She looks super tough, and gorgeous

Oh my god! Those muscles must glisten beautifully in the sun.

Name? Monica.

I can guarantee that they shine like the brightest diamond, also really great name suggestion but I was thinking a name that starts with D.

Doria?

That's pretty good, I like the meaning thanks.

My heart beats to the theme of the JAWS movie. Slowly it beats until I spot her, as I move closer my heart pounds faster, faster as I get closer, her muscular form flexing with with each pull, the muscle and sinew rippling beneath her grey textured skin, my heart beats faster, her sweat glistening as it rolls down her perfect form, my heart beats faster, her shear size, my hearts beats faster, the gleam of her bone white and razor sharp teeth as she grits out one more rep, my heart beats faster, suddenly she turns and notices me, seeing her piercing blue eyes sparkle like the purest sapphires, and much like the theme to the movie my heart slows until it stops, and collapse in font of her, laid to waist such as many men are by her Amazonian physique, intimidating stature and the shear power of her beauty!

She'd look at you on the floor for a few seconds, then pick you up and carry you to the first aid station, staying by your side to make sure you're OK.

*Still woozy Chance looks up and sees they muscular shark standing over him.* Beautiful and kind........*he sighs* I'm dead...I've died or...or I'm.....I'm in a coma and my mind is playing tricks on me....*he suddenly realizes he's not dead or in a coma* Oh no.....oh I'm not dead...you are really here. Oh crap, I'm sorry for bothering you. B.b.bbbut thanks for bringing me here. *He looks down sheepishly*

*She looks at Chance with a smile or at least Her Terminator-like interpretation of a smile* No you're not dead, if you were I won't be able to give you this. *She gently grabs the underside of Chances face and plants a kiss in His lips, the kiss lingers for just long enough then She pulls away giving Chance one last look and leaves returning to Her set leave Chance sitting on the first aid table, a large lipstick stain printed over His mouth*

*Chance lays on the table for a moment basking in the after glow, tuning his head he watches as statuesque shark walks away his eyes fixed on her muscular form.* Wow she is beautiful. *He absentmindedly says to himself.* Ya, and she'd probably break you in half. *The lady ferret tending his wounds smirked.* Oh I don't know....I think she may have a softer touch that nobody really gets......*Chance sits bolt upright and leaps off the table, scrambling to get on his feet and dragging the various medical equipment attached to him* HHEEEYYY! *The young lady ferret exclaims, as Chance chases after the Amazonian shark, the commotion of dragging medical gear and the screaming ferret.* Ma'am..........ma'am wait, please wait.... *Chance stumbles as the cords get tangled around his legs, and falls flat on his face at the feet of the powerful sharkette. She looks down at him puzzled, the blood pressure cuff hanging off of one of his ram horns.* I...I don't know y...your name....and..and...*Chance climbs to his feet, his tail swishing nervously and he stares at the floor briefly until brings his gaze up, and up and up. Looking up at the heavenly shark and realizing that his 5'7" frame only brings him to eye level with her bosom.* He lock eyes with her.* And...I wanted...I mean I was wondering if I could take you to dinner sometime, if you want, if you don't have anything better to do, if your not married or dating, I mean it's okay if you say no, I realize I'm probably not your type....but............

*She smiles and lets out a brief chuckle* You're persistent... *She turns around and reaches into a duffel bag next to the exercise machine pulling out a pen and notepad, She writes Her name and number onto the top page, tears it off and hands it to Chance* My name Doria and i guess i'll see you tomorrow *She leans in towards Him and give's him a quick kiss on the cheek, picks up Her bag and heads for the showers, She looks back at Him standing there clutching the note covered in dangling wires* Oh do me a favour, don't pass out next time *She blows Him a kiss and disappears into the shower block*

*Chance stands there befuddled, clutching the slip of paper and blushing as she jokes him* I make no promises. *He waves as she blows him a kiss and heads into the showers. Chance plops down on the bench of the exercise machine.* She said yes....Doria she sounds nice.....she said YES! Oh crap, she said yes......What the hell am I going to do. How do I impress a seven foot tall lady? *The nurse starts removing the stuff from Chance.* Somebody is in over his head, the ferret quips.* Figuratively and literally. *Chance walks out of the gym still clutching the paper and climbs into his truck, thinking about what he could do.* I have no idea what she likes, interests I could call her...to soon.....I could take her to a movie?.....No to boring for a first date. Wonder if she would like sushi? She is a shark she should, right? Okay sushi will work, fancy dinner, check. Oh, isn't there a festival down on the ocean front? *Chance sits in his truck with the window down, enjoying the nice weather as he searches the internet from his phone, oblivious to how much time has passed.*

*Doria strolls out of the gym with Her bag over Her shoulder laughing to herself about the strange man she just met, She reaches into her coat pocket and pulls out Her phone* I gotta tell Chell. *The phone rings for a few seconds before be in picked up* Hallo. *Chell's smooth velvety voice poured out from the phone like silk* Hey guess who has a date? *a large toothy smile painted on her face* Really merveilleux it has been so long has it not? Yeah it has. *the smile fell briefly from her face* Is he nice? *Chell's interest audible in her voice* You assume its a guy. * Chell pauses briefly* Well it must be because why would you date a woman when you have me. *Doria blushes at the thought* Still you didn't answer my question, whats he like? *Doria thinks for a moment* Well he's small i'd say 5'7ish, nice hair, he's very exotic but handsome. *Doria smiles just thinking about him* Ooh la la très bon he sounds VERY nice *The way Chell says very paints a very clear picture* Down girl i found him first *Chell and Doria start laughing* Anyway i gave him my number and the dates tomorrow. Well aren't you progressive giving a man your number and not the other way around. *Chell mocked the apparent inverted gesture* Well i don't think He would have been able to ask for my number with all of his foot in his mouth. *Doria chuckles softly* Sorry I don't understand why was his foot in his mouth. *Chell's confusion was almost audible, Doria sighs and rubs the bridge of her nose* He did't literally have his foot in his mouth. *She sighs* Never mind i'll tell you more about it when i get back. *She ends the call and puts the phone back into Her pocket* I hope he doesn't overthink it.

*Chance sits in his truck engrossed in his phone planing details about tomorrow evening when his ear swivel to the direction of Doria's sensual voice. He pauses and dreamily watches the strapping young lady move across the parking lot. But quickly reality sets back in.* What! Oh crap. *Chance panics as he looks at his watch.* Awwww bollix, I'm still here, she going to think I'm some nut stalker or something. *He hunkers down in his seat for a moment till he becomes self aware, the voice inside his head offering some reason.* She's over seven feet tall you tool, if she walks past she will see you. You might as well get out and see if she like sushi....*With a sigh of determination Chance hops out of his truck and makes his way through the parking lot to the statuesque shark.* Uhhh Doria, excuse me, hi. *She stops and looks down at the still nervous tiger hybrid, the sunlight accentuating her golden hair as is dances in the light breeze, a perplexed look on her brow.* Sorry I'm not stalking you or anything I promise, I'm not very good at this. *Chance takes a breath and looks up that the Herculean lady.* I was....that is...ah...I got into my truck and thought that I didn't know what you like to eat or any of your interests, and that well, being a gentleman I should pick you up on a first date, but you don't know me and I could be some loony, *His eyes widen at the statement, realizing what he just said.* NOT that I am, just you cant be to sure, although given your exquisite physique you could probably rip my arms off and beat me with them. *He lets out a small nervous chuckle* And....And anyways I understand completely I don't want you make you feel uncomfortable, which I'm probably doing right now, but I figured we could meet down at the beach at the pier say around six.....OH and do you like sushi?

*Doria looks down at Chance and smiles, She bends down onto one knee to look face to face with Him, She places her index finger over His mouth to stop His nervous stammering* The beach sounds wonderful and yes i LOVE sushi. *She stands up straight, still looking down at Him* Also for the record you are a loon. *She caresses His cheek* But that's whats enjoyable about you. *She turns around and continues walking home* So six yeah? *Chance nervously confirms* Alright then six, if i see you again before then... *She flexes Her right arm* I'll kill ya. *She says jokingly while looking at Chance over Her bulging bicep* See ya. *She chuckles as She walks away leaving Chance standing stunned and awestruck.

*Even through his grey fur the blushing is very noticeable and his paw holds his cheek where she caressed it. Her shear power leaves him breathless, astonished and wanting her even more. He stands there as she walks away, his internal monologue commenting.* Wow what a woman....beautiful....sexy....patient....and funny.....even with a jacket on you can see her sculpted form....its amazing.....and she doesn't mind me....*he looks down at his paws* she can have any guy she wants or woman for that matter that and she likes me....or well at least tolerates......*A car horn startles him as it brings him out of his Doria fueled day dream, turning to face the car he waves in apology and moves out of the way, looking back to see Doria has disappeared out of sight, he sighs and strolls back to his truck.* Wow what a woman....hell a wonder woman....a goddess. Man I'm not going not going to be able to sleep! I should call Dominic! *He climbs into his truck and calls his buddy. The phone picks up and a grizzled voice picks up.* Yo what up man? Dom, you will never guess what the hell I just did! You starred in your first gay....*Chance cuts him off.* No Dom you pillock, I met somebody today, I have a date tomorrow night! *He exclaims with barely contained excitement* What his name? *Chance's face dead pans. Dominic started off as a coworker but after working a few jobs together they became best friends.* No you Pikey! Her name is Doria, she is a beautiful shark, a body builder or something....well not professionally I think, I don't know but she works out and looks amazing and she seems really sweet. Oh and she makes you look like me standing next to you, she is something like seven foot tall! *They both laugh, as the inside joke has always been between them was their height as Dominic was six foot six, and Chance was a foot shorter but they were like brothers and ribbed each other every chance they got. After the laugh Dominic became serious.* I'm happy for you bro, it's been some time, are you sure you are ready for this buddy? *Chance goes silent for a moment absentmindedly holding the ring on his necklace.* I hope so Dom, I can't stay alone forever, I have to.....*Dom interrupts* Alright buddy, I know its been what, three years now, I just don't want to see you hurt again. That's all I'm saying man. I know Dom, thanks but there is something about her, I don't know. I was just drawn to her. *Chance thinks about Doria and smiles.* So when are you bringing her over? Easy there sparky, I'll bring her out in due time to meet the rest of your crazy family. *Again they both laugh.* Just remember that you were adopted into this family, you its your crazy family too! Let me know how it goes buddy. *Chance smiles, Dominic's family were good people abet a bit eccentric.* Alright Dom, wish me luck! Good luck buddy!

*Doria shuts the door to Her apartment, hanging up Her coat and bag on the hooks by the door* Uhh what a weird day. *She leans against the wall and begins thinking about the strange man She had met* So it sounds like you had fun. *She's snapped out of Her daydream by Her roommate Jem lounging across the sofa watching TV , drinking beer and eating pizza as She often does* Yeah you can say that. *Doria strolls through the living room towards Her bedroom* I'm crashing early got a date tomorrow. Woop de fucking doo I hope you sit on Him. Thanks bitch *Doria grabs the slice of pizza out of Jem's hand as She passes* HEY bitch that was mine. *Doria flips the angry cat the bird as She enters Her bedroom, a thrown beer can bouncing harmlessly off Her back as She goes, Doria closes Her bedroom door and drops into the queen sized bed in the middle of the room, looking up at the ceiling only one question sticks in Her mind* What the fuck am i gonna wear?

