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A gentle pull on his fur rouses the Mikael from his deep sleep. There is another tug before he opens his eyes to look down at the one tugging the hairs on his stomach.

Having woken up earlier than her lover, Natasha found that the fluids of their previous activities had dried up, leaving them stuck together. Ever so gentle the mare places her paws on either side of Mikael's body. But before she can push their bodies apart the males paws move to cup her head and turns it to lock eyes with her..

With a smile plastered on his muzzle, Mikael gazes deeply in the deep hazel brown eyes looking back at him before speaking in a voice still thick with sleep. "Hello there."

Natasha opens her mouth to reply but is interrupted when he presses his lips against hers.

Seconds pass without any indication that the tigolf is going to end the kiss soon but eventually he slowly pulls his head back.

With a content sigh, Natasha slowly lays her head down on his chest as she wraps her arms around him.

Mikael mirrors her movements and hugs her close to him before letting his fingers runs up and down her spine, brushing over the dried up patches of cum soaked hairs. When his left paw reaches the end of her spine it keeps going, tracing the curves of the mare's luscious rump before giving one of the cheeks a good squeeze, making his lover giggle into his chest fur.

Playfully swatting the tiger striped paw on her ass with her tail, Natasha rubs her cheek against his chest. "Behave yourself you horny hybrid."

A snort escapes Mikael's muzzle as resists laughing at the alliteration. He licks his lips as his other paw move down the mare's body to join the other. In a swift motion he grabs the base of Natasha's tail with and pulls it to the side as his other paw slips between her legs to push two fingers into his lover's soaking sex. "Who are you to call me horny?" He moves his fingers around, making the woman on top of him squirm. "Or are always this soaking wet?"

Natasha puts her her paws on his chest on pushes herself up until she can look Mikael in the eyes. "Only when you are touching me."

The hybrid just smiles before kissing the mare ever so softly as his whispers between the kisses. "And touching you is my genuine pleasure."

After breaking the last kiss she licks her lips but as she tries to pull back further she is hindered by patches of their dried fur stuck together.

They both grit their teeth as they slowly pull apart, hairs pulling on the skin until their bond breaks either with each other or with the skin.

As she sits up, Natasha rubs the sore spots on her stomach. "Next time we should clean up before going to sleep."

A stupid grin forms on Mikael's face as her puts his paws behind his head and lecherously looks the mare up and down. "Good to know that there is going to be a next time."

With her eyes locked with his she reaches down and grasps his semi-erect member and gives it a good tug. "Maybe if you behave."

The serious look on his lovers face makes the tigolf roll his head back and laugh out loud before giving his hips a little thrust. "I promise nothing. Especially when you're doing what you're doing now."

As she gives the appendix in her paw a couple of good pumps Natasha glances towards alarm clock on the bedside table before coming to a full stop. In a blink of a second she's off the bed hurrying towards the door. "It's nearly five o clock, I need to get dinner started. Amanda will be home soon."

Mikael gingerly sits up as he watches the mare retreat from the room, her hips and tail swaying with each step makes him lick his chops like a feral predator. As he gets out of bed he can hear her start the shower and decides that he could use one too. On his way towards the door he passes her dressers mirror and he sees his reflection making him come to a stop. His hair is a mess, with plucks of it sticking out in all directions. Reaching behind his head he pulls out the hair ties, letting his hair fall down into it's natural state before continuing his way out of the bedroom.

When he reaches the bathroom door he finds it open just a crack, without making a sound he slips through and closes it behind him. Inside he finds the shower curtain drawn closed but he can peek around it and he is rewarded with the sight of Natasha's bare back where the cascading watter has cleaned of any traces of their earlier escapades. Quietly drawing the curtain to the side he steps into the stall where he quickly pushes his body against hers pinning her against far wall.

Suddenly being having the shower controls pushing into her abdomen the mare starts for a second before pushing her hips back to get the knob out of her stomach. Slightly irate, she turns to the male wrapping his arms around her from behind. "Mikael, we can't! If Amanda sees us."

