Sabhira’s Daughter #47

The conversation turned instead to the life and work of the models at the Tails. “…and there’s really no sex behind the camera?” Shabhira was asking Udaran. “Not at all. I know it seems odd, but when you’ve done it as long as I have, sex seems almost unrelated to the posing. As a professional model, your goal is to please the camera. Sometimes that involves some pretty intense contortions of the body, but fortunately Khajiit and Argonians are good at that.” “I see. But, that’s regrettable.”
“Regrettable? How so?” “It almost seems like a lie. The readers see this sensual, sexy female practically begging for a tumble in the bed. But what they are really seeing is just the end result of a group of people working to present that fantasy. It’s not real.” “Well of COURSE it’s not real. Only the most fanboyish of fanboys think it’s real. But they still BUY it,” Udaran responded, perhaps a bit too emphatically.
“Lighten up Udaran, I’m not trying to put down what you do! But no, I just don’t see it being my future." "That’s too bad,” Muz-Ra interjected, “you’ve got a hell of a body you know!” “Nice of you to notice, Red. But this one is reserved.” “For who? Have you got a boyfriend?” “Or GIRLfriend?” Udaran added. “Oh, no. Nothing like that currently. But I don’t think I’m cut out for sharing myself that way, even if it is just a fantasy.”
“What is it Udie? You look hurt. What did I say?” “I guess I had my own fantasy, that you’d come and live with us. But that’s selfishness. I miss your mother, and you remind me SO much of her. Even without the intimacy I was still hoping you might stay.” “Well, perhaps for a while as a guest. I am hoping to stay till I decide what I want to do next, but I’m just not Tails material. I can still come visit though, or you can visit me wherever I ‘land’”. “That will do fine. I’m sorry, just a little disappointed that my own fantasy isn’t going to come true. But I’ll get over it.”
“You know what I WOULD like though is a bit of training.” “Training? What do you mean?” “Well, someday when I DO settle down, I’d like to know a pose or two for my mate. I mean, I can do the demure, shy girl just fine. It’s my natural state in the bedroom. But the sultry temptress is beyond me. I start giggling.”
“Oh, we can do that! When we stop for the night, I’ll show you a thing or two. But really it’s not so much the posing as the acting. You have to believe you really ARE that person. It’s really IS acting. If you are playing pretend, it’s not going to work. You have to BE the person you’re presenting whoever it is. A Sultry Temptress isn’t going to giggle. But still, there are some technical things to posing too.” “Wow, I guess you really DO have a skill and not just a hot body.”
“Well thank you Shabhira. I do hope after all this time working at the Tails I’ve learned SOMETHING beyond how to keep a diet!” “Oh shit, I’m sorry Udaran! That wasn’t what I meant at all! I don’t mean to be offensive. Really I don’t! I guess I’m a little clueless when it comes to people.”
“It’s getting dark girls. It’s been a long day and we’re all getting tired and irritable, but we’ve done well today. We’re just coming out of the Reach now. It’s time we considered where we’re going to spend the night. FarSeer’s cabin is far south of here across the lake so that’s out. Let’s start looking for likely campsites. We’ll want to be not too far off the road that we can’t find it easily, but far enough that we’re not spotted by any wandering bandits.” “Should we split up and go looking for a place?” Kitty asked.
“That’s not a bad idea – but in pairs. I’ll go by myself. Let’s meet back here in an hour. ONE hour. I’ll go up this way.” “I’ll go with Kitty,” Shabhira said. “But neither of you have weapons,” the Argonian noted. "Kitty’s got her cloak, but you have nothing to defend yourself with.“ "You underestimate me Ubergard. I would surprise you with what some of my little vials can do. There are more methods of defense than a strong offense too. We’ll be fine. Besides, I daresay I’ve spent more time out in the wild than you have!”
“Very well. You two look down that way. Red and Udaran, you head up towards that hill and see if you spot anything. We’re just looking for a protected area, perhaps with a rock wall we can shelter beside. Ideally an unoccupied cave but those are rare and the occupants you find will not be friendly so don’t risk anything. Remember – ONE hour. Once you’ve been gone a half hour, start heading back. And stay together.”

