Saturday, August 30, 2008

Top Ten Reasons Why You Might Have Black Cat Fever

Good summer evening, Big Cats, the Kougar is celebrating the fact that she completed her cover art form for Black Cat Beauty ~ Liquid Silver Books ~ with this yowling tongue-in-cheek list.

The top ten reasons you might be living with a black cat woman... and have a bad case of black cat fever, forever...


10. If one of her favorite songs is YEAR OF THE CAT, which she purrs along to while undulating in time to the music, a beatific and superior expression on her face.
9. If you’re surprised to discover that pound of raw shrimp you brought home last night, has disappeared out of the fridge as if it never existed. But you don’t care.
8. Every time there’s a full moon and the alley cats yowl, she opens the window wider and instead of hurling a shoe at the racket, she leans on the window sill and hums along while you watch her swaying bottom, and plan just what you’re going to do to her.
7. She insists you meet her parents at the most expensive Sushi bar in town, despite the fact that you’re allergic to tuna. And you happily comply after a token argument.
6. Every time you play one of your favorite rock tunes, CAT SCRATCH FEVER, she smiles, kneads your shoulders enthusiastically, then rubs her pussy against you even more enthusiastically. You play it more often.
5. You discover a stash of natural herbal hairball paste in her bathroom cabinet while fetching one of her huge towels to rub her dry with, an act which seems to keep her contented...and, yes, purring softly. Okay, you forgot to buy her catnip tea, and this will cause her to forgive you.
4. When it’s your turn to vacuum, you see what looks like black cat hair, but you don’t have a cat. And neither does she. Although there is usually a copy of CAT FANCY on the coffee table.
3. She refuses to come no matter how nicely you demand it, unless you promise to make her come, and invite her to bat your balls like playthings.
2. The love bite on your shoulder felt like the nip of needle-sharp fangs, not human teeth. And you only want more.
1. No matter what she wore to bed, when you wake up in the morning, she’s often utterly naked and smells like outdoors. After throatily purring *black cat fever* she impatiently mews for the vigorous use of your cock in her pussy. You never deny her, even if it makes you late for that all-important appointment.


Big Beautiful Cats, take a stroll over to the Liquid Silver SEx blog for Jade’s Ghost Dust blog. Moi’s mew-sings below.


Jade, cool paranormal experience. I've had lots of paranormal experiences, but not that many of the ghostly type.
One place we lived, long ago, had originally been the location of a hotel because of the healing waters. The original building had burned down, with several fires burning down the houses built.
You could feel presences, however they didn't seem to mind that we were there.
One time, I had a small candle burning beside my bed and dozed off. It shouldn't have burned anything because of the container. But when I awoke, there was a scorch mark around the container...as though the fire had been put out.
Other than that the spirits never tried to burn us out of the place...the next people who bought it, yep, the place burned down.


Ten smoochies from the Kougar...

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