My Secret Girlfriend
(Is a Goddess)
Part 2
A warm breeze, the water rushing in the stream, and the rustling of leaves were the combination that woke Wes from his brief slumber. His long, brown ears twitched at the sound as he felt a weight on top of him. As he opened his eyes, he looked down to see the fox-goddess using him as a body pillow, her head and arm resting on his chest. Even in her naked form, her appearance was noble, yet also endearing as she clung to the rabbit, never to let go.
Smiling at the white fox, Wes started stroking her red-tipped ears, admiring her soft fur. Her tail began lazily swishing at the touch as the rabbit caressed his new lover. The fox purred as she opened her red eyes to see him smiling down upon her. Resting her head back, she let herself enjoy the quiet moment.
The couple had just had the best love-making session in both their lives and were reluctant to let each other go. Even though they made a pledge to be in each others' lives, they wanted to stay in the moment as long as possible. It was a private, cozy spot and the world just didn't matter.
"Are you awake?" Wes asked his goddess.
A happy groan was her reply as he caressed her ears. His touch was loving and she relished the attention. She truly felt that she was not only being honored, but truly being loved. She was used to adoration from her past lovers, but she only felt them love her for what she was, not who she was. Brief glimpses into the rabbit's soul showed his feelings were pure.
As comfortable as she was, the fox-goddess began to feel stiff from laying with the rabbit for so long. She slowly got up on her hands and knees over Wes and began stretching. The movement accented the curves on her divine body and was a show unto itself. She leaned forward and down, hips up in the air, her tail straight out as she stretched her lower back. Rising to a kneeling position, she raised her hands over her head and pulled back slightly. Her breasts pushed out as she stretched her upper back, eliciting a satisfied groan.
"Ah, that's so much better," she sighed, her fluffy tail swishing behind her.
Standing up, Wes began stretching as he looked around for his clothes.
"Uh, where are my clothes?" he asked, looking among the likely areas among the trees.
"Right here," she replied, holding his clothes in her hands. The fox was now wearing the white shirt and red jeans that Wes had seen her in when they first met.
"I don't know what to say, I have to put my clothes on, but yours just appears," he laughed.
"I could've just had them appear on you, but I thought watching you dress would be more fun," she said, her eyes squinting as she smiled.
Wes cocked his head and smirked at the fox. She just smiled back as her tail wagged back and forth, mischievously. The rabbit couldn't help himself as her charm disarmed him.
"Fair enough, Rei... wait a minute, how do I know your name? We never got around to asking each other our names," he asked.
The fox came over to Wes and put her hands on his chest, resting her head against it.
"It's the same reason I know yours, Wes. During our love-making we shared a very brief psychic connection. It happens and it won't be the last time," she said.
"Wait, so you know everything about me?" the shocked rabbit asked.
"No, all I know is your name. My psychic abilities are pretty limited; my specialties are agriculture and fertility, as I said before," she explained.
"I see. Well Rei, we should probably get going; I want to beat traffic on the way home," he said.
"I can't wait to see your place, it must be marvelous!" she exclaimed, her eyes wide with excitement.
"Well, I don't know about marvelous, but it's ok," Wes replied.
"Oh, I want to stop by my shrine. I want to get a recharge before we go to your place," Rei requested as they started following the stream downhill.
They followed the stream to a pedestrian bridge, which took them back to the parking lot where Wes was parked.
"Whoa, is this yours?" Rei asked, her awed expression reflected in the black fuel tank of a motorcycle.
"Yes she is. She's German, from 1970, and came with the sidecar," he replied.
Wes reached into the sidecar and produced two helmets, in a 1960s style and tossed one to Rei. After making some adjustments and putting the helmet on, the fox hopped in the sidecar as the rabbit started the engine. The motorcycle came to life as it echoed its mechanical symphony.
"She sounds good! I don't know much about these things, but I can tell that she's very well-taken care of," she shouted over the sound.
"I try! She's my pride and joy," was his reply as he pulled out of the parking space.
