Mick had forgotten about his pet cat, Caesar, a fat tabby whoconsidered himself the real owner of the building. Caesar took one lookat Cat, hissed, em...tied his bladder and exploded out the door beforethey could close it."Oops," Cat said, looking down the stairs. "I think you lost yourpussy." He'll probably go to Mrs. Andrette's apartment on the first floor,"Mick said, as he wiped up the cat urine. "That's where he goes whenhe's scared by a thunderstorm."As Cat nosed around the apartment, she. I asked her to move in on kind of a whim. Maybe I thought I was getting old or something. Deep down I knew it was a mistake but I was going to try and make it work.The problem was we didn't even like the same music or TV shows. I know that sounds petty but it does make a difference when spending time together. She had a great personality but she seemed to flirt more than I was comfortable with. She told me she never meant anything by it, that it was only me she loved.My sister Hope asked me. I dressed as if I was going to a concert, wearing a white t-shirt with jeans, white nikes, and a Chicago white sox snapback. My friend Steven came to the door to pick me up with his other friends. "Hurry up, we are almost late!" Hunter said. We rushed out downtown to where the stage is, and tried to get a good place to see the performers. As we were walking around talking to people from school we knew, I accidentally bumped into a girl. "Sorry," I said, "I should look at where I am going next. Of course he’d watched a few lesbian videos on his computer. But, he never imagined that he’d ever get to watch it actually happening, especially not with two women built like his mother and step-mother. He didn’t know where to look first. His gaze darted from his mother’s round, wide ass as she humped Katie’s face, to the firm columns of Katie’s thighs which held his mother’s head in a vice-like grip. Then there was the wonderfully lascivious sight of two huge racks mashed each mashed against.