Part Seventeen

Pan-Jang's Oriental Eatery was a boisterous hive of gastronomic excess and endless delights served up in small wooden steamers and highly decorated bowls. The orchestrated chaos from the kitchen sending a continuous stream of incredible edibles. The aromas of which had ones stomach growling from the moment you walked through the golden dragon doors.

“Welcome to Pan-Jangs! Three for lunch? yes!" The tall lanky bespectacled old man inquired at seeing us enter. His smile was warm and welcoming, his eyes went wide at seeing the purple Skunkette.

“Oh, miss Exotica! Back again I see, Welcome! welcome. Ah Miss Mel, hello again! Oh, ho? who your handsome friend?" the old codger cooed at the Skunkette giving me a sidelong conspiratorial wink.

“Mr Lee, may I have the extreme honor of introducing to you, he who cuffed me, Master Keven Morgan."

The old man paused and blinked behind his thick glasses as a grin blossomed across his ancient face.

“Master?... Master you say?... Oh, verry good, Verry good indeed! And on behalf of Pan-Jangs, Master Morgan, it is an honor to serve you today. For Miss Exotica is a very special customer. Have a special place in this old man's heart... Yes, come. We very glad you choose Pan-Jangs to celebrate." he said and quickly ushered the three of us to an ornate booth.

“Lu-Fong!" he shouted clapping his withered hands together with surprising power. A moment later a thin wisp of a girl dressed in all black appeared at his side her twin braids swaying.

“Here, grandfather." she announced standing at attention a moment before seeing the purple Skunkette and grinning widely.

“Lu-Fong, see to our honored guests. You know Miss Exotica and her friend miss Mel, this is master Keven Morgan, he achieved great honor in cuffing miss Exotica and they here to celebrate." The patriarch decreed.

“He also cuffed me as well, Mr Lee" Mel added holding up her left wrist showing the old man her golden cuff. He gave me a double take clapping in joy.

“Wow, how you be so lucky? So double celebration, double happiness, double congratulations! My granddaughter Lu-Fong will take very good care of you all..." He announced before giving the girl a wicked smile and sidelong glance “... or we pelt her with soggy dumplings!" he grinned with an exaggerated wink leaning over and whispering. “...and then we make her eat them!" he cackled heading back to his station.

“Congratulations to everyone! I am Lu-Fong, and I will be your server for the celebration today, is there anything you want to start with, or just gorge as it flows by?" The girl who seemed to be just into her teen years asked. Grinning ear to ear at the lovely Skunkette having found such a happy situation.

“I think we all want at least a pot of tea to start off with, yes?" I asked my morphs who nodded happily.

“Ah, but of course! Tea is a must!" Lu-Fong agreed

“Now your grandfather wouldn't seriously pelt you with soggy dumplings now would he?" I asked. She rolled her eyes looking around before leaning in and whispering...

“Naah, not really. Though he Is very old, and sometimes more than a bit, eccentric... and I am very quick!" she giggled. “So shall we start you off with a Pan-Jang's special appetizer platter?" She asked order pad at the ready. I looked at my girls who nodded in agreement.

“Mel?" I looked at my Mousey.

“Oh yes please Sir. They are exceptional."

“Cher?" I asked

“Definitely...Lu-Fong here knows what I love." she said with a wink to the teen server who blushed in response.

“Sounds good to all of us then, thank you Lu-Fong, and then I guess we shall see what comes by."

“Very good Master Morgan." She saluted and turned to dash back to the kitchen.

“By the way, just how old are you, Miss? “ I asked, she turned to face me.

“Sixteen Sir, and very good at my job." Lu-Fong replied, standing just a little taller, showing off her modest bust, beaming with pride.

“Oh yes, she is Very good at her job." Cher winked with an almost hungry leer.

“Service with a smile" Mel added. The evil grin the girl was giving my morphs gave me pause, but by their grins they were definitely sharing a secret.

“I see... very well than perhaps I can discover for myself just how good you are at your job Miss, I'm sure your grandfather has set a very high standard for you." I winked as she wagged her eyebrows in response before vanishing into the kitchen.

