Vicki stuck her nose into her Manhattan and lapped it up slowly. Chester the cat followed suit with his cup of water. They made eye contact. This date was going even better than she could have imagined.
Vicki purred sensually, like a kitten. Chester slicked back his whiskers with the back of his paw.
Several weeks earlier, Vicki had come across Chester's profile on pussyfinder.com. She had initially sent the first message to show she was interested. Chester's owner had agreed to let him go to Vicki's flat for a playdate.
Now in her flat, sprawled on the kitchen floor, they were clearly enjoying themselves. Vicki took her index finger and scratched Chester underneath his chin. He squinted with delight and his eyes rolled backwards with pleasure. He rolled over and tenderly played with Vicki's earlobe.
Vicki giggled. It tickled. She was feeling like one smitten kitten. Moving closer towards the cat, she went in for a kiss. Their lips touched. Suddenly she screamed.
The cat got her tongue.
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