A slightly…very, over weight tabby. He replied with another meow, probably meaning in cat speak, “hey, it’s been a least 2 hours since you put a...ything in my bowl, I’m starving, look at me, I’m wasting away, honest”. She bent down and picked him and gave him hugged him. Boris meowed in half-protest at the indignity of it. “Ok, I shouldn’t, but you’ll pester me until do.” Brenda was doing her best not to over feed him, but hey once in a while won’t hurt, she reassured her conscience. She. It was eerily quiet in theaftermath of the crumbling catastrophe that had just been happening mereseconds before."Unlike the house, my gift to you can't be fixed if it gets broken. Ifyou break your promise to me then a very very sad thing will happen.Promises are binding and secrets are powerful Zach," his mother saidsomberly.Zach sat trembling in his mother's arms, her words echoing distantly inhis mind....Those words still echoed in his mind thirteen years later. If he toldsomeone about. He had a great smile and tight, fit, lean body. He asked me if I wanted anything to drink and then walked me straight to the bedroom with two beers in hand.We lay down on his bed which was nothing more than a mattress on the floor and started making out. He was an animal when it came to kissing. The kind of kiss that told you the sex was going to be incredible. He had his tongue all the way in the back of my throat and was starting to twist and tweak my nips a little through my shirt. Then ran. Outside her other hand worked her clit. Her thumb and forefinger rolling it back and forth before tugging on it. Cries of pleasure erupted from her lips. A muted scream as she reached a miniature orgasm. It was a small plateau if you will. Just a brief stop on her journey to ultimate release. Her hand was a blur as it pumped into her body. Her small breasts shaking with every thrust. Semi conscious of her breasts need for attention, she tried to adjust her position so the cascade of water.