*Chance pulls into his driveway and hops out of his truck, he strolls to the mailbox and pulls out the mail and thumbs through it, absentmindedly humming as he thinks about the events of the day. He walks through the front door, is house open and lonely, four bedrooms, two and half bathrooms, sun room, dining room formal living room, a mausoleum broken dreams and shattered memories. But not today, Chance strode through the foyer smiling still humming, tossing the mail onto the kitchen counter as he pours himself a glass of Scotch. He takes a small sip as he leans against the counter.* Wow what a day. I still can't believe she gave me her number...although I'm grateful she did....doubt I could have pulled it off. *He takes the drink with him upstairs and into the master bedroom, he takes another sip then places his glass on the night stand.* What the bloody hell am I going to wear? *He opens the door to his sparely populated closet and randomly moves some of the clothing, old military uniforms.* Probably should get rid of these. *Several sets of blue jeans.* No, that won't do for a first date. *He pushes past a few suits in plastic bags.* It's a date, not a business meeting. I wonder if she is having this much trouble. Nah, she seems calm, cool and collected, she's probably already figured out everything. *He finds a couple nice button down shirts and slacks.* I think this will do....dark grey slacks, and blazer, with...........with a blue dress shirt. Okay I think I got this....I really wish I had a lady friend to ask about this....outfit. *As he pulls out a pair of brown Italian loafers and wipes the dust off of them.* I wonder what she will wear? *Chance heads back down stairs with his clothing over his arms and drink in hand to the laundry room and starts to iron his clothes as he continues to day dream about the pulchritudinous shark.*

*Doira walks over to the large flat panel wardrobe that made up the entire north wall of Her bedroom, opening it up She pushes through hanger after hanger of exercise clothes* It's a date at a sushi restaurant and walk around beach so i need to look good but... *She continues to looking though the wardrobe, gradually becoming more annoyed by what She found* Why do i own so many sweat pants? Wait what is this? *at the back part of the wardrobe sat a single light blue floral sundress, She pulled it out and stared at it for nearly a minute contemplating what deity had decided to mock Her in this way, She blinks a couple of times hoping the dress was a dream but to no avail as the dress remained* OK fine. *She grabs a red leather jacket as well and places them both on Her dresser in preparation for the next day* I'm sure He won't mind what I wear but I might as well put some effort in. *She heads into Her bathroom to start a bath, as the bath starts filling, and steam rises up into the room She looks over the array of bottles next to the bath, picking one at random and reads it* I hope He like the smell of Lavender. *She pours it into the hot water and throws away the small bottle, She disrobes and steps into the bath letting the heat melt Her problems away Her mind swimming in thoughts about handsome tiger hybrid She had met* I wonder how far He wants to take this?

*Chance steps out of the shower, gabbing his towel as his sopping fur drips on to the mat.* I hope that conditioner works....*He rarely bothered with that kind of stuff, but tonight was special and he wanted to look his best. After toweling off he hung it back on the rack and stepped up to a large curved apparatus, reaching out he pressed a button and the machine fired into life blowing warm air at him. He slowly turned letting the machine dry him off.* Okay well now I'm glad I did install this thing..."THE FUR DRYER 3000" *He spoke in a radio announcers voice as he said it, mocking some of the commercials he'd see for it.* Hmmmm, I guess Doria wouldn't have need of a fur dryer, unless it was cold outside. At least the tub would be big enough, if she were to ever stay the night and with the skylight over the tub it would give her plenty of head room....*then his self doubt spoke up*.....Hey easy there tiger, your thinking a little to far ahead aren't you? Thinking she'll stay the night? Move in? get serious? Marriage? Ya have to manage not to screw up tonight, one slip up, one faux pas, you stare at her tits or something....SHUT UP! You are not ruining tonight. Right now I just want to take it easy, get to know her, would I like the other things, Yes but it's too early to talk like that! I'm going to be cool calm and relaxed. *He cleans up, brushes his fur, brushes his teeth, and puts on a nice watch. He reaches for his cologne but stops.* Wait, if I remember my marine biology, sharks have an acute sense of smell.... better go easy in the smell good. I wonder what she will be wearing? Hell, fairly sure she could wear anything and it would make her look damn good. *Coming down the steps he dashes out the door and stands in font of his truck.* Hmmm should have cleaned it out, I don't want to get my clothes dirty...bike it is then. *He opens a cover next to the garage door and punches in a code, quietly the garage door opens, the faint smell of petrol wafting out as he walks in, grabbing the spare helmet and securing on the back of his bike he blushes briefly.* Just in case she would like a ride. *He straddles his BMW 650 Thumper walks it backwards out of the garage. He takes the goggles hanging on the handle bars and puts them on, starts the bike and rides out of the cul-de-sac and off to the ocean front.

*Doria stands in front of a full size dress mirror looking at the Combo She had chosen to wear* I gotta say this is not bad. *She does a small twirl the dress lifts enough to show Her muscled thighs* Oh naughty. *Then She flexes watching Her muscles bulge under the dress* Ha strongman. *She places Her hands on Her hips and pushes out Her chest* Bombshell. *She switches between the two several times until She notices the time* damn gotta get going. *She grabs Her red leather jacket and a small hand purse and makes Her way out of Her apartment* Might be out late so don't wait up. *passing Her roommate still on the sofa where She was the previous night* Wasn't planning on it. Ah ha ok. *Doria opens the door and just as She's leaving* Hey. *She stops and turns around to see Jem stand next to Her, Jem the wraps Her arms around Doria's midsection* Good luck beefcake. *Doira Smiles warmly rubbing the top of Jem's head* Thanks kittycat. Jem pull back out of the hug* Now go have fun with your new man-toy. *Jem ushers Doira out the door watching as She walks towards the pier in the distance* And try not to break this one. *She shouts jokingly towards Her larger friend, Doira responds by turning around mid-walk and flipping Her cat friend off all while smiling* Only if you don't steal this one. HA. *Jem closes the door and Doira contiues on Her way wondering how Her date is gonna go and what it my lead to.

*Chance pulls up by the pier and lifts the goggles from his eyes, scanning for Doria. He sighs in relief that she isn't here waiting. He turns off the bike and places the googles on the handlebars of the "Beemer" and dismounts and checks his clothes and peeks at his hair in the mirror on his bike. Again he looks around for Doria and checks his watch.* Well I am early, guess I'll check the reservations. *He walks along the boardwalk, enjoying the sea breeze, as he makes his way through the crowds to a small unassuming looking restaurant, and strolls in through the door.* Okaerinasai! *Two female red pandas shout out at him from behind the sushi bar. Chance gives them a wave as an older red panda appears from around the corner. Chance bows as does the elderly red panda.* Kon'nichiwa, kyūyū. *Chance says with a smile.* It is good to see you too Chance, how are your parents? The are good Misutā Kobayashi, are the twins staying out of trouble? *He nods to the ladies making the sushi. Mr Kobayashi laughs and nods his head.* Yes, with the tourist season in full swing they are gladly making extra money for the fall semesters. WHAT?! They aren't done yet?! They been there, what now 5 years? *The twin sisters playfully stick their tongues out in protest, and Chance counters with giving them a raspberry.* That's good, they'll be done in the spring then, you must be proud. *The father nods his head.* Okay now down to brass tacks, is everything ready? Of course Chance. Sweet, Mr. Kobayashi, thank you very much! I'm going to head back out there and wait for her, I'll see you guys in a few. *Chance steps out the door and looks at his watch* Ten minutes to go. *He takes a deep breath and heads back over to the pier looking at the some of the art work being displayed at the craft festival along the board walk. Chance felt good, better than he had in a long time, still some what nervous but good none the less. And with a spring in his step he listened to the music in the air as he got closer to the pier. Facing out over the water he started to day dream about the lovely lady who was going to grace him with her magnificent beauty.

*Doria walks toward the pier, looking at the various shop, restaurants and arcades that littered the seaside as She began walking up the pier She wondered what restaurant Chance had decided to take Her to* He said sushi and I've heard there's a nice one nearby but I've never had time to try it. *As She continues wondering She sees a familiar silhouette looking off into the distance* Oh hee. * smile creeps over Her face, She walks quietly up and stood nest to the Him* great view isn't it. *Then She waits for His response.

*His ears swivel back to the sound of the voice and instantly recognizes the sharks voice. Wanting to turn and dance around like and idiot saying "You came! You came!" he keeps his cool...barely.* It's no where near as lovely a view as you Doria. *Chane turns to greet Doria but and is awestruck, his gaze starting at her feet and working his way up until his eyes lock with hers. For a few moments he stands there, mouth slightly agape, the blue of the dress really brought out her eyes, and he found himself unable to break the gaze.* Y...You look absolutely....st...stunning. *Her blond hair and light sun dress softly blowing in the warm sea breeze, He snaps back to reality takes her hand and gently kisses the top of it.* Absolutely stunning Doria.

*She blushes and turns Her head away slightly embarrassed* Still as good with words as ever aren't you Casanova. *She looks Him up and down, He cuts a nice figure in His dark grey and blue ensemble* Ohh nice looking sharp I have to say. *She gestures the alright gesture* Ten outta ten.

Well the words come easy when one divine inspiration, and you are quite divine. *Chance holds her hand a little longer, his paw relaying every sensation to his brain, the softness of her touch the texture of her skin, the gentleness of her touch. His mind racing as her touch sends shivers down his spine, his baser instincts working as well, his powerful sense of smell locking in on her scent.....* Well my dear, shall we have some dinner? *He offers his arm to the muscular goddess as he leads her to the restaurant......his nose twitches as his olfactory center completes her scent registry locking her scent into his brain....* Lavender! *He blurts out uncontrollably, but regains composure, and clears his throat and looks up at his date.* Ehmmm, I mean do you use lavender scented soap or lotion perhaps? *He taps his muzzle with his free paw.* Sorry my tiger ancestry, I can smell better than most of the canines around here, but you used something lavender scented. *He smiles at her.* I love the smell of lavender.

*Doria rubs the back of Her neck nervously* Yeah I've got this friend who thinks i should be more "lady-like" so She buys me all these fancy soaps and body washes so I thought why not use some. *She looks down at the man holding intently hanging on Her every word* You Smell nice too. *She taps the side of Her snout* It works better in water but it gets there eventually. *they exchange a quick laugh and then stand in silence for a second both waiting for the other to speak.

*Chance stands there, the sound of her voice like the greatest operas, the more she spoke the more he wanted to hear, until he realizes that she has stopped talking and they been standing there awkwardly.* Oh! Well I don't know about you but I am hungry. *He said jokingly as he escorts her to the door of the restaurant, and holds it open for her, closing his eyes as her scent fills his nose.* Okaerinasai! *Two red pandas shout at lovely shark as she steps in through the doorway, and as Chance appears from behind her, they wave at him and he waves back. An elderly red panda approaches the couple.* Ah Mister Chance, your table is ready. *The elderly gentleman smiles warmly at them both.* Domo arigato, Misutā Kobayashi. *Chance gestures at Doria to follow him as he leads them to a small room in the back. Sliding the pocket doors open reveals a small room set up in traditional Japanese style, a short table and mats on the floor.* Please remove you shoes please. *Chance offers his hand to Doria as support as he slips off her shoes. As she steps in the small room to settle in she sees that it has a lovely view of the beach and lit candles. Chance comes in and sits down as another red panda comes in with a small bottle and two small cups as well as two glasses of water.* Would you like some sake? *Chance asks curiously.*

Oh I would love some. *Doria sits on the floor though it does little to improve the cramped feeling of the room* The views nice. *She points at the window and the serene beach it frames* I've got a view like this at home. *She looks at Chance with a smile* But this ones way better.

*Chance blushes as fills her cup with the warm sake, then his, raising the cup he smiles his blue eyes meeting hers.* Here is to a view lovelier than the loveliest sunset. *They drink form their cups, eyes still locked. a young crane opens the doors and sets a tray down and places a bowl of miso soup in front of each of us, as well as plate of edamame between us. She also hands us menus, then quietly bows and closes the doors as she leaves.* So tell me about yourself my dear, what do you do, where are you from, your greatest aspiration, favorite book, your hobbies. I want to know all bout you. *He leans forward resting is chin on his hand, intently listening.*

*Doira chokes slightly on Her drink surprised by the deluge of questions* Umm well I... *She looks at Him staring at Her with wide waiting eyes* Well since you asked so nicely, I'm a bodybuilder because of course I am with this body i wasn't gonna be a barista or anything like that. *She laughs at the absurdity of Her own statement* Anyway my family's from Greece but I was born in California. My greatest aspiration is just to be strong, as crazy as it may sound i haven't reached my peak. *She punctuates Her comment by flexing* I don't read many books. My hobbies are kinda boring, if I'm not working out then I'm probably sleeping or hanging out with friends. *She looks down at Her soup and stirs it forlornly* Well enough about Me, lets talk about You. *She looks back up at Chance and gently boops Him on the nose*

*He blushes and chuckles as he boops his nose.* Eisai poly omofi *He says in very broken Greek* I've been to Greece before, visited Corfu when I was in the Navy. And somehow I doubt your hobbies are boring. But I guess it's only fair to tell you about me. Both my parents were in the Army when I was born so I grew up on Army bases all over the world, mostly Europe and Asia. Never really had friends growing up because of that. *He stirs his soup a little.* So when I was old enough I left home to find my own adventure, was young and stupid, became a father way to early. Joined the Navy, struggled to be a father and further my military career, found the love of my life, and with in a few years I lost them all. So now I live alone, work, and do home improvements to the house. Sorry that was probably a bit much, I guess I'm a bit of a downer. Basically I lived, loved and lost. *He had been absentmindedly stirring his soup the whole time, realizing it he sets the spoon down, and grabs the sake.* But enough of the sad songs, *He says with a relaxed smile on his muzzle as he pours more sake into her cup and his.* tonight is about us and the moment we are in now. Which by the way, thank you for coming tonight. I didn't think you were serious. *His eyes widen* Wait what I meant to say is that, I did not imagine that I would be your type. You being a perfect specimen of beauty and power, I'd figured you might like someone....*he extends his arm over his head, and with a chuckle.*...a bit taller.

