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Where I Wanna Be

I didn't see Jessica again until the summer. But let me tell you, it was a summer to remember.

It was perhaps 1 a.m. on June 21st, I was at my flat playing Ragnarok Online - that's some Massive Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game, or MMORPG for short, for the PC - just kind of screwing around with Jiro, one of my closest friends, when I received a notification in the corner of my computer screen. Apparently I had an email. I told Jiro to wait while I read it over the headset microphone I was using to talk to him, and opened it up. It was a written email from my mother, inviting me out to the summer cottage. I wasn't surprised to get an email like that of course, since they invited me every year. The past few years prior to that year however, I hadn't gone, simply because I didn't have the time since I had been running odd jobs. I didn't really want to go anyways, since lazing about in the sun and swimming weren't really my thing. But this year was different - something caught my eye.

That year, Jessica was going. Father had noticed how well the two of us got along, and jokingly commented that he thought if they brought her along, they'd bribe me to go. Normally that'd be kind of unbelievable, that they'd think that I could be swayed just by that knowledge alone... The sad thing is, I was. I was overjoyed to know. Jessica and I had been talking frequently, and I had visited frequently in the past year. I'd grown more and more attached to her as time went on, and that summer I was beginning to feel as if... Well, as if I loved her. Not only because she was beautiful of course - certainly I loved everything about her appearance such as her pure white fur, long golden-blonde hair, or even the way she smiled - but it was also her cute personality that played a part. She seemed like a shy girl, but wasn't really. Maybe quiet, but not shy. I guess it just took a while for her to really open up, but when she did, it seemed she was always beaming with happiness. Honestly, I thought her to be really great.

Reading on, my parents said I could invite anyone I wanted to spend a couple of months with us. Naturally I couldn't think to invite anyone other than Jiro. Jiro was a twenty-one year old feline, and I'd practically grown up with the guy. He was usually cheerful and lighthearted, and had several differences that set him apart from other people, just like me. For one, he was of Asian-Australian decent - making him appear to be Japanese, while on the contrary he spoke with an Australian accent. I figured that he could take some time off work, since he worked at a local club as an escort. He worked a pretty loose schedule, and the club wasn't the most popular either. He said he'd love to go, and was curious about asking a lady-friend of his to join us. My parents' summer cottage was rather sizeable, so I didn't see any problem with it. But considering his occupation, I was very curious to see whom he brought with him...

So I found myself two days later waiting at a local bus stop in the downtown Furrabia area. It was one of those outdoor ones, a simple bus stop at the side of the street with one booth in case it was raining. There were maybe two families and a couple of singles that were also heading out of the city to the beach. I had decided to wear something very simple that day, just wearing a white T-shirt that kind of hung off my slender form and contrasted my black fur, and a pair of dark blue jeans that were a little better fit, and a pair of white runners. I'd cut my hair just a touch and put it back into a ponytail. I was the only one there with hair that was dyed, my black hair fading to a vivid red about two inches from the tips of my bangs and the ponytail itself. Wearing a pair of glasses was about the only thing I'd done to help myself look like the Kazuo Yoshi who had skipped a grade in High School, the rest of me, down to the indigo Rolex watch simply screamed a mediocre teenager. I did look young though - I had to admit that much. I had been waiting there for nearly an hour, as told by my wristwatch, and it was noon when Jiro finally showed up. I recognized him right away; he had barely changed in the least. He was always a slender feline, with medium-length black hair and kind of narrow-ish brown eyes like my own, except he had mocha coloured fur, and had two tattoos etched into the backs of his paws of two Japanese kanji. Who he was with though shocked the hell out of me.

First of all, what sparked that initial reaction was that she was an Equine - one that must have been over seven feet tall. I was only about five feet eight inches tall, and Jiro was only five feet, ten inches tall, making this lady-friend of his simply tower over the two of us. But her height was only half of her intimidation, the rest being within the fact that she was obviously strong - very strong. Her body was thick with muscle, and it looked like she could easily pick me up by... well, any part of my body! She was dressed quite casually, wearing a white tank top and a pair of blue jean shorts. I could see she obviously filled out the outfit rather well, too. Despite being so big, she had the evident curves of a woman, what with a large bust (maybe even for her size), a trim and toned waist, and curvy hips. Any guy would have done a lot to have her, I was sure... But she probably frightened them with her size and strength. Her abdomen was finely toned; her thighs and calves were hardened with obvious muscle... Even her arms were large. She looked like a weightlifter and bikini model all wrapped up into one! All covered by a light brown pelt (which was trim around her entire body, aside from some shagginess around her hands and hooves), and a long blonde mane and tail - she definitely was a sight.

"Hey, mate!" Jiro said, giving a wave of his hand. He was carrying a large duffle bag over his shoulder. "We late?"

"I... uh..." I stuttered, just staring at his friend, who gave me a strange look. "Just a little?"

"Oh, I should introduce you to Sasha," Jiro said, gesturing to the Mare beside him. "This is Sasha Ironhoof. I met her at work one day, and she can't seem to give me a moment's rest now."

"Get over yourself." Sasha said with a grin as she nudged Jiro with her elbow, and then extended a large hand to me. "Pleased to meet you... Kazuo, was it? Jiro told me a bit about you."

"K-Kazuo Yoshi." I responded with a beaming, nervous smile as I reached out to take her hand. Her hand practically engulfed mine in a firm grip, but she shook my hand gently.

"Yoshi?" She asked, raising a brow. "Where have I heard that before?"

"Kazzy here is part of the Yoshi family - they own the largest liquor chain this side of the world!" Jiro said in a slight tone of excitement. "The guy's filthy rich."

