in to my room with only a brief warning. To be fair I hadn't closed the door completely after Kelli left, and in most circumstances it would not have mattered. Now, however, my poor sweet mother got an eyeful of her Neko daughter, of the Aspect of Love, dressed to seduce. The look of shock on both our faces could not have been plainer, and I could do nothing but stare at her as she gasped and covered her mouth with both hands.

"Oh my god, mom! You need to WAIT after you knock," I almost shouted as we both spun around in a vain attempt to salvage some shred of dignity.

"I know, I know sweetheart, but this has never been an issue before and I saw the open door and..."

I sighed then and replied, "Yeah, I really should have closed it. I was too busy thinking about, umm, never mind."

My mom chuckled a bit then, and I thought for a moment that she was going to leave so that I could at least cover up, but I felt her lay her hand gently on my shoulder.

"Myka, sweetie, I know it seems really weird, but could you just turn around and let me look at you," my mom asked with and earnest gentleness in her voice.

I was already caught, and I figured that it couldn't get any more strange or embarrassing than it already was, so I closed my eyes and sighed as I turned around and faced my mom. After a few moments I opened my eyes and looked up at my mom, who was now slightly taller than I was due to the magic, and I was stunned to see nothing but wonder and love in her eyes. She reached out hesitantly and then started to straighten a stray strap here, or tighten that bow there, and she tugged my camisole into place and smoothed it over my shoulders a bit better than I had done. Then I looked her in the eye and noticed that she was crying, with tears starting to flow like little rivers down her face.