*Doira look down at the table and chuckles a bit* Well in my experience guys my size don't often like a woman who's on their level, fewer still want a woman who can bench press them, they tend to prefer smaller women. *She hovers Her hand in the air about five feet from the floor* You know the old troupe of small girl, big guy, that whole chestnut. *She waves the idea away* It doesn't matter though there will always be a smaller guy looking for a mountain to climb.

*Chance laughs out loud and beams with a big saber toothed smile.* As it just so happens, I know a guy....*using his thumbs to point to himself, as he gives her a cheesy grin.* I always figured that those work out types would like to have a lady on par with them, work out buddy, help motivate, you know, things like that. But I guess you would know. But I would have never guessed you to go for somebody shorter, usually short guys are their insure about their height. Napoleon syndrome and such, that they would also find you threatening to their masculinity just as much as the muscle bound chaps. *He smiles at Doria as he takes a sip of his sake.* Lucky for you I don't have hang ups like that. *Chance picks up the menu and Doria does the same, Chance browse the menu nonchalantly already knowing it and as he pretends to read the menu he casually looks up to see his lovely date studying the menu, he looks back to the menu, and in a low voice she speaks.* And just so you know, I really enjoy mountain climbing. *A smirk forms across his muzzle as he looks up at Doria and gives her a wink.*

*While still studying the menu* If you're lucky it might be open for climbers. *She looks up and returns His wink the She looks back at the menu* This all looks so good, well i know what I'm getting. *She places the menu back down onto the table and rests Her hands on Her lap.

*His raccoon mask arches up on one side as he raises an eyebrow, inwardly he smiles, thankful that he wasn't taking a drink or he might have done a spit take. He sets his menu down just as the doors slide open, the crane appearing from be hind them.* Are you ready to order? *Chance looks up and smiles.* Yes I believe we are. Ladies first. *He gestures to Doria and the crane tentatively takes the gorgeous sharks order as Chance yet again drifts into a day dream state.* "Wow she is good, Open for climbers, ohhhhh, if only, I'd kiss ever square inch of her body, every muscular inch, oh man. Wonder if she knows how much she turning me on? Beautiful, a body that Hercules would be envious of, great sense of humor and a good flirt, glorious blue eyes, and she likes short guys. This has to be a dream, there is no way, she is too perfect. Ahh she knows, she knows I'll be putty in her strong, powerful, lovely hands. She knows I'd worship the very ground she walks upon.....she has got to know, right? She is so cool and calm....unlike me who's having a mini freak out in his own head." Doria finishes her order and Chance places his then the crane disappears behind the sliding doors.* I hope you like it, I really like the place, I found it when I used to live here on the beach, two blocks over as a matter of fact. *He points over his shoulder with his thumb.*

*Doria looks at Him with a surprised expression* Really? I live just down the beach from here in an apartment with a friend. *Doira shakes Her head and chuckles* All the ways we could have met and we met in the gym, what a world. *She looks out the window at the shimmering blue ocean then She looks back at Him, His gaze never leaving Her* So what do you actually DO for a living? *She takes a sip of sake* I mean professionally.

*Chance scratches the back of his head and nervously laughs a little.* Well it was many years ago, when I lived here on the beach. *He looks down at his soup slightly embarrassed, then looks back up at her.* As far as what i do for a living, to quote one of my favorite fictional characters, James Bond, "Oh I travel....sort of licensed troubleshooter." *He waves his hand casually, but her slightly puzzled look tells him that he is speaking in metephors.* I work for the largest defense contractor company as senior field tech. Just fancy title for jack of all trades and master of none. I work on electonics, mainly, for the company. Things like radar, drones, simulators, ships, aircraft, whatever. Pretty much if they build it I can fix it, build it, maintain it, or upgrade it. *He looks at her with a inquisitive look.* What about you Doria? What do you do for a living? Does body building pay the bills?

*Doria downs the rest of Her soup then wipes Her mouth* Well it does when you win. *She notices Chance's slightly confused expression* I compete in bodybuilding competitions like the NPC nationals women's bodybuilding championships, I've won a few times as well heck I was Miss August in the 2017 Amazonian ladies calendar I even have a picture. *She reaches into Her purse and pulls out Her phone, a few seconds of searching later She hands Her phone to Him on it is a picture of Her in a recreation of the painting Birth of Aphrodite but with more flexing* Neat right... right. * She notices a blush on Chances face before remembering that it was a topless calendar* Shit. *embarrassed and red as a beet She snatches Her phone back and crams it deeply into Her purse and then sits stock still staring at the floor.

*Chance sits there for a moment, unsure of what to do as well as trying to clear his head before his slacks tent up. Chance reaches out and tenderly places his paw on her hand.* I don't exactly what to say that won't make me sound like a perv or a creep, but well....*We takes a deep breath.*...here it goes. You have a absolutely captivating and irresistible body. Although you're probably more embarrassed that you showed that picture, and not about your body. *He looks at her, still a bright shade of red so he tries to continue to console her.* But if anybody should be embarrassed it should be me....and trust me I am....that picture...um....you....your body well all of you really, but the picture put it over the top...but you *he does air quotes.* turn me on. *He looks away turning just as red as Doria.* That was stupid I don't know why I just told you that....god....I'm sorry...god I told you I just got excited looking at your picture.....*he places his face in his paws and rubs his head* Can we just forget I said that?

*Doria looks up at Chance, His face buried in His hands* Ohh come here. *She reaches over the table and grabs Him pulling Him into a loving embrace, tears welling up in Her eyes* I can't take it anymore you're so amazing and I love you. *She presses Him into Her chest* Let me keep you. *She lets Him out of the embrace and places Him back on His side of the table, She sits up straight and tries to regain some composure* Sorry about that, I tried to keep it together as long as I could but It's been so long and you're so... *She gestures at all of Him*... this. *She waits for some kind of response from Chance but He hasn't moved since She put Him back* Chance? please don't tell me I've killed you. *Her face changes to that of worry*

*Chance sits there for a moment, the brief but blissful seconds of being pressed into her mighty cleavage causes him suddenly to start grinning like an idiot. But her words slowly set in and he stops grinning and his eyes widen as he stammers.* A....are....are....you ser....serious? *Chance's mind races with thoughts from everything from dates, holidays, wedding, road trips, cheering her at competitions, children, arguments, birthdays....a whole lifetime flashed through his mind. He blinks and asks her softly.* It's been so long? What's been so long? *He reaches out and takes her hands in his paws and gives them a gentle kiss.*

*Looking at Him, She smiles tying to wipe tears out of Her eyes* It's been so long since someone made me feel like this. *She strokes His cheek with Her other hand* When you spend as long as I do being butch, you forget how it feels to be a woman. *She looks away and laughs* look at me I'm falling apart on the first date and the food hasn't even arrived.

*He smiles warmly and leans into her hand as she caresses his fuzzy cheek.* You are a woman, a beautiful woman, a strong and confident woman. You have determination and drive, your body is proof. Nobody is born with this. *He gestures to her chiseled figure.* And those are the sexiest features about you. *He smiles shyly. Then Chance stands up to Doria's befuddlement and he comes an sits next to her sliding his paws along her fingers till his paws are holding her hands.* I understand that this may be a little sudden to you so I don't want you to make any rash decisions, and I most definitely do not want to take advantage of you. *Chance leans in close his eyes locked one hers, is voice is soft and comforting.* I want you to take some time to think about this and make sure, but if you are serious about us having a relationship...*His soft paw rises to Doria's cheek, the fur sopping up a tear streaming down her cheek before tenderly caressing it.*....then I am yours with everything that I am, Doria. *He leans over and kisses her softly on her lips.* I love you.

*She pulls Him in for a final hug, placing Her chin on His shoulder She whispers into His ear* I love you too. *Once to hug concludes She places Her hand on His head and ruffles the hair between His horns* Now where's that food I'm starving? *She looks at the door expecting the waitress to already be there watching their tender moment.

*And on Que the doors slide open and several large plates of sushi appear as the crane and the elderly red panda set the plates before us. A tapestry of reds and greens, oranges and yellows lay before them on rectangular plates as the two servers bow, Chance nods as they back out sliding the doors closed. Turning his attention back to his date Chance smiles.* Three things. *he has a devilish grin.* One, where can I get that calendar? Two, who soon will the twin peaks be open to climbers? *He puts his hands up and shakes his head while chuckling.* Sorry I've been wanting to use that pun after the who;e mountain climbing bit, I couldn't help it. But seriously, I guess if we are to pursue a relationship....*He speaks like a polished businessman in a mocking manner.*....then I believe we should hammer out logistical details. *He grins a big saber toothed grin, then puts it plain English.* I guess we should get to know more of the mundane details about ourselfs. Last names, birthdays, favorite color, pet peeves, favorite food....*he looks up at Doria, with a sharp glare.* are you a morning person? *But before she can answer, Chance stands back up.* I'll give you your space back, I'll go back to my seat. *then he whispers loudly to himself to the obvious amusement of his lovely companion.* Please don't be a morning person.

*Doria laughs at Chances audible request* No I'm not a morning person, I love a lie in. *She grabs a couple of pieces of sushi and pops them into Her mouth, chews and the swallows* And to answer your first question I have a signed copy in My room that you can have. *She continues downing several pieces of sushi between talking* And answer your second question... *She looks chance dead in the eyes*... that depends how big your bed is. *She wiggles Her eyebrows a few times for emphasis.

*Chance smiles as she talks, hanging on every honeyed word, his mind still racing. "God would you look her, a goddess. A wonderful woman whos deepest need is to be treated like a woman. For someone to see past her buff exterior and find the beating heart of a passionate and lovely soul. And she wants me. Hey wait a tick, wonderful woman? Wonder Woman. That might have to be my nickname for her." Oh a signed copy....sweet. *He watches as she wiggles her eyebrows, her blue eyes glinting, still in awe of everything that has happend tonight and still a bit nervous for fear of losing the god send.* My bed? Is king size big enough, my wonder woman?

*She raise's Her eyebrows in feigned surprise* Wow a king size, are you in the habit of picking up big girls a lot or do you just roll around in your sleep? *She laughs to Herself a bit* My old college gym teacher used to call me Wonder woman, he said you're ether a super soldier experiment or you were made by the Gods, I was on 6 of the of the schools 13 sports teams, lead 3 of them, God that feels so long ago. *She shakes Her head* Anyway what about you got any neat stories about times gone by?

*Chance's brow furrows.* Well I lost the bed in the divorce....*He shakes his head as he waves his hands in correction*....That's not right, I didn't lose it, before she left she asked if she could take it and I said yes. I didn't think it through though, because the bed in the spare bedroom was a gift from her parents and the bed that was in my sons old room was hers from when she was a child. So when she left I didn't have a bed....or couches...she bought new ones while we were separated and well those where hers too. Honestly though I probably would have got rid of it anyways, her scent and all. *He picks at his sushi then looks up at Doria.* So I decided if I'm going to buy a new bed might as well go all out! One of those memory foam ones, really nice...although if I would have known I'd be falling head over heals for such a Brobdingnagian lady......*she stops and looks at him completely lost at what he'd just called her.* Sorry it's from Gulliver's Travels, Brobdingnag was the name land that Gulliver found was inhabited by giants. *He looks sheepishly away.* Sorry bit of a nerd.....anyways, had I known I'd meet such a tall catch like you, I'd have got the California King. *He eats a few pieces of his sushi, smiling as the taste is a pleasant one. He sets his chopsticks down a picks up his sake.* Well I can see why they would think that, I've only just met you and I think you are a goddess, not so much the super soldier though.....you are to nice, those guys are usually brain washed....unless....*He playfully eyes her with suspicion.*....I'm your target, come to lull me into a false sense of security then you use your signature move, something like wrap your legs around me and squeeze the life out of me, or crush my head between your powerful pecks, something elaborate with sexual over tones. *He drinks his sake while still watching her.* I couldn't think of a better way to go, I'd die with a smile on my face.