Sabhira’s Daughter #46

And with that, the four were now five, and began the long walk back to Whiterun and home. “So, a herb-witch huh? Does that mean you make potions and stuff like that?” asked Muz-Ra. “Well, yes. I certainly can do that, but the craft is much more than just making potions. It’s really all about learning the properties of different things found in Nature. Old Umbra taught me from when I was little. She died a few years ago, but by then – to be honest – I’d passed her in the art. It’s really fascinating though. Just for instance, those juniper berries there. There’s a mixture you can make with them that helps eyesight which in turn helps archers tremendously!” “Oh? You know, I…” “Yes, the bow on your back gave me a clue,” laughed Shabhira.
“So you know all about plants then?” Udaran asked. “Not all. Not possible. And it’s not just plants by any means! But that’s the idea. It’s really just the study of Nature itself." "Do you do magic then?” “Some people would think of it as a type of magic, but really no. Or at least I don’t MAKE magic. It’s already there in Nature. I just… I guess you could say I condense it and make it useful.”
“What do you think of Mages then? You can’t say THEY don’t make magic!” Muz-Ra went on. “Udaran mentioned there was a Mage back in Helgen. I guess you’d know more than me about them!” “I know enough to stay as far away as possible.” “And THAT… Red? Can I call you Red?” “Sure Shabhira. Nobody calls me Muz-Ra.” “Well, THAT, Red, is knowledge too. That kind of magic is dangerous. I think it’s kind of UN-Natural. It really shouldn’t exist. If I could, I’d abolish it altogether. Too much bad can come from that kind of power. Potions take time and effort to learn. But Mages just pull lightning out of thin air. That’s just not right.”
“What about Dragons?” Kitty asked. "And Vampires?“ "What do I think about them you mean? Again, they’re both really sort of like Mages aren’t they? I don’t think they COULD exist without Un-Natural magic. It’s like the Draugr. Walking dead and skeletons. They really don’t make sense. I mean, a Skeleton is just so much solidified calcium. How can they move? They have no muscles to drive them, no nerves to activate the muscles. You might as well put together so many sticks and ask THEM to walk. Yet they exist. It’s just not a natural state. All I learn about Nature tells me they can’t exist, but they do! They’re fascinating, but they’re also WRONG. Oh, I’m sorry. You got me started. I’m afraid it’s my passion.”
“Ever considered studying THEM?” Kitty asked. “What, Skeltons?” “Yeah… well, the animated kind I mean.” “Hehe. Sorry Kitty, you must think I’m braver than I am. The LAST thing I want to do is to be close to one of them! I’m no hero. My herbs don’t leap out of their containers and attack me!” Kitty nodded. "Good point!“
"Let’s stop here for a minute,” Udaran suggested, at which all agreed. “You know,” Muz-Ra said to Shabhira, “there are those who think WE are un-natural. Argonians and Khajiits I mean.” “Oh, I suppose we are. But so are Elves, Humans and Orcs for that matter. I don’t see how we’re any more un-natural than they are.” “Elves. Talk about UN-Natural!” Muz-Ra spat. “You don’t like Elves?” asked Shabhira. “Oh, they’re ok I guess – but they LOVE their Magic don’t they? I mean, MOST magic-users are elves.” “The one that attacked you at Helgen?” Muz-Ra nodded.
“Well, good and evil come in all shapes I guess." "I’ve never seen a Good skeleton!” “Mmm. But they don’t count. No intelligence. Might as well call a Bear evil.” “How about Vampires? Ever heard of a Good vampire? And they’re intelligent.” “Ok, we’ve gone WAAAAY out of my area of expertise. But no, can’t say I’ve ever heard of a good vampire.” Mus-Ra smiled, satisfied the she’d made a good point. “Let’s get moving again,” Ubergard commanded, “It’s a long walk and we’ve nowhere to stay tonight but out in the wilds. I’d like to get back to familiar territory before dark.”
“We know a good Werewolf.” Muz-Ra pointed out as they continued on. “A good Werewolf? Surely there’s no such thing.” “Sure is. We met him on the way here. He’s Ubergard’s brother in fact. Lives in a shack south of Lake Ilinalta, and he’s as nice a guy as you’d ever dream of meeting.” “REALLY? Now THAT would be fascinating!” Kitty could fairly see the gears turning in Shabhira’s brain. Shabhira went on, more to herself than to her companions, “You could watch him transform. Weigh him! I wonder if the mass changes, or… would Wolfs-bane really have any effect? Oh but this is all idle speculation. He may be as sweet as you please when he’s an Argonian, but you’d not want to be around him after the change I bet!”
“He says he’s fully under control at all times, and Ubergard came to believe him too. And Kitty, he came up to her while he was changed. Didn’t leave a scratch.” “Is that right Kitty?” Shabhira asked, genuinely interested. Kitty had turned sulky though, and just grunted, “I guess so.” Muz-Ra, never one for subtleties, continued rambling on before Kitty cried, “ENOUGH! Can we PLEASE NOT TALK ABOUT FARSEER ANYMORE??” Muz-Ra and Shabhira took the hint only after it was bludgeoned into their ears by this and discussion on the topic stopped.
Shabhira rolled a meaningful eye towards Kitty, indicating her and an unseen Other, at Muz-Ra silently. The Argonian nodded, confirming Shabhira’s unspoken question. “OOOOooohhhh,” she mouthed silently back.

