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When they're at her car, she says, "What size clothes do you wear? I might have stuff at home that would fit you. My brother is around your size and he didn't want some of the clothes I bought him for his birthday."

"Medium for shirts and I think I'm a size thirty-two in jeans," Core says.

She puts a finger to her lower lip as she thinks. "Hmm, on second thought, I don't think you'd be very comfortable in his pants because his tail is a lot thicker than yours." She smirks. "Your boxers would be showing through the tail hole."

He imagines wearing pants like that and chuckles thinking about how Millie would probably keep checking out his ass. "Yeah, I can wear his shirts though, right?"

She nods and unlocks the doors using her remote. "You'll probably like them more than he did. He has this thing about only wearing solid colors that I challenge every now and then. Last year I got him to wear a dark blue t-shirt with a lighter blue square in the middle. It's one of his favorite shirts now." She gets in the car.

Core smiles when he opens his car door to see the tail-friendly seats in Millie's Prius. They have a very modern design that would look more at home in a tricked-out hotrod. He gets in and sighs at how the seat seems to match every curve he has. When Millie gets in, his eyes are drawn to her.

She notices his attention and gives him a peck on the nose before she starts the car.

"Are you and your brother close?" Core asks blushing.

"Yep, he tells me what sound equipment to buy, and he sometimes makes techno for my club. I pay him for his work even though he tells me it's not necessary. I know he secretly counts on my checks, though. He's saving up for a trip to eastern Europe." She smiles and then laughs. "Can you keep a secret?"

"Depends on what it is," Core says.

"It's nothing, really." Millie pulls out of her parking spot and starts driving toward the main road. "When he's at the club, he acts like he's only slightly interested in my dancers. He led me on for years and I thought he wasn't that sexual, but when I was visiting him in Sacramento, he left his porn folder open and I saw that he had three of Victoria's photo sets in there." She giggles. "I pretended that I didn't notice anything at all, but later that day, when I was alone, I had a good laugh."

Core chuckles. "That's pretty funny. Is he in a band?"

"No, he's a DJ that specializes in video game music remixes. He makes a lot of the music he plays and has a large following. He had more than two gigs a week in the fall of last year." She smiles. "I think I'm going to have him DJ for my birthday party this year."

"I remember liking the music I heard when I came in for my interview... When's your birthday?" he asks as Millie's nude form fills his mind. She was beautiful that night. A slight amount of arousal pushes back against his tiredness. Her smell was so appealing...

"August eighteenth." She turns onto the highway. "You're invited."

He smiles at her, blushing as his penis comes out of its sheath. "Thanks. I'll have to find a good gift for you."

"Only if you want to; you being there would be enough for me." She passes a car that's slowly swerving, seeming to be having trouble staying in its own lane.

A warm feeling rushes through him. She really cares about him. It's wonderful. His arousal fades as his eyes start to feel really droopy.

Millie looks behind them for a moment. "This is one time I'm happy to see a cop. Looks like they caught the drunk driver I passed."

Looking behind them, he sees flashing red and blue lights. When he turns back around, he settles into his seat and watches the city lights go by.

She looks at the clock on her car stereo system and shakes her head. "Looks like we'll have to go to the 24-hour Wal-Mart to get clothes. I haven't been in a Wal-Mart in over ten years."

"Ten years without going to Wal-Mart?" He tilts his head.

She nods. "They aren't good to their employees and I like the clothes and other stuff more at just about anywhere else better anyway."

"Those are good reasons..." He rubs his eyes.

"You look really tired. Don't worry about keeping me company, get some rest." She pats his thigh reassuringly. Her tail moves so that the end of it hooks around his. "Oh, I need the address of your apartment. I just realized that you'll probably want some of your stuff while you're staying with me."

"Yeah, I need my stuff for school because I have a class tomorrow afternoon." He smiles at her thoughtfulness. "My address is 1321 Barry St."

"That's actually on the way. I'll wake you when we get there." She changes lanes.

The feeling of her tail is nice. The comfortable chair is nice. For the first time in months, he feels like he can actually relax. He can't even bring himself to worry about how he's going to get to his class from her place. He trusts that she will make sure he gets there. His eyes close and he feels his body settle deeper into the seat.

Fifteen minutes later, the car hitting a bump in the road and wakes him up. He sees his apartment building in front of them and frowns. It's probably still smoldering hot in his apartment. "Pull into the back parking lot..." His ears fold down. He doesn't want to have to ask what he's about to ask, but he has little choice. "Can I bring some of my clothes and wash them at your place?"

"Of course you can." She drives around to the back before parking in a spot near the back door.

"Thanks, I'll be right back." After getting out of the car, he goes in the back door and up to the third floor. The hallway isn't as hot as it was in the afternoon; maybe it won't be that bad in his apartment.