"My, is that so?" Sasha asked, releasing my hand. Despite her casual attire and the fact that she too carried a duffle bag in her other hand, she sounded like an older woman, and a mature one at that. "You're a lucky guy."

"Don't sell yourself short, love." Jiro said, looking up at the tall Mare. "Sasha here owns her own Printing Firm... You know, copyright and stuff."

"Wow, really?" I was surprised. She didn't look the type. "That's amazing!"

"I try my best," She said with a shrug of her broad shoulders. "I don't make nearly as much money as your business, but being the boss makes for a healthy paycheck."

"Oh, it's not my business yet," I said, rubbing the back of my head with a chuckle. "It's my father's still."

"That's too bad," Sasha said, though looked up for a moment behind me. "Oh, the bus is here."

The bus, which looked much like a coach, pulled up then and stopped. The doors opened, and immediately two teenage furres - a white-furred feline and a white and brown furred Equine - stepped out of the bus to help people with their bags or whatever else they were carrying. Jiro, Sasha and I let them take our bags and load them into the side storage compartment, and then got onto the bus. Jiro and I must have noticed the looks Sasha had gotten from the other passengers on the bus, but we did our best to ignore them as we took our seats. The two of them sat in the seats in front of me, while I took a window seat just behind them. Sasha thanked me for inviting them, which of course to me was no problem, and then she just started talking to Jiro about this, that, or whatever else. I didn't really pay attention. I just turned my head and looked out the window, getting comfortable and thinking about seeing Jessica again. I was still excited about all that, no less excited than I was earlier in the week when I first received the invitation to go.

The bus ride was maybe an hour long. Most of the time I had some old mouse lady sleeping on my shoulder and drooling on my shirt, but it wasn't too bad over all. I was glad to get off the bus however, take my bag, and start leading Jiro and Sasha along the beach towards the cottage. It was a nice location really - which is kind of to be expected when you take into consideration the net value of my family name, which is somewhere in the billions of dollars. It was a dockside location, built upon a risen pier. It was your basic, two-story log cabin pretty much. The walls, rooftops, window frames, doors, all made out of natural wood. Most of the furniture inside was made out of different kinds of wood, too. I think most of it was oak. There were maybe four bedrooms, a family room, a kitchen, a dining room, and two bathrooms - both with working showers, toilets, and sinks. Out behind the house was a patio with some outdoor lounge chairs and a hot tub. As I said, it was nice, and spacious - it could definitely fit all the people that would be going there.

"Kazuo! My boy!"

When I reached the cottage with Jiro and Sasha, my parents must have seen me coming, as they left the cottage to meet me partially up the path leading to it. My father had called out to me, and I smiled when I saw him. I was practically a spitting image of him, and would probably look just as he did when I was older. Sure, his hair was graying, and short atop his head, but he and I shared the same black fur from head to toe. His was shorter than my own - a penalty of aging - and he held a few wrinkles just on the outside of his eyes. His eyes were brown like mine, but squintier. He almost looked as if he had a smiling face all the time. He definitely was a nice guy, and wore a fine button-up white shirt, and black fine pants much like I would on more formal occasions. He even wore similar black shoes dress, maybe two sizes bigger than my own that were in the duffle bag at that time. Other than the fact that I wore glasses and had some of my hair dyed red, one could have said that he and I looked the same, wore the same clothes, and maybe even spoke the same. It must have looked strange to Sasha at least, who had never seen my father before.

"Hello Dad," I said as I gave my father a hug. He was only a few inches taller than me too. "Hope we're not late or anything."

"Not at all," My father smiled at me. "In fact, I believe Jessica and your mother were preparing dinner."

"I see..." I said stepping away and to the side to gesture to Jiro and Sasha. "And this is Jiro, and his... friend, Sasha."

"I remember Jiro," My father said, stepping past me and taking Jiro's hand and shaking it.

"Mr. Yoshi." Jiro nodded, giving my father's hand a firm shake.

"And this... healthy, beautiful young woman is your friend?" My father asked, peering up at Sasha, taking her hand and giving it a gentle shake as well. Surprisingly, Sasha's large hand didn't crush his smaller, frailer one.

"Sasha Ironhoof," Sasha said. "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr. Yoshi."

"Please, please, call me Rhonin," My father said, before looking to me with a playful glint in his eye. "Except you."

"I know father, I know." I laughed, shrugging a shoulder as I turned and headed towards the cottage. "Come on in, before you fall and break a hip or something."

"Break my hip? You should show your father more respect!" My father prodded back playfully before looking to Sasha. "Can I take your bag?"

"Um, no, but thanks for offering..." Sasha had politely declined.

I had turned to see my father try and take her things for her, and it shouldn't have been surprising that my father's arms were soon weighted and pulled down by the bag, and his posture formed to a hunch. Clearly the bag weighed a great deal, for one reason or another. Sasha could probably carry it no problem, while my father, Jiro, or me would still have trouble with it. My father was humble in the face of defeat though, and smiled as he handed the bag back to Sasha, who had offered to take it back. He chuckled a little, and looked to Jiro, saying simply, "she's a strong one," and then turning to follow me into the cottage, a chipper Jiro and amused Sasha following behind him.

Walking into the cabin, I climbed the steps to the porch and entered the front door. At that point, I entered a familiar family room. It was a simple family room, with three couches seated around a circular coffee table, all of which was positioned in front of a fireplace. A window was tome left, a bookshelf right beside that. Most of the books were resting on the coffee table. Just before the fire was a fake bearskin rug, and above the fire hung a once again fake moose head. To my right was the entrance to the kitchen, and further ahead to the right of the room was a circular staircase that led upstairs to the bedrooms. Of course, there was also a door right next to those stairs, leading to a washroom. It looked just as I'd remembered it, too. Nice and clean, all over the place. But I had more than enough time to reminisce about things later. First, I turned straight into the kitchen after dropping off my bag in the family room. I wanted to see both Jessica and my Mother, since it'd been so long since I had seen either of them.