“Well, she seems quite sprightly, and you seem to have quite the following my dear 'Exotica'." I winked at my Skunkette.

“What can I say, I've been dancing for six years and really love it, and word gets around. So when I first came here, Mr. Lee overheard a couple of the waiters whispering and pointing which he took to be very rude behavior so he grabbed them by the ears and dragged them over to my table and confronted me, demanding they apologize. When I told him I was indeed a dancer, he humbly requested that I demonstrate it. I gladly acquiesced, and he escorted me into the dragon room, the private banquet room; and I, danced for him. Lu-Fong later confided in me that it took him almost a week to manage to get the smile off his face. And every time I come here, Mr. Lee treats me like royalty." Cher preened.

Outside Pan-Jang's Oriental Eatery, a late model PTV screeched to a halt, from the passenger door stepped a heavyset man in an ill fitting suit.

“You sure they are in there?" he asks the driver.

“Yeah, the Tracker I tagged his skimmer with back at the rooming house went right to here, tracker is green, meaning they are still inside... You sure bout this boss?" the driver asked.

“Yeah, that purple bitch is gonna be chained to my bed by the time the sun sets. I'll pay whatever it takes to teach the furry fuck toy her place... And that is chained to my fuckin bed."

“Okay boss, just signal when ya need a pick up." the shadowy figure said and drove off as the fat man adjusted his coat and headed inside.

“Welcome to Pan-Jang--"

“Can it, old man. I am lookin for someone I got business with so close yer yap, and stay outta my way." the heavyset man snarled as he scanned the establishment before locking his sites on the purple Skunkette.

“I See her,." he said making his way to our booth. Sherry caught sight of him and squeaked in horror .

“Ah, Hah, we meet at last. You gave me quite the merry chase, I know you got my offer, and I am here to seal the deal. So, how much is it gonna take to make you mine?" he asks the terrified morph.

“...N-No...Never...Leave me alone." she stammered. I placed my hand on her arm it shook her out of her thrall.

“Sorry, but you are too late, I belong to Mr. Morgan!" she declared proudly holding up her cuff in defiance.

“Oh really now, well that don't mean nothing, it just means I don't have ta deal with an animal, I can talk business with a fellow human." He said turning his attention to me.

“Hey Mac, here's the deal. I paid five hundred bucks for that piece of tail down at purr-dition, she refused ta fuck me or give me a refund, so I contact the club ta take her off their hands, I got a much better use for her, but they say her contract expired, so if I want her, I gotta deal with her all personal like..." He grinned leering at her, she tried to shrink away from his gaze.

“Okay, so I track her down ta do just that, see, but she ain't home, so I leave a note, telling her what the score is, ya dig?" he asked sounding like a low rent hood.

“So I have one of my boys watch the place for when she gets back, see... And low and behold she gets delivered by you, So, how bout it buddy, what say we make a little deal here and both walk away happy?" he says looking around at the reaction to the scene he's making, it's so quiet in there that you could hear a field mouse get a hard on.

“... You must be hard of hearing, but the lady said she isn't interested... I cuffed her fair and square, so Exotica Now belongs to ME!" I say in a voice of barely controlled rage. This guy has gone way beyond pissing me off.

“Look Buddy, Cash is king, Right? Look, I'll pay ya Ten times what she's worth," The Thig says and lays a stack of cash on the table. “Here, Five grand, Cash... I know she really ain't worth that, but I want her, and I am willing ta pay whatever it takes ta get what I want. Now... ya gonna do the smart thing here and remove the cuff and take the cash so we can walk outta here, or are ya gonna hold out for more. Either way, she's mine. I laid claim ta her at the club. Bought and paid for in the champagne room, but the purple tart reneged on the deal. So I had ta track her down; Inconvenient, but she can pay me back in tail, so it all works out in the end."

“You must be mistaken or deranged. My Morph is Not for sale at any price, you want one, go order a custom job from Trenadyne Genetics. Now that you have your answer you may leave before you are asked to leave by the staff." I said. Seeing Grandpa fast approaching.

“Hello, You make ruckus, you go now, door that way, you leave miss Exotica alone now," The old man insisted. The interloper turned to face the proprietor.