Sabhira’s Daughter #45

Ubergard was snoring loudly when Ashasha came in to wake the travelers in the morning. “Rise and shine girls! It’s a new day and full of possibilities. Breakfast is waiting for you and Shabhira will be here in an hour.”
“Early? It’s halfway to noon! Oh, you’d have a hard time of it here Kitty. Most of the girls have already eaten and are about their chores.” she smiled. “Chores? Last night’s work wasn’t enough?” “That? That’s just Work. But this place doesn’t run itself and we don’t make enough to hire maids.”
“You’re surprisingly upbeat this morning Ashasha!” Udaran noticed from behind Kitty. “Well, I have a right to be. We made good money last night and it turns out S’uzi’s tail is just sprained. She’ll be back on her back in a week.” “Oh, that’s good to hear,” Kitty said, having worked out the odd phrasing. “…I guess.”
“Yes! Shabhira took a look at her last night before she left.” “And you don’t mind Shabhira coming with us anymore?” Udaran asked.
“Of course I do! But we worked out a deal. No matter what happens, she’ll drop by once a month and help J’ara get up to speed to take her place.” “Well that sounds wonderful. Has she given any indication of her own plans… after?” “I don’t think she has a clue herself yet.”
After breakfast, the group had gathered outside the Cathouse when Shabhira came up the hill. “Whoa! Shabhira, you look different today? Your traveling clothes?” asked Udaran. “What? Oh, the gown. I’m sorry, I should have said something. Last night I was meeting with some people in Markarth when Ashasha sent for me. I don’t normally dress like that.” “I see. So, are you ready to go?” “Absolutely! Eager in fact!”
Meanwhile, Kitty and her new friend Cheetah were saying their goodbyes. “Could you do me a favor Kitty?” “Anything Cheetah! What can I do?” “Well, when you get back, can you ask H to stop by here next time he’s recruiting. I think I’m interested.”
“Oh? You don’t like it here?” “It’s not bad. Really it’s not. Ashasha is a good boss to have. And it may be wrong, but I DO love the work SO much! But it seems so… out of the way here. It’s like Markarth is at the edge of everything. Nothing ever happens here, and everything happens in Whiterun. Plus I got K’riss to let me look at a copy of the Tails he has. Very erotic!” “You like it?”
“Once I managed to peel the pages apart, yeah! I think I’d like to do that!” K’riss looked away, somewhat embarrassed.

