{"sf1_id":818424,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The Gorilla of my Dreams","author":"StGeorgesHorse","words":5511,"posted_at":"2015-02-11T12:57:00.000Z","tags":["Bestiality","Great Ape","Hand Job","Human","Koko","M/F","Oral","Primate","Sign Language","Vaginal","Zoophilia","ape","cunnilingus","gorilla"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/818424-the-gorilla-of-my-dreams","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/818424","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=818424\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#29 of A Real Animal Lover\n\nThis was a story idea suggested to me by a reader, and I joked about using his idea literally, and then I decided that it was possible after all. Here is the result.","content":"               There\nare some stories that probably shouldn't be told.     This is one of them.                I have\nno intention of setting down dates, though the location will be easy enough to\ntrack down. The conditions surrounding are rather odd, to say the least, but\nthen I suppose that could be said for a lot of my stories. But this is one of\nseveral that occurred in places that were not under my control, and therefore\nsubject to discovery and possible retribution; even if ultimately nothing bad\nhappened.                Only In\nthis case, my partner was more than capable of telling on me.                Her\nname was Koko.                Yes, as\na matter of fact, I am talking about that Koko, the rather famous gorilla who\nonce tried to drag an equally famous human into her private quarters for some clandestine\nnefarious purpose the comedian thankfully dismissed as hilarious. There was a\nreason she was interested in him, and it's not just because girls like a guy\nwho can make them laugh.                She had\ngotten a taste once and she wanted some more.                Koko,\nif you don't know already, was a domestically born gorilla, making her\nappearance on the fourth of July in 1971. I won't bother mentioning her\ntrainer/owner, other than to use her nickname of Penny.                The\nidea behind the experiment that Koko essentially became the sole participant in\nwas in teaching sign language to a great ape. To this day there is some debate\nover how much she really understood, but she was effective in communicating her\nwishes and feelings using a wide array of gestures. Thankfully, she was never\ntaught one for sex, at least not before I was there. Otherwise, I think she\nwould have told on me; or maybe I should say, she would have bragged about me\nand gotten us both in trouble.                 My\npurpose in even visiting the place where she was had been nothing more than\nprofessional curiosity. I hope you don't imagine that I went from place to\nplace merely for the chance to undo my zipper. If that were the case I would\nhave settled down on a farm a long time ago.                I was\ncurious about this experiment, and along with several others observers, went to\nspend a few days to see how she fared with her learning. A lot of people were\ntrying to debunk it while others hoped to copy it, but I think that many were\nlooking for something wrong with it to debunk it on religious grounds. It's\nhard to think of yourself as being superior to other life forms if they can\nmanage to communicate with you in an understandable language of your creation.                What's\nthat you ask? Why not just teach an ape to talk? It's structurally impossible.\nHumans have a hyoid bone, and this is the single item in our bodies that makes\nspeech possible. So take it away, and there is no capability for speech. But a\nbrain allows for all sorts of communication, and apes are well versed in making\nthemselves understood.                 So now,\nwith that detail out of the way, allow me to continue. There were mostly women\nwith Koko, a gender bias that I think was purposeful. No one ever commented on\nit that I know of, but I think it was done to keep her distractions to a\nminimum. I mean think about it; a lone female gorilla kept away from her own\nkind most of the time, going through her puberty and then reaching adulthood?\nI'm sure she knew quite well the difference between men and woman, even if she\nnever saw any others of her own kind. But what could she ever do about it when\nshe had the urge those hormonal changes caused in her?                I could\nonly guess some of the innovative ways she might have available to her, though\nI doubt anything like that would ever have shown up in the data being published\nby her trainer. People tended to ignore that fact that animals had feelings and\ndesires too.                So, where\ndo I fit in? Somewhere right there between her hips...                Yeah, I\nknow.  Cut the funny stuff and get to the\nstory. Well, it happened like this.                 We were\nwatching her communicate one day, with an assistant signing to her, all the\nwhile Koko signing back. She had quite a variety signs and signals, but she\nseemed a bit distracted. She could see into the room where we were, and she\nkept glancing over to look in on her admirers. She signed something to the\nassistant, who signed back, until it looked like the two were in a heated\nargument. The assistant finally got up and came into the next room, where we\nwere observing.                \"Excuse\nme, but it appears that Koko would like to talk with one of you.\"                Needless\nto say, this created a sensational stir in the room. We all shuffled out to the\nmain area, where a pair of gorilla eyes followed us as we entered. It was then\nthat I really paid attention to the fact that the other observers were all female.\nI mean, it had been a little weird, considering the decade, but not totally\nweird. Woman had been working their way into the science fields and I was all\nfor it. I knew a lot of smart women, including a few that came close to\nattracting way too much of my interest. Sadly for them, none of them had that\nanimal magnetism I so desired.                Koko\nhad her face pressed up against the glass, and was making little grunts. The\nassistant turned and signed to her. She signed back. The woman smiled\nsheepishly at me. \"Apparently she would like to see you close-up.\"                 I\nshrugged, quite honored at the request for a face-to-face meeting with the one\nI had come to observe myself. She was in her cage, though that is hardly a good\nword for it. It was really a room with blankets, toys and it occupied one wall\nof the main room, with another viewing window in the room where we were seated.                Koko\nsigned to me, but I have to admit I didn't know very much sign language. I had\nlearned a little out of curiosity before coming here, but it wasn't a talent I\nhad any practical use for. I caught a bit of what she said, but some words were\nunique to her system of signing. The assistant signed back. The gorilla signed\nagain.                \"She\nwants to know what you are. I'm not sure what she means.\"                I\nsmiled. I didn't know either. \"I'm a veterinarian. Can you tell her that?\"                \"Sure!\nWhere at?\"                I told\nhere where I was currently employed. She turned to the cage and carried on a\nquick conversation. Then she started laughing; the assistant that is, not the\ngorilla.                  \"What's\nso funny?\" I asked, confused what a gorilla could possibly say that would be\nhumorous.                 The\nlady was giggling uncontrollably. \"She says that you are a doctor. She says\nthat she feels sick.\"                \"I\nsee.\" If was obvious that she wasn't sick. The only other possibility was that\nshe was curious about me and wanted an up close and personal inspection. It\nmade sense in a way; for she could tell there was something different about me,\neven if the matter of sexual diversity wasn't a strong point with her. I just\nwasn't too sure about getting in with her, or even if it would be allowed.                I spoke\nmy mind. \"I hear she's a doll, but that's a lot of muscular animal to trust my\nlife with.\"                The\nassistant chuckled. She signed something to the gorilla, which made a face and\nsigned back.                \"She\nsays that you're funny.  Why would she\nhurt someone as cute as you?\"                That\nstartled me. \"Did she serious say cute?\"                \"Well,\nnot precisely. It's a matter of interpretation. She compared you to a kitten.\nShe's always wanted a kitten.\"                \"I see.\nWhat would your boss say about a stranger getting in there with her?\"                \"I\ndon't know. She's let others in before, but she's away at a conference right\nnow. I'm not sure what the repercussions would be.\"                I\nshrugged. \"Then we won't worry about it. I don't want anyone getting in\ntrouble.\" At this point I was more than curious about her, having spent a lot\nof time with her smaller, and much more amorous cousin back at my first job.                But\nwhen I turned to head back to my seat, Koko pounded the floor. There was a\nbrief exchange between the human and the ape. The woman turned to me, feeling\nflustered. \"She's says that you are to stay.\"                I\nlooked at Koko and smiled. I turned to the lady. \"Tell her I will for a little\nwhile.\"                That\nseemed to satisfy the ole girl, for she went back to her lessons. I was\nintrigued with the way she had learned to manipulate her environment. She had\nlied, saying she was sick, because she found out I was a vet, which I'm sure\ntranslated as \"animal doctor.\" Then she made a fuss when I was going to go back\nto the viewing room. She was one smart girl.                I sat\nand learned a little myself, making the hand signs, and associating them with\nwhat they meant. It was a lot like normal sign language, but with modifications\nto allow for her limited association with a lot of silly human concepts.                 One\nthat I had to ask about was the one she kept using when she would throw glances\nmy way. The embarrassed assistant told me it was the word for love. I was\nflattered, but I doubted that she knew the real meaning of that. I was guessing\nshe was associating her loneliness with the need for someone to be close to\nher, and more importantly, someone of the opposite sex. There was no such thing\nas a solitary ape. They were social creatures and where she didn't have\nexposure to her own kind, she was learning to made do with what she had.                \"Tell\nher that I like her too. Tell her she is very pretty.\"                The\nlady stared at me. \"Are you sure? She might take it the wrong way!\"                \"Wrong\nway?\" The fact was, I had a devious little plan cooking. Since the leader of\nthis project was away, I might be able to stretch things a little.                \"Yes.\nIf she thinks you're mocking her, she might get angry.\"                \"But\nI'm not mocking her. I do think she is beautiful.\"                She\nrelayed my message, and Koko hooted and shook. I smiled at her, and the damn\ngirl smiled back. The assistant was flabbergasted.                 \"She is\nsigning now that she wants you to stay. I think this is worse than her getting\nmad.\"                \"Why?\nWould there be any harm in spending the night?\"                \"I'm\nnot authorized to...\"                \"When\nwill your boss be back?\"                \"Not\nfor three days.\"                \"Then I\nwon't tell. And if you won't tell, all we need to do is to convince Koko not to\ntell.\"                \"I'm\nnot sure...\"                \"If I\nleave and she gets mad, she might hurt herself or something worse. If I stay, I\nthink I can take care of myself. I think it might be a learning experience for\nboth of us.\"                \"But I\ncould get fired!\"                \"Ask\nKoko that if I stay, will she keep it a secret.\"                \"I\ndon't know if she'll understand that.\"                \"Tell her\nthat she can't tell anyone else about this if I stay.\"                She\ndid, but only reluctantly. Koko agreed immediately. There was still some\nreluctance on the part of the assistant, but I think we pretty much railroaded\nher into doing it. The door was opened to the cage and I climbed in with her. I\ngot an immediate hug. I could have lost ribs with the strength of those arms,\nbut she was very gentle. She pursed her lips and kissed me on the cheek.  I was going to do the same but she grabbed my\nhead and planted one right on the lips. I must say, I was mildly surprised, but\nworse ( for the moment) I found myself completely turned on.                I\nwaited until she let me go, gave a \"what can you do\" look to the assistant, and\nurged them to continue as if I wasn't there. Koko had a hard time\nconcentrating, but she got better when I acted like I was learning too. Well,\ntruthfully I was. I figured if I was really going to spend the night, I might\nneed to know a few more words.                I\nstayed through the afternoon, and when the others left, I was still there,\npracticing my words and even eating a bowl of fruit with her. She was\ndelighted, sharing from her bowl and taking some from mine. It was at this\npoint that I was seeing the error of my ways. She was very quickly getting\nattached to me, and I knew that was never going to go over well with anyone\nhere. It wasn't the attachment, but the breakup that was going to have to\nhappen in the morning. I wasn't sure how gorilla's felt about one night stands.                The\nassistant fretted right up to when she had to leave. \"This is highly irregular\nyou know,\" she said as I waved her away.                \"I'll\nbe fine. And I promise I'll report anything unusual to you when you return.\nWhich will be what time?\"                \"I'll\nbe in by seven. Please make sure nothing happens to her or my ass is grass!\"                \"I\npromise that'll I'll do everything she wants from me. At least, as far as I\nunderstand sign language.\"                The\nplace was locked up; including me in the cage with Koko, so neither of us was\ngoing anywhere til morning. I was alright with that, and she was downright\npleased. I had been gently fending her off the whole time, but once we were\nalone, I relaxed. I signed the word for hug\nto her, and she responded by wrapping me in those long arms and sighing.                The\npoor girl didn't seem to get enough attention it seemed, though I was hardly\nfeeling that was really the case. I think it was a matter of getting the\nattention she really, really needed. I wasn't going to push matters, but I\nwasn't going to be squeamish either. I knew quite well what I was capable of,\nand was curious to find out what she had in mind. This was first time that a\npartner could actually say what they wanted, or didn't want, in a fairly clear\nmanner. The funny thing was; I would be at the disadvantage this time around.                I was\nsitting on the floor with her, and I turned and did my best to hug her back.\nShe had the advantage and for a moment she didn't let go. I finally moved a\nlittle and she relented to let me loose. However, I wasn't prepared to\ndisappoint her. I shift and got around to her side, and mimicking her species\ngrooming behavior, ran my fingers through her fur until she was a relaxed\npuddle.                I moved\nand let her slide to the floor, where I continued to scratch her skin and work\nover her fur. She was free from parasites of course, but grooming is very\nsoothing to apes, and it helps to build emotional bonds. Yes, I know it was\nsomething I shouldn't have been doing, but I didn't see any other choice in\ngaining her confidence. At this point, I was going for the gold.                