As soon as I had stepped into the kitchen, Jessica looked up from her business at the counter at the right side of the room, and a shining smile spread across her features. I stopped in the doorway and smiled back at her. It didn't take her long to drop a potato she had been peeling, and the knife she was peeling it with, and ran over to me, giving he a tight hug around my neck. I couldn't help but purr lightly as her snow-white frame pressed in against my own. She was so soft, and warm, as she had every reason to be. I've written about her before, but for those of you who don't know, Jessica is gorgeous. With snow-white fur from head to toe, she only had one beauty mark beneath her left eye - though it wasn't unattractive. It seemed to fit quite well with her appearance. Deep olive-green eyes were framed by beautiful golden-blonde bangs, her hair remaining that colour all the way down her back, stopping around her rear. And she was sensually curved too - almost painfully voluptuous. She had a body everyone would have admired... And that day, it was covered in little more than a floral pattern sundress and sandals!

"Kazuo!" She cried, hugging me tight. "I'm glad to see you."

"I'm glad to see you too." I chuckled, my cheeks heating up with a blush as I hugged her. She let me go soon enough though, and asked me things like what I had been doing since I last saw her. I couldn't give her anything good as an answer - though she couldn't answer the same question with much excitement either. Both of us ran fairly routine lives - basically the same thing day in and day out with some funny stories stuck in between it all. My mother interrupted us, however, insisting that she and Jessica get back to work while I put my things away. I gave my mother a kiss on the cheek, told her I was glad to see her, and went to do as she asked, no questions asked.

My mother apparently looked a lot like Jessica when she was younger. Jessica however, was an odd combination of lupine, feline and fennec, which was the only real difference between them. My mother was purely feline, and looked to be in good shape for her age. She had snow-white fur, and long, graying blonde hair. But she was also from the country, so she always kept herself busy and active, thus why she didn't really look as old as she actually was. If anything, she looked just a few years older than Jessica, even though I knew she had to be somewhere in her fifties, while Jessica was nowhere near that, being in her twenties.

I spent a good deal of time getting used to my room, which I was sharing with Jiro. It was a small room, with not much more than a dresser, a closet, and a set of twin beds. Jiro and I were to share that room, while Sasha and Jessica were to share a room down the upstairs hall, and my parents shared a room at the end of said hall. It was a comfortable and understanding set-up, considering that Jiro and Sasha were obviously (at least to me) more than close friends.

"So, that Jessica," Jiro said as he kicked off his shoes at the foot of his bed and then fell back upon it with a sigh, resting his slender arms behind his head. "She's a real looker, eh?"

"You can say that again," I said as I finished piling my folded clothes atop the dresser - rather than in it - since I wasn't going to be at the cottage for more than a couple of weeks. "She's beautiful."

"Well you've told me that, mate." Jiro mentioned as he stared up at the ceiling. He was right, I told him all the time.

"And what about Sasha?" I asked, looking at him as I leaned back against the dresser and adjusted my glasses.

"Eh?" He looked up at me curiously.

"Isn't she a little old for you? What is she, like thirty?" I asked, grinning a bit.

Jiro just grinned back at me and shook his head, "Even if she was, would you believe it? Look at her, mate! She's a beaut', from head to hoof. Sure, she's a little big, but that's definitely not a problem with me."

"And... you met her at work?" I asked.

"Now don't get the wrong idea, mate," Jiro said, sitting up quickly and resting his paws in his lap. Jiro worked as a male escort at a club - and not the kind of escort that accompanies you places. He was an adult escort - an erotic escort. "Sasha and I might have met like that, but you know me. She's not just a customer, y'know."

"Oh?"

"Yeah," He continued. "She's an amazing filly, I'll tell you. Gorgeous, smart, business-orientated, and mature... Can't ask for much more in a woman, can I?"

"I guess not." I said after some consideration.

"Besides, there's you and that Jessica - shouldn't you be worrying more about that?" He asked. "Clearly you admire the girl. Have you ever told her so?"

"Well... no..." I answered honestly.

"Well why the hell not?" Jiro asked, standing up and walking over to me, giving me a pat on the shoulder. "You should go for her, mate. You don't wanna miss the chance, do you?"

"W-Well, it's not so easy..." I said nervously.

"Oh trust me, mate. I know." Jiro said, sliding his hand off my shoulder. "Scared the hell out of me when I decided to take Sasha on a date - second date, and tell her how I felt. The problem with independent types like her is that you're scared they aren't going to want you to tag along. But it's gonna eat you alive if you don't get it off your chest, mate!"

I watched Jiro as he moved to the door then, opening it and saying, "Let's get downstairs, that dinner smells damn good."

I had no reason not to believe Jiro. He was a lot more experienced than I was when it came to love. I had had a couple of girlfriends, but Jiro had been engaged twice! Both times, he claimed to be following his heart... But both times, his partners lost interest. It was hard, living in Furrabia when you wanted a steady relationship, and both him and I knew it. The atmosphere was mostly bars and strip clubs - not to mention the healthy dose of free love. The residents there seemed more interested in having as much fun as they could before death rather than living out their life with another person. That was why Jiro's relationships didn't work. And when I thought about it like that, it was somewhat scary. Over the months and years, I had grown very, very attached to Jessica. As I said before, I dared say I loved her - but when I thought that I could get with her, and then lose her at the drop of a hat, I was afraid to try. I didn't want something so great to happen for nothing, like what had happened to Jiro. It was that influence and my bashful attitude that really kept me from it.

