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An Anthropomorphic Novel

This is a work of fiction and is not intended to portray any actual events, persons living or dead or undead; or any character in a virtual environment or from any other printed work. Legal Notice: This story is Copyright © 2003-present by Joe Martelle. This story may not be sold or used for commercial profit in any form or fashion. This story may not be modified in any way. This story may not be posted on a mirror site or any other Internet site without the written permission of the author. This story may not be distributed on print, magnetic, electrical or optical mediums.
Rick Coona, Gwen Smith Coona, Kacy “KC” Coona, Kirk Otterman, Mike Ferretti, Cassy Bhunny Ferretti, Max Badger, Kath Badger, Bill Badger, Ted Badger, Bruno, Lupé Carlotta, Panda Phil, Jo-Ann Procyon, Charles Procyon, Marcus Procyon, Jack Canus, Esmerelda Smyth, Richard Coona, Helen Coona, Max Coona, Sally Coona, et.al. © Joe Martelle

Any resemblance to any person or fur, living, dead, or fictional is coincidental", "writing": "[center]Chapter 42\nClosing Time[/center]\n\nBruno stood by the front door, to ensure no surprises, while Kel and Lupé were wiping down tables. Mike and I had just finished counting down the till. I ran the tape and satchel up to Max.\n\t\"So, Rick, A good night?\" Max asked with a smile on his muzzle.\n\t\"Are you kidding? The tape tallies $25,860. And that's after the count down. So, I'd have to say yeah, a good night.\" I grinned at the Badger, handing him the evening’s receipts.\n\t\"Excellent—definitely what I'd call a good night, then. So, what do you think of the new girl Lupé?\"\n\t\"I think she's working out quite well actually.\" I said. \"I suppose Mike has given you the 4-1-1?\" \"Eh, on Cassandra?\" I nodded with a grin. \"Yup, she's been sprung, and is home convalescing?\" Max asked warily.\n\"Hardly...couldn't you tell by the way he was walking when he got here?\" I just shook my head. \"Ah, to be young and in love.\" Max chuckled. “Any idea when the Doc will release her for work?\" \n\t\"Not yet, we'll probably hear something by Thursday—you do know she's under construction?\" I asked my boss.\n\t\"Yes, Mike mentioned that. Well, I guess they didn't waste any time, eh? By the way, will you all be there on Monday?\"\n\t\"Oh yeah, Kel's maid of honor, Gwen's matron of honor and I'm his best fur. And I hear you are walking Cassy down the aisle.\" I grinned at the old badger.\n\t\"Don't you know it! With no daughters of my own, this is something I thought I'd have to wait on until my boys got hitched—which isn't looking like it'll happen anytime soon.\" Max sighed.\n\t\"How's Kath taking the news?\" I asked, my paw on the door.\n\t\"Kath? She just blubbered the way femmes do with these things, insisted on providing the bride's bouquet and buttoners…females!\" he sighed.\n\t\"Okay Max, then I'll see you Monday then, round noon-ish?\" Max nodded as he waved me a good evening. Returning to the bar, I found Mike, Kel and Lupé sitting at one of the tables having a lively discussion. \n\t\"Okay, looks like we are done for the week!\" I gladly announced. \"So Kel, you about ready to mosey on down the road?\" She nodded somewhat tuckered.\n\t\"Oh yeah, it's been a hell of a night.\"\n\t\"Mike, see you tomorrow, or later on today—being Sunday morning and all..\"\n\t\"Oh you know it, my friend.\"\n\t\"Lupé, you going to be okay getting home?\" I asked the lovely tan mouse.\n\t\"Oh yhes,\" She nodded. \"Me amigo, Bruno ees taking me home, I Be safe.\" She beamed at the large ursine bouncer, who just gave her a thumbs-up.\n\t\"All part of ‘da service.\" he said, grinning at the table of furs. Lupé giggled, blushing at all the attention. Bidding the others a good night, Kel and I headed out for the car.\n\t\"Thanks for the help Rick, I don't know how I'd have made it through tonight without this...\" Kel fished in her bra for the stone disk as she buckled herself in.\n\t\"Kel,\" I grinned. \"Hey, don't worry about it, I'm just glad it helped. Tell you what, just keep it, okay?\" I said just watching Kel with her paw down her top. \"How’s the fishing in there?\" I asked nonchalantly. \n\t\"Huh?\" Kel asked, not comprehending. I wagged my eyebrows grinning at her. \n\t \"Rick!\" she blushed, \"Oh nevermind, what can I say—it's been a hell of a night,\" she said, removing her paw from her halter-top and drooping her muzzle, chuckling. \"Let's just go home.\"\n\t\"M-yes, Madam,\" I said in my best British chauffeur’s voice as I exited the parking lot heading for home.\n# #\n\t\"Hi Hon, we’re home!\" Kel and I called out together.\n\t\"Hel-lo, in the kit-chen.\" Gwen called back. \"Hey loves, how was work?\"\n\tKel crumpled into a chair. \"Exhausting,\" the vixen sighed.\n\t\"It was packed tonight, a thrash-metal B-O-T-B.\" I agreed, as Gwen moved to massage Kel’s shoulders, \"My god, Kel…\" The vixen nodded. \"All right you, out of those clothes and into the hot tub.\" she ordered.\n\t\"Yes Ma'am...” Kel sighed as I went to prep the facilities.\n\nTen minutes later, we were all relaxing in the soothing waters. \"Now I know why I got this thing in the first place.\" I sighed, letting go of the evening’s tensions.\n\t\"You mean it's not just to make wench soup?\" Kel giggled. I glanced over at the reclining Vixen, and winked.\n\t\"Well, that too.\" I grinned at the girls, who just nodded in agreement. As Gwen was working on Kel's poor overstressed muscles, she opened her eyes in shock, reaching under her right breast and retrieving the three inch wide hematite disk She ended up grinning sheepishly. \n\t\"There you are! I was wondering where that got to!\" Kel giggled.\nAs the stresses and tensions of the raucous evening oozed out of her under Gwen's masterful touch, they were replaced by warm relaxation. By the time Gwen was finished with her, the girl was trilling softly, eyes glazed. After a light meal we retired to the master bedroom, and slept the sleep of contented lovers. Kel slept surrounded by the companionship she craved so much, beyond love and friendship.\n\n[center]# # #[/center]\n\n\t\n\t", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Chapter 42
Closing Time


