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    The hall was long and bright.
His soft soled boots made almost no sound on the polished marble floor, and the
dark wooden door loomed before him. Shin pressed his palm against the cool wood,
trying to work up the courage. He felt a great power behind that door; a wily,
DANGEROUS power. He gently knocked, then slowly opened the door. The room was
dark, but for a bit of moonlight falling on something curled up in the bed by
the window, half under a satin sheet, with a fur coverlet tossed at the foot of
the bed. In the light from the open door, he saw a note on the
dresser.
    “Master Shin:” it read. “I apologize for not
being able to greet you, but to get up at dawn, I must retire early. I have only
four rules you must follow while you’re here...
   
    1) Don’t turn on the lights. My eyes are ridiculously
sensitive to them.
        2) If you snore, I’m
going to tip you out the window.
        3) If
you come anywhere near my tail, I’ll kill you.
   
    4) Treat me like a bomb with a lit fuse. I have a temper, and
I’m liable
             to
transform and severely injure you if you piss me off
enough.
           
               
             
               
               
              I hope you enjoy
your stay.”
    Shin puzzled over the note for awhile, then
shrugged it off and closed the door. He dressed as quietly as possible, so as
not to disturb his room mate. When he was finally ready, he padded over to the
huge bed in his slacks and tank top. When he reached the bedside, though, he was
in for the shock of his life.
    It was a
girl.
    His room mate was a girl.
   
Shin’s stomach lurched as his eyes soaked it all in. His breath quickened, his
pulse raced. Not only was his room mate a girl, but she was the most beautiful
creature that he’d ever seen. He raced over to the door, and checked the symbol
against the sketch. Yes, he had the right room. He crept
back.
    Her flesh was a pale silvery lavender in the light
of Aniria’s three moons, (blue, white, and lavender) and her hair was pale
blue-violet. The same moon had turned her cheeks and lips a delicate shade of
lavender. Her ears were small and came to a point. Her lashes were long and
dark, and her eyes were gently closed. Shin forced a swallow. Against his
instincts, the enamored Kai couldn’t help but look on. Her neck was long and
slender, ending in gracefully curving shoulders. She lay with one arm draped
over her side. Her breasts were perfect---full and round, as though swollen from
some great secret. Her waist was slender, her hips were soft. Her gut was almost
flat in the front; well cushioned in the back, where a long, pale, cat-like tail
sprouted. Her thighs and calves were softly rounded, and her small feet were
crowned by toe nails that had been filed off short and coated with clear
sparkling lacquer. She had to be a Lican…she was too beautiful to be human…what
was she? Then the thought came to him.
    ‘Dear Kais!’ he
thought frantically. ‘I have to share a bed with her!’ He cringed. He’d never
had any experience with women. How could he handle a situation like this? Gently
he sat down beside her. It hurt. It hurt a lot. “If this is what women do to
men, no wonder my parents kept me away from them.” he murmured, wishing the
stiff pain would go away. He felt as though he’d been socked in the crotch with
a tree limb! He rolled onto his side and drifted off, trying to ignore the
feeling he’d never had before. The yearning he didn’t
understand.