The moment he steps into his apartment, a feeling of dread fills him. His angry tantrum has things looking even more terrible. At least it isn't as terribly hot in here as before. He gathers his clothes, his school supplies, his laptop, and some toiletries. When he's about to leave, he blushes as he thinks about one other thing he might want.

He hasn't used it in what seems like forever, but he might want to use it soon since he's going to be living near a certain sexy dragon. His blush deepens as he walks into the bedroom and retrieves it. He slides the box into the backpack he put his school supplies in and then picks up all the stuff he packed.

After he locks the door, he heads out to Millie's car. She's standing next to the open trunk while typing on her phone. As he puts his stuff in, she sends whatever message she was typing and says, "I'm still planning on going to Wal-Mart to get you a couple new pairs of shorts, and maybe a pair of jeans. I want you to be able to wear nice new clothes tomorrow. Is that okay with you?"

Core thinks about all the holes, stains, and faded areas on his clothes. He hasn't had money to go shopping for that stuff in a long time. "Sure."

The moment he's sitting in his seat, he feels tired again. He's asleep before she gets back onto the highway.

* * * * *

When he wakes up, he feels Millie's hand on his shoulder. "Core?"

"Mmm?" He yawns and rubs his eyes.

"Good, you're awake. I put everything inside already. Do you want an Orange Julius or do you just want to go to bed?"

He stares at her face until his brain is a bit more awake. His tiredness has waned a bit and he's actually feeling a bit hungry. "I'd like to have it now, if that's okay. I don't want to sleep in these clothes and I want to take a shower before I put on new ones."

"That's fine. Here, take my hand." She holds out her hand and smiles widely.

He lets her gently pull him out of the car and to his feet. He looks around blankly, seeing a beautifully-maintained apartment complex. The entryway has textured white pillars that look very classy. White triangles of wood are above each window and the bricks are a mixture of light and dark red with the darker red ones being more numerous.

The evergreen bushes in front are cut into perfect rectangles. Millie's parking spot has a sign with "Reserved" in front of it. There are two other spots with the same sign next to Millie's spot. He follows her up to the building. She pulls out her key ring and puts a small white plastic rectangle up to a black rectangle in the white doorframe. A small beep is followed by click sound. Millie puts her keys back in her purse before opening the door.

"Are those pictures all from the same place?" Core says as he walks down the hallway with her. The copper-colored paint in the hallway looks beautiful with the photos of lush green forests that cover the walls.

She nods. "Same photographer too. They were all taken in Olympic National Park. Every year since I've owned this complex, I've saved up to decorate at least one hallway. It's my gift to my tenants. Last year, I finally decorated my hallway. I'm starting on the third building next."

"You paid for this out of your own pocket?" He tilts his head.

"Mmmhmm." She smiles and her tail swishes. "It's not like I have space for my art collection inside my apartment. This way, everyone can enjoy it."

She leads him to a staircase which has rod iron railings and grey stone steps. The steps look like they were made out of individual rocks, but when he looks closer, he notices that the texture is a bit too repetitive and that someone probably made them look that way.

"Here's my floor." She leads him down the hall, which has chocolate-colored walls and photos of some beautiful rocky place with lichen and flowers everywhere.

He can't believe the sheer amount of color in each image. There are so many different flowers and colors of lichen. The ocean is in the background of many of these images. "Where were these taken? It's beautiful."

"Acadia National Park in Maine." She stops by a picture that was taken during the fall. The colors are breathtaking.

"Wow." He looks at the photo for a bit and then looks at her.

She smiles and guides him to the end of the hall. Pulling out her keys, she unlocks the door and opens it. "Here we are."

Mahogany and slate make up most of her furniture and flooring. Her red scales look great against the colors of her apartment. The entrance is across from the living room and the kitchen to the left is very open. Her countertop is made of something that looks like black granite. He was expecting a big-screen TV, but when he looks in the living room all he sees is a small thirty-two-inch one.

In fact, nothing she has in her apartment appears to be overly expensive. There are no famous paintings on the walls, no overly-ornate furniture. No big sound system and no designer furniture. Everything looks functional instead of luxurious.

"You were expecting more bling?" She giggles at his confusion.

He looks at the floor, not sure what to say.

Taking off her shoes, she says. "I get that reaction a lot. Every piece of furniture is second-hand and every building material is recycled. Over seventy-percent of my club is made from recycled stuff or deals I got on Craigslist. My biggest splurge for myself was my car, but I actually got it used from a friend of a friend who ended up not liking the 'Prius' experience. I'm probably going to pick up a Tesla sedan in a couple years. I'm already saving up for it. By then, I hope to have a bunch of parking spots with charging stations."