Sabhira’s Daughter #44

The giantess laid Udaran on the bed and assured Kitty that she was fine. “She just passed out. Shock I think. That and not getting enough AIR,” she said, giving Muz-Ra a brief glare. “What happened?” Shabhira asked. “Sorry Shabhira, not your fault. I’ll explain in a minute,” Muz-Ra explained, “But can you get some water or something to revive her?” “Water? Oh I can do better than that surely! Stand aside a minute,” and the daughter of Sabhira pulled a small vial from her pocket, uncorked it and held it briefly under Udaran’s nose.
The effect was immediate. Udaran sat up and stared again at Shabhira. “Are you ok? You passed out,” Muz-Ra asked her but Udaran couldn’t reply. “Give her a minute,” Shabhira said. “She’ll be fine. Now what’s this all about?” “I think maybe you’d better sit down.”
“You know my mother?!” “Yes. Well, not Kitty, but Ubergard, Udaran and I did. Udaran knew her best.” ‘knew’. I see. She’s dead then,“ Shabhira took a moment to process this as Muz-Ra nodded. "And… I gather I look like her?”
“Uncannily so. I’m afraid it was too much for Udie. They were very close.” “Oh! I’m sorry Udaran. But I assure you, I’m no ghost,” Sabhira said. “No,” Udaran managed, her composure returning. “I know. It’s just… I didn’t expect you to look so… familiar.”
“So you came to tell me my mother was dead?” “That, and more,” Muz-Ra explained. “More?” “No, let me tell her Red. I’m ok now. If you don’t mind, could you leave me and Sab… I mean, SHABhira alone for a few minutes?”
Muz-Ra nodded and got up with the other two. “Let’s go see if we can get a midnight snack. Sound good?” Kitty and Ubergard nodded and followed Muz-Ra out.
In fact, it was well past midnight when Shabhira and Udaran came looking for the others. “You’ve brought her up to date on everything?” Kitty asked. “Yes, I think so,” Udaran replied. It was then that Kitty noticed that both had obviously been crying. “I want to thank you all for undertaking this journey to find me. I have a lot to think about, I’m sure you understand. But I WILL be returning with you tomorrow. For now, Ashasha and I need to talk, and then I’ll return to my hut. I would appreciate it if you would wait for me here till I return in the morning.”
“Of course Shabhira, we will wait longer than that if you want to,” Muz-Ra suggested. “It won’t be necessary. I have some things I need to prepare first, but I should be ready before noon.”
“Then, until tomorrow?” Udaran held out her hand. Shabhira batted it aside and gave her a fierce hug. “I know how much you must have gone through for me Udie – and for my mother’s memory. A handshake wouldn’t be gratitude enough.”
Kitty wondered if Shabhira knew just HOW close Udaran and her mother had been, but decided that – at least for now – it really didn’t matter. Then the two looked at each other for a moment, Udaran obviously fighting back tears as she looked into the eyes of her only love’s daughter, before Shabhira took Ashasaha by the hand and left. Muz-Ra led the four up the stairs to their room and sleep.

Sabhira’s Daughter #43

“Could it be true? Are we finally going to meet Sabhira’s daughter?” Udaran asked. “That name couldn’t be coincidental. Shabira? And Ashasha sounded very confident,” Kitty agreed. Even Ubergard seemed excited, “She’d not have gone through that if it wasn’t her. I think so!" "Kitty, would you mind trying to find Muz-Ra? She should be here too when Shabhira comes.” “Sure thing. I’ll be back right away!”
“What do you think of this one?” Muz-Ra said, trying on yet another outlandish outfit. “Did you hear what I said, Red? We FOUND her! She’ll be here within the hour!” Kitty exclaimed. “Oh yes, yes. I heard you. But I haven’t found anything yet and there’s so many!” “Don’t you think it’s a bit… much?” “Yeah, I guess so. But wait, maybe this?”
Kitty stared in disbelief. "Well, the bottom is definitely YOU. But I don’t know HOW you squeezed into that top!“ Muz-Ra looked down at herself. "I guess not. Hmph. Well, I guess I’ll go back to the gold bikini.” “And what of the…” “Oh damn them. They saved my life once. If all they ask in return is a bit of voyeurism, I think that’s a small price to pay.” Kitty nodded agreement.
“But I’m taking one back I want to show Udie. She’ll get a kick out of it.”
Ubergard was rolling on the floor and Udaran doubled over in fits of laughter after Muz-Ra entered. “What? Don’t you like it?” Ubergard spluttered, “Lady Death! Please don’t kill me!”
Udaran added, "Red, PLEASE take it off! I… I… can’t BREATH!” Meanwhile Kitty was checking out the skull pasties. "How DO these stay on Red?“ "Oh, they’re kind of like suction cups. Feels weird at first though.”
Udaran choked out, “PLEASE!” through closed fingers between bouts of laughter. “You two just have no taste in high fashion,” Muz-Ra spat in mock disgust, but she pulled out her gold bikini and began to change anyway.
It just so happened that Red was in a rather awkward position in mid-changing when Shabhira stepped in to get a glorious view of the Argonian’s rump.
“Excuse me, Lady Ashasha told me I needed to speak with you. A matter of some importance I gathered. Is this a bad time?” Though Kitty had never actually met Sabhira, she had certainly seen pictures of her in back issues of the Tails. Now Kitty turned around to see the spitting image of Sabhira looking very confused.
Behind her, Kitty heard Udaran gasp and then crumble to the floor in a heap. “Udie!” Kitty cried but Ubergard was already lifting her from the floor. “Oh my! What happened?” Shabhira asked, concerned.

