There is a quiet tension in the air, as if the world was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. The rumble of an engine, and the crunch ...of gravel shatters the stillness, but the strange tension remains. The mud splattered truck pulls into the open garage, before shutting off. The driver sits inside the vehicle for a moment, before opening the door, and pulling out his bags. The young man doesn't look like he grew up here. His skin is to pale to have spent most of his time. "You live here like this Kmart?" Veronique looked disparagingly aroundthe apartment.Veronique had barged into the apartment as soon as Taylor opened thedoor."It's Walmart! I bought my clothes at Walmart!' Taylor stamped her footindignantly."Tomayto - tomahto. Tomorrow we will go shopping and I will dress youlike you own your own company. I need to be able to sell you Taylor;you are part of the PostPay brand now." Veronique continued to lookaround the little apartment with distain. "We'll. Female. I was trying to suppress my reaction to the half-feline, half-human form that the best evidence told me was once a fully human and very desirable actress. I could imagine, dispassionately, that someone with fantasies involving the fondling of furry animals might be enthralled with this sight, but as with many fantasies, the reality was starkly different than the imagination which gave it birth.Her body was literally covered in fine fur, fur that even from a short distance away simply. We spent the first night drinking lots of vodka and catching up. When we finally turned in for the night I lay in bed and while the room spun, I listened as Derrick fucked Darcie in the room next to mine. I quietly jerked off while I listened to her moan for more, just like college. The next few days were a blur. We watched movies, had a massive snowball fight with the powder that had already fallen on the mountain, I think we even baked a cake one night. Darcy hadn’t really participated in any.