"Really? It looks like it's all new." This is not what he expected from her at all. She has enough money to buy designer stuff, but she buys second hand furniture for her own apartment? He takes off his shoes and relishes in the fact that her apartment is nicely air conditioned.

After leading him to the couch, she motions for him to have a seat and then plops down next to him puthing an arm over his shoulders. "I take my time looking for the best deal and sometimes I even touch up blemishes by myself. I use my money for more important things, like helping others and starting or donating to foundations."

"Oh, like Bill Gates and Michael J. Fox." A smile spreads across his face. She's a philanthropist. Probably the sexiest one in the world.

"Well, not quite like Bill Gates. His house is a bit overdone for my taste... I helped only a few people start foundations by giving them a bit of seed money. Not much, really. And he has so much more money than me that I don't even know how to compare us." She sits up. "It's getting really late. I'm going to make your Orange Julius and then we both need to get some rest."

He kisses her on the cheek, still floating on his warm feeling about her generosity. "I think it's awesome that you're helping others instead of living in luxury..." He trails off as he realizes he forgot about something. "Where's the shower?"

"There's one next to the guest room, which is just down the hall, and there's one attached to my bedroom. You can use either." Her eyes focus off into the distance for a moment and then she looks at him. Her ears fold down a fraction as if she's unsure about what she's about to say. "I know I said you could use the guest room, but I'd prefer it if you slept in my bed. I feel like cuddling."

He thinks for a moment. She probably won't pounce him if he sleeps in her bed. In fact, she hasn't tried to seduce him at all today. "I feel like cuddling too, I've had a long day."

She gives him a squeeze and then gets up. "That's great news. You might as well use my shower, then. Pajamas I bought for you are lying on the guest bed."

The couch feels really comfy and it takes him a few seconds to convince himself that he should get up. When he's standing, she gives him a big hug and whispers, "I don't normally wear clothes when I go to bed, but I'll make an exception for you."

He feels his cheeks and sheath get warm as he thinks about her sleeping naked next to him. "Thanks."

"It's hard for cuddling to stay cuddling when you get hard or wet while doing it." She giggles and lets him go.

His blush deepens and he looks at the floor only to have his vision blocked by a bulge in his pants. He's speechless yet again, but she doesn't seem to mind. Her eyes focus on his crotch for a second before she walks over to the kitchen and starts working on his drink. She looks a bit tired, but she's still smiling.

He walks over to the guest bedroom and picks up the deep blue pajamas along with his backpack, which contains his toiletries. As he walks into Millie's bedroom, he notices how soft the pajamas are. Her bedroom has a beautiful green-and-copper-colored sculpture of a bonsai tree. When he looks at it closer, he sees that it's real copper. The bolts that keep it on the wall are pretty big.

The bed has black sheets and orange pillows. The end tables are black with copper-colored tops and the floor is slate. This floor must be the most expensive part of the apartment. Did she get all of it when someone tore down a building that had flooring like this or something?

He walks into the bathroom, which has the same coloration as the bedroom. A framed copper sculpture of a peach is on the wall opposite the toilet. The detail draws him in until he once again smells his own BO. He sets down his backpack and the pajamas.

After that, he practically tears off his clothing and hops into the shower. The hot water feels like it's cleansing the terrible parts of this day off of him. He makes sure to wash every part of himself thoroughly before getting out and drying himself with a towel. As he walks up to the fur dryer, he hears a knock at the door.

"You should drink this before the ice melts," Millie says.

He considers trying to open the door and grab the drink without her seeing him, but he realizes he doesn't care if she sees him naked this time. He's in a really good mood now that he's clean and in an air conditioned apartment. There's a big smile on his face when he opens the door to grab his smoothie from her and says, "Thank you!"

Her eyes drift over his body before she says, "You're welcome. Mind if I take a shower while you dry off?"

"Nope." He steps to the side and takes a sip of her frosty creation. An enthusiastic "Mmm" escapes his lips as he drinks it and walks over to the fur dryer. This might taste even better than an Orange Julius. After turning on the dryer, he closes his eyes and drinks the smoothie slowly. He turns slowly as his fur dries.

The sound of the shower being turned on brings the fact that a naked dragon is in the same room as him back to the forefront of his mind. He looks in the mirror to see her standing just outside the shower as she adjusts the water temperature. Her deep red scales glisten in the light from the inset flood lamp above the shower.

A slight smile forms on her face after she glances at his chest. Just before she enters the shower, she tries to look him up and down without looking like she's doing so, which makes him feel like a stud. His eyes follow her nice round ass as it enters the shower.

As he finishes his drink, he turns a bit more and dries off the last bit of his fur. Even though he feels exhausted, he's a bit giddy. The sugar from the smoothie is rushing to his head. He turns off the dryer and grabs his comb out of his toiletry bag.

