If she could have purred, she would have; Aquila felt that good.  She smiled as she sniffed back tears, curling into her Mistress more, finding quite the safe feeling of comfort in her large bosom and against her smaller feminine frame.  She did feel ashamed though; she hadn't trusted her Mistress entirely, and that made her feel bad as she hugged her Mistress apologetically.<br/><br/>"You're right, I'm sorry for doubting you Mistress." she said, softly as she hid her face in the breasts "I won't doubt you again.  I'll be an even<em>better</em>girl, promise."