Sabhira’s Daughter #42

Upon entering the room, Kitty was happy to find Udaran still awake and talking to Ubergard.
“Kitty? Ashasha? What is it?” “Ashasha has something she wants to tell us. Isn’t that right?” “Yes, I do. Let me sit down please. This isn’t easy.” Udaran motioned to the chair and sat up anxiously.
“She’s here. Well, she’s not here at the moment, but I know who you’re looking for.” Kitty corrected, “You KNEW who we were looking for before, didn’t you?” “Yes. I did. Her name is Shabira. She is our Herb witch.”
“WHAT? But, why didn’t you tell us before? I don’t understand!” Udaran asked. “Shes… very special to us here. We NEED her. I need her. I raised her you know. Well, me and an old lady who died a couple of years ago. But she’s like a daughter to me. Understand, she’s the daughter I never had.” “I see, but why? We’re not here to take her away from you!”
“Oh, but you are. She doesn’t even live in the house now! She moved out when her teacher died and moved into her hut a little way down the road. She cares for us though. She’s very skilled, did I mention? Without her I’ll be ruined. And now you come offering her a fortune. How long do you think she’ll stick around here when she has the means to leave? She always talks about wanting to travel Skyrim. She’s always wandering in the wilds. She’ll leave us, and we’ll be lost.” Lady Ashasha appeared to age in front of their eyes. Not a physical change, but the strong, willful leader of the Cathouse no longer looked strong. She looks old, Kitty thought.
“Ashasha, you know that’s not for you to decide,” Udaran stated flatly, but with no malice in her voice. "Shabhira will make that decision. But it’s her decision to make, her life to live! If she leaves you, she would have done so anyway eventually.“ "You don’t understand. These girls are MY life. We need her!” Ashasha fairly wailed. “Pardon me Ashasha, but I don’t think you do,” Kitty interjected.
The old Khajiit looked up, her eyes wet. “Did you see Ja’ra?”, Kitty continued, “She worked wonders with S’uzi down there. I bet she could replace Shabhira without much fuss.” Ashasha considered a moment. "But,“ she began, then paused. "She did well, didn’t she?”
At this, Udaran had to ask, “What? Who’s Ja’ra? Who’s S’uzi?” “Nothing much, accident downstairs,” Kitty explained, “an accident that was handled quite well I think.” Ashasha nodded. "But I’ll still lose her.“ "Maybe. But how much sooner if she found out you’d kept this from her?” Udaran asked.
“You won’t tell her?” “There’s no need. We came here to find her, and we have. If it took a few hours longer than we’d hoped, what difference does that make?” Ashasha nodded and stood up. "Thank you. All of you,“ she looked at Kitty. "You’re good people.” Kitty hadn’t the heart to tell her how wrong she was.
“I’m going to send for K’rris to bring her back right now. With luck she should be here within the hour. I’ll send her right up when she gets here,” Ashasha stated, and then with a shrug of her shoulders, her stately bearing returned and she strode out of the room without looking back.

Sabhira’s Daughter #41

Kitty was taking another break from her dancing and chatting with Cheetah, who had returned from her business when they were interrupted by a scream that came from upstairs. Both immediately raced to the source.
A large naked man Kitty had noticed earlier was crouched just outside the doorway and looked up at her and Cheetah. “I’m sorry!” he kept saying as they looked in at the Khajiit within.
Kitty was relieved to see that she seemed to be OK, though something seemed wrong with her tail. “S’uzi! What’s wrong? What happened?” asked Cheetah. “OW! Goddammit, that HURTS!” the Khajiit apparently known as S’uzi responded, tenderly touching the base of her tail. Oh no. Anal?“ Cheetah asked kneeling beside S’uzi. OOOOWWW! Crap. Yeah. My fault. Ashasha’s gonna kill me.”
Ashasha and Bahriba appeared in the doorway as if on cue. “Damn straight I am! Bahriba, take this guy away would you?” “Sure,” the bard replied. "Come on lover boy. What’s your name?“ Kitty didn’t catch the rest as they moved away from the room.
"OOOOOoooO!” the stricken Khajiit howled as Ashasha assessed the damage quickly. “Damn it S’uzi, you KNOW better than to allow that! I know you do. Cheetah, go fetch the witch.” “But you sent her and K’rris to Markarth this morning.” “GODdammit! Then go find Ja’ra. She hangs out with Shabhira all the time. She’s got to have learned SOMETHING.”
“Will do,” Cheetah replied and was gone. Suddenly Ashasha realized what she’d said and looked at Kitty wide eyed. Kitty stared straight back at her with dawning comprehension. Shabhira.
“Dammit it hurts Ashasha!” “I bet it does,” Ashasha said distractedly, “Just lay still and try not to move. I suppose he was just ‘too nice’ to deny?” “Yeah… did you see the six-pack on that hunk? OW!” S’uzi cried. “You could have at least done it missionary, but no. He HAD to take you from behind I suppose.” “I won’t do it again Ashasha. He was so gentle, I didn’t think he would…”
“No, you won’t do ANYTHING again for a month! I keep telling you girls, they have no control! YOU have to have control! But don’t worry about that now. Ah, here’s Ja’ra.” “I’ve got some salve Shabhira made before she left,” said a Khajiit that Kitty didn’t recognize. "And a potion to remove the pain. It’s quite effective. She says it’s normally used with birthing.“ "GIMME!” S’uzi cried and she took the potion from Ja’ra. “It… has some side effects,” the new Khajiit added.
“Like whud? I meen whuffffff,” S’uzi said before she passed out cold. Ja’ra took over the care of the now-sleeping Khajiit, daubing some sort of goop around the base of the tail then wrapped the base of the tail in bandages she’d brought along with her.
Ashasha looked back to Kitty. "I think we need to talk.“ Kitty agreed. "Yes. Shall we perhaps go talk in Udaran’s room then?” Ashasha reluctantly agreed.