Dinner went on uneventfully, as the lot of us just caught up with each other. Most of the discussion was based on Jiro and I, and what the two of us had done with ourselves. The other large factor was Sasha. My parents were very interested in her business, and my father found himself comparing his business to hers. From what I gathered, Sasha was a very successful woman! She grew up in the country, like my mother, but moved to the city as soon as she could to study business. She said she wanted to be her own boss rather than someone's housewife. So she started her own Copyright Firm, and had been living like that ever since. I could only imagine how busy she must have been most of the time. Jiro had to lie about his job, figuring my parents didn't want to hear about what he was doing, and I was honest in saying that I had simply picked up a temporary job at a restaurant until I managed to find something better. My father went on to talk about how his business was still going smoothly, too... I suppose that's how it is when you get a bunch of adults in the same room together. They talk about work. For two hours or so. All in all, it was... boring, to be honest.

After the dinner though, things got exciting - in that bad sort of way.

While Jiro, Jessica and Sasha were enjoying a swim in the lake, my parents pulled be aside to have a serious, private talk with me. I never liked talks like that. My parents normally kept a light-hearted demeanor, so to see my father get serious usually meant either I was in trouble, or I wasn't - but I was going to get a lecture anyways. In that case, I wasn't in trouble. How could I have been? I lived out on my own and never did a thing to harm my parents, so it would have been unreasonable to get me in trouble. However, what actually came was just as unreasonable.

"We're getting on in our years," Said my father. My parents had to be somewhere within fifty, which wasn't too bad - or at least that's what I thought. "And I'd want you to take over the business for me when I passed away."

"Father," I said, leaning back on one of the lawn chairs set up on the pinewood porch, "You know I'll gladly take over."

"Well yes," My mother said, before reaching out and taking my hand, making me look at her. "But Kazuo... have you ever thought of getting married?"

"What?" I was shocked at the question.

"Working this business is impossible alone," My father said. "And you're well into your twenties. You should be married by now! I wouldn't be where I am if it wasn't for your mother, and it'll be hard for you to get where you need to get if you're single all your life."

"What? But... I'm not going to..." I began a rebuttal, but my mother stopped me.

"We've been thinking about it for some time, and we know a girl we think you'd like." She explained.

I knew where this was going.

"Don't you think...?" I tried to ask if they were being unreasonable, but my father cut me off again.

"She has a head on her shoulders, and is quite responsible. She'd be a good woman to have at your side." He said, before he stood up, my mother standing up with him. "You'll meet her in a few days - we invited her down here so that you could meet her as well."

He then rested a hand on my shoulder and said, "You're a fine man Kazuo... And we want nothing more than to see you be the best that you can be. I trust you understand."

I simply nodded, and they excused themselves out to bed. I slumped back in the lawn chair with a sigh. It was all too sudden, and plenty of questions were running through my head about this woman that I was supposedly arranged to marry. What did she look like? What was she like? Would she even have liked me? It seemed silly to me, arranging a marriage between two people who had never met. I didn't want to be married to some stranger, either! I had my own love interest. With another sigh I looked out over the lake towards Jiro, Sasha, and Jessica. I focused on Jessica. She was beautiful in her red bikini, and I admired how it seemed so appropriate, and yet it accentuated her beauty. I loved her, and I knew it... But as soon as I thought that, a heavy feeling came over me. Even if I loved her, what good was it going to do? It seemed my parents had other plans entirely. What was I supposed to do? I felt confused, and hopeless. Jiro's advice just went down the shitter, so to speak. Even if I told Jessica how I felt, it wouldn't have done me any good...

"Hey! Kazz!" Jiro called out to me, waving an arm. "Come on in, the water's fine!"

"Yes Kazuo, please?" Jessica called out to me as well.

I paused for a moment, then stood up, and called back, "No thanks. I think I'm going to bed."

I turned in just as early as my elderly parents that night, and barely got a wink of sleep.

The days afterwards were horrible. I felt distant to Jessica, because Jiro was right. I lost my chance to tell her how I felt, and it was just eating away at me. I watched her for days, doing her thing, wishing so hard that I could go back in time and just tell her. But I couldn't do that. Instead I listened as several times a day; my parents would tell me that the woman I was to meet would be on their way. When they told everyone else the news, I could tell right away that Jiro was concerned, and Jessica... well... she looked saddened by the knowledge. I could tell, because the smile that had been plastered on her face disappeared in that moment. The two of us seemed down, and we barely talked to one another, even though I wanted so badly to talk. It made for a sort of tension around the cottage as we went day by day, and I found myself growing more and more eager to talk to her. Three days went by. Not one word from my 'bride-to-be,' and I felt like I was going to go crazy. I had to talk to Jessica that fourth night, and nothing else would have appeased me.

So that night I quietly slipped from my bed, and get out of my room without waking Jiro, and tip toed through the halls towards Jessica and Sasha's room. I managed not to make a single sound. I barely breathed even as I opened Jessica and Sasha's door, and poked my head inside. The moonlight lit the room quite well. Looking to the near corner, Sasha was in her bed. Diagonally from there, Jessica should have been in her own bed, but when I looked I didn't see her there. Her sheets had all been thrown back and her bed was empty. Quickly I figured that she must have already been awake and was downstairs getting something. Closing the door, I moved away from it and down the stairs, my ears perked to tune into any sounds that were being made. I heard nothing throughout the entire house, but I looked around anyways to see if I could find her. Again, there was no sign of her anywhere. The downstairs area was empty. As a sort of last resort, I looked out all the windows to see if I could find her outside, as I was getting kind of worried that she had up and disappeared like she had in the middle of the night. Luckily I found her outside, standing by the lake.