I tickled\nher sides a little and she went into a fit of apish laughter. I couldn't help\nbut laugh too. She signed for me to do it again and I did, working my fingers\ndown her sides to her hips. Her laughter settled down and abruptly stopped when\nI worked my way to this inside of her thighs. She put her hands behind her head\nand stared at me, as if wondering what I was up to. When you have this much\ngorilla staring you down, you make your next move very carefully.                I\nmassaged her thighs, working my way to the point where they met. She seemed to\nrelax again and even hoot a little as I got closer to my target. I don't think\nanyone or anything had ever had the audacity to get this close and personal\nunless it was her normal veterinarian while she was out cold. She had the\nstrength to tear your arm out of its socket, so she wasn't a girl you wanted to\npiss off.                I\nworked my way to her slit and massaged the area outside for a moment before\nusing my fingers to part the dark skin and expose the vibrant pink hidden\nbelow. I cautiously stuck a finger down in it, find it wet and warm. She lifted\nher head again, watching me as I played with her. Then the head went back down\nagain. It seemed she was alright with this game.                I\nshifted around between her legs before deciding that it would be far easier to\nstrip now than later.  I sat up and\nquickly unbuttoned my shirt, and then went to removing my shoes, socks and\npants. She watched it all with a rapt attention that said this was a novelty\nfor her. She was pursing her lips and making little calls that echoed around\nthe room. I think she would have really gotten off at a Chippendale's show.                She\ntook immediate interest in our anatomical differences, or maybe I should say in\nmine from hers. She sat up and stared at me, perhaps seeing an unclothed human\nfor the very first time. I saw her eyes go to my crotch, and for the time being\nher interest in feeling my touch was replaced with touching of her own. I\nwinced in preparation for some manhandling but was pleasantly surprised by the\ndelicacy of her touch. Her fingers wrapped around my stiff cock and pulled ever\nso slightly on it.                 A slight smile came to her lips as she pushed\nme down and climbed on top. I was never partial to fat girls and Koko was no\nlightweight. She was a good two hundred pounds if not more, but she held herself\nup as she straddled me, her ass in my face.                She was\nsniffing my cock, and I was still hanging on the edge wondering what she would\ndo. As exciting as this sounds, the thought of losing your manhood to an\nanimal, even a smart one like this, was a little daunting. But I felt her sniff\nonce or twice and then she put her lips over the end. Her tongue came out and\nlicked the tip.                I was\ngetting a blow job from an ape!                Yes, I\nknow that she probably had no idea what that was. She was just examining me by\ntasting. Animals do that sort of thing all the time, but I swear to you now\nthat she kept at it for long enough that I was rethinking my assumption. And\nsince I had her right in front, I figured a little return on the favor was in\norder.                I\nleaned up and grabbed her hips, putting my face where my fingers had been\nbefore. She was a little musky, but since she was healthy and bathed regularly,\nit wasn't an unpleasant experience.  The\nfirst lick I gave her brought her head up. The second had her head down again\nas she resumed licking my cock.                I was\ntotally taken in by this, but in my sadly over analytical mind, All I could see\nwere potential newspaper headlines; Man Rapes Gorilla!                And\nyet, this wasn't what it was by any means. She was sitting on me at the moment,\nand I wasn't going anywhere. Nor did I want to. Her mouth was as athletic as\nthe rest of her, and that tongue and those lips were treating me like a banana.                That is\nto say, I think she found me ap-peeling.                Sorry; that\njust had to be said.                I was\nlicking her slit, nuzzling in deeper so that I could engage my tongue. Her\nbackside pressed into my face as I did, and I could feel her toes dig into my\nsides. Her fingers were locked almost painfully around my legs as she went down\nrepeatedly, more in response to what I was doing than to any real understanding\nof oral sex.                I on\nthe other hand understood it completely, and I soon had her rocking on my face\nand hooting to beat the band. I'm sure that if anyone had been around, the\nnoise would have been heard three rooms over. I'm pretty sure that gorillas\nweren't the sexual powerhouses that their cousins the bonobos were, but if this\never caught on in gorilla society, males might not be dominant anymore.                 She\neventually gave up on her oral investigation of my crotch in favor of sitting\nup hooting as I licked her out. She was grinding her ass into my face with\nenough force to make it hurt. I was therefore relieved when she was. I somehow\ndoubt that great ape sex in the wild was anything on par with this. Considering\nthat males weren't well endowed and the act was usually over with quickly, I\nthink this girl was getting the royal treatment.                