Red: Balto Purple: Mikey
Green: Christa Orange: Mr. Kofi
Yellow: Robert Russel, Mikey’s Father
Chapter 2: Unexpected surprises
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Hey there boys, missed me?
It has been some time since I wrote into this journal. Just to clear that up, all this happened about 2 weeks ago, we have the 16th of October now, and it is freaking cold here. Sadly, the heater in my room doesn’t work properly, and the mechanics seem all to be on vacations currently. I haven’t seen Fluffy since the camping trip we will tell you about later. We were both very busy with school and other stuff, which is why we only made video calls or wrote messages to each other. I have to say that I am so pent-up currently, that I am close to shove this tentacle dildo Anna forgot here deep into my pussy. But I have to concentrate now, doggy counts on me to get this part of the entry done.
As Balto mentioned it before, I will write about my Friday, the 1st of October. It was a stressful day for me. Not so much because of college, but because of this talk with the director.
My day began at 5 o'clock in the morning. Unusual time for me to stand up, but you know, the early bird catches the worm. Jokes aside, I would love to talk some sense into this early bird. I hate it to leave my warm and comfy bed, especially if it is cold outside. But I had to get up. I pushed the blanket aside, then I first put my left paw on the floor, followed by the right one. Slowly I stood up, yawned and stretched, before I made my way to the bathroom. The tiles outside my room were so cold, it almost was hurtful to walk over them with my bare paws. On my way, I looked at the door of the now empty guestroom, where Anna slept for almost 4 months. Strange feeling not having her around anymore. We often spent the evenings together, talked and joked, made each other’s claws like little girls. She was like a sister for me during her time here.
What I enjoyed mostly was when Anna, Balto and I went out for dinner, or when we watched a movie together. It was such a fun time. Before you ask, no. I didn’t have sex with Anna. We shared the shower for a few times, but that was it. No pussy rubbing, no gentle bites, no hands exploring every inch of the other girl’s body, no squeezing tits together, no licking till a lustfully screaming female reaches her climax...mrrff. No, bad Kitty. I am sorry, my mind was drifting away.
Where were we? Oh, yes. Friday morning.
After I finished my morning routines in the bathroom, I took a bathrobe from the hook on the bathroom door and went downstairs to get some coffee. The house was silent, since mom and dad were still sleeping. They usually don’t get up before 8 or 9 o’clock.
Before I drank my coffee, I went outside to get the newspaper. As I mentioned it, it was a cold morning. The low temperature made my nipples hard. The feeling of the soft fabric teasing my stiff nipples almost made me moan, it reminded me of the gentle hands of my doggy wandering all over my naked body... Damn, I am sorry. I really need sex...
Any Volunteers? *giggles* Just kidding. This Kitty belongs to the fluffy canine next door.
After I finished my coffee about 20 minutes later, I went back upstairs to get my stuff together and to get dressed. Wouldn’t want to speak with the director naked. Well, maybe he would like it, having a student presenting herself on his desk, posing for him, and... damn it, girl. What is wrong with me today?
It was about 6:30 am, as I left our house, dressed in black jeans, T-Shirt and a hoodie. It was the least sexy outfit I could find in my entire wardrobe. Besides that, it is warm. This appointment with the director made me so nervous, that I almost had an accident with a milk truck on my way to school.
Imagine, all this milk spilled over my body... That’s it, I swear that the little doggy will not be able to walk straight anymore when I am done with him later.
The way to Stark College takes me about 40 minutes. Since my appointment was set for 7:30 am, I had to hurry a bit now. After I parked my car, the “Nikkimobile”, like Balto usually calls it, I ran to the administrative building.
I reached the building in time, and could even look around a bit inside this impressive part of our college.
Because of the high walls and tall doors, you feel really small if you walk through this building’s hallways.
While I made my way to the director’s office, I could read a few quotes of famous peoples written on the wall. Inspiring quotes like:
“The best way to predict your future is to create it” by Abraham Lincoln.
Or
“Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world” — by Nelson Mandela.
Shortly before the office, there was another sentence written on the wall:
“You have to believe in things that aren’t true. How else can they become?” - The Author of that was Terry Pratchet.
This last sentence is by far the best in my eyes. Now I know which Christmas movie we will watch this year.
I reached the desk of the director’s secretary. Over a microphone, he told his boss that I was here. Next he pointed at a big oak door, behind which the director has his office. My legs were shaking, as I stepped closer and knocked on the heavy door.
A harsh, “Just go in, he is waiting for you.” came from the secretary.