Leaning forward, the tigolf starts nibbling on his lover's shoulder before pressing his muzzle against the side of her head, whispering in her ear. "I don't care if she sees us. I don't want to hide what I feel for you." He places his left paw on top of hers and gives it a squeeze. "From any one."

Having held his hips back to hide is arousal he now bring it forward, taking advantage of the mare's slight bend posture.

Natasha nickers loudly as she feel Mikael slamming his hips against hers, stretching her sex way too fast until the tip of cock bumps against her cervix. She is thankful he doesn't move after that, giving her a few seconds to recover as she moans out loudly. "My god Mikael did you get bigger?" She squeezes his length as she tries to calm down but just before he tries to move the mare pushes him back and out of her. Their eyes meet when she turns around and she shakes her head. "We can't right now."

Seemingly ignoring his lover's plea, Mikael steps forward but this time instead of pushing her against the shower controls he pushes her into the corner and as the mare tries to speak up he silences her with a deep kiss.

As their tongues wrestle for control Natasha pushes against the male pinning her to the wall but cannot dislodge his hold on her. She suddenly gasps into the kiss as she feels two of his fingers stroke around her still sensitive labia. With a shake of her head she is finally able to break the kiss and take a deep gasp for air. She raises her voice in desperation and a slight panic. "Mikael... Please... What if..."

Mikael licks his lips as he pushes his muzzle in her neck, allowing him to run his long canine tongue over her throat, making the mare gasp. He slowly moves down her chest and as he flicks her nipple with the tip of his tongue he looks up at her. "Just for now. Let go of your worries and let me worship you." He playfully bites her aureoles eliciting more moans and gasp from his lover.

After a few more minutes to teasing, Mikael drops down to his knees trailing his nose through her fur all the way from her breasts to her abdomen where her gently kisses each of the seven white dots before burying his nose in her pubic hair. He closes his eyes as he inhales deeply and is rewarded with the strong scent of the mare's sex. Not able to resist the tigolf sneaks his tongue past his lips and drags the tip across the source of the intoxicating smell.

All thoughts of trying to make the male stop are extinguished in a millisecond as Natasha feels the rough tongue licking her most sensitive of areas. She leans her head back and lets out a moan but instead of waiting for him to lick again the mare reaches down and grabs a pawfull of the hybrid black and white hair.

With a quick pull on his hair Mikael once again finds his nose deep inside his lover's sex. Unable to keep a grin from splitting his muzzle he opens one eye to look up at his mare before once again dragging his tongue along her folds.

The years of sexual neglect once again catch up to Natasha as a small orgasm makes her tremble and moan while she does her best to remain upright.

Greedily licking up her juices the hybrid wraps his arm around the mare's left leg before pulling it up and draping it over his shoulder. With his right arm curled around the leg resting on his shoulder he bring both his paws to Natasha's labia, spreading them so he can gaze on the pink flesh of her treasure.

Reaching down with her other paw, Natasha grabs hold of Mikael's hair with both paws as she feel his tongue being dragged from her tail hole all the way to her clit followed by his canines grazing past the little nub. She nearly pulls her lover's hair out as she tries to smash his muzzle deeper into her, every flick of his tongue making lips wink as she tries to take a ragged breath. "Oh sweet merciful... Don't stop..."

The tigolf still has the same stupid grin plastered on his face as he digs his tongue deeper into the mare's soaking sex, trying to collect all of her delicious juices. He keeps going until he starts to feel the leg on his shoulder twitch, indicating she's close. After pulling his tongue out of her love canal he replaces it with two fingers as his lips wrap around the little nub at the front of her labia. The twitching increases as he quickens his licking of her clit. But as Natasha reaches her end he gently bites the little fleshy pearl before rapidly flicking it with his tongue.

The sensations scream through the mare's body as nickers loudly every time her muscles twitch until her senses just shutdown and she just lets out a moan that is drowned out by the clattering of water on the tiled floor.

