doom29169
Super-Earth
- Joined
- May 10, 2010
Adam Long was a quiet and somewhat sad man. Most knew that a year ago his wife had left him for her boss, whom she had been having an ongoing affair with. Most did not know that Adam had very few friends and was a very lonely man. One of his few friends was Nayomi, a fun black girl who thought of him as a brother. She knew how lonely he was, and had decided to do something about it, not herself mind you but the same way she had found her new boyfriend. She entered his office holding a card. She sat down across from him and handed it to him.
When he asked what it was, she explained that it was a way for him to have a companion, that he needed a pet. He balked but she insisted, telling him that Lady Olivia was special and that she could help him. She also told him that all the pets there were special and had been abandoned by previous owners, hence they were second hand. He did not know why, but he found himself calling and making an appointment for that afternoon. Lady Olivia was very cordial, but a bit cold, until he mentioned it was Nayomi who had given him the number, she warmed up considerably. She gave him an appointment for just after he got off, and her shop was within walking distance, so it seemed perfect.
He arrived on time and was greeted by Olivia herself. She turned out to be a woman of around fifty, with greying brown hair and bright alert eyes. For a moment he thought she had slitted pupils, but it must have been a trick of the light. She asked him all sorts of questions, like where he lived and what sort of work he did. He thought it was all just small talk, but she was sizing him up. Finally he asked about seeing her dogs. Dogs were loyal, and he wanted loyal right now. She crinckled her nose and told him, no he wanted a cat. He answered that cats were finicky and he wanted something loyal. She was leading him to the cats anyway.
"Cats are like women," she stated, "If you care for them, treat them well, and meet their needs, they are just as loyal, if not more so, than a dog."
She opened a door and he was surrounded by cats. They were mostly stretched out and napping or playing amongst themselves. None seemed to even notice him, but Olivia was persistant, and told him to wait and let one pick him. Again cats and women are only with those whom they choose themselves. At length a fluffy black and white persian with beautiful green eyes sauntered over to him. She looked up and meowed, then threaded herself through his legs, rubbing against him and flicking her tail to scent him. Olivia said it was her way of claiming him, and that it meant she liked him. He bent down and found that she had a flexable collar on and that her name on the charm which hung there was Cleo. A strange symbol was impressed on the back as well.
Again it was almost as if he were in a whirlwind. He found himself driving home with they cat in his lap, purring beautifully, and the vibrations against his cock were very pleasant. When he got home, she sauntered in, moving about as if she owned the place, scenting things here and there. he made her some food and water, and got leftover chinese for himself. He sat on the couch and turned on a porno flick, not really wanting to watch the news. He watched a few scenes and noticed her lying beside him with her head in his lap, purring sweetly and watching along with him. he was petting her, almost without thinking about it.
At length he took a shower, his broad but stocky frame belay power that he had worked out for years ago, but being a little older now and having less time for it gave him a bit of a belly. After the shower he shaved, and looked at himself in the mirror. His dark hair and eyes were something many women had entreated, but he wasn't really tall, more average. He was squarejawed and handsome, though, and perhaps it was time he found a girlfriend.
He noticed Cloe again, sitting on the floor and watching him. He was suddenly selfconsciouse about his nudity, and grabbed a pair of boxers for bed. When he got into bed, she hopped up there with him, stretching herself and yawning. She looked him in the eyes as she purred sweetly again. He could have sworn he saw more than just an animals intellect behind those eyes. She curled up beside him as he drifted off to sleep...
Lady Olivia's Second Hand Pet Emporium
By Appointment Only
555-5555
By Appointment Only
555-5555
When he asked what it was, she explained that it was a way for him to have a companion, that he needed a pet. He balked but she insisted, telling him that Lady Olivia was special and that she could help him. She also told him that all the pets there were special and had been abandoned by previous owners, hence they were second hand. He did not know why, but he found himself calling and making an appointment for that afternoon. Lady Olivia was very cordial, but a bit cold, until he mentioned it was Nayomi who had given him the number, she warmed up considerably. She gave him an appointment for just after he got off, and her shop was within walking distance, so it seemed perfect.
He arrived on time and was greeted by Olivia herself. She turned out to be a woman of around fifty, with greying brown hair and bright alert eyes. For a moment he thought she had slitted pupils, but it must have been a trick of the light. She asked him all sorts of questions, like where he lived and what sort of work he did. He thought it was all just small talk, but she was sizing him up. Finally he asked about seeing her dogs. Dogs were loyal, and he wanted loyal right now. She crinckled her nose and told him, no he wanted a cat. He answered that cats were finicky and he wanted something loyal. She was leading him to the cats anyway.
"Cats are like women," she stated, "If you care for them, treat them well, and meet their needs, they are just as loyal, if not more so, than a dog."
She opened a door and he was surrounded by cats. They were mostly stretched out and napping or playing amongst themselves. None seemed to even notice him, but Olivia was persistant, and told him to wait and let one pick him. Again cats and women are only with those whom they choose themselves. At length a fluffy black and white persian with beautiful green eyes sauntered over to him. She looked up and meowed, then threaded herself through his legs, rubbing against him and flicking her tail to scent him. Olivia said it was her way of claiming him, and that it meant she liked him. He bent down and found that she had a flexable collar on and that her name on the charm which hung there was Cleo. A strange symbol was impressed on the back as well.
Again it was almost as if he were in a whirlwind. He found himself driving home with they cat in his lap, purring beautifully, and the vibrations against his cock were very pleasant. When he got home, she sauntered in, moving about as if she owned the place, scenting things here and there. he made her some food and water, and got leftover chinese for himself. He sat on the couch and turned on a porno flick, not really wanting to watch the news. He watched a few scenes and noticed her lying beside him with her head in his lap, purring sweetly and watching along with him. he was petting her, almost without thinking about it.
At length he took a shower, his broad but stocky frame belay power that he had worked out for years ago, but being a little older now and having less time for it gave him a bit of a belly. After the shower he shaved, and looked at himself in the mirror. His dark hair and eyes were something many women had entreated, but he wasn't really tall, more average. He was squarejawed and handsome, though, and perhaps it was time he found a girlfriend.
He noticed Cloe again, sitting on the floor and watching him. He was suddenly selfconsciouse about his nudity, and grabbed a pair of boxers for bed. When he got into bed, she hopped up there with him, stretching herself and yawning. She looked him in the eyes as she purred sweetly again. He could have sworn he saw more than just an animals intellect behind those eyes. She curled up beside him as he drifted off to sleep...