Sabhira’s Daughter #40

“Welcome to the Cathouse gentlemen. I presume you’ve all left your weapons at home tonight. If not, please see the guard at the door. Do’jaar is bartending tonight so step right up and have a drink. Mead is on special tonight, and Bahriba is our bard for the evening,” Ashasha called out as a few Nords filed in. “Who’s on table duty tonight, Bahriba?” “Dahlavi, but she’s not feeling well Ashasha.” “Table duty?” Kitty asked Cheetah. “Oh, yeah we usually have a girl dance on the table or bar. Gets the patrons in the mood,” Cheetah explained.
“Anyone want to take her place?” “Hey Ashasha, I’ll do it!” Kitty volunteered. Ashasha turned around. "Kitty? Can you dance?“ "Oh sure. I’d love to!” “Ok then, and thanks! GENTLEMEN, we have a special visitor tonight. This is Kitty from Tails of the Khajiit. She will be dancing for you tonight!”
A round of applause broke out among the girls as well as the customers at this. As Kitty climbed up onto the bar a bit awkwardly, she noticed Cheetah give her a worried look. But when the bard began to play, she soon got comfortable. Within minutes, she was having a great time and even found some customers were tossing coins upon the bar, which Do’jaar quickly swept away. “Shake em Kitty!” an older Nord called out, and she obliged happily. In what seemed like no time, Do’jarr was tapping her on her leg. “Sorry, yes? Was I getting too wild?” “Oh no, not at all Kitty! But you’ve been up there an hour. Aren’t you getting tired?” “Really? An hour? Yeah, I guess so a little.” “Well come on down and take a break for a bit. It’s a long night if you’re going to keep that up!”
“Thanks Do’jaar,” Kitty said as she was helped down from the bar. "Say, where’s Cheetah? “She took a customer up to room 2A. Young Harnold. Don’t worry, he won’t take long!” she smiled. “Oh! Ok. Say, do you think I could get some wine? I’m a bit thirsty.” “Here you go. No charge! You’ve earned quite a bit already. You’re a good dancer, Kitty!” “Why thank you.”
“Kitty! Kitty!” called a Nord she didn’t know as she stepped around the bar. “Yes? Can I help you?’” “Kitty, my name is Kalolf. I’ve got every issue of the Tails for the last 3 years. I saw you in last month’s Tails!” “Oh, thanks! I hoped you liked it!” “Always, always. It’s so great to meet you in person. Can I ask you a question?” “Sure, let’s go sit over here.”
“So, I heard a rumor that Udaran is here. Is that true?” Kitty couldn’t help but feel a bit of let-down at the mention of Udaran, but she tried hard not to let it show. "Oh yes, but she’s tired and in bed. We’re just visiting. We’re headed back tomoorrow.“ "Oh,” Kalolf look a bit dejected. "Anyone else here from the Tails?“ "Just me, Ubergard and Muz-Ra.”
“Oh! I’d LOVE to meet Ubergard!” “Sorry, she’s with Udaran. But I think Muz-Ra is around somewhere. She may come down later.” “Muz-Ra? Oh, she’s the Argonian with the huge…” Kitty looked at him with an odd light in her eyes, “Oh yes, that’s her!” “Say, I don’t suppose you could get Udaran to sign something for me could you?” “Sign something? Like what?” “Well, er… something personal. If that’s ok. I’ll give you 100 gold right now if you can just have her leave something for me!” Gears began turning in Kitty’s head. Mischievous gears.
“Oh my! What, like… a bra or something?” “Preferably ‘or something’” Kalolf said with a leer. “Why sure! hang on a sec,” smiled Kitty, “I’ll go get you something right now!” “GREAT!”
With that, Kitty hurried upstairs and dug up a pair of someone’s panties from a random drawer. She quickly found a quill and scrawled ‘From Udaran to Kalolf’ on it. Then a grin crept over her face as she got another idea…
She decided to add some authenticity to it by rubbing it in her rear a bit. Some part of her mind she couldn’t quite get under control was laughing. ‘Sniff that!’ it said, and she found herself smiling evilly at the thought before she banished it.
On the way back, she heard Cheetah’s lowered voice nearby but decided it would be rude to bother her while she was working. Instead, she went back down to the bar area and found Kalolf. In a few minutes, she was back on the bar, 100 gold richer. She noticed Kalolf left immediately, his hand in his pocket holding his precious treasure. For the next hour, she kept breaking out giggling uncontrollably and losing her dance step.