She was\nstill twitchy when she rolled off and on the floor, returning to stretching out\non her back. Her feet were jerking a little, and her eyes were wide. If I\ndidn't already know the reason, I would have guessed that she had been given\nsome sort of drug.                I was\nstill plenty hard, for just because she got off didn't mean that I had the\nchance.  But even now I was still\nweighing in the possibility of doing her some damage. Maybe you know it and\nmaybe you don't, but compared to their size, male gorillas have relatively\nsmall penises.  Humans have the largest\nin comparison than all the other primates. So despite her overall size, my cock\nmight be more than she could handle.                I know\nwhat I did with my little bonobo girl. But different species are built in\ndifferent ways. This was going to be a reckoning if there ever was one. I mean,\nafter all, I was essentially taking her virginity. I doubt it was a big deal in\nthe animal kingdom, but we're talking ape here, not a donkey or a deer. But if\nI got in there and it hurt, I had a feeling she was going to let me know.                She was\non her back, her legs waving in the air, and a dreamy look on her face. I think\nshe was still stoned from that rush of endorphins. I figured now was as good a\ntime as any and dropped on her, wiggling my cock to get it where it needed to\nbe. It was still slick with her saliva, so I hoped it was enough lubrication to\nsqueeze in.                It was.\nShe was so taken in by the situation that she brought up her toes and grabbed\nme by the hips and pulled me close. Thus, in the end, the driving force behind\ndriving me inside was all her.                 I was\nrather surprised by both the extreme tightness and the fact that I was able to\nsink in all the way. I guess I couldn't help but think of her as a big chimp,\nsince that's what I had experience with. Even more promising was the gurgling\nsound she made. As it was, her toes were presently tight enough on my skin to\nleave bruises, and she was using her strong legs to push me up and then drop me\nback down. She needed this far more desperately than I could ever have\nimagined.                 I\nwisely chose to let her do the work, eventually getting into her rhythm and\nallowing her to relax the grip from her toes. Thankfully, the situation was\nsuch that I could ignore the divots in my flesh to focus on the joy of pounding\nher into submission. She was big and tough, so submission wasn't a likely\nscenario. I had a feeling I would wear out long before she did.                I had\ndone a few big cats in this position, but never had I ever done a beast this\nbig in a missionary position except for the panda. But even the panda lacked\nthe sexual energy that Koko had. And the panda never had the ability to dictate\nits desires to me. Koko was signing in the air, and I was doing my best to\nfigure out what she was saying.                The\nbest I could make out was; feeland good, and the sign for hug. I think she was showing her\napproval for this very intimate hug. I signed (I think) that I agreed with her\nassessment. Her hands and feet went down to the floor and she forced her hips\nup and off the floor a good three or four inches. And damn if she hardly\nwavered as I pounded it in deep. She was proving just how strong she was.                I drove\nit home for a good ten minutes before I blew. She held herself up the entire\ntime. When she felt me ejaculate and collapse on top, she dropped down and\nwrapped her feet and arms around me.  It\ncould feel her arms moving, and it took me a moment to realize she was signing.\nI had no idea what it was, since it was behind my back.                I\nwhispered to her, hoping she understood English. \"I don't understand you Koko,\nbut if you're saying that you enjoyed it, that makes two of us.\"                She\nhugged me tight and made cooing sounds.                After a\nlittle while she relaxed and started grooming me again. She was grunting and\nmaking little sounds of contentment as she ran her fingers through my hair. I\nhave to admit that it was both sensual and satisfying. I was looking her right\nin the face, and while she would spare me the occasional glance, she almost\nseemed embarrassed now that we were done.                I\nsigned the word for thank you and she stopped and looked at me. It took me several\ntries to understand her reply.                Her signing\nwas literal, and it took me a moment to work it out. Koko not bad?                I\nsigned clumsily back. Koko is very good girl                Her\nface lit up.                Stay?                Ouch!\nNow that was the problem I had feared.  No.\nKoko  stay. I leave. Must.                She\nthought on that. More?                I had\nto think what she meant. I touch her between her legs. Her lips parted. I\nsigned for what she had said. More? She nearly vibrated in place.                I\nsmiled and nodded, this time saying it out loud. \"Oh, definitely more. But we\nmust be done soon. If we both are too tired in the morning, we'll be in\ntrouble.