After carefully sliding the leg on his shoulder back down onto the floor, Mikael withdraws his mouth from Natasha's labia as he slowly stands up, all the way supporting the lovely creature in his arms, not wanting her to fall in her compromised state. With his paws on her cheeks, he guides her muzzle towards his before sensually kissing her. Mikael's lips parts as they make contact with Natasha's pressing his tongue against them, trying to gain entrance. His tail wags happily as he feels her mouth open, sending water drops in all directions. Slipping his tongue in between those soft lips, he passes her teeth and finds the soft flesh of her tongue. Slightly canting his head gives the tigolf better access to his lover's muzzle so he can push more of his tongue inside her mouth, carrying with it the taste of her own sex.

As she regains her senses again, Natasha moves her body against the hybrid holding her, enjoying the kiss and the tastes it has brought with it. Her eyes snap open when she realizes what she is tasting but doesn't make a move to reject it. Instead she deepens the kiss as she moans into his mouth with their tongues wrestling for control.

Not wanting to be constantly outdone by her lover, Natasha waits for him to shift his weight before striking. Stepping forward she throws the hybrid off balance followed by her turning him around and pushing him into the corner, not breaking the kiss for even a split second.

Stunned by the sudden move Mikael needs a second to come to grips with the change but when breaks the kiss and opens his mouth to protest he is stopped by a equine finger.

As Natasha leans in to whisper in his ear she mirrors the words he had spoken to her minutes ago. "Let me worship you." She can't help but smile at the surprised look on her lover's face, water dripping off his long muzzle as he just stares at her in disbelieve.

The mare's ears twitch as feels a little pride catching him with his pants down, figuratively speaking. She gives him a quick peck on the lips before nipping and bitting her way down his neck, licking his fur every time her lips touch one of his stripes. As she reaches his chest she nuzzles her way through the long fur to suckle and bite his nipples, getting him to gasp every time. After a minute of teasing she continues her way down, admiring the way his wet fur shows the coutures of his muscles. Her teasing has the desired effect when she feels the tip of his cock travel up between her breasts and when she reaches his lower abdomen it's poking her on the underside of her muzzle. Natasha leans back and admires the bright red spire before engulfing him with her muzzle while her paws circle his rear, giving him a good grope while she has the opportunity.

The feeling of the strong tongue pressing against the underside of his dick makes Mikael grit his teeth to hold in the moans. He fails miserably when she starts moving her head up and down, keeping a tight seal on his member with her lips. "Nat!..."

Hearing the outcry brings a smile to the mare's face as she glances up, but she quickly looks back down as the spray of the shower hits her eyes. She draws her head back, letting the tip of his penis pop out from her between her lips and giving a last loving kiss. With a sultry smile she sits up straight and gives Mikael a quick glance before turning her attention back to the rigid phallus now poking up between her breasts. "I've always wanted to try this."

But just as Natasha wants to starts there is a loud knock on the bathroom door. "Mom are you in there?"

Panic takes hold of the older mare's features as she stands up in a split second making her come face to face with the equally panicked expression of Mikael.

Outside Amanda waits, slowly getting impatient from the lack of a answer so she knock on the door again, this time with a bit more force. "Are you alright mom?" A bit worried about the long silence she tries to open the bathroom door.

With an loud click the door opens making both of the adults in the shower hold their breaths. Suddenly Natasha places one paw on her lover's chest as she turn to the opposite corner and sticks her head out from behind the shower curtain, just in time to see her daughter stick her head through the door opening.

Upon seeing her mother's face, Amanda relaxes a bit. But after a quick glances around the room her curiosity takes the better of her. "What are you doing taking a shower at this hour?"

Natasha ignores the question as she levels a stern gaze at her daughter. "And where have you been? Because I clearly remember forbidding you from leaving the house, except for your tutoring lesson." With our realizing it, her fingers caress Mikael's chest as she berates the younger equine. "And shouldn't you be there right now?"

The tone of her mother's voice fills Natasha with dread but her stubbornness quickly takes over and in seconds she is shouting back. "I went to see Mikael this morning and he said I was ready for Monday!"

Back in the stall Mikael grimaces in pain as his lover tightly grips and twists the long fur in his chest.

Natasha can hear the male grunt in pain but fortunately the sound is muffled by shower. She releases the hairs on his chest before focusing her attention back towards her daughter. "Oh did he?"

