Let me get one thing straight: I am not a furry.  Hey now, I see you looking at the subject of this review and rolling your eyes dismissively, ready to loudly proclaim, “Thy lady doth protest too much!”  It’s true, though, I swear!  The presence of anthropomorphism in sex doesn’t entice me to engage with it any more than the average piece of smut.  I’m not actively repulsed by it, mind you, but my casual indifference towards the presence of catgirls in my romantic fiction should hopefully speak volumes about how this kink just isn’t really my thing.