I went out back carefully. The way she stood there, it was like some sort of dream. She stood absolutely still, her long, blonde hair shining in the moonlight and swaying delicately in the gentle breeze. Part of me didn't want to move her. She stood, her back to me, looking out over the lake. Her long, soft kitsune-like tail was still, unmoving as it hung down behind her and to the ground. She looked gorgeous. She only wore a simple sky blue babydoll and matching thong on her lovely body. It revealed so little of her snow-white body, teasing each luscious curve, and was also gently blowing in the wind. But as beautiful as she looked, standing so still, illuminated by the moonlight, I found myself approaching her, even if I didn't want to. I couldn't even feel y feet as they walked along the wood of the deck, or even as they stepped of into the sand and grass that made up the shore of the lake. I was barely aware of how cool the air was, or that all I was wearing was a flimsy old pair of black track pants. I was likely to catch a cold, but I didn't care. My heart was pounding in my chest, seeming to lead me closer to Jessica, until I was standing a mere foot behind her, where I paused in silence, listening to the wind and the water.

"Jessica..." I spoke out after a moment.

Startled, she turned around quickly, her emerald-green eyes peering back into my own. Unshed tears glistened in the depths of those orbs. When she turned, I could see so much more of her body, and it caught my breath in my chest, releasing a pitiful kind of gasp. Her large bust was snuggled up tightly in the satin babydoll, presenting a bountiful cleavage with a silver heart-shaped charm dangling just before it. Her thong also covered so little so preciously. It was all only slightly distracting as I looked up back to her eyes. She had been crying. Immediately my heart rushed faster, and my breathing must have paled slightly in comparison to a calm pace. I had to set this right.

"I have to talk to you." I said in a hurry.

"And I have to talk to you..." She responded, reaching up to wipe the tears from her eyes.

"I... I..." I began to stutter. Damn it! I was getting nervous. My heart was pounding in my head, and my breathing was getting more and more frantic as my clouded thought tried to justify completely the words that were about to leave my mouth. At the same time, I was hesitant, and my mind was also nagging me. This could have been my only chance. I didn't want to rush into anything... but if I waited... My mind was covering so many things at once, so many thoughts, so many scenarios, that I just blurted out what I had to say.

"I don't want to marry that woman!"

"I don't want you to marry that woman!"

Both Jessica and I paused, frozen in shock. At the same time, we had confessed our discontent with the situation at hand. I couldn't really say a word, and obviously neither could she. We were on the same wavelength, which brought me to wonder if she was thinking what I was thinking, and felt the way I felt. If I felt that I wanted her, felt that I needed her, and would settle for no less... Then did she want me? Need me? Settle for no less than me? I couldn't help but ask, and let her lead, just to see where she was planning on taking things.

"What?" I asked.

"Kazuo, listen, I..." She paused, crossing her arms just beneath her breasts and looking away uncertainly. "I... I don't know. I don't know what to say, I just... We've known each other for a year... And I've gotten to know you so well, and ... I think you're handsome, and nice, and funny... And you helped me with so much since that summer, I just... I can't stand to see you get married to some girl you've never met."

"But I don't want to!" I said, resting my hands on her shoulders, which startled her. "I don't want her, I already know who I want."

"... Who do you want?" Jessica asked, staring me in the eyes.

Stepping closer to her, I wrapped one of my arms around her waist, and pulled her closer to my body, and upon feeling her heartbeat against my own, I hesitated with a short, though much less simple response. A response that would change the way I felt waking up tomorrow, and infinite tomorrows proceeding that tomorrow, a four-word response that held so much power over my emotions as the only real way to convey them. But I was so close now, that I wouldn't be daunted.

"I want you, Jessica..." I said gently. I could see her eyes soften at this, and a hot blush rise in her cheeks. "I... I want you to be with me because... I love you, Jessica."

She was just silent for a moment, staring up into my eyes, and all I could do was stare back. She felt so warm against my body like that... It had been ages upon ages since I had held a woman in the manner that I was holding her. My grip must have been so firm, she wasn't moving a muscle, but to me it felt as if my arm was barely undergoing any strain... As if it was comfortable there, and belonged there. Her weight soon shifted, but only to move in closer and more comfortably to my own, her hands resting gently on my collarbones. Finally, she spoke.

"I love you too, Kazuo..." She said, before leaning in and pressing her lips softly against my own in a tender kiss. Closing my eyes, I melded into the sensation I felt upon embracing her lips' tender caress. I held that kiss for as long as I possibly could. Fifteen seconds... thirty seconds... a minute... who knows how long we stood there? Though the situation got much more embarrassing after that.

She pulled away from the kiss, and her eyes were a little widened in surprise. I opened my own eyes and glanced at her in confusion. What exactly was the problem? Perhaps she had rushed into the kiss...? Maybe she was having second thoughts? I started to worry. My heartbeat rose as she held that look for a while, and I began to get nervous. She said my name, 'Kazuo,' as if she'd stumbled across a thought, or a notion, or a feeling that I should have understood as well. Though when she saw my look of confusion, she blushed. Moving one of her hands from my neck, and moving it down low, I soon found out what the big deal was about as she brushed her fingers across my crotch.

... I'd gotten a hard-on! How embarrassing...

"Ah! J-Jessica... I... I'm sorry..." I said in a fluster. "I just... you..."