*She laughs with a mouth full of sushi and chokes a little, She recovers and wipes Her mouth after taking a breath* If i wanted to kill you i would have left you that hug. *Her smile fades as She looks off into the middle distance* Your story reminds me of My ex. *She looks back at chance Who is watching Her intently* Tell me how does a man disappear without a trace after a 7 month relationship? You just wake up one morning and poof He's gone, no letter, all his stuff is gone, all evidence of His existence removed in ONE NIGHT. *Doria clenches the cup in Her hand so hard it explodes, She opens Her hand and looks at Her palm, blood and sake mixing as it runs down Her arm but She just stares at it detached from the pain* If I saw him today I don't know if i'd hit him or hug him. *She begins softly crying*

*Chances bounds over the table as he sees the blood, leaping into action to take care of her hand.* Woah, holy smokes! *His military training kicking in he takes his napkin and dips it into his glass of water cleaning the porcelain from her wounds and then wrapping her hand tightly with the napkin.* Are you okay? *He looks up to the sullen beauty, as he finishes tending to her wound and places his paws on her cheeks softly forcing her to look at him. His eyes tearing up as he looks at melancholy sharkette.* I'm sorry Doria, I didn't mean to cause you to remember that, I'm sorry that he did that to you, you deserve so much more, someone who adores you. *He uses the fur on his thumbs soak up her tears.* Doria you are the most amazing woman I've ever met, and if we should pursue this further, I promise you I will not leave you, ever. *He sees her expression soften, and he smiles.* You are going to have to beat me off with a stick. *He sits up and pulls her closer as he leans in and passionately kisses the lovely lady. Suddenly the doors slide open, Mr Kobayashi pokes his head in.* Is everything okay, Mr Chance? Yes sir, had a small accident, I dropped my glass and my lovely date cut her hand helping me pick up the pieces. Could I make use of your first aid kit? Of course. *He quietly leaves and comes back a few moments later with the kit.* I'll also need another sake cup and some more hot sake.* Doria, I hope that in time I can mend the pieces of your broken heart, and make you for get him. *The elderly red panda brings the sake and discreetly leaves.* If you'll let me. *He leans up and kisses her again.*

*She smiles choking back tears* Thank you I.. I love you, I love how much you care. *She watches Him bandage Her hand* Do you like cake? *He looks at Her quizzically clearly confused by the question* Because I could really go for some cake right now. *She laughs wiping tears out of Her eyes with a tissue.

*He smiles as her mood improves* You say that now. *he laughs* And I do like cake very much! But first lets drink two shots of sake, it will help with the pain in your hand. *He pours you a glass then his. He clinks his glass with yours.* Try not to break this one my dear. *he says with a small chuckle. They both drink from their small cup and Chance pour a second.* Don't worry I'm not trying to get you drunk, but if your lucky I'll let you take advantage of me. *He says with a wink as they down the second drink. He then stands up offering his paw to the intrepid lady as she stands and again as she slips her shoes on. They make their way to the front passing the twins and Chance slips two twenties into their tip jar, as Mr. Kobayashi approaches, with the little folder that always has the check in it. Chance hands him a credit card and the two wait patently until he returns. She can hear him speaking to Chance in a hushed voice.* Everything was wonderful Misutā Kobayashi, you know me bukiyōna. The both laugh, shake hands and bow. Then Chance offers his arm to his date and they leave the restaurant.* So what sort of cake do you like, which is your favorite?

*She thinks for a second* I've always had a thing for black forest gateau. *She licks Her lips giving Him a good view of Her sharp predatory teeth* But i also like cheesecake like a lot. *They walk down the pier the cold air blowing over them* Yeah so sorry I eat so much sushi but you had that coming when you took a shark on a date to a sushi restaurant. *She bumps Him on the shoulder and laughs*

*He laughs with her, the sound of her laughing making him smile.* Hmmmm, I would have guessed you to be a red velvet cake person. And don’t give dinner a second thought. I’d much rather spend money on a lady that eats when I take them to dinner, makes me feel that they are having dinner with me. I can’t stand those skinny, eat lettuce and ice cubes, then go throw it back up. Besides I once had to pay for my brothers sushi dinner. Hundred and thirty buck he ate. And I don’t like him as near as much as I like you. So do you of somewhere we can get cake? *They continue to lazily stroll down the pier.*

*She smiles at His honesty* Your brother sounds like a neat guy. Wish I had siblings, I'm an only child here. *She pulls Her phone out of Her purse and brings up a photo then hands the phone to Chance* Don't worry no ones naked in this one. *the photo shows a 12 yr Doria standing in-front of a semi detached 2 bedroom house, standing behind Her is a large shark woman who looks a lot like Doria but curvy instead of buff and a reasonably sized horse man, well built but with a bit of a gut, both 7'4 and 5'11 respectively* My old man loved me, he was the one that got me into working out. he was a bodybuilder himself also did wrestling occasionally, I went to all of His shows sitting front row seeing my dad hold men nearly double His height in holds so impossibly tight they couldn't do anything. And my mom let me tell you she was the best cook. *She waves Her hands to add emphasis* Didn't matter what ingredients were put in front of her she would make it into the best meal of all time every-time.

*He chuckles.* Having siblings can be a blessing and a curse. More of a curse when your the eldest. I watched my two little brothers get away with things I never could have and they got most of the attention because they were so much younger. Being a military family we moved a lot, both my parents, but my father was the one who did most of the deploying, and that left me being the man of the house most of the time. So I had to help mom in any way I could. *He holds the phone staring at the screen, trying to imagine a normal family life.* You have a lovely looking family, and I see where you get you good looks from. *He says with a grin.* I wish I had a family photo to show you, I have photos of my family just not together. *He hands back the phone, and pulls his out and a few swipes later hands it to her. The first one is a steely eyed raccoon with a buzz cut and horns in a jump suit holding a helmet* That's my dad, back when he was on the parachute team. He did all sorts of stuff in the Army, sniper, special forces, airborne, ranger, field medic. The next one will be my mom. *Doria swipes and sees his father in a dress uniform and a very attractive tiger lady in a blue dress.* She was a medic, when she was in, now she works at the Veterans Hospital. She was an okay cook, granted being that we were hotdogs with mac-n-cheese poor, I think she did okay. She taught me how to cook, do laundry, things like that, said it would be useful when I grew up. *She swipes again and sees a fat tiger who looks almost identical to Chance's mother.* That's Randolph the middle child, still lives at home and his in his thirties. Don't get me started with him. *Doria gives a puzzled expression as Chance waves his hand dismissing it.* The next is another Ram-coon mix in a flight suit who looks almost identical to his father.* That is Steven, the youngest. He's not so bad, navigator on the Navy's hovercraft, stationed in Japan, married has a daughter who's just as sweet as can be. *Doria swipes again and sees a picture of a you man in camouflage who looks very much like Chance except his fur is all black.* That is my son Jeremiah, joined the Army to follow in his grandfathers foot steps. Somewhere in Afghanistan right now. *She swipes again and sees a picture of a lovely and very voluptious cat lady with panda markings, she is kissing Chance's cheek and the back ground is of Saint Mark's square in Venice. *She goes to ask who it is but stops and decides now is not the time as she notices Chance seems quite all of the sudden.* Doria, are you and your family close?

*She hands him his phone back* We were, yeah we had stupid arguments every now and then, I still keep in contact with my mother she's got a farm. *Doira looks at the floor* I lost my dad 3 years ago to lung cancer, the tumours were inoperable and he had 4 months left and by god we made them the best. *She looks into the night sky, the moonlight* After his death I throw myself into bodybuilding and worked out from dawn to dusk, can't imagine what he'd think of me now.

*They stop at a darker section of the boardwalk, allowing them to see more of the night sky. Chance holds her hand and kisses the back of it.* I'm sure he's up there...*Chance arcs his hand across the sky for effect.*...smiling down upon you, his hand on your shoulder. I know he is proud of you my dear, because I just met you and, I am. *They stand there for a few minutes staring into the heavens, her thoughts on her father, and his on her. He gives her hand a gentle squeeze as he leans against her arm.* I'm here if you ever want to talk about anything that is on your mind Doria. *He looks up to see the entire night sky reflecting her beautiful blue eyes as a single tear streams down her cheek.*

*She looks down at Chance holding Her hand and smiles* God where did I find you and how do I get more. *She bends over and hugs him tight* you always know what to say to make me feel better don't you. *She lets him go and they continue walking down the pier* Come on lets get moving its starting to get cold, So wheres that truck of yours?

*He sighs and reluctantly smiles, while the start strolling back.* I’ve lost a lot in my years, and not always had someone there to comfort me. So if I can be there for someone else and help ease their pain then that’s worth it, right? I mean if I can help someone not feel as sad and alone like I did then it’s...it’s *He fumbles with the words, trying to make sense.* What I’m trying say is, you, of all people, should never feel as alone as I have. And I’m going to do my damnedest to see that you don’t. *Chance looks up and smiles softly at the statuesque beauty beside him. He stays quiet for a moment, unsure of what to say, hoping that gave her some comfort.* Oh I didn’t bring my truck, I rode my motorcycle here. My trucks always a bit dirty and I couldn’t show up covered in saw dust or grease or something. If your ready to head home I can call you an Uber or the like?

Well we can head to my place, if you don't mind cat hair or... *She slowly runs Her finger down the side of his face*... we could split for a hotel. *She leans forward deliberately pressing her arms inwards to push out her chest into His face* Because we've had such a nice time together and I'd hate to ruin it.

*Chance blushes brightly, has her firm breasts gently rub his muzzle.* Well your place is closer....we could take my bike there. And cat hair? Really. You do realize I am a cat. *He laughs.* It’s not a problem. Buuuttttt, due to my job and all the travel I can get us a nice hotel suite with my points so it would be free. *His paws slide onto her curvaceous hips, as she stands closer, his body tingles as he holds her.* I leave it up to you sweetness. What ever makes you comfortable my dear, but I don’t want this evening to end, and you couldn’t ruin the evening.

*She stands up slightly embarrassed about how flat Her joke fell* I didn't mean literal cat hair it's just that My roommate is a bit abrasive and... *She looks at him smiling as warmly as ever* Forget it how about this we're a small walk away from the lockup I keep my car in, the cars in the shop for the week so it'll be empty, we can put your bike in there and get an Uber to your place and come back for it tomorrow. *She bends over to look him in the eyes* Sound like a plan?

*As she looks him in the eyes he smiles and blushes a bit.* I was going to suggest my place, but I didn't want to sound to forward. But seeing as how you have a roommate, then I guess my place would be a better option, seeing as there is no one at my place to disturb. *Our stroll had brought us back to where we started the evening. He walks over to the bike and kicks the kickstand up and pushes the bike as he walks next to you.* Doria you know something? *He looks up at her as she looks down at him, shaking her head no.* You are quite remarkable, I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since yesterday. I know this is going to sound dumb, but when I wanted nothing more than to be close to you, not just physically but in a way that touches the deepest parts of your soul. I know we just met but I feel as if we know each other, maybe we were together in a past life if you believe in that sort of thing.

*Doria chuckles a little* My mother always said when you find the right person it'll feel like you've known each other forever, i guess this is one of those moments. *She looks at him pushing the bike* Hey do you want to see something cool?

Sounds like your mother is a very smart lady. *He smiles at her but looks up confused, when she asks the question, while pushing his bike.* See something cool? Sure what is it?

*She half smiles walking around to the other side of the bike, She cracks Her knuckles and bends down grabbing the underside of the bike lifting it into the air with one arm* TAADAA. *She does a jazz hand with Her free hand* Not bad huhh.

*Chance just stands there, his mouth agape is eyes as wide as dinner plates.* Holy shit! *He can't believe what he is seeing but he does take in her bulging bicep, and pecks, as his eyes follow the contours of her body his eyes get wider as he notices the hem of her dress has risen up as she holds the bike up. The dress now stops about halfway down her quads, allowing him to see the definition of her legs.* Not bad? That is amazing! You just picked up a four hundred pound motorcycle with one hand like it was nothing. How much CAN you lift?