With a sense of pride, Amanda lifts her head and crosses her arms in front of her chest. "Yes he did, I got seventy-nine points on a test quiz he made."

With a sigh the older mare acknowledged her defeat as she regards her daughter's expression. As her mind realizes that Amanda has no idea of the second occupant of the stall, Natasha starts to think of a way to get Mikael out of the apartment with being seen. Her first priority is clear as she addresses her daughter again but this time with a calm motherly voice. "Fine. Now be a dear and get dinner started will you?"

Amanda nods before stepping out of the bathroom. "Sure mom." She closes the door behind her as she quickly makes her way to the kitchen.

In side the stall both Mikael and Natasha let out a sigh of relief.

The mare is the first to collect her wits as she presses her body against her lover so that she can whisper in his ear. "We need to get you out of here. While I keep Amanda talking you get your clothes and slip out the front door."

Even though the feeling of the mare pressed against him is pleasant, Mikael frowns at the prospect of his lover's plan. "You want me to step into the hallway naked and wet?"

Bringing her paw up to his muzzle Natasha gently strokes the wet hairs around his nose. "I can't keep her in one pla..." She is interrupted when the bathroom door opens again.

Sticking her head through the door Amanda peers towards the shower stall as she holds something up in her paw. "Mom are you sure these tomatoes are still good?"

Behind the shower curtain Amanda gives her lover an apologetic smile before replying to her daughter's query. "They should be I just bought them yesterday." She lets out another sigh when she hears the bathroom door close again after a second. After giving the tigolf in front of her a quick kiss on the lips she turns of the shower and steps out of the stall where she retrieves a towel from the stack around the corner.

Inside the stall it is Mikael's turn to let out a long sigh as he feels the weight of his water soaked fur. He resists the urge to shake himself dry as he doesn't want to make a mess. But as he pushes his paws through the fur on his chest it is followed immediately by the sound of heavy water drops clattering onto the tiles under his feet. The sound of the door opening and closing puts him on edge for a second but he relaxes when he hears both of the mares' muffled voices outside of the bathroom. He keeps rinsing out his fur until he no longer resembles a walking waterfall.

The bathroom door opens and closes before the curtain is pulled to the side revealing Natasha standing there in a bathrobe with his clothes draped over her arm.

After handing her lover his clothes she silently motions him to follow her.

As they approach the door Mikael can hear Amanda talking away in the kitchen.

Natasha carefully opens the door again before leaning through the opening to cast a glance towards the kitchen.

As the older mare steps out of the room Mikael moves to follow but is suddenly shoved back through the door as he hears the filly's voice more clearly than before.

Walking out of the kitchen, Amanda sees her mother standing in the bathroom door before pointing towards her bedroom with great enthusiasm. "We went to that little shop near the park and I bought that red and black skirt that I wanted. And the best part it was on sale thirty-five percent off."

There is a nervous flick in Natasha's tail as she holds up her paw to stop her daughter from coming closer. "Show me after we've had dinner. You shouldn't leave anything on the stove unattended."

Amanda comes to a full stop before quickly spinning around to walk back into the kitchen. "Gah, you're right."

The split second her daughter's tail disappears from her sight Natasha takes the tigolf by his paw and pulls him with her.

They come to a stop at the front door where Natasha quietly opens it just a enough to let Mikael slip through. But instead of pushing him through she pulls him close and kisses him passionately.

It takes the hybrid a second to return the gesture but he follows up by crushing her body to his as if it is the last time he will ever feel her warm curvy figure against his fur.

After only a few seconds they part but Mikael presses his muzzle to the side of her head to whisper in her ears. "I don't want this, us to end here."

Natasha pulls back to look him in the eyes but quickly averts her gaze from after seeing his hopeful expression. "I need to tell Amanda about this first before..."

A wry smile appears on Mikael's muzzle as he reluctantly nods in agreement. "I understand. But please don't let me wait for too long okay?" Not waiting for a reply he gently kiss her on the forehead before slipping through the door and closing it behind him.

Inside the apartment Natasha is left staring at the door. She gingerly reaches out and caresses the wood until a voice behind her snaps her out of her wool gathering.

