Legs shifted as she sat up in the chair, moving so that she could tuck one leg under her and sit higher on the chair.   When Tarek slid the glass to her she took it and tucked her nose into it smelling it and wrinkling her nose before lifting it and taking a tiny sip.   Cheeks sucked in as the tartness washed over her taste buds making her lips pucker faintly.   She gave a shake of her head no before pushing it back.   Instead she moved back to finishing her food and nursing her milk.  When he offered the wine to her again she shook her head no before lifting her glass of milk and clinking it against his wine glass with a grin.   Finishing off her milk she set her plate and cup together before she climbed out of the chair and moved to grab Tarek's plate.   Head turned toward him when his hand slid over her ass, a tiny smirk on her lips.   Though the smirk disappeared as he tugged on the tail which made her make a little bit of a noise.     Flushing she took the plates from the table and moved to the kitchen.<br/><br/>Since it wasn't a real tail it obviously didn't move like a real one but it did  sway back and forth as she walked, tipping back and forth against the back of her legs.   The dishwasher was filled with the plates and cups as well as the pots and pans he'd used to cook with.   She was aware of his eyes on her and made sure that she bent over as much as she need to which of course flashed the back of her bare thighs, ass and the tail which both her asshole and lips from him.   Once it was done she added the soap and pushed the buttons only turn and grin at Tarek since he was watching her still. She, of course, full of food and fully energized again strolled out of the kitchen and to him since he was watching her, a grin on her lips.<strong> "Tarek ... like tail?"</strong>She turned so her back was to him before she pushed her ass in his general direction and shook her bum which of course caused the tail to tick back and forth.   Maybe she'd originally wanted to dance but now, watching the way he looked at her... well her intention was derailed.