“Look old man, keep yer beak outta this, do you know who I am? I am Marcus fuckin Jackson, and I do what I want, Where I want, so get the hell outta my face before I has ta hurt ya." He snarled. I place my hand on Cher's shoulder to keep her in the booth.

“Well than _ Marcus fucking Jackson _, please to get the hell out of my establishment, Now please." The old man said with a touch of ancient steel in his voice. I noticed the slight shift in his stance. It was like watching a snake coiling to strike.

“Have it your way old man." He said and snapped out his left arm to strike a vicious blow at the frail looking old man. except he wasn't there. He had deftly side stepped the blow grabbing the thug's wrist and twisting locking the joints of the arm and striking six points from the forearm to the shoulder and released his grip Marcus fucking Jackson's arm hung limp at his side.

“You leave now, Yes?" the old man asked with a wicked grin.

“What the fuck did you do to me!" the low rent gangster bellowed holding his limp arm. And making another attempt with a savage backhand, intending to knock the old man's head off.

He ducked, sprang up and struck his attackers shoulder four times with a pair of chopsticks the old man pulled from his belt as Jackson's other arm now hung limp at his side.

“Now you disarmed, you go now before I am forced to hurt you. You. Go. Now!" grandpa clapped his hands and two burly dishwashers seemed to materialize at his side.

“Please to take loud obnoxious man outside so he no longer disturb honored guests."

he instructed and they packed him out like a sack of lettuce, bodily carting him from the restaurant.

The applause was deafening.

“Thank you Mr Lee, I can not begin to tell you how grateful I am to you for dealing with that...that..." Sherry sniffs starting to tremble. The old man draws her into a hug.

“Is okay Miss Exotica, perhaps, sometime you come back, dance for me again, yes?" he asked looking over at me. I nod, and we share a grin.

“Oh...oh Yes. I would be honored to dance for you again most honored sir." my Skunkette declared.

# Addendum #

Lu-Fong returned to the table after her grandfather's hatchetmen had escorted 'Marcus fucking Jackson' out of the restaurant.

“Sorry that you had such an unpleasant disturbance to your celebration... Here is tea..." She said setting three cups on the table and deftly pouring and serving them to her guests. “ and I shall return with the Pan-Jangs special appetizer platter." she beamed at the three seated at the table with the floor length tablecloth. Subtly drawing her arms back placing her hands on her hips and arching her back just a touch to show off her charms without blatantly flaunting them. Keven took this opportunity to study the young girl standing before them. though her black clothing was loose fitting the cable tye closure of her black tunic showed the swell of what must be at least a 'b' cup set of breasts. Noting the way she moved, she definitely had some rather womanly curves under her restaurant uniform. Keven smiled at the thought Lu-Fong caught that smile and grinned wider flicking her gaze at his companions they matched it. 'Oh yes, this one deserves some Very special service, if he was able to win the hearts of miss Exotica and miss Mel.' She thought to her self.

Bowing slightly she winked and gave just the slightest bit of added wiggle to her hips as she made a bee line to the kitchens.

“Well, she seems eager to please." Keven commented keeping his eyes riveted to the girls swaying backside despite his best efforts to the contrary. Mel and Cher shared a look.

“That she does sir, she is well trained in all aspects of customer service. Now mind you, I've only been here a couple times, but Lu-Fong's service has always left me very satisfied." Mel commented taking a sip of the fragrant jasmine tea.

“Oh indeed. I've never received that level of service in any other restaurant, she takes customer service very personally and being a special customer , she really delivers something special...Master" Sherry beamed despite her best efforts to remain neutral." the tone of her voice caused Keven to inquire further.

“Oh? She seems rather young to be a really talented server, granted she probably has been working here for a few years, but..." Keven paused seeing his Skunkette nod.

“She has been working here since she was eight years old. Mostly in the kitchens tel she was old enough to start working the front of the house."

“Oh, yeah, I can see that. She is a real sweet little thing I'll give you that. I am glad she can be here to make your special celebration that much more special." Kev said offhandedly as he took a pull from his teacup.

“Sir, she makes every dining occasion very special." Mel added blowing the steam from her own cup and sipping gratefully. “Wonderful tea as always." she added.

