A large hand comes up and twines itself in my hair, holding my head against him so I can’t move. ‘What’s wrong?’ I whisper against his ear and... run my tongue along his earlobe. He chuckles. ‘Nothing’s wrong. It’s just too right…’ He moves and stares into my eyes. The intensity scares me. Whatever shreds of reserve I had melt away under his stare and his slightly upward curving lips. ‘I think… I’m going to go take a cold shower and go to sleep on the couch.’ He says but doesn’t move. I kiss him. When he arrived at the transport section a mini bus was waiting. A sergeant with a clipboard stood by the side door. "Johnston?" Yes Sergeant." Put your kit in the back and get aboard, you're the last."Arron dumped his kit in the back of the bus, slammed the doors, then walked round to the side door and boarded. Three faces looked at him and nodded. He didn't know any of them, which was not surprising as several hundred recruits were being trained at any one time. They nodded at him but. Then only I realized my situation. But it was too late to hide. His hand was moving slowly on my thigh as he was noting the reading on the tape. I had closed my eyes one due to shyness and secondly I was feeling that I was floating. Probably he saw my condition.Now his forefinger just touched between my thighs. I didn’t know what to do. Should I push him away? But the feeling was so good that I automatically widened my legs. Babu had slowly started rubbing the center. I kept quiet allowing him. Most of the time, they don't even know I'm around and, when they do, they usually don't realize I'm a cat.Oh, yeah. That's the other thing. When I choose to, I can turn into a human. I guess that sets me apart, too.I discovered this trick a few years ago. I was prowling the stacks in search of any critters foolish enough to enter my demesne. As long as I keep to the shadows and the places between things, I can usually do so unobserved. But, a keen-eyed observer will occasionally pick me out and.