"Um… hello?" I answered back weakly, distracted by the tail still swinging behind her. It moved for another second before it stopped. It was a spotted, maybe she was dressed as a leopard. I never saw this feline creature in real life, but I had this inexplicable feeling that leopards did not have blue hair.
"Would you like to order anything?" She asked. I knew for a fact that the question was only out of politeness. They had a policy of buying food and drinks with a minimum of 50 dollars per person for those sitting in the gaming section.
"Ahm," I stifled a groan when both my thighs got pinched out of nowhere. Injustice. I was looking at her tail, not her thighs!
Hm? The thighs were also in my sight because the tail kept swinging? How is that my fault? It was a healthy curiosity toward novelty.
Thinking about it, was the tail part of her short skirt or was it plugged-