Returning a few minutes later Lu-Fong had a wide platter with a dozen tasty treats. Sticky BBQ riblets, won-tons stuffed with crab and deep fried to perfection. Golden crispy egg-rolls, and in the center of the platter was a small charcoal hibachi to grill a selection of meats and seafood and veggies piled on the platter.

“Here honored guests I present to you Pan-Jangs special appetizer platter, please to enjoy!" the girl grinned setting it in the center of the half moon table. “the kitchen is preparing a feast for you to enjoy." she bows turns and looks to her grandfather who grins and gives her a single nod. She giggles and bows low that her twin braids slap the floor. And vanishes from site!

“What the? … Where did she go?" Kev asked the girls just grin.

“Try one of these master" Mel suggests handing him a sticky riblet with her chopsticks as Sherry samples an egg roll. Dragging it through a dish of spicy mustard and sweet and sour sauce.

“hmm? Oh thank you Mousey mine." he says taking the offering.

Sherry jumps slightly in her seat, a moment later Mel does the same Kev looks between them and sees the identical smiles mirrored on their muzzles. As Mel snags one of the crab won-tons, she sighs wiggling in her seat as well.

Sherry sighs in pleasure wiggling slightly in her seat.

“Tasty egg rolls, hon?" Kev asks. As the purple Skunkette leans back in the booth her eyes closed in pleasure.

“Oh, Yesss. very succulent." she trills with a sigh “...Thank you for this." she sighs.

“Glad you are enjoying yourself, Princess." Keven smirks watching his Skunkette sensually devour the tasty tidbit with obvious pleasure.

Finishing off the platter Mr Lee stopped by, an inscrutable grin on his face with mischief dancing in his eyes.

“Finish the first course? Yes?" he grinned looking at the girls and seeing Sherry's condition his grin increased, she blushed fiercely.

“A very tasty starter Mr Lee, thank you for such excellent service. I'm not sure where Lu-Fong suddenly vanished to, but I am amazed she is as talented as she is at Sixteen." Keven said. Mel tried to keep a straight face flicking her glance at Mr Lee she snorted.

“Oh yes, quite!" she almost squawked covering her outburst by bolting her cup of tea.

“Ah... Yes, Lu-Fong has many talents... she excellent student, with keen interest in customer service. Allow me to fill you, miss Mel." he grinned refilling her cup. Mel blushed hotly giggling like a schoolgirl.

“Thank you Mr Lee, I always have soo much fun coming here."

“I am soo glad you do miss Mel, I am soo glad you do. Now, let me clear this away and introduce you to many delightful surprises that Pan-Jangs Oriental Eatery can bestow upon it's very special guests." the old man beamed at his guests as he headed to the kitchen.

Mel reached over placing her paw in Keven's lap.

“Whatchadoing, sweet Mousey?" Keven asked as he casually looked around, feeling his Mousey deftly undoing his belt.

“Just getting you ready for the next course master for this delight you must be as relaxed as possible." she mused unsnapping the fastener to his slacks.

“...Mel!" Keven hissed looking over at his naughty Mousey. She just gave him a reassuring smile “Relax master, it's all good... Believe me."

His attention was drawn to his Skunkette who casually unzipped his slacks without even looking. Her attention seemed to be on an ornately carved jade dragon on the wall next to the booth.

“Cher?!" Keven hissed not sure what the hell was going on with his two morphs.

she slowly looked over at him with a soft knowing smile. “Trust us... just lean back, relax and enjoy the delights that Pan-Jangs offers." she said cryptically.

Mr Lee returned with three small steamers placing one before each of his very special guests.

“Today we start you off with soup dumplings, a Pan-Jang's specialty, eat carefully as not to spill tasty soup inside dumpling... happy slurping!" the old man grinned and cackled as he made his way back to the front of the restaurant.

“Oh Yummy I love these." Sherry crooned using her chop sticks to delicately lift the noodle pouch into a spoon and then gently bite through the pouch slurping the flavorful broth before popping the tasty morsel into her mouth.

“Thank you for this wonderful meal Master." Mel trilled leaning against Keven and nuzzling his cheek.

