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M\F, Cat-Rabbit Hybrid, Skunk, Riding, story prograshon

Just My Life Part 3 (Sasha's dry cleaning)

O were to start now. The trial didn't last long and why should it have. They had every possible bit of evidence you could hope for in a case like that. They put me on the stand for part of it O to see Kiely's eyes like that one more time that shocked look on her face when her pretty little pet smashed apart her defense and made the howl jury do that gasp thing, I left out nothing! It was a great moment in time. Still the howl thing left a fowl smell in the air. The group I talked about before that had so embarrassed recoding were off the wall upset over it, being the first major case involving recodes it was bound to get some huge media propaganda going.

Finding a job when it was all said and done was near imposable so I lived on the streets for a few months. Funny story found this unlooked car once right, best night of sleep ever. Morning comes and this guy gets in his car, drives all the way to work with me in the back still asleep, great car amazing ride (lol), any how gets to work opens the back door to grab his briefcase. I wake up jump nail my head on the roof and say,

"well guess I missed the wake up call"

Quickly handed him his briefcase which made a nice pillow, and bailed out the other door true story I swear. Winter was only a few weeks off by that time. Now I was not all that worried about staying warm that much, since most of the fall id been having trouble trying to stay cool.
It was a little after night fall and I was sleeking down this alleyway behind a super market when I spot this cozy looking (understand that when I say cozy I men the wind and possible rain could not get to me) stoop. So I plopped my self down on some cardboard that I pulled from this dumpster and fell asleep with out much problem (might be the cat in me but sleeping, no problem). Now the problem with sleeping on somebody's stoop is well, somebody might not really like that your there.
I woke up a little after morning manly because the sun was making it a little uncomfortable on that stoop. Being that I had not really paid much attention to it last night I tried to figure out what I had just spent the night in front off. It seemed to be a small store of some kind but the sine had fallen down years ago and no one had bothered to put it back up.

A name was written on the old wooden door I had been leaning agents that read

"Dry-cleaning, alterations, and clothing services recodes welcome open monday-thersday 10am to 10pm".

As soon as I had finished reading the door it swung open, smacking me right in the face, which then caused me to topple backwards onto my ass. A skunk recode stood holding the door with the most surprised look on her face id ever seen. She was a little over my height, with a full body that told me she was most defiantly an adult, she was wearing denim overalls and a v-neck tee shirt.

"O my dear I'm so sorry, are you all right"

Stunned and a little dizzy from the nock on my head I replied,

"Um ya I think I'm fine no need to be sorry I shouldn't have used your stoop as a place to sleep ill just be on my way."

I got to my feet brushing my self off and turned around to leave when she grabbed hold of my tail (and I might add that hurts like, HELL!) and said,

"Wait".

Now as I said that's not the best way to get me to stop (ok well yes it is but it really hurts) so I immediately made a sound of surprised (pain)

"yip" and jumped which only pulled on my tail more causing much more discomfort(omg more pain).

"Hehe, I'm sorry but that was the cutes sound I've ever heard. Were have I seen you before..."

I immediately turned around, trying to stop the inhabitable moment when she figured out I was one of the recodes from the drug ring trial.

"I'm shore that we've never met miss"

(Yank) "Don't call me miss my mothers miss I'm Sasha."

I pulled my tail free of her paw that seemed to like yanking it, "sorry um Sasha, I meant no disrespect ill just be on my way then."

I got two steps before she called out
.
"What happened your family not approve and toss you out?!"

I could not believe it what, did she not have a television in there how could she have missed the biggest case in the last decade (ok not in the way of importance but the media played it up more then any thing id ever seen it was on nearly every channel)(plus how many cabbits do you realy think there are not like i could blend in here you know,hmm long ears long tail must be Karsten you know from that drug ring). I couldn't help my self the chance to talk to some one (anyone) did not come very often out hear and possibly I could play this just right to get some free food. I slowed down and turned around slowly looked in to her eyes with the most heartbreaking face I could. Then in the most depressing voice I could mange I said,

"Na, I was kidnapped back in high school, by this, drug ring and well there leader had a thing for fur, haven't seen my family in years." (Come on come on say it)

She looked strait at me I think trying to decide if I was just some crazy freak or telling the truth before she responded,

"you poor, poor thing"

(Yes, jack pot, pity meal Bo Yaaaa) "It's not that bad I'm still alive right"

She still had that this is the saddest thing iv ever heard look on her face. Now I'm not saying I make a habit out of playing people like this but come on, this was back when finding a half eaten sandwich in the trash was a good meal for me.

"Were you headed to now?"

"Don't know, never do, I just keep movin you know."

"Don't suppose you have money to get something to eat do you?"

(Must not seem overly pathetic)"no thank you; I refuse to pan-handle"

"Well... at least come in and have some pancakes"
(I am master of hart tug, thank you, thank you!)"I really don't want to intrude umm, Sahsa."

