While Charles is in the kitchen, Tamara gets up and opens the window of her room wide. She winces a bit as the sunlight hurts her delicate and still tired green pupils, and quickly hustle back to her bed room, covering ehrself again with the warm blanket. Over the night, the blanket has become wuite soaked with her fluids, but she still uses it to cover herself and try to hide her body and her scent.<br/><br/>She mews as the fox comes into her room, his reaction to her scent obvious to her. The tigress' ears are a bit lopsided, and she mews softly, a bit afraid of Charle's reaction if he remains on her room for too long. Truth being said, but she wouldn't accept it, she's also afraid of her own reaction, as it seems that her desire has only increased over the time. She NEEDS to sate her craving desire for sex, and, for the moment, the only solution she found was to pleasure herself. Which is alos one of teh reasons she covers ehrself: because she's stuffed her tail up her pussy.<br/><br/>She trembles a bit when Charles sits next to her and places a paw on her shoulder to rub it. She listens to him while gnawing on some food, her ears perking up as he tells her what he witnessed last night between Arkain and Anna. The tigress grins and nods, focusing on their plans for the romantic dinenr scheduled on their Operation Marriage Trap.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Sounds like a good idea Charles. The less people will know about this in the house, the less likely the secret is to spill. Though we should warn Chef Leo first and foremost, just in case. I am sure he can keep the secret, but we don't want him to found out we called those caterers on his back.</span><br/><br/>Then she smiles and let out a low murr, panting and licking her lips and nose, smiling to her ears.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- This is quite a good news. If the dinner goes as planned, then we shall soon have a marriage, and I will have a mommy as well as a daddy...</span>