"Was someone at the door mom?"

The older mare snaps her head around to see her daughter looking curiously towards her. She stares at the young filly for a few seconds before shaking her head. "No. I eeh... thought I heard something outside." She knows it's a flimsy excuse but it's the best she can come up with this fast.

Amanda giggles as she shakes her head at her mother. "And you're always saying I'm nosy."

As Natasha hears her daughter's giggling retreat back to the kitchen, she lets out a sigh of relief before setting off to her room to put some clothes on, casting on last glance towards the door.

With his back against the door Mikael tries to process what just happened these past few hours. But before he can finish his ears twitch as he hears the sound of footsteps to his left. He turns his head and his expression turn to sheer horror as an old female badger walk up to him behind her wheeled walker.

Seemingly unaware of the males nudity the old badger looks stop about a meter from him and give the hybrid a sweet smile. "Hello Mikael. How are you today?"

Slightly taken aback by the normal tone of the conversation the tigolf slowly lowers the clothes in his arms to cover his crotch as he starts a conversation with his old neighbor. "I'm doing well missus Johnsen. How are you doing? Is your hip still bothering you." His voice is as calm as he can muster standing naked in the hallway with his butt pressed up against a door.

Missus Johnsen cants her head from side to side as if to think unsure how to answer his questions. "The hip still hurts a bit, but the doctor said that should clear up in a few more days." There is moment of silence as she rubs her eyes but then she finally seems to notices something missing. "Ah Mikael?"

Dreading what is to come the male turns his ears back and prepares to be scolded at. "Yes?"

The old badger just smiles and taps her muzzle. "Have you seen my glasses dear? I seems to have misplaced them."

Mikael fights back the sigh of relief as he gives the floor a quick glance. "Are you sure you lost them here?" He cast a questioning glance towards the old female but then freezes in fear as he spots her glasses on top of her head and chooses to remain quiet.

Missus Johnsen ponders about the question for a moment before shaking her head. "I'm sure I left the house with them. Luckily I have a spare pair so I am on my way to get those."

As the badger carefully shuffles past him, Mikael takes a deep breath before stepping up to the door to his apartment.

But as the male tries to fish his keys out the pocket of his pants, missus Johnsen turn around a glances towards the hybrid. "You know I should be considering myself lucky that I only need reading glasses at my age."

The remark makes the hairs on the back of Mikael's neck stand up straight as his tail hang lifelessly between his legs. He drops his head forwards until it impacts the door with a dull thud. When he hears the sounds of footsteps moving away from him he speaks up trying to recover a shred of dignity. "They are on your head missus Johnsen."

The senior badger reaches up and pulls them down onto her tip of her muzzle. "Ah there they are. Thank you Mikael."

The tigolf fumbles with his keys for a moment before he finally opens his door and steps into his home where head straight to his bedroom, along the way he unceremoniously drops his clothes on the ground before letting himself fall onto the soft sheets of his bed. Mikael stretches out his arms to his sides in the hope that there is another body sharing the same bed. But after that futile gesture he turns onto his back and lets out a frustrated cry into his paws.

-Nearly a week later-

Putting his feet onto the small desk in his cubicle, Mikael leans back and looks up at the ceiling with sleepy eyes.

There is a rustling sound behind one of the walls of his cubicle and slowly the face of an orange tabby starts to appear over the edge.

In one quick movement the hybrid swings his chair ninety degrees and kicks the wall with the orange snout above it.

The move is follow by the sound of a panicked yelp and a loud thud of something heavy hitting the floor.

Slowly Mikael puts his feet back onto the floor and wait for a few moment before a pudgy tabby appears in the entrance of his cubicle.

Slightly shorter than the hybrid the cat makes up for it by being quite a bit wider.

With a painful grimace on his face the tabby rubs his formidable posterior as eyes his attacker wearily. "Was that really necessary Mik?"

Grabbing the stress ball of his desk Mikael gives it a good squeeze as he raises an eyebrow towards his co-worker. "This isn't a sitcom Danny. If you have something to say just walk into my office when you need to talk to me."