"Now you're trying to hard to be nice sugar, stick with the sob story works beater, hehe."
(Quick salvage for the love of pancakes {forget it I'm just coming clan I hate lies they drive me
crazy)

"All right, all right. You got me but the story is true"

"I know, (smirking) watched the whole case live, was great TV especially loved you on that stand so cute with the mischievous grin after you were done staring down what was her name Kiely.
Well you coming in or not?"

The shop was larger then it looked from out side, lack of windows made it hard to judge. Looked like an old time teller work shop tape rulers hung from metal rack on one wall with all sorts of bobbins and other sawing stuff. One of them big dry cleaning machines ran the length of the left wall. A large counter cut off the front of the place from the back. There was a whole apartment along the back wall. A thick certain that would be closed to block of the view of it hung from the ceiling like at a hospital. Sahsa popped open a section of the counter and walked behind.

"Not much I know..."

I interrupted her "your talking to some one who sleeps in peoples sheds when they don't lock um"

She laughed which was good because last thing I needed was to be tossed out now.

"Supposes your right compared to you I'm well off ant I".

She ushered me back to a small table covered with fabric scraps. Seemed that everything had been made from older furnishings. The chairs around the table were padded and I was pretty shore she was the one who had done it seeing as how the pads were denim.

Her love seat was a mish match of fabric patterns and stitch work, almost thought a quilt was sitting over it.

"you make all this"

She talked as she worked at the stove, "ya, actually, I know there not much to look at but..."

Se interrupting again "got to make do with what you got"

She let out a side splitting laugh. "Ya something we defiantly have in conmen there, be glad for what you got because there are people far worse off"

Jokingly "you can say that again, that's something I do every time things look bad. I picture how it could be worse always seems to cheer me up, But I'm a strange one".

She brought over two plates and set them down on the table.

"Can't help who you are, its just who we are, no changing it and it's not worth trying."

(Now I'm not being funny hear but when you have been eating out of trash that first fresh thing you eat will be the most amazing thing you can imagine. Even now that I can afford food, still dose not come any were near to that stack of pancakes, what is funny is I hate pancakes.) We talked the whole time we were eating, pretty much just trying to out do the other with the funniest things that have happened to us. It was a welcome distraction from the idea that at some point I would be back on my travels with no were to go.

"Been wondering how much cat are you, you'd look just like a rabbit if it was not for the tail and the eyes."

Now I had never really thought much about it. "well, guess there's really only two other cat things about me"

I flexed me fingers in just the way to expose my brittle claws and held my paw out like some one showing of a nice ring

"not to say they don't brake if I even try to us them, hehe"

"Your kidding, the brake like some ones nails?" I put my other paw on the table and reveled the three broken claws on it.

"Yup pretty much hurts like hell too, ones on my feet are much stronger."

She examined them like a stylist at badly groomed nails.

"Why would some one code your claws so week, dose not make much sense."

I had an answer for that one. "That's easy I was a little pet don't wouldn't like it to scratch you"

Jokingly I did the puppy dog eye thing and she creaked up laughing. "Stop that, it's too cute, well that's one what's the other feline thing" I think she had guessed by the mischievous grin she was flaunting.

Now I just could not help it I looked slightly away and if my cheeks were not covered with fine fur they would have been bright red.

"Hehe, O that's what I thought; well I'm going to have, to see that."

I could not even think what to say was this happing, no way, did she have this planed the hole time. She was on top of me before I knew what was happing. Pressing her muzzle to mine and I just melted in to the moment (well what do you want from me I weak and she was really hot it had to be the fluffy tail. Her one hand mad short work of my old track pants, then began massaging my sac and still sheathed shaft (not by much mind you)

"O my now I know this is going to be worth it"

She ran her hand up and down my shaft rubbing her fingers over my feline ridges. She used her other hand to unbutton her overalls reveling her sepal white furred breast with there light pink nipples that's just made me drool. She rose up on her knees and slid the overalls off the rest of the way kicking them off her left foot, she had been completely naked under it and now was pressed so close I could smell her sweet sent that just destroyed any chance of me resisting. Slowly she rubbed her self agents me letting her slit ooze her juices over my member. She pulled her self forward slowly and just as she passed the tip of my begging member she slid back and slowly went back to her knees sliding my aching member in to her with out any help from either of are paws. Bobbing slowly at first then paralyzing me with pleasure she began riding me harder then id been ridden in a long. She was bouncing so hard my nuts were aching from the impact of her soft ass upon them. She was lost in the plusher she was giving her self oblivious to how close I was to coming.

"O gods Jeremy was right cat cook is best... ahhhhhooooo"

With one last drop and wiggle of her rump the two of us exploded with pleasure.
As we lay there still as one I realized I was wrong there were three other cat like things I per after a good yiff.