\"                I don't\nknow that she understood all of that, but she understood the gist of it. She\ncurved her mouth into a smile and looked me straight in the face. She made a\nquick sign that I translated as fun and I signed it back. She hugged\nme again, and while in her embrace, I slipped a hand down to her crotch and started\nplaying again. Her hips wiggled and her hooting picked up in volume.                Her\ntoes found my semi-rigid cock and began to play with it. It was an amazing\nthing, feeling how nimble those toes were. Unlike humans, gorillas had very\ndexterous digits on their feet. And despite their leathery look, that dark skin\nwas very soft and supple.                It\ndidn't take long for me to harden back up. She seemed to recognize what that meant\nand dropped back on her back. I followed right behind her and retook my\nposition on top. Considering how many years she had existed alone, she was a\nquick learner. I was still thinking however, on what she was going to do once I\nleft. Which was when I spied the banana left over from earlier. The question\nwas, should I teach her something like masturbation?                The\nanswer was, not just yet. Round two had just begun. She was so into this that I\nthink she could have done the sound-over to an x-rated Tarzan movie. Trust me,\nif we had been in the jungle, the steaminess would have increased tenfold.  In fact I had seen a few porno flicks in my\nday, and this girl had more energy than any of the tired old things that had\nstarred in them. Of course, what we were doing broke all kinds of human and\nnatural laws and if it had been put down on film, even the worst of the stuff\non the black market would have looked tame by comparison.                Seriously.\nA guy fucking a gorilla. No one would ever believe it. They'd be looking for\nthe seam or zipper in the costume.                The\nonly seam she had was the one I was ripping into at the moment. She had her\nlegs wrapped around me and was using her muscles to enhance my thrusts. Ok, in truth\nshe was doing it all herself. I was simply the tool to scratch a long existing\nitch and she was rubbing it with all the gusto she could muster. It was a good\nthing I had some pain killers back at my hotel room, because lord knows, I was\ngoing to need them come morning.                Oh, it\nwasn't that bad. But she was very vigorous, to the point that I think she could\nhave given a silverback a run for his money. When I came again, it was very\nnearly in time with hers. I even lost a little of my hearing for a bit from the\nvolume of throaty yell she let loose.                That\nwas it for me. I rather figured we end up falling asleep, so I got dressed\nagain in preparation for a few hours rest. She seemed disappointed that I\ncovered up the good parts, but I signed \"sleep\" and she sighed and balled up\nher blankets into a nest. It was obvious she still had plenty of energy, so I\ngrabbed the long yellow fruit and held it up in front of her.                She\nsigned food, but I signed back fun.                I\nslipped it between her legs and watched her eyes light up. I knew I had just\nunleashed a beast, but what was done was done. I pushed it in, and she lay back\nand gurgled with joy. I took her hand and placed it on the stem and pushed it\nin and out until she got the hang of it. It was a bit thinker than I was, but\nwith her recent expansion in that region, it was able to squeeze in the entire\nway.                She got\noff for the next hour, and I had no way of explaining to her that eventually\nthat banana was going to go even softer than I did. It dawned on me though that\nher food probably included carrots, with might prove to be a better toy than\nthe banana especially if she tightened up again. Their natural narrow tip was\nmore suited to her anatomy.                We\nfinally fell asleep, but not before I \"talked\" to her. I spoke and signed,\ntrying to get her to understand that she had to keep this all a secret. I had a\nfeeling the assistant wasn't going to be mentioning it to her boss, and Koko\ntherefore was the only other witness. I think I got it through her head, and we\nfell asleep wrapped up in each other's arms.                Come morning,\nwhich came all too quickly, we were awakened by the assistant as promised. She\nlooked both relieved and tired. Apparently she hadn't slept well worrying about\nmy safety.                 \"I'm\nfine! She's a real doll, and we had a bit of a slumber party, though she is a\nfar better linguist than I am. She's really quite remarkable.\"                Koko\nwas sitting beside me and was rapidly signing to the woman. For me it was like being\nable to speech French, but not being fast enough to catch what others were\nsaying.                 When it\nwas all sorted out, I guess what the ole girl had said was, that I was a\nwonderful cuddle kitten and that she wished I could stay. Since we had gone\nover that, I made a few signs to reinforce that thought. She looked sad, but\nshe pulled me in and gave me a hug. When she let go, she signed thank\nyou and dropped her eyes.                I\nleaned in and kissed her broad nose. \"No Koko, thank you!"}