Not expecting the harsh response Danny pouts a little as he straightens his Ghostbusters t-shirt. "Damn you are cold today. Trouble sleeping?"

With a sigh the sleepy hybrid leans forward in his seat and stare at his shoes for a second before giving the cat an answer. "You know damn well what is bugging me!" He even surprises himself with the harshness of his voice. After taking a deep breath he lowers his voice as he fixes his eyes on the ceiling again. "I had her in my arms Danny. In my own two fucking arms."

The large tabby just shrugs at his desperate friend. "You just have to have patience with women. You know that."

With a scowl on his face Mikael turn his head to stare at Danny, the tone of his voice at the edge of frustration. "Patience? How is that working for you Danny?"

Drooping his ears the feline starts rubbing his arm as he thinks up a rebuttal. "I do my best you know subtle little hints."

The hybrid lets out a degrading snort. "Oh yeah real subtle. Remind me again what she would do when she found out who put that t-shirt in her desk? Something about breaking the person's n..."

Danny's lips tremble as he hisses at the tigolf. "Shut up! If someone hears you she'll find out!"

With a shake of his head Mikael glances towards his monitor before turning back towards his friend. "I'm sorry Danny. But look around; it's Friday afternoon, nobody is here." He casts another towards his monitor before cursing beneath his breath. "This entire week I've been home late and gone early and of course Natasha is on night duty at the lab." His tail tries to wag once but it only achieves a little flick of the tip. "I did see her on Wednesday but that was just a glimpse when Amanda showed me her test score." Another glance at his monitor and this time it's accentuated by a frustrated slam on his desk. "And if this piece of thrash was any quicker in running the simulation I could have been home right now and be with her before she has to go to work."

Feeling sympathetic, Danny leans over and pats Mikael on the shoulder but before he can utter a reassuring word another voice speaks up behind him.

"Girlfriend trouble Mikael? I didn't know you had one."

As another percentage is added to the number on the screen the hybrid keeps his attention on it as if it would suddenly jump to a hundred. "It's complicated." He leans back and turns his chair so he can look past Danny's gut towards the lovely cheetah standing outside his cubicle. "What are you doing here so late Gabrielle?"

The young lean cheetah woman give the pile of papers in her arms a gentle shake. "Just doing some catching up on these two projects." She switches her gaze between the hybrid and the screen as she nods her head towards it. "How long is it going to take for you to finish?"

Mikael shrugs as rolls his head back and closes his eyes. "Could be another two to three hours before it's completely rendered."

A small smile appears on the cheetah's muzzle as she bows her head towards him. "You're sacrifices will be remembered." As she takes her eyes off of the tigolf she focuses on the tabby standing next to her. "And what are you do here so late Danny?"

All the while holding his breath, Danny can't help but stare at the gorgeous cheetah standing there her business suit form fitting but no too tight and with a skirt that is long enough to be considered decent but still short enough to show off her muscular legs. And when she asks him the question his mind has to race to come up with a normal answer. After a large intake of fresh air he quickly and awkwardly points at his friend. "I.. I.. I'm just here t... to keep Mik c... co.. company."

With a raise eyebrow Gabrielle looks at the fat cat for a few seconds before turning away. "Okay. That's nice of you I guess."

As the cheetah round the corner towards her office, Danny lets out the breath he's been keeping for more than a minute before nearly hyperventilating.

Mikael just shakes his head in disbelieve. "Way to go Casanova."

Ignoring the jab, Danny just stares off into the distance in the direction that Gabrielle took.

Letting out a frustrated growl Mikael turn his attention back to his computer as the number on the screen jumps from fifteen to sixteen percent. "Aaaaah. What are we going to do for the next few hours?"

Snapping out of his trance, Danny turns back towards his friend and motions towards his own cubicle. "I've got two game-pads in my desk and I can easily get an emulator and a Streetfighter rom through the firewall."

In a flash Mikael stands up and starts pushing the heavy set tabby out of his cubicle and into the one next to it. "You really are a nerd if you have game controllers at work Dan."

With a huge grin the cat opens a desk drawer and retrieves the two controllers. "I'm a gamer and I'm proud of it."