*She puts the bike back down* I'd say 560 per arm on a good day. *She rubs Her shoulder and winces* Really should have stretched before doing that but I can't help but show off. *She twists and rolls Her arms and neck which produces a cacophony of pops and cracks* Sorry about that say whats the story with this? *She points loosely at the bike*

*He laughs a little.* It nothing stupid like trying to reclaim my youth. When Tatiana and I separated, *He pauses for a moment, saying her name caused a flood of old memories to wash over him.* I didn't have anywhere to stay. My buddy Dominic let me stay with him, problem was he lives almost fifty miles away, so going back and forth to work was killing my pay check. My truck drinks gas, so Dominic convinced me to get a bike. I don't like Harley's. To noisy. And I wasn't going to do a street bike, I was a bit portly back then, so that would have looked silly. Dom and his brother have the bigger versions of this bike and spoke very highly of them. And it makes sense to me to get an Enduro. Its part street bike and part dirt bike. *We approach the car park and walk to Doria's parking spot.* But you picking it up, are you kidding me that is freaking awesome. Now I know that you could rip my arms off and beat me with them. *He starts laughing and gives her a wink.*

*She laughs and lightly pinches his cheek* God you're so cute. *Reaching into Her bag Doria pulls out a ring of keys* Lets see front door, back door, gate, i don't know about this one, ahh here it is garage key. *She bends over to get at the lock on the bottom of the large white door* Ughh they never make this easy for tall people do they. *As She's fiddling with the lock Her tail lifts up the dress giving Chance a full view of Her backside.

*Chance grunts as her powerful tail rises, giving him full view of her Gluteus Maximus.* Ooof. *He stands there, unsure of what to do. His mind screaming. The proverbial angel and devil appear on his shoulders, "She's teasing you, go over there and just grab two big paw fulls of her ass, or give her ass a good smack." then the other side chimes in "You can do that, she is testing you, are you after just her body, can you control yourself, are you a gentleman?" *He ponders for a moment decides on a compromise. He silently steps closer, her muscular bottom in front of him he leans over and gives her right cheek a quick and tender kiss.* You are a work of art Doria.

*She yelps and stands bolt upright, turning red as a beet* I'm so going to make you pay for that. *She turns around and smiles at Chance* Anyway stick your bike in here and we can get going. *She lifts up the door, it protests loudly but is incapable of resisting her iron grip, inside the small garage is a a couple of boxes stacked in the corner and a rack of tools on the far wall*

*He pushes the bike past her, her little comment riling him up.* Keep teasing me like that and you'll find my lips on other parts of you anatomy. *He says as he walks back out his tail swishing back and forth. He looks back into the garage observing the tools, did she have some mechanical training, did her dad teacher a few things....he used better judgment and decided not ask right now. He didn't want to upset his lovely date if it was in fact some connection with her father. She was in a good mood, lighthearted, and he wanted to keep it that way, she deserved a relaxing and entertaining evening. Pulling out his phone he requests pick through the app. That and the more selfish side of him wanted to see more of her body. *He chuckles to himself as he stands next to Doria.*

Oh I'm counting on it. *She winks at Him and turns around to close the lockup but stops before closing the door* Wait i almost forgot. *She heads into the garage and starts rooting though some of the boxes, she turns on a light to help her see the contents* This is also where I keep anything I don't have room for in the house but don't want to throw away, also Jem said it was a bit off putting so i can't hang it in the house so AHA here it is. *Doria triumphantly pulls something out of a box, putting it under her she turns around and walks out of the garage turning off the light* Here you go. *She hands it to Chance and turns to close the door, it's a calendar that reads 2017 Amazonian ladies on the cover, the cover image is a group shot of all 12 ladies in bathing suits and bikinis, Doria is easily spotted wearing a black one piece bathing suit though its just a bikini top and bottom connected by 2 thin strips that ran down each side of her stomach framing her 8 pack* I can tell you're impress. *She leans forward and rests Her head on his shoulder* I tell you that shot was a nightmare, the wind was whipping everyone's hair around and blowing sand in your face. *She looks at the cover with a smile* But it turned out alright in the end.

*He holds the calendar was if he had been handed a gift from the gods, which coming from Doria it might as well had been. He puts his paw on the cover his finger caressing Doria in the group photo.* You are by far and away the most beautiful one of the group. *They walk out of the car park holding hands and while waiting for the Uber, Chance looks up at his lovely shark, shyly.* Can I ask you something personal...*He takes a breath.*...you don't have to answer if you don't want, but what sort of things turn you on, sexually. *He becomes nervous and starts to try explain himself.* Sorry, it's just I want to be everything to you, everything you could ever want..... *Chance nervously fidgets as he continues.* ....as a friend, companion, and as a lover. I wan't to make you as happy as you are making me. *Their ride pulls up and Chance opens the door for Doria, after she gets in, he closes the door and comes around to the other side and sits in the back with her.*

*She leans over and whispers into his ear* You. *She takes his hand and places it on her thigh and gently nibbles his ear* I'm open to a lot of things. *She kisses his neck* So we can do whatever you want.

*Doria's voice feels like fingers running down his spine as she nibbles on his ear, her warm breath tickling the fine hairs in his ear. Her words melting any fears as a gasp escapes his lips as she kisses his neck. His paw gently kneads her thigh his grip reaching further up her leg. Chance turns his head to her ear and whispers into her ear.* I want you, I want to taste you Doria. *He cups her cheek and passionately kisses her, his tongue makes it's way onto her mouth, and interlocks with hers. The rest of the trip to his house is spent with them in each others embrace making out like two teenagers. Soon the car pulls up in the driveway, Chance hops out and makes his way to her side letting her out. He escorts her to the front door, and after a few button presses the electronic lock opens and he opens the door. Entering the foyer he takes her coat and takes it past a living room with a fireplace with bookshelves on either side of it and next to the dinning room he opens a closet pulls a hanger out and hangs the coat on it and places the hanger on a hook on the door. He escorts Doria to the den and invites her to sit on the large "L" shape sectional.* Make yourself at home my dear, can I get you something to drink?

Very nice place you have here. *She sits down crossing one leg over the other and resting her arm over the top* What do you have? I would't mind a White russian or failing that some wine would do.

Thank you....it's still a work in progress. * He points above his head indicating upstairs.* I have some more insulation in the attic I have to do, and some other projects planed. *He stands there looking at Doria lounging, drinking in her beauty.* As it so happens, I can make a White Russian, I have some cream left over from the Alfredo I made the other night. *He goes into the kitchen and opens the fridge. *There it is. *The kitchen is open to the den via a large opening like a windowless window behind the sectional, which as various trinkets from his travels. He goes in to the dinning room and comes back with bottle of Stoli and Kahlua and after a moments and some glass clinks he comes back in and offer her the drink.* I hope you don't have to work in the morning. *He chuckles while setting his drink on the coffee table and walks to the stone fire place and lights it off the gas then turns down the lights, and sits down next to Doria. He stares into her eyes, the flicker of the fire light glinting.*

*She looks at him, the room bathed in the warm glow of the fire* Who cares about work when being with you makes me feel like a millionaire. *She lifts his chin and gently places a kiss on his lips* Now since you've been a good boy all night I think it's only fair you get a gift. *She places Her drink on the table next to his and begins slipping her arms out of the dress before slowly pulling the dress down revealing her breasts* The next parts up to you. *She winks at him and pushes her bare chest forward begging for his touch*

*Chance sits there for the briefest of seconds in awe of her bare chest, unable to believe how this evening has turned out. From and inauspicious start yesterday, to finding a deep connection, a soulmate and a lover. And now she sits here before him with her set of womanly gifts exposed to him. He leans forward and locks his lips with hers, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths, his paws pull the tall shark close to him and she responds by pulling his blazer off. The two lovers unleashing their pent up lust, his paws groping her firm breasts as she grabs his shirt and sharply pulls it open, all the buttons coming undone running her powerful hands across the soft white fur on his chest. Doria leans her head back and Chance moves his kisses down her neck, a moan of pleasure escaping her lips as he moves across her collar bone. His lips move to her breasts, gently kissing them before his raspy feline tongue finds an erect nipple, her arms running down his back, nails raking his fur as she does.*

*She grits her teeth in ecstasy* Ohh god it's been so long. *Suddenly she rears up like a beast* You know what screw this dress. *She grabs the collar of the dress and rips it in two down the middle tearing it off then she runs her hands up her sides, over her breasts through her hair* Ohh that feels so much better. *She turns her attention to the tiger sat watching the animalistic display* Now on a scale of 1 to 10 how much to you enjoy these trousers? *She works a clawed finger under the waist of his pants and waits for a answer*

*Her display stuns and excites Chance, is own more feral tendencies starting to take over. As she runs her hands along her tight muscular body, and through her long golden hair Chances manhood bulges in his slacks. Her grey textured skin, her black and orangish stripes, her powerful yet womanly figure, the lust in her fiery blue eyes, and the longing in both of their bodies and hearts is all that Chance wants forever. Her cut physique covered in dancing shadows from the fire light causing her whole body to almost shimmer.* Is one mean they suck and ten.....Fuck it! There just slacks, I can buy new ones!

*A devilish smirk creeps over her face* I hope you're not wearing a belt.*She grabs the waist of the slacks above the crotch with one hand and presses Chance against the couch with the other* And for my next trick. *With one mighty pull she rips the slacks in two leaving Chance sitting on the torn remains of his pants* Well it's still easier then the tablecloth trick and hello. *She leans forward to investigate his manhood covered only by his underwear* Ugh don't you hate it when these to much wrapping paper on your present.

*The stunned tiger hybrid sits with the shredded remains of his trousers with Doria standing over him.* Ya its a pain but let me show you how it’s done my dear. *He gives her a big saber toothed smile as he holds up his paw, he extends one finger. In the blink of an eye he flexes his finger exposing a razor sharp claw. He sits up and drags the back side of his claw along her ripped thighs placing gentle kisses on her abs, his claw moves up her thigh and with a flick of the wrist his claw effortlessly slicing the sting on the sexy thong, letting them drop to the floor.* Now if you’ll excuse me I’m ready for dessert. *And with that Chance buries his muzzle into her exposed womanhood, his raspy feline tongue gently licking and probing the petals of her picture perfect cunny, in response Doria throws one of her legs over his shoulder and pulls on his ram horns, using them as handles, letting out moans of pleasure.*

*Doria moans and squeaks in a way unfitting a woman of her size* You... I... ohh god... *She fights every urge to dig her claws into his horn, she releases one hand from his horns and grabs a hold of the back of the couch, squeezing it as hard as possible, her body bursting with energy she can't expel* Ohh god Ohh god.

*Aroused by Doria’s moans and whimpers, he pushes is tongue deeper into her, tasting her sweet nectar while in return she steadies herself, her hips gyrating on his muzzle instinctively. His paws roam all over body, groping Doria as his tongue works faster and he starts to purr letting the vibrations stimulate her even further.*

*Doria's breathing becomes intense each drawn breath causing her tits to bounce uncontrollably* Ohh god you have... a vibrate function. *She bites her lip* You're better then... any toy and you were free best... day... EVER.

*Chance works his tongue in a swirling motion, flicking it faster to bring her to orgasm. His paws grip her taught bottom and a finger gently massages her tight tailhole. His purring continues as he looks up at her watching her build up to a long needed release.*

*She tenses feeling the release building in horizon like a tidal wave* Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck ohhh FUUUUU... *She throws her head back and lets out a roar like something out of Jurassic park that causes the windows to shake, Her legs clamp around Chances head like a vise trying to force as much of his face into her as possible* Ohh god i feel light headed, are you ok? *She unwraps her legs from around his head and stares at him his lower face wet and glistening* So how was dessert?

*Chance sits back on the couch, his muzzle and chin glistening with her sweet essence.* Dessert was delicious. Makes me want seconds *His tongue slips his out and licks his muzzle clean.* I trust you enjoyed yourself my sweet, but if I could as you a question? When was the last time you achieved an orgasm not my your hand? And if your ready I could eat you out again. *He gives her a Sly grin. *He quickly spins Doria around and buries his muzzle between her cheeks his tongue gently massaging her tail hole as her tail drapes over his head and she leans over giving him full access to her tight bottom.*

*She shrugs and tilts her head from side to side* Well I admit it's been a while but I've just been so busy also you are very in there but that's really doing nothing for me. *She looks over her shoulder at him face buried between her cheeks* Keep going if you want i don't mind. *She crossed her arms under her chest and rests her head on her bosom* I'll just wait for you to tire yourself out.

*He looks up at her as his tongue works, but suddenly stops and rests his chin on your her sexy bum. He starts chuckling.* I bet you never thought this is how the evening would end up, my face buried in your beautiful bottom. *He gives her a wink as he kisses one of her well toned cheeks.* And just so you know it takes quite a bit to tire me out. *He kisses the opposite cheek while his paw gently strokes the underside of her tail.* But you are right, you are my guest and was arrogant presumption on my part. What would you like to do next my dear? *He flashes a big saber toothed grin while he continues to kiss each cheek.