Sabhira’s Daughter #39

“So, do you all, like, sit around and wait for a customer to pick you or what?” “Hah! No, not at all. We sort of have a party where we mingle with them a bit. Heck, sometimes they just come for that. Lets them get to know us better as people instead of just meat, and that’s good for everybody. Us too. Once you have a few drinks with someone, you get to know them a bit at least.” “And if someone likes you but you don’t want to?” “Well, it depends on how MUCH you don’t want to. Ashasha would never ask us to do something or someone we didn’t feel comfortable with, but this IS our job after all. If we didn’t like the job, we wouldn’t be here.”
“Hmm… and do you like the job?” “Pardon the pun but, it has it’s ups and downs. The money’s pretty good, and the customers are usually fine. But in any group of people who live together, cliques form and grievances come up. Ashasha’s pretty good at keeping tension under control, but if there’s anything I DON’T like here, that’s it.” “Yeah, I can see that at the Tails too from time to time.” “So, wanna be a hooker for a night?”
“Me? No. Not me.” “Oh you don’t have to DO anything. Just hang out at the party with the girls and the customers and pretend. If someone comes on too much, just be honest and tell him you don’t work here. It’ll be fine. And you’ll never know what it’s like unless you try. Afraid?” “AFRAID? I’m NOT afraid of anything. Well, not much. And Ashasha wouldn’t mind?” “With your looks? She’d be thrilled! And if you find a customer particularly interesting, well, Ashasha will be even MORE thrilled.”
“THAT is NOT going to happen!” “Maybe not, but you’ve got to keep in mind – the customers are just people. Maybe unusually horny people, but they’re still just people. They have lives outside of the Cathouse. Some are regulars too for that matter. Once you get to know them, sometimes they’re people you’d not mind hanging out with.” Ashasha had walked in while Cheetah was talking and added her own thoughts on the subject.
“But there IS a wall between the girls and the customers, Kitty. As long as they work here, they have to maintain that wall. Sometimes the regulars, they get TOO close and they start fantasizing about ‘taking you away from all this’. Those are the most dangerous, seriously. The next step after infatuation is possessiveness, and if they think you’re theirs, trouble starts. I’ve seen it happen, and it can get very serious. I’ve got a lot of guards here. They’re not needed often, but when they ARE needed, they’re needed quick and desperately.” “Sounds kinda dangerous. Speaking of guards, where’s K’rris? I haven’t seen him since this morning.” “Oh, he took our Herb witch into town to pick up some stuff she needed. He won’t be back until tomorrow,” she said. “Now Cheetah, you’d best get ready. We’re opening in just a few minutes.”
Ashasha left and went downstairs to open the business. Kitty then turned back to Cheetah, “So how do you keep that ‘wall’ up?” “Basically you have to shut them down cold when you see that happening. Even better, let them see you flirting with someone else. Usually they get the hint.” “Sounds complicated.” “It is. 49% of this job is physical, 51% is psychology. It’s not an easy job.”
After drying off, Cheetah began to dress. “So, besides the money, why do you do it?” Kitty asked. “I like the sex!” Cheetah shot back instantly.
“Really? I’d have thought if it was your JOB, it would… well… be WORK.” “I dunno, maybe for some of the girls. But you really can’t separate the mind from the body. Sure, I fake orgasms a lot – but not all the time! Males are just fascinating in their variety, don’t you think? Burly, lean, cuddly and aloof. So many types, so many WAYS. But after they’re satiated, they all become little boys again. I suppose some day I’ll leave here, but right now I just can’t imagine a better job – strange as that might seem to you.”
“Well YOU are obviously hetero! I always imagined there would be a lot of girl/girl relationships in a place like this.” “And there are. It’s that wall Ashasha was talking about. There’s a limit on how well you can get to know a customer personally. You can get to know the other girls though. And with that comes bonding, relationships, intimacy. For some, it’s the only release. But not for me. I like the males too much. They say some people are made to like the same sex. I suppose that must be so, because I’m pre-wired to get pounded!”
“Oh! You REALLY aren’t shy are you!” “Around here, that’s NOT a job asset. Especially when our rooms are left open!” “For security purposes I assume?” “Yeah – you never know when someone will go too far. Sex is inherently a loss of control after all.” Suddenly a bell rang from somewhere downstairs and Cheetah took Kitty’s hand. "Time to go to work!“ she sang happily.

