Alicia

You enter the cafe two find Alicia waiting for you. You've agreed to meet after matching on a dating app.

She seems nice enough, and is certainly very pretty, with wavy brown hair and a slender body. You're not sure how much you're going to learn about her, or what precisely she saw in you, but she has one thing in common with many women you've been with recently: she has a pet. In this case, a cat.

You're not sure why, but it's been hard to ignore how women who own pets have started behaving around you. Today, you're ready to have some fun with it.

Alicia looks to you and smiles, mysteriously but unmistakably happy to see you. She sways slightly in her seat.

"John! Nice to meet you, she says, standing to shake your hand.

You take her hand, but instead of returning the shake, you gently caress her arm. Alicia's smile suddenly melts into an open-mouthed expression of surprise. She gasps slightly, her pupils dilating.

"Hello, Alicia," you say to her ever so slightly sing-song. Her eyes widen slightly, and she pushes out her chest a little as she takes a deep breath.

"That... feels surprisingly nice," she says.

"I thought you looked like you would enjoy a nice caress," you say, letting her hand go. You sit down.

"You might want to be careful about that," Alicia admonished you jokingly. "It's not always safe to stroke a woman you meet for the first time." She gently pushes her chest towards you as she sits.

"True," you say. "I did try to guage how you'd react, though. Do you think you might let me stroke you some more?"

Alicia's face is flushing gently. "We'll see. I do like you so far, but I don't want to move too fast. I'm not a fan of pushy guys," she says, tilting her head to the left and stretching her neck.

"I promise I won't push," you say to her. Taking a slight risk, you say: "Well, I might push your bottom a firm but gentle shove now and then, but that's about it."

Alicia perks up, noticeably interested. "My... bottom, you say," she stammers gently. You don't say anything to clarify.