“oh, you are quite welcome sweet Mousey--" Keven paused feeling her delicate paws fishing his manhood out of his boxers “..."looks like Someone is being a very naughty Mousey today." he said looking over at her, she grinned up looking innocent as she started to slowly stroke his shaft under the cover of the floor length tablecloth from their corner booth, as she deftly slurped a soup dumpling. Meeting his gaze with a hint of unbridled lust in her eyes.

Keven gave a philosophic shrug and turned his attention to the dim-sum in front of him, when he felt something move under the table and settle between his feet a moment later he felt a warm wet mouth wrapped around the head of his cock, jumping slightly he quickly looked around only seeing Mr Lee grinning at him from the front of the restaurant

“What the?" he asks looking down to see Lu-Fong grinning up from his lap under the table as she sucked his cock into her mouth.

“Relax sir..." Sherry whispered into his ear. “You asked about her customer Service skills... Well you are about to see Just how skillfully this girl performs her special customer service." The purple Skunkette murred as her eyes went wide feeling the girls right hand work it's way into her sex.

She leaned back sighing in pleasure as she slowly reached for another dumpling.

Mel eeped feeling Lu-Fong's left hand snake it's way between her soft furred thighs. Keven looked down at the girl as she winked and pushed him down her throat. He let slip a whispered Groan at the young girl's oral talent wondering in the back of his mind weather she swallowed dumplings whole. Slipping his hand under the table he caressed Lu-Fong's silky hair guiding her head as she serviced him. He felt her shift kneeling between his feet as she moved closer, Kev ran his hand down her neck finding bare shoulders realizing she had removed her top he shifted slightly and ran his hand down her bare chest. As his fingers grazing over her pert breasts he could hear her moan at his touch when she came up for air.

“Oh yesss, please touch me master Morgan." he heard her whisper as she pressed herself to his touch.

Lu-Fong's pencil eraser sized nipples were stiff little buds under his fingers he gently cupped the delightful 'B' cup breast, knowing in time she would swell to womanly proportions. Kev shot a surreptitious glance at his dining companions, they had happy smiles mirrored on their muzzles as they slowly wiggled in their seats. Flicking his gaze to the front of the house, he saw Mr Lee grinning like a Cheshire cat knowing full well what was transpiring under their table. That realization made Keven hard as a rock as he reached up and pressed Lu-Fong's head into his crotch with a wet gulp.

Leaning back he looked down as she increased her tempo he could see the way the very talented server pumped her little fists into his morphs squelching pussies. Grinning to himself at the pure torture they must be going through to remain quiet under her skillful touch.

The Dim-sum cart came by at that moment, and to their credit no one jumped they calmly exchanged steamers for some fragrant Shu-mi and another pot of tea as the cart rattled on to other tables.

Lu-Fong giggled girlishly when she once more came up for air. “I thought for sure you would jump when Aunty Ming came by. She thinks what I do is very naughty and disrespectful. But grandfather says special guests deserve special service and he took the time to train me well."

“Well I will say miss Lu-Fong, you really surprised me with your brand of special customer ...'Service' this was the last thing I would have ever expected. Thank you my dear." Keven said as he turned his attention to the bamboo steamer.

“It is A great honor to offer service to he who mastered miss Exotica, she was very kind to me. and on her last visit, when she and miss Mel came to celebrate miss Mel's birthday, we all got very playful."

“Oh she sure did." Sherry trilled reaching down to caress the humans cheek. “Mr Lee explained that inside Pan-Jangs was another world where he set the rules. Mr Lee claimed to be descended from an ancient line of dragons..." Sherry paused shuddering in her seat as Lu-Fong giggled shifting her stance pushing herself deeper into my skunk as she quietly rocked through her release followed closely by my mousy. She tried her best to cover her gasp of pleasure by quickly tossing a Shu-mi into her muzzle and using it to camouflage her ecstatic release.

“Lu-Fong, do you wish to drink me?" Keven asked the girl kneeling at my feet.

She looked up at him her jade green eyes seeming to glow in the shadows with a wide grin.