*She rolls over onto her back a looks at him* Well call me a traditionalist but i'd say a bed wouldn't go amiss. *She sits up and gives him a kiss* let's go. *She offers him her hand to guide her to the bedroom.

*Chance takes his loves hand, leaving their discarded clothing where it lay, and leads her back to the foyer and up the steps to the bedrooms. He brings her through the door at the top of the steps which leads into the master bedroom. He gestures for her to get on the king size bed which she graciously acceptes* Is this more to your liking my love? *He gives her a playful wink as he moves closer, he starts kissing the top of her feet, then works up her ankles, moving from one side to the other, calf’s, knees, quads, stomach, breasts neck until he reaches her lips.* God Doria your body is amazing. I’ve never been in a relationship with a woman like you, I can’t stop myself from kissing every inch of your fine form. I want to worship you, like the Amazon goddess you are. *He softly kisses her neck up towards her ear and whispers.* Tell me my love how can I please you?

*She stares at him with a lustgul grin* I think you know what i want. *She cubs his crotch and rolls his genitals in her hand* Lets get going and don't you dare be gentle. *she smacks him on his tight butt* Show me what you got little kitty.

*He stands up and turns around swaying as he unleashes a claw on each paw. He turns to the side and uses the claw to cut a line down the side, most of the way on the boxer briefs he’s wearing. Chance still attempting to dance spins back to his other side, keeping his swelling member out of view, he slices the other side of his underwear.* He coyly looks over at Doria.* Are you ready my love? *He leaps on to the bed standing in front of Doria, inches away, his bulge much more prominent now. He puts his paws on the little bit of material that holds his junk in place, giving it a tug causes his member to jiggle.* Well here’s what you have so patiently been waiting for. *He grips the front part of his underwear and pulls it off. The little bit of material holding it on rips and out flops his barbed unsheathed cock with some force right on to Doria’s snout. The thick member throbs with Chance’s heartbeat while his two softball sized nuts come to a low hanging rest after being released. His cock, a bright pink, much like his nose, has barbs, which seem to dulled a bit.* I hope this meets with your approval. *He says with a smile, as he grips his cock, only able to get his paw two thirds the way around it with one paw, and starts rubbing the head of his hot member on her snout.*

*Her eyes light up when she sees the full extent of his endowment* Ohh yeah that's what momma likes. *She leans into to breathing deeply of his scent* Now lets begin. *She spreads her legs and gestures with a finger beckoning him to her*

*Chances eyes widen as the Amazonian shark beckons him, but with no delay he crawls towards her and gabs his cock and gives a her wet slit a few slaps with it, then rubs the head of his rock hard fuck stick along her very wet and welcoming womanhood, coating it with her juices. He slowly pushes the head in letting it slip into her tight velvety warmth.* Damn Doria you are tight as hell, but I suppose you work this muscle out too? *His eyes close savoring the feeling of her body, a feeling of pure bliss washing over him.*

*She bites her lip trying not to moan* Not as often as I would like. *She grabs hold of his hips guiding his slow drive into her depths* I knew there was more to you then just a cute face, now deeper my pet. *She sits up to lock lips with him*

*Chance instinctively starts to purr as Doria kisses him, unable to hide is pleasure of the moment. As the last of his girthy inches is pushed into her, a small gasp escapes her lips as he lets out a lustily growl, when he feels their hips pressed together. He looks into her eyes and gives her a smile.* You’ll find I’m full of surprises my dear. *He pulls back, almost to the point where his cock will pop out, his barbs rubbing her in all the right places as it does causing her to spasm slightly at the new experience.*

*She curls her toes, digging the nails into the bed sheet in intense pleasure* Ohh it's so textured i can never go back to toys again. *She looks him in the eye with a wicked smile* I guess the means you got promoted to main toy... *She wraps her arms around him and pulls him in tight*... aren't you lucky?

Is that all I am to you? I vibrate and am studded, so I’m just a toy? *He sticks out his tongue playfully.* I understand what you are saying, *he says with a giggle.* I can think of no greater honor. *He leans forward and locks lips with Doria passionately kissing her as he pushes back into her, both of them moaning softly as the long missed sensations of being with a true lover. Their tongues explore their partners mouth as Chance starts to build up speed.*

*She pulls out of the kiss and looks at him and lovingly rubs her hand over his cheek* I would hope so because its a full time job with MANY benefits. *She runs her other hand down her body to return his attention to it* All of this is yours and all of this is mine. *She tightly grabs his ass*

Well who wouldn’t want to be the personal concubine to a goddess. *He winks leaning in and kissing her then moves down her neck as he starts to pump faster, while his kisses move to her heaving breasts.* God baby you feel so good. *He sits back up, his paws running down her chiseled abs, till he grabs her legs and pulls them up bringing her feet over his head. He kisses Doria’s muscular calf’s as his pace quickens and becomes more powerful causing her body to quake.*

*She reaches behind herself and grabs the headboard of the bed and uses the leverage to push herself into him as he thrusts* Yes faster, deeper YES more. *Her fingers grip into the board hard enough to begin warping the wood*

*Chance growls as he pumps her harder the sound of lustful moans and the slapping of their two bodies fill the air. Pushes as hard as he can watching her muscular body tighten and ripple as she braces with each thrust.* Oh yes baby, this is what you want isn’t, a big fat dick pumping your tight pussy isn’t it!

*Doria growls in return* You fucking know it. *She rhythmically clenches the muscles in her core to massage his cock* Yes, yes, yes oh god YES. *She screams to the sky*

*Chance wraps his arms around her thighs and lifts her up a bit allowing him to push deeper into her willing womanhood, the head of his drooling cock now pushing against her cervix.* That’s baby let it out, I want you to cum on my fat dick. Cum for me Doria! *Chance now moves into full jackhammer mode as he feels her tightening up for an impending release that she needs and wants very badly. Chance watches in between is own waves of pleasure as Doria’s grip tightens on the head board, causing it to splinter, her luscious breasts as they bounce with each thrust, her textured skin glistening with sweat and her exquisite physique flexing with pleasure.*

*Her moans become louder and more intense* YES YES YES YES YES, *The bed creaks and groans under that strain of their combined sex battle*

*Chance feels himself building to an orgasm, the surge growing in his loins. Each softball sized testicle churning for long waited release, and with each moan, each thrust, each creak of the bed, the smell of sex and sweat, each move Doria makes brings him one step closer to an unprecedented release.* Oh baby I'm close, I'm gonna cum soon! *He cries out, over the sounds of the bed and their bodies, to his lover between huffs as she feels the head of his thrusting cock start to swell, causing the barbs to extend outward and creating another new sensation for her pleasure.*

*Her eyes widen at the new feeling* Ohh and it changes too, how did i get so lucky? *She wraps her legs around his hips and pulls him in as deep and a tightly as she can*

*Chance grits his teeth as he tries to hold out, moaning loudly as Doria locks him in.* Oh shit....Doria I'm going to cum! D.....do...you need me to pull out? *He keeps his eyes closed as he moans out, trying to keep from flooding her womb, at least without permission.*

*She legs tense around his waist* FUCK NO JUST DO IT. *She screams at the top of her lungs, rattling the windows and doors of the house*

*Chance's eyes widen.* Yes ma'am! *He places his paws on top of her hands, his claws sink into the head board locking their hands together, his feet pushing against the foot board as he pushes hard into Doria. He pumps her like a rabbit in heat as he begins to erupt. Chance lets out a deafening roar as the first jets of his hot seed flood into Doria's womb. Chance unleashes copious amounts of pent up cum into her* RAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHHHHAAAAAA! OH GOD I'M CUMING DORIA! *He starts to spasm while he continues to thrust into his sexy sharks' willing pussy as jet after hot jet flooding her with so much of his baby batter that it starts to squirt out and dip down between them and on to his silk sheets.*

*She arks her back and clenches around his cock as she roars, tearing the corners off of the headboard before dropping limply to the bed*

*Chance slows his pace to a casual rocking, his cock still squirting into her. He leans over her and kisses her passionately.* Holy smokes, that was intense. I hope I was able to please you Doria. *He starts kissing her neck.* If not, we can go again, and ensure you climax. But if you did orgasm then we can still go again. *His kisses move down the middle of her chest.* I want nothing more then to please my Amazonian goddess. You are so amazing, I can’t believe you have entered my life, and I want to do everything to keep you in it.

*Her breathing is heavy but she looks at him with a loving smile* You... did... everything... right. *She sits up* I need a shower. *She stands up and walks to the bathroom, she leans against the door frame and look back at him* Well ya coming or what? *She lightly smacks her ass and winks at him* Or are you tired?

*Chance leaps over the foot board and struts past her, his still half erect cock bouncing from side to side, and into the bathroom, trying not to look winded.* Don’t worry my dear, I may not be in shape as you, but I can go more than one round. *He says with a wink. Reaching into the tub he starts the water, and while waiting for it to warm up, he pulls a lighter out of the drawer and lights a few candles in the bathroom.* Think your going to really enjoy taking a shower with me Doria. *He reaches back in the tub and moves the lever so that water comes out of two shower heads, one on the ceiling and one on the wall.* Prepare to be treated like the goddess you are.

*She looks around at the size and design of the room* Well you're just full of surprises. *She steps over the lip of the tub and stands in the downpour of the duel streams* Ohh it feels so good. *Water runs over her body, around her shapely breasts and down her cliff-like abs* Chance darling, your Goddess is waiting... *She places her arms behind her head and pushes out her chest, she glances over to him*... you don't want her to get lonely do you? *She extends her arms out beckoning him to her side*

*Chance chuckles.* I’ve created a monster. *He reaches out and takes her hand and kisses it, he then starts kissing up her arm until his height precludes him from going further.* Is the temperature to your liking my queen? *Chance turns to the back wall of the tub and picks up a loofah and squirts it with some soap. Turing around he sees Doria absentmindedly enjoying the shower, letting it run down her neck and back. He reaches out and gives her plush yet firm butt a pinch snapping her back to reality.* Would you be so kind as to kneel down please sweetheart. I don’t have a step ladder handy, would be a bit difficult for me to bathe you without some way of starting from the top. *He chuckles some more.* Short guy problems. Your girlfriend is taller than you.......*His eyes widen.* I.....I.....mean, I’m not insinuating your my girlfriend.....I mean that’s a discussion for later but I’d like to think that this is starting to qualify as a relationship.....I’m being presumptuous, I’m sorry. I’ll shut up. *He laughs nervously as Doria kneels down letting Chance lather her shoulders and neck first, until it generates a rich foam lather. Chance slides his paws onto her shoulders and starts to massage them.*

*Doria begins to laugh, it starts as a chuckle and builds until she's nearly in tears* Listen to you, we met in a gym where you passed out, then not even a day later we went on a date to a sushi restaurant and spilled our life stories at each other, then we came to your place for drinks and sex, on the first date. *She continues laughing* I guess you might as well call me your girlfriend because at this rate we're going married by the weekend. *She places her hand on her face and tries to calm herself down* Not that I mind even the slightest bit, you're a great guy and I'm lucky to have found you. *Still Kneeling she turns around to face him, she reaches over to him and pulls him in to a soapy hug* I love you so much, my dopey little cat-man.

*He leans in and passionately kisses her the suds squirting up as they embrace.* I love you too Doria. I guess you’re right though, things have progressed rather quickly. I guess I need to go out and get a engagement ring for you. *They chuckle and he kisses her hand and gives her a wink before returning to bathing Doria, soaping up her arms and then massaging them randomly giving her kisses while he does.* Hypothetically, if I were to as you to marry me......what would you say?

*She stops for a second and thinks* I'd probably say yes, today's been so wonderful I'd want everyday to be just like it. *She rubs her hands up his chest and stomach* You spend so much time complimenting me but you're not bad yourself, lean and tight like an iron rod.

*He smiles and looks away briefly, but continues to lather her and massage her.* I learned the hard way, not telling someone you love how much you care, how beautiful they are, how your life is better with them in it, how unique and wonderful they are, besides a gentleman always gives his lady compliments. So I shall shower you with praise and kisses and plenty of hot passionate sex. *Chance purrs as Doria’s hands run through his chest fur.* And well if I’m an iron rod then you my dear are a titanium switch blade. A precision weapon in the hands of a skilled assassin.