As the evening progresses neither of the males notices the error messages flashing on the other screen.

-The next day-

Letting out a groan Mikael puts his head on the glass table and hides his it underneath his arms before speaking up in a voice thick with sleep. "Why can't we do this later?"

Sitting across the tired tigolf is Amanda, flipping through the pages of the book in her paws with an evil grin on her face. "Less moaning and more teaching please."

Cracking open one of his eyes, the hybrid peers out from between his arms towards the filly giving him a hard time. "You are pure evil, do you know that?"

The grin on the young equine her face widens as she bumps her book on the poor male's head. "Of course I do. Now what about chapter four?"

Slowly sitting back up, Mikael shakes his head before pulling Amanda's notepad towards him. But after a few moments of reading he lets his head drop back down onto the table. "I can't read this. Again why can't we do this later?"

Tapping her finger on the books cover, Amanda looks at her exhausted tutor lying there slumped over the table as a little twitch travels down her tail. "You don't look so good Mikael. Perhaps I can ask mom to take care of you. You know bath you, put you in bed and read you a nice story."

At the mere mentioning of the filly's mother, the tigolf rears up and shakes his head. "No no. You don't have to ask your mother. She..." He looks down at the floor as a deep red blush colors the skin of his ears. "...she's probably has to work. I can't ask her to miss a day of work for me..."

With a smile on her muzzle, Amanda wonders if the hybrid knows how easy she can read him. She puts the book down before propping her elbows on the table and rests her muzzle in her paws. "Why are you so tired anyway? It's already well into the afternoon."

Mikael just waves his paw from side to side before sticking up two fingers. "I had two damn uncooperative projects. Got home somewhere in the morning after three failed simulation attempts."

The young mare gives her poor tutor a sympathetic pat between his ears. "I'm sorry but I've got friends coming over later. You know a girls night. But mom didn't want me to skip my tutoring even though I got a eighty-three percent on that test." She leans back and crosses her arms while the rolls her eyes. "I mean I would expect her to trust me a bit more. Though on the other side I get that she wants me to get a good educations so I can take care of myself. I mean she had to go to evening classes to get her biochemistry degree after dad died..." She stops her monologue when she notices the soft snoring coming from across the table. As she sees the hybrid in front of her drooling onto the table she lets out an offended huff. A mischievous grin spreads on to the filly's feature as she reaches over to a permanent marker and picks it up. Amanda twirls it around a bit before dropping it into her backpack. Very quietly she retrieves her stuff before zipping up her bag and slinging it over her shoulder. As she walks towards the front door she stops and retraces her steps back to the sleeping form before tousling his long hair.

Still giggling like a little schoolgirl Amanda walks back into her own apartment. There is an awkward silence as she realizes that her mother is nowhere to be found. She gives it no further thought as she starts to get the room ready for her evening.

After the young filly has put the finishing touches on her preparations she plops onto the couch and leans back with her arms dangling over the backrest. The sound of the front door opening and closing makes her look over her shoulder, curious about who will come around the corner.

Holding a paper bag closes to her chest, Natasha rounds the corner into the living room and gasps when she sees her daughter sitting there. "What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be with Mikael?"

Spying the paper bag, Amanda raises an eyebrow but doesn't remark on it. Instead she answers her mother's question without much fuss. "New chapter, there wasn't much to tutor me on."

Accepting the lie, the older mare slowly walks towards the bedroom with the bag still pressed to her chest. "I see you're all set for tonight."

With a hint of pride, the filly looks back at the table and all the snacks she prepared, popcorn and M&M's for the sweet tooth and small tomatoes and grapes as a healthy alternative. "I am. All set for my evening." She turns her head slyly to the side as she sees her mother about to slip out of the room. "Are you going to aunt Jennifer for the evening?"

The older mare bites her lips as she turns around, all the while repeating 'You can do this' again and again in her mind. She looks at her daughter while chewing her lips as she builds up her courage. "Amanda I have to talk to you about..."