Slowly I opened the door, stepped in and closed it behind me, before I looked at the big desk on the opposite side of the room. I may have been in here before, nearly a year ago. But this time, it was different for me. I was so nervous at that moment. My tail was all bushy, and somehow, I wanted to go on all fours and beg for pardon.
The director looked into my direction. He must be amused by the scene in front of him, since he chuckled a bit.
“Mrs. Kofi, right? You are a little late, I was expecting you 5 Minutes ago. But it doesn’t matter, this won’t take long.”
I made a few steps closer to his desk, and he offered me to take a seat. I sat down and tried to form a sentence:
“Please tell me, am I in trouble? Did I do something wrong? Please, don’t expel me, I love this college.”
He just looked at me. Without any words, he took my file out of his desk, opened and pretended to read it.
“Your file here says that you are an excellent student. Nearly perfect grades, always friendly, always willing to learn. You were never late, never missing a lecture. The only thing that could be discussed is this relationship of yours. But that isn’t a problem the council is interested in, as long as it doesn’t affect this institution.”
He paused, while he looked at me again. I only could smile at him, since I didn’t know what I should say or do. After a minute of silence, he looked back down on my file.
“Our theater group had a big success with the play of “Dance of the Vampires”. We received a big number of donations, which made the council very happy. Can you maybe imagine now why I called you here today?”
I could only shake my head.
“No, I am sorry. But all this sounds good, so I won’t get expelled?”
He chuckled again.
“No, why should we expel one of our best students?”
I had to think about this. Moments ago, I was close to piss myself because I was so afraid of losing my place in this college. And now the director tells me how satisfied he and the council are with me. I really had a hard time to stay calm.
He asked me, after I was silent for quite a while:
“Is everything ok, Mrs. Kofi?”
My tail twitched nervously, as I looked at him.
“You have said that you are satisfied with me. That everything is ok. Then why did you call me here today? I thought all the time that you want to throw me out for some reason. Please tell my, why have you called me here?”
Now he opened a drawer and took out a letter. My smile went bigger and bigger, as he finally told me why I was in his office:
“This here came in on Wednesday. It is from the office of the Minskoff Theater in New York. They are currently looking for new talents, and one of their scouts visited your play in May. This man was so pleased by your performance, that they invited you to perform a song out of the musical “Cats” on their stage.”
I couldn’t hold it back anymore. I jumped of the chair and screamed:
“Wohooo!”
The director raised his voice:
“Mrs. Kofi, I have to remind you about one thing: If you decide to go to New York, you will be a representee of this school. This isn’t a holiday trip, and you shouldn’t see it as one. We expect you to take this seriously. This is a great opportunity. Not only for you, for the whole school. It doesn’t happen often that an Anthro is invited to perform on Broadway. You have a big chance here. The council and I hope that you will do what you can to present the school in the best way possible. If you go, the school will pay for a hotel room, traveling costs, and also for your food. But again, this is not a vacation. Do you understand that, Mrs. Kofi?”
I nodded, while I thought of the big city. The lights, the music, the famous landmarks. And Broadway, so many musicals, so much culture at one place. And I will be there!
“I understand, yes. May I ask if I can take someone with me?”
The director lowered himself into his chair.
“Your hotel room is booked for two people, as we thought you maybe want to take one of your parents with you. But I think you ask because of your partner. Don’t get me wrong here, Mrs. Kofi. We can’t forbid you to take him with you. But we wouldn’t recommend you to do it. The human society could react different from ours here, if they discover your relationship. So be careful, Mrs. Kofi.”
I sighed. I definitely want to take Balto with me to New York. But the council is right, we will have to be very careful there. I still had a few more questions about the trip:
“May I ask when the audition is going to take place? And in which hotel will I stay?”
The director looked at some notes, before he answered my question:
“The date is the 27th of November. And you will stay at the Washington Jefferson Hotel for the whole week from the 22nd to the 28th. That gives you plenty of time to prepare for the role and maybe a little sightseeing. It is during the November Holidays, so better pack warm clothes. New York can be a cold place in Winter. We will send you the details to your email address. I congratulate you, Mrs. Kofi. But I also want to warn you again. You will represent Stark College there. Don’t do anything what could harm our reputation.”
I was happy as a little cub in a candy store with a hundred dollar bill.
“I won’t disappoint you, I promise. Thank you so much, thank you. You won't regret this.”
He smiled at me, as he closed my still open file on his desk.
