<"Yes, I absolutely<em>had</em>to do Sailor Moon."> she said with a grin <"Besides, with all the things I've done to your ass, I don't think you need to be so<em>worried</em>about flashing me."><br/><br/>She feigned innocence at the mention of her 'thoughts,' with the sort of shit-eating grin one would have.  Still, she'd done a truly<em>admirable</em>job; grandmaster craftsmanship for the outfit, now if only she was a brunette with a ponytail... would be<em>perfect</em>...<br/><br/><"Fine, but you're wearing that later."> she said with finality to her tone <"Jupiter was my favorite... if only you were a brunette... then you'd be a Sailor Catgirl Scout... and yes I know I'm a dirty old woman for thinking such things."><br/><br/>She stuck out her tongue and headed downstairs to prep their breakfast, letting her lover switch to her normal clothing instead since she'd magically 'bathed' her already.  Breakfast of cereal, and orange juice (real food again!), and they'd be good to go soon enough...