Emilia lounged across the bed on her stomach, her back legs gently kicking the air as she watched her lover get dressed. Her long ears twitched as her brown eyes followed him around her room, her cotton tail wiggling happily. So when will I be seeing you again? She asked in that girlish voice of hers, the tone nearly childlike in its sound. She knew he was married, but she'd wanted him, so she had him. It'd taken a long time and a lot of convincing, as well as a few too many drinks..