Dawn:
Shortie by Lone Wolf

	The heat had been opressive all night. The bamboo hut still sweltered 
from the previous night's weather. Despite all of this, he was covered in a 
soft cotton sheet. All that he had to cool the room was a single, slow 
moving ceiling fan.
	The red sun peeked through the wooden blinds, shining onto the simple 
bed. It aroused the wolf from his slumber. He winced, shielding his eyes 
from the the red blast that annoyed his senses. He stretched, a gray furred 
leg falling off the side of the bed, and slowly opened his eyes. "What time 
is it?" he groaned.
	"It is 6:30 in the morning," the computer at the other end of the room 
hummed. "It is the fourth day of your vacation. You've been asleep for seven 
hours."
	He moved his hand from his eyes, having finally adjusted to the light. 
"Oooooh...What happened?"
	"I am not entirely sure," the computer responded. "Why don't you ask 
her?"
 	"Ask? Who?" He felt movement up against him. He slowly looked down and 
saw the white furred beauty laying down next to him. The snow leopardess who 
lived down the hall back home lay beside him, stark naked. He quickly pulled 
the sheet over her nude form, attempting to hide her shapely curves should 
anyone intrude. He slowly ran his hand across her cheek, gently waking her 
up.
	
	She curled up closer to him and yawned. "Hmm?"
	He smiled. "Good morning," he said softly.
	"Oh!" She shrank back for a few moments, but relaxed once she realized 
that everything was okay. "Good...good morning."
	"How are you?"
	She blushed. "I'm fine..." She rested up against him.
	"Well, you're right about that. You are fine."
	She smiled. "Thank you."
	He yawned. "Do you know what happened last night?"
	"I...I don't know. I can't remember much. I met you down at the bar. 
You bought me a drink..." She yawned. "And we must have dozed off."
	"Dozed off like this? Are you sure?"
	"What do you mean?" He hesitated before reaching up and rubbing her 
side. She shivered, only to realize moments later what was going on. She 
quickly pulled away and sat up, covering herself with the sheet. "Did...did 
we...?"
	"No." He sat up. "That's the only thing I do know." He watched her as 
she knelt there, watching him with a scared look on her face. "I'll...I'll 
go get your clothes." He slowly got up.
	
	"WAIT!"

	He stopped and turned to look at her.
	She watched him, one arm across her chest, the other reaching toward 
him. She watched him for a few seconds before lowering her arm. "It's okay. 
You don't have to."
	"Are you sure?"
	"Y-yeah." She started to lay back down.
	"Are you okay?"
	She leaned on her side, facing him. "I'm fine. Don't worry."
	He sat down on the bed. "You're unusually calm, considering the 
circumstances."
	She blushed. "Y-yeah. I guess I am."
	He lay down beside her. "Why?"
	"Well...I hate to admit it..."
	"But?"
	"I've...I've had a...a thing for you for a while..."
	He rested his head on his hands. "Really?"
	She moved closer, placing a hand on his chest. "Yeah." She pulled 
herself closer, her pert little breasts brushing up against his body. "But 
I've never had the guts to tell you."
	"Why not?" he asked as he wrapped an arm around her.
	"I...I didn't know...if you had...the same feelings..."
	He started to rub her arm. "Would you like to know the truth?"
	"Yes, please."
	"You really want to know the truth, hottie from down the hall?"
	She blushed. "Yes..."
	"You really, really want to know, cutie?"
	She blushed even worse. "Stop it."
	"You want to know the truth?" She nodded. He leaned closer. "The truth 
is.." His lips met hers in a tender, but very loving kiss. She moaned softly, 
wrapping her arms around his neck. He wrapped his arms around her waist and 
broke the kiss. "I've been admiring you too."
	She smiled and pulled herself on top of him. "Good. I'm glad we're on 
the same page."
	He chuckled and started to nuzzle her neck. "Yeah."
	She moaned softly, taking it all in. "N-no!"
	He stopped. "What do you mean, no?"
	"Not yet." She sat up slowly, revealing her nude form - pert little 
breasts, a shapely body, a slim, huggable waist, and her beckoning promised 
land. "No love making just yet."
	"Oh. All right." He reached up and caressed her cheek. "I can do 
that."
	She placed a hand on his. He could feel her cheeks burning. He 
chuckled and slid his hand down her neck, then her chest, and then her side. 
She cooed happily, following the motion. "Your hands are so soft..."
	He sat up slowly, kissing her cheek. "Then they're yours."
	She gave him a hug. "I love you."
	He nuzzled her neck gently. "Me too." She sighed and rested her head 
on his shoulder.

	"Good morning you two," the computer beeped. "How are you?"
	The snow leopardess sighed. "Fine," she said. "Absolutely fine."
	The computer whirred. "What did you do to her?"
	The wolf laughed. "Nothing that she didn't want..." He looked over at 
the glowing screen. "Any messages?"
	"None."
	"Fine. Hold all calls." He hugged his new lover. "I'm not answering 
any of them today. And clear my schedule." The snow leopardess smiled and 
nuzzled his neck.

	"I'm busy today."

End
Dedicated to my art director and current lover, Selece. I'm all yours, 
beautiful. ^.^
This material is © Lone Wolf and <([ Lone Wolf Studios ])>