Food comes, and you, and Tracy talk for a bit

Just then a neko maid holding a tray of food, and drinks walks up to the table.

“Sorry about the wait miss, I hope our star lemon custard treat here has been keeping you ‘satisfied’ as while you were waiting.” The maid say suggestively raising her eyebrows when she’s says the word satisfied as she places the order of food and, drink on the table.

“O-Oh yeah he’s been great really I’ve been having a great time!” Tracy says earnestly, though it seeming a bit weird to answer such a question with such suggestive undertones so casually.

“Great I’m glad you’ve enjoyed his ‘company’ though unfortunately some one else has ordered Star as their treat so he’ll have to wrap up his session soon after he finishes eating.” Speaks maid as she gives an apologetic bow.

“Oh that’s fine I’m just thankful for the time I already got to spend with him.” Says Tracy looking towards you with a twinkle of fondness in her eye.

“Thank you for your understanding, and here this is for you Star.” The maid then pulls out a second pair of shorts, and thong just like ones you were wearing.

“Oh thanks how did you know I need theses.” You say taking the clean pair of bottoms.

“Cameras, we got some one keeping an eye on things in the security room, for safety and quality.” Explains the neko, sticking a thumb out behind her to camera on the ceiling.

Guess the owner Tom wasn’t lying when he said they saved no expense on making this place a top tier neko experience. Makes you wonder just how many other things this place has to maximize its efficiency. The maid then snaps on a pair of cleaning gloves from she’s pulls from a pocket in her apron. As well she also takes out a sealed ziplock plastic bag.

“I’ll just take these down to laundry room, please eat up quick as some one else will be back to take you to your next customer soon.” She says putting your love seed stained clothes into the plastic bag.

Well guess you can add laundry room to one of the things this cafe has. Feeling you should probably be dressed before you eat, you put the new thong, and underwear on. Their elasticity allowing you to pull both the bottoms on with out having to take off your sneakers. Once decent you grab a fork, and knife looking over your meal on the plate as the delicious smell starts to make you salivate. The stack of pancakes before you look delectable, them all covered in a layer of maple syrup, and square of butter to top it all off.

“Okay then let’s dig in!” You say excitedly as you stick your fork right into the side of the stack.

So impatient you pull apart a big piece of pancake, not even bothering to cut it with your knife. Putting it into your mouth the flavor is absolute delicious, the pancake and, the syrup threading a perfect balance of surgery sweet tastiness, and fluffy light scrumptiousness.

“Wow this is really good!” Tracy speaks with a bit of surprise in her voice of just how well the food tastes.

“You almost sound surprised, I would thought that having such a tasty treat like my self would have tipped you off to the quality of our food.” You say stating this like it was a commonly known fact.

“Yeah I guess I should have guessed with how great everything else has been in this place the food would be great too.” Tracy says taking another stab at her food yet not taking a bite.

Instead she sort of just rotates the fork between her fingers while staring at it. You can almost visibly see her brain working, and you cock your head to the side wondering what she’s thinking about.

“What’s on your mind?” You ask, scooting a bit closer to Tracy as you look at her.

“O-oh it’s nothing please forget it.” Tracy says quickly waving her hand dismissively.

“It can’t be nothing if what every your thinking about is keeping you for eating.” You point out as you take a sip from your glass of orange juice.

“Well okay I guess it’s not nothing but...” Tracy trails off unsure of what to do.

Should she really tell you? Is it not better for her too keep silent, if to potential spare your feelings. Or would this only lead to tragedy festering like an untreated open wound? Letting the sickness grow underneath the sick poisoning the two of yours relationship till it eventually rises to the surface and pontential destroying? No, even if it’s easier for her, even if she potential might face rejection for it she must keep something like this secret.

“Star...” Tracy speaks your name softly as she keeps her eyes down at the table.

“Yeah?” You respond, putting down your fork, and knife, giving Tracy your full attention as you see the seriousness on her face.

She then takes a deep breath, and turns her head to face you, a air of resolve surrounding her.