"Shh..." She said, putting a finger to my lips. "It's okay."

She kissed me again after that... But this kiss was different. It was deep. She pulled me into it, and as our lips met, her tongue slipped past my lips to mingle with my own tongue. The mere contact of it was enough to send a shiver down my spine, and make my fur stand on end. I must have blushed. My face felt suddenly hot, and the heat slowly spread over my body to bathe the chills she sent through me, and soothe them. I embraced the kiss, letting our tongues slowly dance together... Her body pushed in against my own, hard enough to make me step back. She kept pushing at me, making me step back further and further - and the further we went, the more passionate our kiss became! She was leading it, deepening it, becoming more into it as she pushed me back. By the time my back had bumped into a tree, she had her arms wrapped tightly around my neck, and a leg wrapped around my waist, while I had my arms around her waist, holding her firmly against my body. It was like electricity between us at that point, as our tongues swiftly prodded and lashed at each other's within our joined muzzles. My head was swimming, my mind filled to the brim with clouded thoughts as passion had settled in. It ended all too soon when she parted from my lips again, the two of us gasping for air as we had forgotten to breathe in our moment... But it just got far more exciting from there.

"Mmn... Kazuo..." Jessica murmured into my ear, her sweet voice having taken on a tone that I never thought possible of her... It was... seductive! Instead of her hand rubbing against my crotch, I could feel her own grinding in against it... The warmth was unbelievable! And she was grinding in against an erection - my eight-inch erection that was shamelessly tenting the black track pants I was wearing. I shivered - it felt so good to be touched that way! And by her... the experience was simply heightened!

"I want you to make love to me, Kazuo..." She murmured again into my ear, a hearty purr emitting from her throat. "... Like a man should."

"Jessica... Are you...?" I wanted to ask if she was sure, but she silenced me again with a kiss to my lips.

"It's fine... honest..." She said before kissing my chin... then my neck... then my collarbone. "... I want you to make real love to me..."

I couldn't protest as her kisses trailed lower on my body. She slowly kneeled, kissing my bare chest, then my stomach as she slowly got to her knees on the ground before me. I drew in a slow, shaky breath as she paused to admire the tenting bulge at the crotch of my pants. Leaning back against the tree, I ran my fingers through my hair. The whole situation was unreal! Like something out of my wildest dreams... She teasingly flicked the tip of my bulge, and giggled a little as it bounced. She was blushing quite hard, and I could tell because it was easy to see in contrast to her white fur. She was perhaps as nervous as I was, but it didn't stop her. My heartbeat started racing like a jackhammer as she hooked her fingers into the waistline of my pants, and swiftly tugged it down, to let my erect cock bounce out and points straight at her in its rigid excitement. Her eyes widened a little as she'd seen it. I knew the look, and she didn't even have to look up at me for me to know that she was surprised at how big it was - a thin guy like me sporting an eight-inch erection is somewhat out of the ordinary, even I knew that.

Things seemed to slow to stillness around us as I watched her. With my pants barely down around my thighs, she had reached up with both hands, and wrapped her slender fingers around the length of my erection, just staring at it as she began to tenderly stroke it. I gulped, and withheld my moans as I let her simply explore, and feel out my erection to her liking. Her hands were so soft... I had never once felt anything like them. She was so gentle as she ran her fingers along the length of my cock from base to tip, just observing it like a curious child. She continued to just lightly stroke it, until I could feel the pulsating in my head. It must have been throbbing quite heavily! I could barely watch. I so wanted to close my eyes, but at the same time, I wanted to watch the luminescent beauty before me with the utmost adoration. She surprised me though, when she gave the tip of my member a soft kiss, sending a shudder of excitement all through my body.

She giggled at my reaction, and continued to plant gentle kisses all along the veined length of my cock. I grit my teeth, and moaned almost pathetically as my cock throbbed, and began to ebb a flow of precum from the tip. I was getting far too excited... But I couldn't help it! My mind was blown, and further blown as shi flicked out her little pink tongue, and cleaned the tip of my cock of its slimy pre-seed. She didn't stop there, however. After placing a few more gentle kisses to my tip, she parted her lips and wrapped the around the head of my member, and gave an audibly loud suckle upon it, almost like a slurp. I jumped, my fur standing on end, moaning pathetically as this happened. Her lips felt so good, and her mouth was so warm within, and wet as her tongue dragged slowly around the tip of my cock while she suckled upon it. One of her hands left my shaft, the other continuing to stroke it gently as she dipped her fingers down between her own legs... No doubt she was playing with herself.

"Mmmgh, Jessica..." I moaned. I immediately thought I shouldn't have, as she pulled her lips off my cock with a loud smooching sound, and looked up at me.

"... Do you like that, Kazuo?" She asked me in that timid tone of voice.

Answering without hesitation I said, "I love it."

"Could... Could you um... do me?" She asked, looking up to me with a blush. I looked back down at her, my eyes wide in surprise. I didn't expect her to ask me that... But I nodded. I wanted her to have the same pleasure she had so kindly given to me. With that, she stood up again, and kissed my cheek with a soft purr that made my ear twitch. Carefully then, I seized enough control of me to take the lead, resting my hands on her smooth hips and turning us around so that her back was to the tree. I then mimicked her previous actions, kissing her cheek softly, and then her neck, and then her collarbone. I paused there, however, since there as more available to me on her than to her on me. I stopped to admire her large breasts. They stood so proudly on her chest. They were firm, capped with pink nipples on their peaks, and rather hefty... Reaching up, I cupped one in either paw, and caressed them gently while laying another suckling kiss to her collarbone. Her squirming reaction and deep purring was just the thing I expected from her. I carefully trailed lower, barely brushing my lips against her fur, until I was nuzzling into the glorious mounds of her chest... I'll admit now, they appealed to me on a substantial level, as breasts often did with me. I hardly hesitated at all to wrap my lips around one of her nipples, and begin to suckle tenderly upon it. The moan I drew from her, as well as feeling her slender fingers brush through my hair, spurred me on.