TailsoftheKhajiit Mods

I had a reader ask what mods I was using, and besides just wanting to tell a story, TailsoftheKhajiits is also intended to highlight sexy mods I really like. So I just went through my entire Mod list and gathered a list of them and thought I’d post them here in between posts.

I don’t have URLs for these all, but some Google searches should reveal most of them at least. Most of them come from the Nexus – http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/?

Some from LoversLab (NSFW! You’ve been WARNED!) http://www.loverslab.com/files/category/1-skyrim/

Some are simply no longer available as far as I can tell, and a very few are my own homebrew. (Notably Khajiit texture and the Cloak of Gray Tomorrow)

Though ALL the people who created these mods are undoubtedly great, there’s a few I’d like to single out whose work has been so fundamental to my enjoyment of Skyrim that I remember them without looking them up!

Cherry Hotaling – Author of CHSBHC body, as far as I know the first mod to have bouncing boobies and, I believe, all bouncing mods since then have been based on (her?) work.

Halo – Author of both Halo’s Poser mod and Halo’s Pinup Poser (an earlier work but some poses are still in there and not, apparently, in his main Poser mod.

Turbosnowy – Author of some of the sexiest outfits I’ve yet seen. Though some are admittedly so over the top that even I won’t use them, I respect his imagination.

mrLenski – Author of Coverkhajiits, the single most necessary mod if you like Khajiits.

tktk – Author of Pretty Khajiits. Bigger, more expressive eyes and the single most distinctive feature of Kitty.

Edhildil – Author of NUMEROUS great sexy outfits. Most of my outfits are either Turbosnowy’s or Edhildil’s.

Ok, without further ado, here’s all the mods I’m currently using, and the load order they;’re in. Good luck finding them – no really!

SkyUI
Coverkhajiits
Pretty Khajiit
Female Khajiit Hand Normal Fix
Marriable female khajiit followers
Marriable female argonian followers
CHSBHC – BBP – Nude and Jiggly Mod
MyKhajiitTextures
Alternate Argonian texture
Argonian
Beast Race Beautiful Khajiit Tail Mover
Beast Race Beautiful Argonian Tail Mover
turbosnowyfetish
EdHilDilsDistractionLatex
SkimpyAssassins
Underground Bathhouse and Paradise Valley
DaedricChainmail
Fores New Idles in Skyrim – FNIS
KISS – Khajiit Cat Sprint and Sneak
Pinup Poser 150
Halo’s Poser
Pinup and KISS animations
MFG Console
Out of my Way – Anti NPC Push mod
nocturna
Nocturnal Rose Brothel
Immersive Saturation Boost
KURESE Gloria
New487774
UNP Leather Clothes
Sweet and Sexy Lingerie 3
Dominions More Khajiits
CoverkhajiitsMales
Better males – Beautiful nudes and faces
Better CoverKhajiits Body Texture for Better males
Better CoverKhajiit Hands
Summer Wear V2
IMAGINATOR – Visual Control Device
Nezzars
DandelionML