It takes a while to get out all the matted spots on his fur and he passes the time daydreaming about Millie hugging him in the nude and thinking about what it will be like to live in this nice apartment complex. By the time he's done combing, he's starting to feel more relaxed. After pulling his loose fur out of the comb and tossing it in the trash, he sets his comb on the counter and pulls out his toothbrush.

When he's about half-way done brushing his teeth, Millie gets out of the shower and starts drying off. His crotch tingles when he sees her dry her breasts with the towel; they felt so good in his paws. After she's done with the towel, she walks over and turns on the dryer. She turns around once with her arms raised to get the last bit of water off.

She probably installed the dryer for when furred individuals kept her company, but Core imagines it is still nice to have if you have scales or skin. He finishes brushing his teeth, spits in the sink, and then fills the glass next to the sink and rinses out his mouth before spitting again.

As he sets the glass down, he feels Millie comb the fur on his head. "Looks like you missed a bit of matted fur up here. I'll have it out in a sec."

She combs like an expert and he can't even speak. Her motions are massaging his scalp as she gets the matting out. Every once in a while, she finds a spot that hurts when she messes with it, but the rest of the time it feels so good that his eyes go half-lidded. He's never had anyone's hands touch him this way.

When she's done, she scratches behind his ears for what feels like eons. The moment she pulls her hands away, he opens his eyes which he didn't even realize were closed. "Thank you. That felt really good."

Millie giggles as she grabs her toothbrush and puts toothpaste on it. "No problem. Go lie down and rest. I'll be out in a bit."

"I might fall asleep the moment my head hits the pillow. We can't cuddle if that happens," he says.

"Don't stay up on my account, we can always cuddle later." She starts brushing her teeth.

He puts on his pajamas and then waits for her while leaning on the bathroom wall. A chill runs up his spine when he thinks about going to bed alone. Part of him is still terrified of what Rudy tried to do to him. His tired mind can't fight the discomfort he's feeling about being alone. The scene with Rudy plays in his mind over and over again as he starts to shiver.

Her hand on his shoulder causes him to yelp and she removes it immediately. "Are you okay?"

"I was stuck in the moment where Rudy tried to... Tried to..." He stops when her finger covers his lips.

"It's okay. I'm here." She pulls him into her arms.

He takes a few deep breaths as she hugs him and his mind releases him from his waking nightmare. When he's calmed down he licks the side of her snout. She tickles his whiskers with her forked tongue and he giggles.

When she lets him go, she grabs his paw and says, "Let's get some sleep."

By the time he's in the bedroom, he's feeling like himself again. He sits on the bed while he watches her put on her magenta pajamas with black teddy bear outlines on them. "I like your pajamas."

"I know, aren't they adorable?" She bounces excitedly.

He laughs. With those on and her making that face, no one would guess that she's a seductress. "You're cute." He gets up and pulls the covers down so that they can get in bed.

She practically bounces over to him and hugs him from behind before playfully wrestling him onto the bed. He chuckles when she pins him on the bed and growls.

The feeling of his crotch touching hers has him blushing so hard that his face is burning. The way she growled when she pinned him was really hot too. His arousal shoots up so fast that his cock starts to poke out before he even realizes what's happening.

Looking down at him, she licks her lips and then her eyes widen and she blushes a darker shade of red. "I got a bit excited there." She gets off of him and lies next to his left side. "Sorry."

It takes a couple moments for his heart to slow down and his cock to start going back in. She lies next to him watching the slight tent in his pants disappear. A minute or two later, his tiredness is stronger than his arousal and he turns toward her.

She kisses him on the cheek. "Am I forgiven?"

"Yep." He licks her cheek and then wraps his arms around her.

"Goodnight sexy," she says with a slight smirk.

"Goodnight sexier." He chuckles.

A giggle comes from her as she moves a bit closer to him and lays her tail on top of him. He's really looking forward to tomorrow. It might be one of the best days of his life. It takes him a while to get used to the feeling of her breasts against him, but he eventually manages to fall asleep.

In the middle of the night, he wakes up to a dream where he was running from Rudy who was chasing him and trying to hit him with a giant dildo. His heart is pounding in his ears and his breath is coming in short gasps.

"Bad dream?" Millie asks.

"Sorry I woke you." He says trying to catch his breath.

"Don't worry about it. I'm more concerned about you." She runs her fingers through the fur on his cheek.

"I'm starting to feel better now." He pulls her closer as his breathing slows.

She rolls onto her other side so that he's hugging her back. "Good," she says sleepily.

Now his crotch is touching her tail. He lies awake as he relaxes, trying to ignore how good it feels. Sleep takes him a few minutes later.