Banter and behavior

You get yourself cleaned up and dressed, and head back to the living room to find the three women sitting and chatting. Their clothes are still on, save for Lili, of course. The happy little harpy has seated herself in Sam’s lap, looking comfortable and pleased with herself. Sam, meanwhile, is stroking Lili’s colorful hair as she carries on her conversation with Emi. They all look to you and smile as you walk in.

Sam speaks first. “Emi was just filling in the gaps in your story about Harold and Sylvia. I feel like I should ask, are you sure about trusting him? It just seems so…convenient that you met him like you did.”

You join them on the couch, putting an arm around Emi. “What do you mean?”

Sam shrugs. “I mean, he just happens to live here, nearby? And just happens to run what is essentially a fan club for Hybrids? I’m just saying, be careful. People with that kind of money don’t act this way without some kind of purpose. Otherwise they’d run out of money fast.”

You nod. “I’ll be careful. But this is too much of an opportunity to pass up.”

Sam shrugs again. “I suppose. I’ll reserve judgment for now.”

You glance at Lili. “As for you, it’s time to put clothes on, my silly nudist.”

Lili pouts. “But I’m so comfy-comfy!”

Sam laughs. “Don’t worry, Lili, we can cuddle some more when we get back.”

Lili claps her hands. “Yay-yay! And we can do it naked, yes-yes?”

Sam actually blushes a little. “We’ll see. Go get dressed!”

Lili bounces off, and you chuckle. “You’re learning how to handle her.”

Emi shakes her head. “I disagree. Lili is smarter than you think. She gets cuddles, and probably more, for doing something that she had to do anyway!”

Sam grins. “It’s not like I’m getting nothing out of this, you know. Maybe that’s exactly what I wanted!”

You roll your eyes. “All of you are incredible. And I thought I was the pervert here.”

Emi kisses your cheek. “You are! And we are too.”

Lili comes bounding back into the room, wearing clothes. Sort of. The shorts she’s wearing only just barely cover her backside, and the tight white shirt makes it extremely obvious that there’s s nothing beneath it.

You look at her, and sigh. “I’m not going to bother to complain. You’re comfortable in that, and you’re technically dressed. Are we ready to go?”

Emi looks at you. “Should I cover up?”

You glance at her ears and shrug. “You don’t have to. Everyone there knows what you are, so if you’re more comfortable like this, that’s fine.”

Emi smiles. “Good. The hats get old after a while.”

Sam stands up. “Well, I’m ready. I’m looking forward to this.”

You nod, standing up and helping Emi to her feet. “Let’s go see what’s so important, then!”