I didn't linger long on her breasts, remembering what I had agreed to do... I left her breast after a few moments, and slowly knelt down onto my knees, kissing down her abdomen until my lips were pursing in smooches against her inner thighs. I made absolutely certain to tease her... Purring loudly, I would barely brush my lips against her thighs, tickling her with my fur until she was squirming and whimpering, until I was certain she was craving for me to continue. I blushed deeply at my own antics, but continued nonetheless, gazing in between her thighs as she spread them at her sex. It was wet, her juices glistening in the moonlight, and I purred, leaning in to very carefully lick around and over her slit, cleaning off all the juices there... Jessica had a fairly unique taste. Nowhere near pungent, her juices held a delightful taste. As such, I had no problem pushing my muzzle between her thighs after she had reached down and spread her sex's lips for me.

Purring deeply, I rested my paws against her thighs, and flicked my rough, feline tongue out to lick slowly along the exposed pink of her sex. She gasped and shivered in response. I closed my eyes and focused on giving her cunny a few lashes with my tongue, mixed in with slow, gentle licks. She moaned and writhed, doing her best to keep herself spread for me. I marveled in the taste of her juices for a few minutes, before pushing my tongue in against her slit, and trying to push it inside. I twisted and wiggled it, letting my tongue squirm into her sex to give her a deep licking. She loved it. She moaned loudly, and her thighs quivered as she began to pant softly. I would have kept right on going too if she hadn't placed a hand on my head and pulled me away. I looked up into her eyes, and she stared down at me, her cheeks flushed pink. Foreplay was over, that much I knew, and I carefully stood back up and pressed in against her body, my own erection pressing up against her thigh. She kissed me deeply once more, our tongues seeking each other's out. As we kissed, she wrapped her arms around my neck... And when he parted, she shifted, moving so that she could wrap her legs around my mid-section, hanging off my form with her back supported by the tree. Once we were balanced, and I had gripped under her legs to help her remain up, she stared into my eyes. One arm carefully removed itself from around my neck, and she reached down, to take my cock into her delicate fingers, and guide it to her pussy. When I felt the tip of my member touch her sex, I shivered, beginning to pant softly in excitement.

"... Show me what a real man can do, Kazuo..." She whispered into my ear. "... Show me that you're everything your Uncle wishes he was."

I paused, remembering the incident that happened a year before... How my Uncle treated Jessica, and how unhappy she looked. I then looked into her eyes. In the present time, Jessica didn't look unhappy. She looked bashful, but her eyes glimmered with an untold excitement. I simply nodded, biting my lip nervously as I pushed my hips forwards carefully. I closed my eyes as the head of my member pushed through her tight slit, into her even tighter sex. I heard her draw in a breath, and let out an anxious moan. Her hand carefully left my cock, and wrapped back around my neck to hold on as she let me go at my own pace... I pushed the first couple of inches inside. Her inner walls clenched me tight, making me gasp. I wasn't expecting her to be so tight! I shudder involuntarily, and paused a moment to let myself adjust as her inner walls clenched and milked my shaft eagerly... But the actions soon lightened up as I felt Jessica relax. Carefully, I pulled my hips back to thrust in again, pushing a couple more inches of my cock inside of her. I continued to do this, the both of us moaning and purring gently... Until I felt my crotch touch hers... I was all the way inside!

Jessica was murmuring into my ear, encouraging me to continue, pleading me to start thrusting... So I did. I began thrusting at a moderate pace at first. Not too fast, not too hard, but not so slowly, or not too lightly either. I was using what I thought was the perfect medium as I tried to get in nice, full thrusts, drawing out to the head of my member, then thrusting all the way back to the hilt. Every centimeter of movement sent pleasure coursing through my loins, making by groin tingle, and my cock throb in anticipation. At the same time, it made Jessica moan, and her inner walls quiver and clench, milking at me... The feelings were extreme. That slow, gentle fucking was amazing, and allowed for me to feel every bit of pleasure. My cock must have been drooling pre-seed inside of her in no time, because after a few minutes, she suddenly got anxious. She began to move back against my thrusts, bucking her hips, and started moaning into my ear, telling me to go harder... Well, when she asked like that... I couldn't say no!

I started to increase my tempo, groaning out in pleasure and gritting my teeth as I did everything I could to withstand the immense pleasure I was feeling. Slowly, gradually, I built up speed, thrusting faster and harder into her maintaining the full thrusts. Eventually, I was truly fucking her. She was gasping, writhing against my body, and moaning repeatedly as I pounded into her. All I could hear other than her moans into my ear were the lewd wet sounds of our lovemaking. I was thrusting my hips as fast and as hard as I could, plowing into that gorgeous maiden as best as my slender form could offer... And she seemed to love it all the same. Her breathing quickened, and eventually became short, sweet gasps for air. She began to pant my name, over and over again, and I could tell she was close. The both of us were working up a sweat, trembling in our lusts, but I kept up for as long as I could... It would all pay off after about five minutes of furious lovemaking. Her body tensed up, and her nails dug into my back as she cried out my name. She clenched tight to me, her inner walls sucked me in and held my like a vie grip, and she came. Her cunny quivered and began to spasm around my cock, clenching and milking it while a sudden rush of hot juices flooded my length and gushed out over my thighs and sac.