*She places a finger over his lips* Shhh if you get any sweeter i fear you might melt, I'm not nearly thin enough to be a switch blade, the Titanium part i'll grant you as i'm well hard... *She flexes just a bit*... but i'm more of a hammer, and as for giving me complements you've showered me in enough compliments and praise to keep me by your side till the end of time itself. *She grabs both his hands in hers and stares him straight in the eyes* There is not a force in the universe that could pull me away from you and nothing you could say or not say would ever make me change my mind, you are that perfect do you understand me?

*Chance stares into her sapphire colored eyes, loving and confident.* Sorry I’m not very good at taking compliments, to many fail relationships and forgotten friends. It’s hard to feel perfect. But you do make me feel. *Tears well up my in his eyes.* ....I mean you’ve awoken dormant feelings, feelings I thought I’d never feel again. Yet here I am standing in a shower with a woman who has reignited my passion, my lust for life, and her. I’m not going to lose you, like I’ve lost so many others. Now turn back around so I can get your back. *He holds up the loofah.*

*She turns around for him* As long as you've got mine, I've got yours. *She tips her head back and enjoys the feeling of his warm hands gliding over her back* It's always hard to move on with your life when someone you loved who you thought loved you back hurts you but as much as your heart hurts you take that pain and you mold it into a drive to do your best and make something of yourself but most of all you never let it destroy what makes you great.

*Chance smiles.* It is hard to move on from something like that, I’m sure you know. I found myself wallowing in my own self pity, and now that you’ve come into my life I want to every waking moment with you and have you by my side. I will always “cover your six” as we say in aviation. Now stand up, time for the legs.

*She nods and stands to her full height* My father always said you can tell more about a person when they're at their lowest then the best. *She pours some shampoo into her hand and begins rubbing it into her hair* We're kindred spirits you and I, and we're gonna show the world what true love is.

*Chance smiles* Your father sounds like he was a wise man. *He say warmly as he caresses her muscular legs before lathering them up.* I think our lives are going to change for the better. *His paws kneed her powerful legs.* God Doria, I can’t get enough of you, I love everything about you. Your body, your height, your killer smile, your blue eyes, your long flowing hair but mostly it’s your soul. How with a single look single statement you can make me feel so much better. Oh and there is one other thing about you I love.... *His finger gently strokes the lips of her lovely womanhood.* Not only are we going to show them what true love is but what passionate love is too.

*She softly moans* I'm counting on it. *She removes the shower head from the wall and uses it to rinse the shampoo from her hair then returns it to the wall* That's better now. *She leans forward to look down at Chance scrubbing away at her legs* How are things going down here?

Things are going splendidly my dear. Although being right her starring at you pussy is getting me excited. *He finishes her legs and move to her feet, kneeling down on one knee Chance lifts her leg and places her foot across his thigh, he starts rubbing her feet.* You know you have sexy legs and very maintained feet, you go get pedicures?

Not really they just sorta look after themselves, my legs are some of the areas where the skin gets rough so there's not really much to do other then wash them regularly and the claws mostly deal with themselves, anyway there would need to be a pedicure place with power tools to tame these things. *She flexes the muscles in the lifted foot, large eagle like talons slide out from her toes* No one really knows when claws like these became common in my family, My mother had them and so did her sisters, her mother, her grandmother, and every other shark female in my family. *She wiggles the claws around before retracting them* They're a complete anomaly, sharks like me are supposed to have webbed feet as a holdover from our time in the ocean, every other part of me shows that, my skin, the double eyelids, the gills, these teeth but no webbed feet. *She rubs her neck* It makes less sense if you follow the ancestry, most of my family has been sharks or other slimier aquatic people with the only major deviation being my own father and my great great grandfather who was a god damn Beagle. *She laughs*

Hmmm that is rather a unique feature. Canines have claws but not retractable. As far as I know feline and a few rodent like creatures have retractable claws. Oh and a species of frog, but that one isn’t claws there more like spines. Hmmm damn peculiar. Maybe you got some cat in you, aside from a little bit ago. *Chance laughs out loud at his bad pun.* Anyways if your not busy tomorrow I could take you to were I get my claws done. *His toe claws unsheathe and clink against the tub floor.* And before you say it, no I don’t think is in manly. It was either pedicures or no claws. All the running I used to do back in the day caused my claws to start deform. So it was simple choice. *Happily he continues rubbing her soapy foot as he chats.* Hell why not make a day of it? I’ll make some breakfast, get our feet done and some light shopping and a movie perhaps?

*She holds her hands in front of her chest and shakes them in a faux girly manner* And maybe we can get our hair done and drink Starbucks and talk about boys. *She ruffles his hair lovingly* Sounds like fun ya gaylord. *She laughs*

*Chance's face deadpans.* Funny. Ten thousand comedians out of work and here you are telling jokes.....you do realize I am holding your foot it would be a shame if you were ticklish. *He runs a finger along the bottom of her foot.* What would you like to do tomorrow?

Don't misunderstand me going out sounds like fun. *She folds her arms and waits for him to finish* Also you're holding my foot because I'm letting you. *She briefly looks away* And for the record yes i am ticklish but if you try i will break you in half over my knee.

*Chance looks up at her with a big evil grin as his fingertips gently walk up and down the bottom of her foot.* I never would have guessed it. But I guess everyone has a weakness. And now I know yours. *He laughs and over exaggerated evil laugh as he finishes rinsing her feet off.* Don’t worry I wouldn’t tickle you here. Might slip or something, that and the tactical advantage you have. Besides I’ve been broken in half, got the dislodged vertebrae to prove it, it’s not something I’d care to repeat. *He stands back up.* I think that about does it. Let me clean myself up and we’ll be done. *He grabs his shampoo and pours some on his head, chest and legs. He closes his eyes while working up a lather on his head.* What if we just went to the beach. I’ve got a cooler, beach umbrella, some chairs. We could make a day of it. Bet you are graceful as hell in the water, being an aquatic and all?

*She squats down behind him and starts messaging soap into his soft fur* You can't even imagine how great i look in water. *Her hands slowly move down from his chest to his abs and then to his crotch* It's only fair that i get a feel.

*Chance coos softly as Doria's hands run over his body, and as her powerful hands find his fat member he leans back into her and starts purring.* Oh you can do more than feel it if you want, when ever you want. *His breath quickens as he becomes erect in her hands, her touch soft yet purposeful.* Oh Doria, you certainly know how to drive me wild.

*She traces a finger down the length of his cock* Who's your friend? *She wraps her hand around it, the bumps rubbing against the soft flesh of her palm, she begins slowly stroking up its length marvelling in its strangeness* Its so bumpy. *Her other hand reaches further down and rolls his sack in her hand*

*Chance huffs as Doria strokes his swelling member, throbbing in her hand with his pulse. He looks down as he feels her other hand fondle his boys, amazed she can do it with one hand due to there larger size.* Ohhhhhhh, well originally they were like my tongue, sharp. A genetic old over from my tiger ancestry. The most feline males had them, ahhhhhhaaaaaaaaaa, used to remove competitors sperm from females. *Chance's breaths shorten as Doria's skilled hands work a little faster.* Cock barbs have all but been bread out, it's rare but sometimes it shows up. I had them surgically altered, rounded down, after a awkward and horrifying sexual experience as a teen. *His paws grab her arms to steady himself, her bulging biceps inadvertently flexing at his touch, causing him to gently caress them and moan in approval.* Mmmmmmm, of course its been hard to find dates that are okay with my genitalia, they think it some crazy sexual transmitted disease or something or I'm some sort of sadistic freak who did some outrageous body altering surgery.

*She speeds up her massaging, rubbing the tip at the top of each stroke* Well what the fuck do they know, this thing feels great. *She fondles as rolls the weight in her other hand* And i know what that's like not many guys understand what the weird extra lips on my pussy are, that and they never want to go down there without a reinforced girder to keep my legs apart. *She releases his scrotum and places her hand on his chest and holds him between her breasts, then she lies down in the bath and resumes fondling him* Weird question though if you could change your penis what kind would you change it to and why?

*Chance chuckles a little.* Well I used to do a lot of thrill seeking back in my younger days, I guess burying my face in between an Amazonian woman thighs, is just another thrill. Although I don't think the girder would stop you. *Chance relaxes as the shower rains down, safely nestled in Doria's bosom.* When I was younger I hated mine, because of the barbs. I would always see the tall stallions with the little cute girls. Who was going to want to be with a short goofy tiger mix with spiky penis. At least if I had a stallions cock, you know cause they are bigger, but after I grew up I realized my isn't exactly tiny. *He purrs as she strokes him, closing his eyes enjoying her affections.* I was wondering about those extra lips, figured they were something to do with keeping water out since your an aquatic, not that it bothered me though since I was just down there partaking of your sweet nectar. But if we are asking questions, if you could change any one thing about yourself, what would it be and why?

*She chuckles at the thought of him with a horse's cock* God you'd be like a tri-pod. *She gives his cock a light squeeze and twiddles one of the barbs with her thumb* And for me well that's a funny question as many problems has i might have i love my body and who i am, though there was a time when i was very young where i was jealous of all the girls in school with beautiful pampered fur. *She switches hands and runs her fingers through his chest hair* It was fashionable back then to get your fur done like famous celebrities and not having fur i couldn't do that, there was various shark celebrities sure but they tended to paint their bodies and body paint was against most school rules, so i guess i would want to be a dog or cat, anyone with soft, dense fur.

Well I think you look stunning without fur, I love your markings. Besides fur is such a hassle, especially when you get done with a shower. But whenever you long to run you finger through some fur, you know where to find me. *Chance takes her hand from his chest and gently kisses it before putting it back on his chest.* But I must admit painting your body does sound fun. *Chances hips buck instinctively as her strokes his drooling cock, pre leaking in copious amounts onto her long slender fingers.* Oh Doria, I'm getting close......

*She speeds up her stroking while whispering in his ear* Who's mama's lovely kitty? *Faster and faster she strokes surging him closer to his climax* Be a good boy a purr for mama like a happy kitty.

*Chance moans out loud as her stokes become more deliberate.* Ohhhhhh you are mmmmmmmm....so evil......*She gently squeezes his girthy meat at his act of playful defiance.* Ahhhhhh.......ohhhhhhhh.....I'm mama's pretty kitty...... *He naturally purrs as she strokes him but me ensures its louder than normal.* Should I call you Mistress to while I'm at it.......ahhhhhhh......*The head of his cock starts to swell as the impending orgasm builds, his grip on her arms tighten and his tail swishes about feverishly*

That's a good boy. *Her stroking becomes quicker Until she feels his cock swell in her hand* Yes. *She squeezes his cock in time with his loads, pointing his cock upwards like a perverted fountain.

Ohhhh god Mistress, I'm cumming! *A thick pearly white stream erupts from his cock, shooting several feet into the air until gravity takes hold and brings landing on his chest with a lewd splat. The next load rockets out and lands at Doria's feet, and for the next few minutes his hefty sac churns out his seed coating the two lovers and most of the shower walls before his orgasm slows to a dribble, covering his cock and fuzzy sac in sticky jizz.* Ohhhhh hooollllyyy shit that was intense. I never been jacked off before, let alone a reach around. Wow.....you are amazing.

Yeah i guess we're both full of surprises. *She sits up and then stands holding him in one arm while see braces herself with the other* Now lets deal with this. *She turns him around holds him by the shoulders and begins licking the cum off his chest, Her large cow like tongue effortlessly clearing the liquid ivory without disturbing the hair, once his chest is clean she places him back down in the spray of the shower* You can deal with the rest of that I need to deal with this. *She points up at her Mohawk clinging wetly to the side of her head* Tell you what though you taste pretty good, anyway got any large towels or is this all you got? *She holds one of the towels from the rack by the sink.

*He blushes at the complement.* Well your down right tasty yourself. Hold on Ive got bigger towels in the hall closet, hold on one sec. He hoses himself off, large clumps of jizz plopping onto the shower floor. He then shakes himself somewhat dry and hops out for the shower into the bedroom and disappears form sight, but returns momentarily with two large towels and a beach towel.* Here you go, you can use these two to dry off and do that towel Hindu head wrap turban thing and this beach towel should be long enough to wrap around yourself. Oh and if you want there is that thing in the corner there, its like a giant hair drier. One of those downsides to having fur. *He takes the towels she was holding and gives her the the three he has. He hangs his back up and hops back in the shower washing his seed from his fur by switching the hand held nozzle into power washing mode and running it over his body forcing his cum out of the deeper sections of his fur.*

Neat. *She quickly dries herself with the towels then wraps the beach towel around her waist leaving her chest bare* That feels better. *After she finishes fixing her hair she takes a look at the machine in the corner* Huhh I remember seeing ads for these things on TV The fur dryer 3000. *She cocks for head in surprise* Is this the Grande model? These things are no joke they're like 4 grand right?