“I truly do want to see you again, and do the things we did here again, but I have to confess something.” Tracy winces, every word hard for her to speak as it brought her closer, and closer to revelation.

To your response. Swallowing down a worrisome lump in her throat, Tracy presses on.

“I want you to know that there is some one I like, some one I want to you know be with, I haven’t told him how I feel but-but I can sort of feel that he’s the one.” Tracy’s face cringes as she speaks, she clenches her fist as tension builds with in her.

You stop for a second, gears turning in your head as you realize what she is saying.

“So your seeking the affections of another?” You asks, making doubley sure you understand Tracy correctly.

“Y-yeah exactly.” Tracy nods her head, teeth grit behind pursed lips she braces for the surly coming fallout of this admission.

She waits in vain though, as you don’t scream or, cry. You give no harsh words, nor even a combative look. Instead you give an understanding nod, as you see that Tracy is coming from a place of consideration. She doesn’t want to lead you on. Letting you know that despite her loving every second you spend together, she still has eyes for some one else. It’s strange, as you feel like some part of you should be upset by this. Knowing that the possibility of Tracy every being yours is just a pipe dream. However you don’t feel that way, instead you just feel content that you got to spend time with her, and that their’s a possibility you could spend more time with her in the future. It isn’t like your being fickle here either, as you look forward to seeing Tracy again.

She isn’t just regulated to a quick fuck, or just part of the job. You genuinely feel some form of bond towards her. Though rather then craving commitment or exclusive with her your just satisfied with just sharing a good time. To treasure your time together, even though the two of you might not have a intertwined future. If you have to put a label on it you would consider this blossoming relationship, a friends with benefits situation. Not a very grand title but an apt description none the less.

“I-I’m sorry I shouldn’t have said that...” Tracy looks down at her lap, thinking she just made things more complicated rather then better.

Tracy presumes that in your silence must be grappling with your emotions right. That once you crawl out of the wreckage of the bomb shell she just dropped on you, your going to feel hurt. She’s wrong on both accounts though.

“No no it’s okay I’m glad your concerned for me it’s what a good friend with should do, but I knew when I took this job not to fall in love with all the pretty girls like yourself princess.” You say giving a sly grin, as you lean back in your seat with your hands behind your head.

Tracy’s brow goes up with surprise upon seeing your reaction, as well as you calling her that.

“Friend...?” She utters the world quietly as she brings a closed hand to her chest.

“Yeah, you would say we got along well enough right?” You say to Tracy as you swipe at her side affectionately with your tail.

“A-Are you sure?” Tracy asks whipping her head back and forth like your going to get in trouble if any of the other neko’s heard you say something like that.

“Sure Tracy I wouldn’t mind hanging out after work some time if you would be up for, but if you want the whole catboy shebang your gonna have to find me here.” You smile to her breaking character momently to speak plainly.

“So your really not mad?” Tracy asks still slightly in disbelief that your so chipper.

“Nope I’m perfectly fine, I’m mean this really would be a terrible career choice for me professionally if I was the clingy type.” You joke, cat ears flicking with self amusement at your own humor.

With Tracy then looking a bit disheartened by you saying that you quickly clarify.

“Not that I wouldn’t mind seeing you every day for the rest of the time I worked here, just that I’m not the jealous type.” You explain waving your hand in a insistent manner.

Tracy then exhales a sigh of relief. The tension in her body relaxing as it seems that your really not angry with her.

“Thanks, appreciate you for being so understanding.” Tracy says looking a lot more calm, as the last of her anxiousness leaves her.

There’s then a lasting silence for a minute or two. Neither of you really saying anything after such an emotional charged conversation. You figure you probably should say something though. It is your job to keep the mood light.

“ahem So then princess...” You speak in mischievous tone, slipping back into the catboy persona.

“Tell me about this boy your chasing after.” You look at Tracy expectantly as you place your elbow on the table, and your hand under your chin.