Bruno stood by the front door, to ensure no surprises, while Kel and Lupé were wiping down tables. Mike and I had just finished counting down the till. I ran the tape and satchel up to Max.
\t"So, Rick, A good night?" Max asked with a smile on his muzzle.
\t"Are you kidding? The tape tallies $25,860. And that's after the count down. So, I'd have to say yeah, a good night." I grinned at the Badger, handing him the evening’s receipts.
\t"Excellent—definitely what I'd call a good night, then. So, what do you think of the new girl Lupé?"
\t"I think she's working out quite well actually." I said. "I suppose Mike has given you the 4-1-1?" "Eh, on Cassandra?" I nodded with a grin. "Yup, she's been sprung, and is home convalescing?" Max asked warily.
"Hardly...couldn't you tell by the way he was walking when he got here?" I just shook my head. "Ah, to be young and in love." Max chuckled. “Any idea when the Doc will release her for work?"
\t"Not yet, we'll probably hear something by Thursday—you do know she's under construction?" I asked my boss.
\t"Yes, Mike mentioned that. Well, I guess they didn't waste any time, eh? By the way, will you all be there on Monday?"
\t"Oh yeah, Kel's maid of honor, Gwen's matron of honor and I'm his best fur. And I hear you are walking Cassy down the aisle." I grinned at the old badger.
\t"Don't you know it! With no daughters of my own, this is something I thought I'd have to wait on until my boys got hitched—which isn't looking like it'll happen anytime soon." Max sighed.
\t"How's Kath taking the news?" I asked, my paw on the door.
\t"Kath? She just blubbered the way femmes do with these things, insisted on providing the bride's bouquet and buttoners…females!" he sighed.
\t"Okay Max, then I'll see you Monday then, round noon-ish?" Max nodded as he waved me a good evening. Returning to the bar, I found Mike, Kel and Lupé sitting at one of the tables having a lively discussion.
\t"Okay, looks like we are done for the week!" I gladly announced. "So Kel, you about ready to mosey on down the road?" She nodded somewhat tuckered.
\t"Oh yeah, it's been a hell of a night."
\t"Mike, see you tomorrow, or later on today—being Sunday morning and all.."
\t"Oh you know it, my friend."
\t"Lupé, you going to be okay getting home?" I asked the lovely tan mouse.
\t"Oh yhes," She nodded. "Me amigo, Bruno ees taking me home, I Be safe." She beamed at the large ursine bouncer, who just gave her a thumbs-up.
\t"All part of ‘da service." he said, grinning at the table of furs. Lupé giggled, blushing at all the attention. Bidding the others a good night, Kel and I headed out for the car.
\t"Thanks for the help Rick, I don't know how I'd have made it through tonight without this..." Kel fished in her bra for the stone disk as she buckled herself in.
\t"Kel," I grinned. "Hey, don't worry about it, I'm just glad it helped. Tell you what, just keep it, okay?" I said just watching Kel with her paw down her top. "How’s the fishing in there?"  I asked nonchalantly.
\t"Huh?" Kel asked, not comprehending. I wagged my eyebrows grinning at her.
\t "Rick!" she blushed, "Oh nevermind, what can I say—it's been a hell of a night," she said, removing her paw from her halter-top and drooping her muzzle, chuckling. "Let's just go home."
\t"M-yes, Madam," I said in my best British chauffeur’s voice as I exited the parking lot heading for home.
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\t"Hi Hon, we’re home!" Kel and I called out together.
\t"Hel-lo, in the kit-chen." Gwen called back. "Hey loves, how was work?"
\tKel crumpled into a chair. "Exhausting," the vixen sighed.
\t"It was packed tonight, a thrash-metal B-O-T-B." I agreed, as Gwen moved to massage Kel’s shoulders, "My god, Kel…" The vixen nodded. "All right you, out of those clothes and into the hot tub." she ordered.
\t"Yes Ma'am...” Kel sighed as I went to prep the facilities.

Ten minutes later, we were all relaxing in the soothing waters. "Now I know why I got this thing in the first place." I sighed, letting go of the evening’s tensions.
\t"You mean it's not just to make wench soup?" Kel giggled. I glanced over at the reclining Vixen, and winked.
\t"Well, that too." I grinned at the girls, who just nodded in agreement. As Gwen was working on Kel's poor overstressed muscles, she opened her eyes in shock, reaching under her right breast and retrieving the three inch wide hematite disk She ended up grinning sheepishly.
\t"There you are! I was wondering where that got to!" Kel giggled.
As the stresses and tensions of the raucous evening oozed out of her under Gwen's masterful touch, they were replaced by warm relaxation. By the time Gwen was finished with her, the girl was trilling softly, eyes glazed. After a light meal we retired to the master bedroom, and slept the sleep of contented lovers. Kel slept surrounded by the companionship she craved so much, beyond love and friendship.

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