Tabby Cat - Sunday
An unexpected relationship develops
I woke up to the feeling of someone watching me. I opened my eyes and Tabby was sitting on the bed, cross-legged and nude, a sly smile on her face. "Well, good morning, Tabby Cat," I croaked, wiping the sleep from my eyes. "Good morning," she replied softly. "Did you have a good sleep?" "Very," I admitted. "Me, too," she agreed, giving me a big grin. "So good." She put her hand on my waist and slowly moved her fingers to...