“He-he um well I uhh.” Tracy’s eyes jump around the room, avoiding your gaze as she’s suddenly becomes a bit tongue tide.

“My, my princess is he that good, that even the thought of him leaves you speechless.” You laugh playfully as Tracy struggles to form a sentence.

Tracy blushs a little, before then seeming to compose herself, and clear her throat. She then takes a swig of orange juice as if it had some ****, and could provide her with some much needed instant courage.

“W-well he’s this guy I know...” Tracy speaks with still just hint of audible nervousness in her voice.

It’s rather obvious to you that she really likes this guy, you almost able to visibly see the butterflies she has in her stomach right now.

“Go onnnnnn.” You encrouge as you start munching on your food again.

“He’s like this online friend b-but we’ve face timed before so I know what he looks like and everything.” Tracy empathize that last part knowing that falling in love with some one online is a bit foolish as they can manipulate their appearance if you don’t do something like a live video to see them.

“I see, and tell me princess how long have you known each other?” You ask tail swaying with intrigue.

Normal going for some one online isn’t the greatest idea. So many complications can arise because of it. You reserve judgement for now though, just wanting to hear more about this person Tracy is crushing on as you eat.

“About like four years we talk about anime, play video games, dnd, and stuff like that over the internet.” Tracy fidgets with her hands as she describes the activities she, and this guy have had.

You nod once more as you take another drink of your orange juice. Sounds like a good friendship the way Tracy describes it, and she’s known the boy for a few years now so she’s sure to have felt out if he had any malicious intentions.

“So what made you fall for him in particular princess, is he perhaps well endowed, or does he have supple ass?” You say putting a fist under your chin to mimic the thinker, as if figuring out if Tracy was an ass girl or a cock girl when it came to finding the one.

“ack ack pffttt pfffttt w-what are you even ack saying pfffttt!?!” Tracy coughs nearly **** on a piece of her food in surprise.

“Ooooo is that how you want him to **** on your cock, or maybe gasp that’s how you want to **** on his.” You joke as you slap Tracy a few times on the back so that she doesn’t **** to ****.

Finally able to swallow the piece of waffle caught in her throat Tracy gives you a look. You smile with exaggerated expression of innocence in response. Displaying big old puppy dog eyes, as you act like you didn’t do nothing wrong.

“Was I a bit too vulgar princess?” You chirp raising a playful eyebrow at Tracy.

Then you take a more stern look, as you then ask something in earnest.

“Really though, what do you like about him?”

Then Tracy turns her face away from you for a second, she straightened a out her already tidy shirt. Seeming to try to find some momentary distraction before having to answer that question. Then with a quick exhale and, a timid rubbing of her own shoulder she looks to speak.

“Well... he’s always been really nice to me for starters, he doesn’t mind listening to me vent to him, and always is giving me advice...” Tracy stops speaking momently as she turns her face away again to scratch at her cheek, she’s clearly feeling shy about sharing something so personal about herself.

“...and he’s funny, and easy to get along with, despite him sort of coming form a different social circle.” Tracy says.

“What do you mean?” You ask curious, your cat ears curling upwards slightly.

“Well he’s kind of was like a Star athlete, growing up he did a bunch of doffent sports, and was pretty good in all of them going by what he told me.”

Tracy briefly pauses to eat some more of her waffles before containing.

“And he’s not really slowed down even now that he’s in college, he still does soccer, and is a total gym bro as well works out every weekend.”

Tracy pauses again.

“He’s pretty much the exact opposite from me as I’ve never been very athletic, that being said we actually like a lot of the same things, we enjoy a lot of the same movies, video games, TV, he even enjoys anime like me, I-I umm really like him he’s dear to me you know...” Says Tracy shifting uncomfortable around in her seat.

“Soooo have you really not told this guy your feeling in all the time you’ve know him?” You question Tracy.

“N-no I could never, I-I mean not yet there’s is no way he’d go for a girl like me as is.” Tracy says waving her hands dismissively at such a thought.