Maneuvering through the parking lot, the rabbit pulled into traffic and headed back into the city. The fox was having the time of her life; this being the first time she had ridden on a motorcycle, albeit the sidecar. Regardless, she loved the wind blowing past her and the feeling of being alive.
"This is great, I love this!" she shouted over the sound of the engine and the air rushing past.
They pulled up to a light and Wes turned to his passenger.
"So, where is your shrine?" he asked.
"Just a little bit further, it's by the train station," she answered.
The rabbit thought for a moment. They were still in the suburbs, but he didn't remember a shrine by the train station. He was pretty familiar with the area, but decided to listen to his passenger, maybe she knew something he didn't.
The light turned green and Wes manipulated the clutch and accelerator, guiding the machine through the increasing traffic. It was approaching evening rush hour, so he had to be a bit more careful in his driving, although the sun was not due to set for some time, still.
Wes rode through the square where the commuter train station was and looked for signs of some kind of shrine. The square was populated with new-build retail spaces filled with coffee shops, convenience stores, cafes and restaurants. He was sure he made a wrong turn or that he was at the wrong station.
"Are we at the right place? I don't see any shrines," he asked his passenger.
"Yeah, it's right there!" she answered, pointing to one building.
To the rabbit's bewilderment, he realized she was pointing to a combination Thai/ sushi restaurant near the end of the plaza.
"A Thai restaurant?" he asked.
"And sushi!" she added with a smile.
Wes pulled over into an empty spot in front and shut the engine off. If he didn't witness what he already had, he would have thought the fox was trying to put him on. Still, curiosity held fast and he followed the goddess to see her shrine.
The restaurant was small and decorated in red. A projector screen played footage of street food being cooked at an open air market for the customers that were busy chatting or enjoying their food. Rei pointed to a display against a wall near the back by the kitchen.
"There it is and they're keeping it in excellent shape," she said.
A young waitress, an akita, was dusting off a small, simple, ancient-looking wooden box with a fox statue and candles inside. Christmas lights were wrapped around, giving the otherwise, noble display a somewhat garish appearance.
"It's, uh, very... nice?" the rabbit offered.
"It's three hundred years old. Eighty years ago, it fell into disuse since the population of the village sharply declined. Someone found it, fixed it up and I moved with it here to this country," Rei spoke softly with the rabbit as she watched the waitress say a prayer and clap her hands.
"See, she just payed respects and I'll give her luck in turn," she said smiling into the rabbit's eyes as she stroked an ear.
"Hi, would you like to sit at the bar or at a table?" the waitress asked as she approached the couple.
"Are you hungry?" Wes asked the fox-goddess.
"I am starving!" she responded, enthusiastically.
"Table please!" he answered.
The couple ate their dinner and continued on to Wes' home. He pulled up to a brick apartment house just outside of the downtown area and parked in a covered spot in an adjacent parking lot.
Wes led Rei inside and up the green-carpeted stairs to his apartment on the third and top floor. Walking up to a door that matched the dozen or so in the hall, the rabbit inserted a key into the lock and opened it.
Turning a light on in the entryway, Wes ushered the fox inside.
"Welcome home," he said, sheepishly.
The rabbit was embarrassed by the size of his apartment and hoped the goddess wouldn't judge him harshly.
Looking around the small studio apartment, the fox took in her new digs. To the left was a small, but quite functional kitchen. The bathroom was on the right and just past it was a space just big enough for a queen-sized bed, well at least the mattress and boxspring on the floor. In the window was a wall-shaker AC that Wes turned on to dispel the heat. A large ottoman did double duty as a dining table and a coffee table and sat in front of a low entertainment center and next to a mismatched couch.
An effort at decorating was made in the form of store-bought art and a cheap rug was thrown on the faux-wood floors. The dwelling wasn't exactly messy, but was certainly lived-in.
The rabbit was nervous as the fox looked around, tail swishing, waiting for her to change her mind or possibly chastise him for bringing her to his modest abode.
"So, uh what do you think?" he asked, anxiously.