“Oh, yes please, most honored Sir! I would consider it a personal honor to be able to drink you, perhaps on your next visit we can seat You all in the dragon room and I can show the master of miss Exotica proper worship." Lu-Fong trilled as my Mousey positioned my penis and The girl dutifully opened wide swallowing my length in one go, pressing her nose to my pubic bone. It amazed me that one as young, had no apparent gag reflex as she started to rhythmically swallow the throbbing shaft lodged snuggle in her throat. I groaned softly at her incredible talent as he felt himself closing in on my own release.

Glancing down, Mel was caressing Lu-Fong's cheek and hair as she bobbed her master's engorged throbbing shaft in and out of the girls wide stretched mouth.

Grunting slightly Kev placed his hand on the back of Lu-Fong's head taking a handful of her corn-silk soft jet black hair. She opened her jade green eyes and met my gaze.

“Getting close hon, take a deep breath, for I am about to unleash a flood down your throat. I hissed trying my best to keep myself quiet at the most unexpected oral talent this girl possessed. She swallowed hard her throat muscles milking him almost to the point of no return as she disgorged his shaft from her throat kissing the head of his penis and sensually licking the thick stream of pre drooling from the tip

“Thank you master Morgan I am ready to receive you." she said and with a wicked grim pushed him deep down her throat and began undulating her throat muscles that rocketed me beyond the point of no return.

Keven grabbed the sides of her head and bucked hard as his cock erupted, flooding his seed down the young girls greedy gullet. His Morphs placed their paws on my shoulders to restrain him in his energetic release thumping her head against the bottom of the table as wave after wave of his thick roapy seed pumped down her throat in a massive tidal flood. Kev could feel her struggle trying to maintain, as her rising panic at the masters delivery forced her to pull free from his morphs and brace her sex slicked hands against the upholstered booth seat as Keven held her in position moment more.

Releasing his iron grip on the back of the girl's head, she pulled back as his shaft kept delivering another load of sweet sticky seed. Looking down, Keven saw her cheeks bulge as she tried to swallow his massive delivery. her eyes seemed to roll up to the back of her head a moment as she pulled free. Keven's cock fired three or four shots painting her chest as his seminal explosion ebbed to an end, splashing her diminutive breasts and dribbling down her abdomen. As a stream of his seed poured from between the semiconscious girls lips bubbling over her chin running down the outside of her throat and running between the valley of her pert little breasts.

Swallowing hard, she rocked back on her knees, bringing her sex slicked hands to her chest spreading his gift all over her chest and belly, down her abdomen and massaging the combined juices into her inner thighs and the dark silky thatch covering her sex. Lu-Fong was breathing hard in her recovery. She then bows to his feet a moment before looking up at him. The sheen of sex glistening on the girls golden skin from neck to knees.

“Now I see why they call you master.... I think after this encounter, I should call you master as well." She panted with a big grin on her face as she giggled happily,

“What a mess I am! She mumbled softly. Mel handed down her napkin as the girl mopped up the overflow from her reverent cock worship.

“I would ask a humble request of master Morgan, if I may?" she whispered from below the table.

“Anything my dear, your customer service goes above and beyond any I have ever experienced." Keven beamed down at the girl kneeling at his feet.

“The next time miss Exotica dances in the dragon room for grandfather, that I be allowed to totally serve you in the manor a true master deserves." she asked reverently. Her tone took him by surprise. I looked at my dining companions, my surprise was mirrored on their faces but they nodded in agreement.

“Yes, miss Lu-Fong, you may. In whatever manor you see fit." I said reaching down and placing my hand on the top of her head.

“You do me great honor master Morgan, I shall not disappoint. You make this unworthy girl very happy. One hundred thousand blessings upon your house." she bowed low, cleaning herself up slowly, taking great pleasure in the act.

“I trust my Grand daughter is providing top notch customer service to our honored guests?" Mr Lee asked from the front of the table. all three of us jumped in surprise, Not having seen his approach.

“Yes, most honored grandfather." Lu-Fong giggled from under the table.

He rapped on the table lightly to silence the impudent child.

