Night was falling, and Jalemar sat down in the tavern with half a dozen barmaids fawning over him, "accidentally" bending close so he could see what their bodices concealed, each one hoping to be the one he'd ask to "get better acquainted with."

Across the tavern, two people leaned on the bar and chatted with the barman who apparently knew them, though the cut of their clothes marked them from farther out of town than Jalemar and the performers he was travelling with. His dark tail swung in slow arcs, showing his displeasure at something, brushing both the barstool and the back of her calf in it's path. He was large and apparently well muscled, though his dark fur concealed much. His companion, on the other hand was sleek and svelte from the top of her head to the tip of her long slim tail. Her silken pelt was the color of rich caramel while her eyes shone like royal gems. Even across the room Jalemar was tempted by her soft curves, and ached to touch her.

As the dark male's tail brushed her again, the tip of her tail began to flick in irritation. Jalemar licked his lips and tried to be content with the buxom young thing in his lap.

The golden feline laughed at something the barman said, and reached out to touch the large black beside her. He snarled, and shook her hand away. Jalemar tsked and brought his the attention of his partners to the scene at hand.

"He should be happy she wants to touch him." One of the 'maids laughed "I would just die to be touched by the likes of her."

"Oh yeah?" another said.

"Yeah." She replied dreamily. "She's so exotic."

"I didn't know you swung that way!" a third exclaimed.

Jalemar hushed them all. "Ladies, ladies… your needs will all be taken care of in due time." This brought a fit of fluttering and squealing as the barmaids jockeyed for position.

A shadow fell across the table and hushed the wenches. "I… think I'll go wipe down some tables." One suddenly timid 'maid said. "Later Jalemar."

"Until then, sweets." Jalemar said, blowing her a kiss.

"What can I do for you, tall dark and furry?"

"Masirra wishes to speak with you." He growled, his words clipped in irritiation.

"So let 'Masirra' speak then. I can listen and have company at the same time."

"Alone." The feline growled.

"That can be arranged." Jalemar said, and clapped his hands to dismiss his hangers-on.

"But Jalemar…" they whined.

"But nothin' toots. I know where to find you." He said with a wink, "Now scoot." The barmaids hurried off, leaving Jalemar to watch as the caramel colored Masirra sauntered up to the table, unaware of or completely ignoring the hostile glare emanating from the big black. She slipped into the booth, and put her feet up on the bench such that her knee flirted past the tabletop.

"Jalemar," she purred, "I hear that you're a very talented man."

"Generally the false rumors are quashed quickly. What can I do for you, madam?" Jalemar asked. "Would you care for a drink?"

"No," she said, swinging her feet down and leaning across the table. "I need to ask something of you; it's a trifle strange, but if the rumors are true, you're more than capable."

Jalemar's eyes twinkled, reflecting back the tavern lighting. "Strange I can handle. I doubt there's anything you can throw that would shock me."

Masirra looked across at the black cat with a smirk curling her lips. He snorted and looked away. Jalemar decided that the black was more than just hired muscle. A pleased smile crossed his face. Did this mean he could get a piece of that as well? Masirra met his gaze. "Jalemar, I want you to travel offworld with me. It'll be worth your while, I assure you." She said, her tail tracing a path up his bare leg.

"And just what does traveling with you entail?" he asked, shivering in delight at the sensation.

"Not much," Masirra said, "I can't tell you anything unless you agree. Safety measures, you understand."

Jalemar nodded. "Could you tell me how long this trip will last?"

"About six months." She said.

Somehow that didn't seem to work. Didn't space travel take quite a while? "I've no lasting commitments. What do you have in mind?"

Masirra laughed. "Come with me."

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