Love in the moonlight
Jenny rolled the cup around her fingers, sniffing the wine. It was strong in her nose, very strong. “Possibly...” she murmured “1933 vintage?” “Got it in one” the man sitting to her right said, sipping his drink. Jenny looked at him, grinning. Jenny's face was quite striking, to a human, and her eyes were a flashing green. Her ears swept back from her head, furred and wolf like. She sat at the bar, her evening dress interrupted by a furry tail swishing back and forth under the stool. The man...
Erotic