“Verry good. Now please to enjoy a feast in keeping with the great occasion of miss Exotica and miss Mel's claiming under the rites of conquest!" he announced clapping his hands once more and a trio of service carts exited the kitchen laden with the most amazing feast I have ever seen. Rivaling some of the historic royal imperial banquets from the dynasties of china. As Lu-Fong slipped from under the table in the distraction she stood dutifully next to Cheryl taking her hand grinning with yet another shared secret.

End Addendum

The rest of the meal went on undisturbed and a fine time was had by all.

“How do you think he managed to track us down like that." Mel asked as we headed round the back of the restaurant.

“I had been giving that quite a bit of thought after he had mentioned having someone watching the rooming house." I said Walking around the skimmer. I slowly ran my hands over the exterior, that was when I found the tracker. The half inch projectile penetrated the lower body retrieving a pair of pliers I managed to wrench it loose. I briefly examined it before crushing it in the tool's jaws.

“Well that ends that. There is a part of me that wanted to rip Marcus fucking Jackson to bloody bits for assuming you were for sale, and the paltry amount he offered...Pah-lease, it would take at least ten times that amount to even consider his offer.." I deadpanned before bursting into laughter at the look of shock on my morphs faces.

“Kidding! Sheesh. Quite frankly I wanted to kill him where he stood, but that would have been considered very rude. But if I see him again, all bets are off. You are life bonded to me Cher, let me tell you, it took all my strength to keep my seat. I know you wanted to run, but I didn't want to risk him getting a hold of you so I kept you with us."

“Thank you Master. I did want to run, I probably would have run into the kitchen, but I don't think that may have been a good plan, I knew Lu-Fong was in there, but I'm not sure how a Sixteen year old could protect me. But when you are panicking you don't tend to think too clearly." My Skunkette said shaking her head. “I hope you don't mind that I offered to dance again for Mr Lee. I couldn't think of any other way to thank him for protecting me the way he did." Cheryl confessed.

“I think that is a wonderful idea love. As you say, you Dance, very well. Speaking of dancing, I've been doing some research on your VR rig, and I'd like to go over my notes with you and see what you think. Oh, and would a two inch diameter, eight foot long, Gold anodized chrome vanadium steel pole work for you?" I ask with a grin.

“Oh my god, Really?!" Sherry gasped “That would be soo awesome."

“Good, the area I am thinking of we can build your VR stage and attach the pole to the celling and floor joists and lock it in with flanges so you can do everything without worry."

“Thank you Master Kev, I never thought I could ever do this again, but you may have found a way."

“Some of the VR rigs I saw looked almost like bondage gear. For example, The VR780-XT fully immersible VR suit gives complete tactile response to a VR environment... With optional 'erotic encounters' package." I said.

“Heh, a little bondage can be fun, ya know?" Mel piped in with a giggle.

“Don't give me any ideas Mousey mine. I was a Terra scout in my teens and know all about how to tie knots in rope." I chuckled as we made our way back home.

“Wow, they have the XT model out now? The last 780 I saw had something like a modified swim suit that had sensors that would give a response if something touched that part of your body in a VR setting." Cher commented. “Though, at the time I thought it seemed rather limited. Although, I will admit I am curious about what an 'Erotic Encounters' package consists of?" she grinned wickedly.

“We can go over all that when we get back to the farm, and I am very glad you are recovering from that ass hat's insulting encounter.. Daymn if Mr. Lee didn't impress the hell outta me with his martial arts skills. I'd hate to see what he would have done if that idiot would have pulled a knife." I mused.

“I know, he seems so old and frail, but he moved like greased lightning!" Mel added. “I'm just glad he was on our side. And protected 'Princess Purple' here." the Mousey giggled, ruffling the Skunkette's hair.

“Melinda!" Sherry squawked giggling herself. “Princess _purple? _Really? That's the best ya got?" she challenged.

“How about The Lavender Lady Exotica, the royal courtesan? Dancer for The emperor." She hazarded, grinning wickedly.

“Hmm... I kinda like that. It paints a picture of a dancer in lots of silks... perhaps I should look into putting together an outfit like that for my next performance." she mused, lost in thoughts of royal dancers from myth and legend.

End Part Seventeen

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