Mina was sure he was going to get it and when he pointed at the shirt again and said his name she huffed and stomped one foot like an angry little pony before she moved to unbutton the rest of the shirt.   She, of course unbuttoned it with the same urgency that she'd had in coming to him all day, reaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal slowly.   When he sighed and moved away she finished unbuttoning it quickly because she did not want to get swatted again.  She'd moved to the corner of the kitchen to stare around the wall down the hallway to where he had disappeared to.   When he came back and held the skirt out and said her name and then signaled for his shirt, well the shirt came off as quickly as if she was going to be bit by it.   The skirt and top were pulled in quickly feeling at least more human with the clothing on even if it was a bit skimpy.<br/><br/>When he asked for the shirt she passed it over and grinned big at him, smiling wide enough that her eyes wrinkled up and nearly disappeared.<strong> "Oh I like this.. it's soft... a little short... but nice." </strong>She glanced down at the skirt and tank top thing and stroked her hands over it making sure it was settled right.   Hands swished around the skirt which made her tail swish around.   when he came back out of the bedroom she flashed him that big grin again and headed over toward the elevator door to look at herself in the reflection.    It was cheaply made but it actually fit her well.   Well... it would have fit her well if it wasn't for the tail which caused the back to bump up and flash her the bottoms of her ass cheeks.   She tugged at it to lower the fabric but that didn't much work.<strong>  "As long as I guess I'm not bending over or squatting down it should be fine... I'll just have to be more ladylike."  </strong>She wasn't talking to Tarek but rather to her reflection as she turned to admire it.   It was cute and something she'd never in her lifetime ever try to think of wearing but now that she was wearing it... yup, she liked it.   Moving back over to the kitchen, Mina crept around the counter and peeked at what Tarek was doing.   With as much stealth as she could muster she snuck closer and caught his midsection in a quick tight hug pressing herself against his backside before she released him and pitter pattered away with a carefree laugh.   Though her steps didn't take her far, she had moved to the block of windows that looked out on to the city and stared out while her fingers toyed with the hem of the skirt.