You make a low hmmm seeming to grasp the situation a bit better. The self conscious nerdy girl, and the handsome jock. Sounds like almost something out of a cheesy 80s movie. You get though why Tracy would be hesitant to tell the guy her feelings. You yourself never did have the confidence to approach anyone you liked in school if you perceived them to be out of your league. Yet you feel like Tracy is selling her she short.

“You have a picture of him I could see?” You ask holding out your hand expectantly to Tracy.

She looks down at your palm, hesitating at first. Tracy then reaches into her pocket, and pulls out her smart phone. She taps the screen a few times before then turning around the phone, and placing it in your hand. Taking a look at the screen you see a picture of what you assume is Tracy’s friend.

He’s got bleach blonde hair, that this spiked up, and cut short, close to military style cut. His face is well defined, jaw, and chin sharp. You would find the guy almost intimidating by his face alone if not for his large round eyes, and big ears that make him look a bit more friendly looking. Upon a normal looking nose sits a pair of black rimmed glasses, that two grayish bluish eyes hid behind. His face isn’t the really interesting part about him though. What really catches your attention is his body. The dude is built! Not like body builder built, but still quite muscular. Like this guy definitely was definitely a linebacker when he played football.

He appears to be flexing shirtless in the picture, wearing nothing but some socks, and gym shorts. The photo it’s self seems to be a screen shot from a video chat, which makes you think that Tracy took the picture discretely without the guy knowing. The goofy look he has on his face while flexing seems to reinforce this as he looks like he’s just joking around on video call rather then actually showing off his body. Thinking about this makes you suppress a giggle, as you can’t help but think about how Tracy must look at this photo in unreciprocated love, and lust on lonely nights. You consider poking fun at her for this, but you decide that would be a bit to mean of tease. Instead you hand Tracy back her phone.

“I see well honestly princess, he seems like the complete package so why not tell him how you feel?”

“W-well I don’t think he’d find me attractive enough...” Tracy admits, a look sadness in her eyes.

“Awwwww Princess...” Shaking your head sympathetic, you hug Tracy.

You run your tail up her back, stroking it up, and down her spine to provide even more physical comfort as you embrace her.

“Look your just psyching yourself out, you are really sexy princess, I said so as much myself.” You remind Tracy.

“I-I just feel like he would have made move already if he really liked me...” Says Tracy firmly planted in her negative outlook on the situation.

“Are you sure he hasn’t dropped any hints, some guys can be subtle like girls to you know.”

“He... has maybe flirted with me a few time, b-but I couldn’t tell if he was you know just being playful...”

Tracy has a guilty look her face as she speaks. You nearly face palm hearing this.

“So he DOES think your attractive, and you flirted back right?”

“Well ummm, I sort of was to nervous to ever really...”

“Princess...” You speak with a look of disappointing parent on your face.

“It-it wasn’t my fault I just got so anxious when ever he would, and-and I just couldn’t okay!” Tracy insists.

Just then another maid walks up to the table, which grabs the two of yours attention away from the current conversation.

“Hey sorry to interrupt, but Star’s reached his time limit unfortunately.” The maid bows her head apologizing.

“Oh... so he has to go now?” Tracy asks disappointed.

“I’m afraid so.” Says the neko giving a Tracy a sorrowful smile.

“Right then princess...” You begin to stand up wolfing down what ever little is left of your pancakes.

“...Next time you see me you’ve better have confessed to this guy how you feel follow your heart okay, don’t give into fear.” You say in that cool voice that you know Tracy loves as you turn the brim of you hat, and give a dramatic poise.

“I-I will I promise Star!” Tracy nods her gaze becoming all sparkly as she fawns over that anime act of yours again.

“Good!” You chirp, glad to see Tracy in a upbeat mood again.

You then give her a quick peck, on the cheek, and hop out of the booth looking back, and waving with a smile on your face as you leave.

“Order me again soon!” You call back to Tracy as you walk away, with a spring in your step.

Despite the abrupt ending you think you nailed your time, with Tracy, and you look forward to having her come again. Now then on to the next customer.