I couldn’t stop from going anymore. I knew this was becoming a problem and I knew I had to stop. I had lost over thousand dollars when I finally cam... clean with my husband. He was shocked and I told him that I was done with gambling. I stayed away from the casinos for about a month when I started to get the urge again. I really thought I could control myself this time around. I was wrong. I went back 3 times and I quickly lost our two thousand dollar house payment. I didn’t know what to do at. Then to my astonishment, she stuck out her young and tender tongue. I engulfed her tiny tongue and we both sucked each other tongue while her saliva tasted sweet to me. I tongued her faces, and neck and I opened her shirt and tongued her tiny tits as well. The sexual electricity built inside me and I wanted her whole body so I undressed her and I undressed also and I started licking her stomach down to her navel and her thick-haired pubis and pussy. I found her vagina and explored it to my. “I fucking made you!” “And you created a monster.” I giggled, poking Leveria’s nose. Her pale face turned so red that I thought she might pop. She was absolutely adorable for a murderous psychopath. “Elena,” she hissed, “if you don’t put your name back in my fucking pile—” “You’ll do what?” I grinned, “Threaten me with wildly-creative torture deaths?” “I’ll skin you alive in the city square, and make you wear your hide as a suit! I’ll cut off your cock and nail it to your forehead, then I’ll. After a few more minutes of searching, I come up with two apples that had to of been in there for at least three weeks, half a box of frozen fish sticks, and two drumsticks without skin from KFC. "I'm sorry I don't have anything better than this, But I still have a good hundred dollars from my check. We can go shoppi- Err... I can go shopping for you later today." I say, pausing when I remember that to most people a cat-girl isn't normal. "Thank you, but what is a dollar?" She asks, a confused.