Oh I don't know. *He waves his hand dismissively.* My ex wife wanted it, she was a long haired cat. It was to big for her to take when she left, that and the fact she is not an electrician. So it stayed. I rarely use it, but do feel free to give it a try. I think you might like it, even if you are sans fur. *Chance turns off the shower and shakes before opening the shower curtain and stepping out to dry off.* I did think about getting rid of it, but figured it might add value to the house if I ever sell it.

Ether that or it will be a huge headache for the next owner. *She waves it off and turns to leave the bathroom* Nah i'm good it's easy for me to get dry with my skin being naturally water resistant and all, also being too warm makes me lethargic. *She walks into the bedroom and notices the state of the bed* I can pay for a new one bigger and stronger. *She picks up a piece of headboard* What do you think of walnut?

*He walks out into the bedroom noticing the mess.* Ahh don't worry about it. I'm actually building a new bed setup in in the garage. It will have drawers build into the bottom and the bed will lift up like a car bonnet to access the long center bit behind the drawers so you can put ski's or in my case Long Rifles. *He makes the motions demonstrating everything.* And the head board will be built to the wall, and funny you should mention it but I have a piece of Brazilian Walnut I want to use for it. Problem is it's one of the hardest woods in the world, and its killing my saw blades. Besides beds don't get much bigger than king size.

Wow it sounds like you know your stuff. *She tosses the piece of headboard aside* Well this will need washing. *She pulls the top blanket off the bed and hands it to Chance* We didn't even wait to get into the bed. *She pats the rest of the bedding for any wet spots* Well at least most of it was well contained. *Throwing the beach towel over a chair she climbs into the slightly ruined bed* Its still good for one more night. *She crosses her arms behind her head and leans against the damaged headboard. Have you considered an Emperor size bed?

Well wood working is one of the few things my father taught me that wasn't survival skills or tactical proficiency. *He smiles as he takes the comforter and throws it into the rather empty closet that runs the entire length of the side wall.* Ill wash it in the morning. *He looks at Doria as she lies nude on his bed, the king size mattress looking rather small in comparison. He grabs a small remote and activates a tower fan in the corner of the room and happily stands in front of it while still somewhat damp.* Turning around he faces his sweet shark, his fur blowing with fan breeze.* And Emperor size bed? Never heard of one, that thing must be bloody huge. I guess that must be what you have, given your height an all, I can only guess how much one of those cost. This bed is one of those cooling Tempurpedic ones and it was near as makes no difference five grand. *Chance strikes various poses in front of the fan letting the cool air reach all points on his body, but mostly because it was causing Doria to giggle a little and he enjoyed the sound of her voice especially when he laughed.* Oh do you need a blanket? I keep the house cool at night and also run the fan, for the breeze and the white noise, I hope that won't be a problem?

*She watches the young cat man pose for her amusement* Oh it's no problem at all i mean its your house... *She lays on her side, resting her head on her arm and tracing a line up her side and between her breasts then up to her lip* But i must say this bed could be warmer. *She winks to him.

*Chance beams as he saunters over to the bed, and hops in with her pulling up next to her, placing his paw on her cheek.* Well I want you to be comfortable here too, I mean seeing as we are going to be seeing more of each other, I want you to feel relaxed and comfortable even more so then your own place. But don't worry my sweet I'll keep you very warm. *He gives he a wink and a gentle kiss. He lays back on his pillow and looks down at his feet, wiggling his toes.* Never thought I'd see a bed this big look so small. *Chances feet sit over a foot away from the foot board, then he looks at Doria's who's firmly planted on the foot board.* Hey just a thought, why don't you sleep diagonally across the bed. that would give you plenty of room to stretch out and plenty of room on either side for me. That way you don't have to be crammed between the head and foot boards, the diagonal looks like....*he sits up and looks at the mattress......what is that like, nine feet, plenty of room so you don't have to be curled up like a ball. *Chance moves allowing Doria the have the space across the bed.*

*She moves herself round a bit to make use of the new space* Well aren't you a gentleman. *She grabs him around the waist and pulls him to her, hugging him like a pillow* Guess who's permanent little spoon?

Ahhhggaa! *Chance cries out in surprise as she pulls him close, as she cuddles him between her bulging biceps.* Well not like I would have been the big spoon anyways, what's best for me is if I lie on my side like this, and you spoon up beside me, your arm draped over me. Lovingly kissing my neck or ear, ladies choice. If we do it the other way, I get your hair caught in my throat and I choke in the night. *He gives her a cheesy smile. Suddenly the light on the night stand goes out plunging the room into complete darkness.* Oops forgot about that, I have my lights on timers for when I'm not home. *He purrs as she holds him as they lay there in the dark.* Hey I have a question, I'm just curious, what is you deepest sexual fantasy, your biggest kink? There has to be something that secretly turns you on, besides me. *He says with a chuckle.* I know I kind of already asked this, but you have to have a secret desire, fantasy, you know like sex on the beach at sunset, sex in a public place, masturbating in front of someone, multiple partners, something? I want to help you realize it. *He gently kisses her neck, and softly purrs.*

*She goes quiet for a second, its dark but Chance can tell she's blushing* Well that's a weird question, I mean i don't really have an answer. *She squirms a bit in bed not really wanting to say anything* Well i suppose I've got a thing for smaller lovers, but that's more of a effect of large men being arseholes and sex in public has always been one of those things you think about doing... *She idly waves her hands* You know for the thrill and all that, but I can't say i have many kinks or "deep sexual fantasies" I'm remarkably plain when it comes to sex. *She rests her arm over his chest and sighs* Sorry if I've disappointed you.

*Chance sighs sadly.* I'm sorry I didn't mean too upset you. And you don't disappoint me, I don't think you ever could. *He places his paws on her arm draped over his chest.* It's just I kind of feel bad, here I am living out one of my biggest fantasies just being with you, I just want to do everything I can to make you as happy as you are making me. *He sighs again* This is probably going to come out wrong but I sense a sadness, a loneliness in you, you work out, eat, sleep, hangout with your friends and have fun, but I get the feeling you feel something is missing from your life. I want be the one who you can let your hair down with, have fun, explore yourself with, be the the missing part or at least be there when you find it. Sorry I don't mean to be pushy, and you can tell me to clam up if need be, it's just these last few hours have made me the happiest I've been in a very long time, so much so I'm fit to be tied. I just want you know how much you mean to me and that I am willing to do everything I can to make you as happy as you make me. I'm not losing you like so many others, with my failure and inability to express my emotions and feeling, aside from hate and rage I want you to know that I would use my dying breath to tell you I love you. I want you to stay with my till we are old and grey, and have love that would be the envy of the gods themselves. *He takes Doria hand a kisses it softly before placing back on his chest.*

*She hugs him close* Like i said you could't lose me if you tried and i know you just want to make this a fair relationship I just... *She tenses uncomfortably* I just don't know if you'll react like everyone else in my life.

Well I don't know how I'll react to every situation, but I to promise I will keep an open mind and talk to you about. But I doubt there is anything you do, any secret you could have that would change how I feel about you or make me leave....well aside from, what was it you threatened me with when I said I'd tickle you? *He rolls towards her and puts his paws on her sides.* Breaking me in half over your knee? *He starts tickling the muscular shark without mercy.*

*She squirms involuntarily* Hahah stop it ya prick. *She places her hand on his chest and pushes him against the bed* Ok then i guess i need to tell you, *She takes a deep breath* I've always kinda wanted to be pregnant, not so much have kids angle though I like kids, I just mean the whole act of being pregnant has always had a weird draw to me. *She nervously rubs her fingers together* But it seems that everyone in my life has told me not to. My mother was and still is a stickler for the whole marriage then kids thing, I mean they had been married for 2 years before having me and all of my various trainers kept saying "Don't go getting knocked up or you'll never make it in bodybuilding" so i never pursued it in any real way. *Her hands rub at her flat, muscular stomach* But when i see these women walking around happy and radiant with life growing inside them i just want to feel that. *She rolls over rests her head on her arms* So there you go now you've heard the crazy thing that lost me most of my relationships.

*He stares at her in disbelief, knowing that she can see him perfectly in the dark. But he can also she her and he pained expression.* So wait, let me see if I've got this strait, you want to be pregnant but the guys you were with didn't, and your career has gotten in the way, and your wholesome family values until your married? Well first off, I respect the whole until your married thing, and agree. Even though my son was out of wedlock. Second about the career, you can still work out sans the heavy core workouts while you are pregnant, and I would be more than willing to help support you while you were pregnant since you wouldn't really be able to compete. And third, you are right pregnant women do the whole glowing thing, and just when I thought you couldn't get sexier, you being pregnant, I think my dick would just explode as it wouldn't be able to contain all of the blood from my entire body. So I guess the only way this is going to work is we are going to have to get married. *He leans in and kisses the sharks soft cheek.*

*She sits up and looks at him, the light from the moon peaking through the gaps in the blinds enough to illuminate the surprise on her face* So you're not weirded out or anything? *Chance shakes his head and shrugs* Oh my god i can't believe it. *She holds her hands over her mouth, it looks for all the world like she's about to start crying*

*He pulls her close and embraces his love tightly as silent tears stream down her cheeks.* Hell I thought I might be pushing it that's why I didn't mention it, I didn't want to scare you off be talking about having babies. But are you kidding me. I'll impregnate you as many times as you want me to! *he says with a light chuckle.* You are going to be a wonderful mother, and one sexy prego that's for sure. *He continues to hold his stunned beauty in his arms as they embrace in the faint slivers of silvery moonlight.*

*She smiles a loved smile and enjoys his embrace* Well we've got a long road ahead of us that's for sure. *She moves out of the embrace and they sit staring at each other* So we're going to take this all the way, more dates, meet the family, marriage, kids, and a big house?

*He smiles.* Well I think the house part is covered for now. There is three other bedrooms, and schools near by. I have a small gym in the sun room, and a big back yard for children to roam around in. I don't think dating will be much of a problem, a marriage is you do? I do. Having kids is rather simple....insert penis onto vagina and ta-freaking-done. *he say laughing* So meeting the family will be probably be the only sticking point. Which fair warning, my parents will drive you mad, very, very mad, I'm still amazed they are married. *He holds Doria's hands.* Seriously they will drive you mad. But I'm willing to go down this road with you by my side.

*She rubs the back of her neck* Well that's a frank description of it and don't worry if your family gets too annoying i'll just hit em with one of these. *She flexes her large arms* But not really hit them, that would be very bad manners. *She stretches and lets out a large yawn* Wow I'm fucking beat. *She lies back down in bed and holds her arms open inviting him back into the embrace* Anyway if you're really worried that your family is gonna leave a bad impression we can go see my mother first i'm sure she'd love to meet you.

*Chance curls up back in her arms and softly purrs.* I'd love to meet your mother, she sounds just lovely. *Chance yawns, then clears his throat.* But I would also have to meet your father....even though, he's passed on.....I would have to ask him for his daughters hand in marriage, because it's the gentlemanly thing to do. I know, I know it sounds weird, but I'm fairly confident he watches over his only daughter like a hawk. So I need to put my best foot forward as it were. *Chance yawns again* Hopefully though he was't watching a little bit ago....*He suddenly sit bolt upright and turns to look at Doria.* Oh crap, I just realized I came in you.....and seeing as we are not married yet.....ummm, ahh, are you, umm on the pill, or something......oh boy.....did I just screw up.....I mean it is possible not to get pregnant after one time but equally possible that you could.....*he looks at Doria with concern.* Please tell me I did just screw up our relationship?

*She smiles at him, gently grabbing his arm she pulls him back into the embrace* Shh trust me it will take many good hard dickings before anything takes. *She strokes his head reassuringly* And yeah we can go see him when we visit, it's been to long since i spoke to him anyway so if he is watching he's a mildly miffed hawk.

Or he's ready to strike me down with a bolt of lightening......I did just deflower his little girl. *He starts to purr again as Doria pets him, in between yawns.* I love you Doria. Sweet dreams my love. *He sits up and gives he a long passionate kiss before curling up in her arms, purring contently as he drifts off to sleep in the arms of his true love.*

*She laughs quietly to herself* "deflower his little girl" you wonderful idiot... *She find a comfortable position and pulls him in gently and whispers* My wonderful idiot.

A great buy of her.