Her orgasm sent me over the edge. Keeping myself hilted into her, I pressed as tightly to her body as I could. Her breasts were pressed up against my chest, my muzzle buried in the nook between her neck and her shoulder as I held on for dear life. I felt my testicles draw up against my body, and my cock swelled, as finally it all rushed out. I felt my cock jerk and twitch inside of her, spurt after spurt of hot seed jetting from my erection, and deep inside of her. She moaned, and shuddered, her inner walls milking me all over again as I came. It seemed like hours. My head was spinning, and she milked every gush out of me, until I was dry... But then I collapsed. My legs gave out, and we fell back onto the ground with a hard thud, but I hardly minded... I lay on my back on the ground, with her atop me, both of us panting, glowing in the moonlight as sweat made our bodies glitter. I just basked in the afterglow, closing my eyes and holding her tight against my body... We confessed our love for each other several more times as we lay there. We must have lay there for hours, as the sun was coming up before we finally went inside...

I had finally told Jessica how I felt, and I couldn't have been happier... But it wasn't over yet.

I had woken up around two in the afternoon that day. I was worn-out, and tired from the previous night's activities... But things were more difficult then. I had decided the previous night that I was going to tell my parents - no, tell everyone how I really felt. I wasn't going to go along with this arranged marriage, and no matter what my parents said or done, I wasn't going to co-operate... I wanted Jessica... No one else would do. So that night at dinnertime, I sat next to Jessica, holding her hand beneath the table as we ate... She had encouraged me to do what I thought was right... And with her there, I felt I could do it. So when dinner was nearly over, I suddenly stood from my spot, smoothing out my white dress shirt as I did.

"I have an announcement," I said, getting everyone's attention - My Mother, my Father, Jiro, Sasha, and even Jessica's.

"... I love you Mother, Father," I began, "But I have thought about the decision you recently made for me... The decision to arrange a marriage between me, and a woman I don't know... And I just can't do it... I can't do it, because... I love someone else."

I let that linger for a while, and let everyone soak it in until my Father spoke up.

"But... who?" He asked.

"I..." I paused, looking to Jessica, who was staring at me. I took a deep breath. Y heart was beating like a jackhammer. Carefully, I reached down and grasped Jessica's hand, looking down at her.

"I love Jessica." I announced. My parents, and Sasha looked surprised. "I know you want what's best for me, but I can't deny it... I love Jessica. I've loved her for so long, and I can't hold it back any more... I want to be with her, not some woman I don't know anything about... I want her... she's beautiful, sweet, smart, dependable... She's everything I want in a woman... And I'm sorry... But if you plan to go through with this... I would sooner die than be with anyone else."

There was silence then. Jessica smiled at me, and I smiled back at her, blushing deeply before adjusting my glasses... Though suddenly, I hear clapping. My ears shot up before my eyes had a chance to, though they quickly followed. Looking up, I saw and heard Jiro slowly clapping. Clap... clap... clap... It was a slow clap. Soon, though, Sasha joined in, and the clapping sped up. My parents then also joined in, and the dining room was filled with applause. I was confused. I looked to Jessica, who also looked confused and flustered like I did. I looked back to them, and the clapping died down as Jiro stood up.

"Way to go, mate!" He said to me with a beaming smile. "We were wondering how long it'd take you to finally get things straight."

With my mind reeling, I couldn't help but let out a breathless, "Wha...?"

"Your friend told us that you adored Jessica," My mother explained. "He said that you really loved her, and talked about her all the time... Your Father and I thought about it, and we were right in saying that you needed someone..."

"Jiro gave us this idea." My father explained. "And we went along with it."

I slowly pieced everything together in my mind. Apparently, Jiro had told my parents what I said the night we arrived. He probably thought I would never approach Jessica myself without a push, and devised a plan to have my parents scare me into finally coming clean and confessing my feelings to Jessica. I did, too, and it worked flawlessly. Looking to Jessica, she looked shocked. She probably had figured it out as well. She blushed deeply, and timidly looked away. I looked to Jiro then, and raised a brow, letting to of Jessica's hand.

"Jiro... You did this?" I asked.

"Damn straight, mate." Answered.

Gritting my teeth, I continued, "This was all just a plan?"

He nodded and said, "Yep. Aren't you happy your old pal is looking out for you?"

"Well, old pal..." I said, my anger suddenly building with my embarrassment. I stood up and ran around the table as quickly as I could, giving Jiro a glare of death He jumped up from his seat and hid behind Sasha as I came around.

"I'll kill you!" I yelled, my parents now laughing hysterically.

"But I helped you!" Jiro protested. "Sasha, save me!"

"You got yourself into this..." Sasha said with a grin before she pushed her chair out and stood, up, walking away. "... You can get yourself out."

I ran after Jiro, who high-tailed it out the front door... I chased him for a good twenty minutes before giving up. I had to admit, he did do me a favor, and a favor that I'd remember the next time I got the chance to meddle in his love life. Regardless, however, I spent the remainder of the month at that cottage with my parents, Jessica, Jiro and Sasha. It was an enjoyable month. Afterwards, Jessica had agreed to come home with me, and my parents let her go. We both lived in my little flat together. I worked still, even if I didn't really need to, and she worked as well to keep herself busy, working as a for-hire maid. We also made love several times a week. My life couldn't have been happier. Though a couple of months later...

"K-Kazuo...?" Jessica whispered, as she lay with me in my singular bed, snuggled up against me.

"... Yeah?" I asked, half-asleep.

She then said something that changed my life forever, both filling me with fright, and immense happiness.

She said...

"... I think I'm pregnant."