So polite and so shy... liked breakfast, but probably wouldn't have refused it anyway, and no offense to her about the drink.  Good; she wasn't angry at all, which was her concern.  How she feels though... well, she went quiet, probably working things over, or trying to remember, or-<br/><br/>Then she was shouting, breaking down into an emotional state.  Confused, broken paradigms... and she really did have a good - maybe eidetic - memory.  But she liked it, she admitted it!  That's more than most girls admitted their first time of surprise-lesbian-sex-they-didn't-know-they-wanted.  But it clearly upset her, and guilt caught up to Miko a bit.  She leaned forward and pulled the woman tight against her bosom, and not in a sexual way; she was more comforting her, almost in a motherly way, stroking her hair gently and keeping her embraced.<br/><br/>"I know, I know kitten." she cooed, softly into her fuzzy ear, for once not distracted by them "I know what it's like, believe me I do; I didn't always know I liked girls myself.  But... liking what happened last night doesn't mean you don't like<em>boys</em>, you know..."<br/><br/>She trailed off a bit, and shifted, the hand from her hair moving to her chin, to tilt her head up so she could look her eye-to-eye.  She was smiling softly, naked body to her own naked body in a nonsexual way, a flutter in her stomach as she did so... which was odd, because that<em>never</em>happened before...<br/><br/>"Koneko-chan," using the nickname because... well, after last night there was little closer they could get "Listen to your desires, and don't fight it; just ask yourself if you enjoyed making love to me, if you enjoyed the feel of my body, my hands on yours... ask yourself if you find me attractive.  Be honest, and open-minded, and you'll know the answer... and if you need me to help you figure it out, I'm more than happy to, any way I can..."