While Mikey was in the bathroom, the front door opened and Rachel, Mrs. Li's daughter, walked in.
"Hi, Mom?!" she called out. "Are you home?"
Rachel entered the living room and, for a second, she froze. She thought she saw a large cat, some sort of panther or something, slinking on the floor. Then, she saw the cat was pulling off a set of tights. In fact, it was pulling off every stitch of clothing it was -- wearing? Finally, the cat turned and faced her.
"Rachel!" it said. "Hello! How was school today?"
Rachel stared at the creature. It had fur like a siamese cat. But the face and human hair on its head looked like ...
"Mom?"
"It's me!" said the cat-mother, stretching itself out in a very sensual way. "Mikey's here from next door!"
"Mikey?! Mom, put your clothes back on!"
"Why should I? It feels so much better this way! And its so much nicer to rub up against things this way! Stay there a minute!"
Mrs. Li rubbed against her daughter so firmly, Rachel almost fell over.
"Now, you rub my back! Slow! Gentle!"
"Mom, what happened to you?"
"Rub my back! Now!"
Slowly, as her mother had -- commanded? -- Rachel gently slid her hand down her parent's furry back. And then, she heard the sound. Her mother was purring!
"Mom," said Rachel, trying again, "just what haooohhhhh!!!"
"You like that?" said Mrs. Li.
Rachel didn't know what to say. Her mother's tail (My mom's TAIL! she thought) had slipped between Rachel's legs, and slid under her crotch.