Without even taking her eyes off the table in front of her Amanda finishes her mother's sentence. ".. the mess you and Mikael made last Saturday? And how you two have been avoiding each others all week to avoid me finding out?" She slowly turns around as a toothy grin splits her muzzle. "Are that scared of little old me?"

Without saying another word Natasha puts down the bag and slowly walks over to the couch. Her daughter lets out a surprised squeak as the older mare wraps her arms around her offspring and squeezes the struggling filly tightly against her. "I don't know whether I should be relieved or angry."

A few seconds pass before Natasha lets out a long sigh, giving her daughter another squeeze, as she looks down at the floor. "I didn't know how you would react. Your father..." Her voice falters as tears well up in the corner of her eyes.

Sensing her mother's distress, Amanda gently rubs her cheek against the older mare's as she feels her own eyes watering up. "Dad's been gone for a while now and I know you still miss him. But I also see how much you like Mikael." She lets out an amused snort. "And I damn well did my best to get you two in the same room together."

Even though a tear is slowly rolling down her cheek, Natasha can't help but smile at the remark. "Well I should thank you for playing matchmaker then." She gives her daughter one last hug before stepping back and picking up the bag, but as she opens her bedroom door she turns back and shoots the filly a questioning look. "How did you find out about last Saturday?"

Turning around, Natasha leans over the back of the couch to properly look at her mother. "Well all the neighbors still talk about the strange noises coming from this apartment that day. And missus Johnsen saw Mikael running around the hallway butt naked." There is an evil glint in the young mare's eyes as she torments her mother a bit more. "But of course the biggest clue was the fact I saw you and him lying together on the bed, all naked and stinking of sweat... and... other things."

With her cheeks and ears burning bright red, Natasha quickly and quietly slips into her bedroom, leaving Amanda alone to laugh at her mother's discomfort.

After recomposing herself, Natasha slowly steps out of her room still pressing the paper bag against her chest. As she steps into the living room paranoia takes hold, making her quickly glance around the room. Seeing no trace of her daughter she quickly heads towards the front door but as the round the corner she takes on last look over her shoulder, just to be sure.

Having been laying in ambush for the last ten minutes, Amanda quickly bumps into her mother while the older mare's head is turned before snatching paper bag from her grasp. She dances out of Natasha's reach as she tries to open the bag. "What do you have in here? Some sexy lingerie? Though I don't think Mikael can fully enjoy them he's really sleepy."

Natasha recovers quickly and starts walking after her daughter, her voice raised and agitated. "Amanda! Give that back or I will ground you for a week!"

Ignoring her mother, Amanda curiously peeks into the bag with her tail flagging behind her. But her excitement dissipates in a split second and is replaced by disappointment as she reaches into the bag and pulls something out. "White t-shirts?"

As she closes the distance, Natasha puts her paws on her hips as she looks down at her daughter. "Not what you were expecting?" She grabs the bag and the shirt before smacking her daughter with the piece of clothing. "Do I need to wash you mind with chlorine? I swear." After putting the shirt back in the bag the older mare takes a deep breath, all the while shaking her head. "I'm going to go stay with Mikael and just talk. What happened last week was just..." She holds up her free paw and shakes her head before walking away, followed closely by her daughter.

With her paw on the door knob, Natasha gives her daughter on last stern look. "I'll be back around midnight so don't make too big of a mess okay?"

Amanda watches her mother open the door and step out into the hallway. She steps up to the door and while leaning on it she watches and grins at the nervous twitch in her mother's tail.

There is a moment of hesitation before Natasha knocks on the door while she anxiously licks her lips.

A minute passes before Amanda takes a few steps back into their apartment before reappearing a couple of seconds later with a key dangling from her finger. "I think he's asleep. Last time I saw him he was drooling onto his dinner table."

While shaking her head at the comment, Natasha accepts the key from her daughter and starts to unlock the door. "He probably had a rough week." After opening the door she returns the key to your filly who she gives a stern motherly look. "Now I'll be back around midnight. So don't make a mess of things."

With and incredulous look on her face Natasha just nods at her mother. "Of course mother." She waits until the older mare has closed the door behind her before letting out a snort. "See you tomorrow evening more likely."