He could sell when he had to, but those instances had stopped coming around lately, and he found that he actually preferred silent moments. He was con...ent with work, and he could learn to live with the barriers between him and Trish, if it meant that at the end of the day she was still there. He was learning to accept things as they were, and even when she’d started calling him Harold, even when there were new things coming up that took her away from the home, she was still there, and that was. As long as I keep to the shadows and the places between things, I can usually do so unobserved. But, a keen-eyed observer will occasionally pick me out and I might have to lay low for a few days while the librarians again assure everyone that there are no cats in the library.This time, I must have been particularly inattentive, focused on some odd scratching noise that often presaged either a good meal or at least the chance to scare a mouse badly enough that it turns white. To a cat raised on. "Eve!" she called out. "Kristen, Zoe! Come help!"The final three girls joined in and, in a coordinated effort, I was pushed backwards, all of them lowering me down to the mattresses and comforters.Two girls reached out to unbutton my shirt, while two more pulled at the legs of my pants, slipping them easily down my legs and off."Briefs! I told you he wore briefs!" Kristen said."You stop this right now!" I shouted, trying to be as firm as possible but starting to panic. Pumping my arms and legs. And as your clothes fall softly to the floor...it's then that my eyes will fully engage in the essences of your beauty...as you'll stand before me in that sexy bra & laced panties...I'll slowly run my hand up between your thighs...to where pleasure will begin...Fuck I can't deny it...I have a lust to taste you...Lick you...feel your wetness on my finger-tips...tease you as your body gives into those love- games my hands will start to play...I'll listen as your body calls out to me...Sssssh! I.