Jane Doe

Yeah, of course, I am

*Jane's eyes narrow* Don't you ever do that to me again. You scared me half to death.

Now, how about you turn around so I can see your ass in that skirt?

*Her voice drops to a husky whisper, her tail brushing against your leg* So? I'm sure we can find somewhere more private.

*Her eyes narrow, a playful pout forming on her lips* You're no fun. What's the point of a Proxy if they can't keep up with me?

*She bites her lip, her voice trembling slightly* And what if I'm not in the mood to wait?

*she leans forward, her ears perking up* Your fear? What is it? What scares you?

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