“I know you won’t disappoint us, Mrs. Kofi. We all have high hopes for you. Show these New Yorkers, what an Anthro can do. And say hello to your father from me. I will call you in again in December, after you have returned. Good luck, and have a nice day.”
We shook hands, before I slowly walked out of the office. Back through the hallways with the high walls and the big doors. While I walked through the building, I wrote a message to my father.
“Hey dad, you won’t believe it. I will go to New York! School pays me a whole week in the Washington Jefferson Hotel from the 22nd to the 28th of November. And the best, I can take someone with me, since it is a double room. I am so happy right now. Oh, and the director asked me to say hi to you from him.”
His answer didn’t take long.
“That was the reason he wanted to see you? These are wonderful news, Nicole. Washington Jefferson Hotel, you said? I will book another room there for your mother, Christa and me. Will be a nice family vacation for all of us.”
My hands were shaking. Partly because it was a cold day, partly because I was so excited.
“Sure dad. Oh, please don’t tell Balto about it. I want to surprise him with it. Oh, and please don’t forget the extra warm sleeping bags for our camping trip.”
“Sure thing, Nicole. And don’t worry, I already packed them into the car. I will also take our inflatable mattresses with us. Now have a nice day, we will talk if you come home later.”
“See you later, dad. And thank you very much. Love you!”
The rest of this day wasn’t anything special, besides the meeting of my theater group. They all congratulated me, But I felt that especially the girls were a bit jealous. Raphael walked with me to my car after school. We talked about New York, our next project, and of course about Anna. As Balto mentioned it on the beginning of this journal, she is now living with Raphael and Angelike in a shared apartment. He told me that Anna fits in wonderful, and a delicate detail, that she and Angelike seem to like each other very much. He even caught them sharing a bed. Must be hard for the poor guy, having two hot girls next to him having fun, and he has only his own hands to play with.
I hugged him tight and kissed his cheek gently, before I stepped into my car and started the engine. It took me over an hour to come home that day, because of a traffic jam. The seat heater warmed my little butt on the way, I felt so comfortable. This day couldn’t get any better. Or could it?
On my way, I passed a Kiosk and decided to look for a certain magazine. Last weekend, I made a photoshoot for a motorcycle magazine, which should have been released yesterday.
I parked the car and walked into the kiosk. A big guy was standing in front of me, and as he turned around, I could see him holding an issue of this magazine, with my photo on the cover.
This man was big, I mean, really big. I have about 5'7, this guy was about 6’10. And built like the Terminator himself. Maybe he has recognized me, since he smiled at me, as he walked outside. I hope that he will enjoy the photos of me in there.
They show me posing on this cool bike, dressed in a tight white outfit, it was really awesome. And the photos are so sexy. The photographer was a really charming woman, and we made some… different photos by the end of the shooting, but these were not released, of course. I only have them on my PC, and they will be a little gift for my Fluffy. At that moment, I imagined this big guy seeing these photos of me, as I slowly stripped out of my tight outfit, till I was fully naked and ready to take a different kind of ride, if you know what I mean.
I thought of him masturbating, stroking his big cock, till he paints my pictures with his thick, warm cum.
Damn it, Nicole. I am so sorry. Not having sex for two weeks is really no fun.
The voice of the Kiosk’s owner interrupted my thoughts, I excused myself and luckily was able to get an issue of the “Bikes and Bikers” Magazine. It is a magazine about motorcycles and their drivers. My shooting should present this new bike and a new outfit for the next season. No porn, I am sorry. I don’t do that type of magazines. Well, besides Balto’s and mine shooting with the Loli Cub Magazine, in case that you remember that. But that was something different, we agreed to this shooting because we thought it could help teens in similar situations, if we tell them a bit about our lives. And besides that, we both had a lot of fun.
Speaking of fun. On my way I passed an abandoned little warehouse, and my thoughts became dirty ones more. I drove my car behind it, parked, stepped out and took off my hoodie and T-shirt, to make a photo for Balto. I placed my mobile on a wall, leaned back on the hood of my car, so he had a good few on me, and made a few shots. First I made one with my sports bra still on, then I took it off, to show my little breasts. Then I took of the bra, and the last couple of shots, well, I was fully nude. Gladly, there was no one around at that time…
Because of the low temperatures, my nipples were rock-hard. I sent him the best photos with a little question:
“Missed me?”
Sometimes I love to tease my Fluffy. I think I maybe add one of those photos to my model portfolio.
But now it was time to get home and get ready for the trip. And with that, I end my chapter. If you excuse me, I now will go next door and hunt down a certain little wolf.
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