. he won't let me get close, but that's no cat. Is it?"Oh, hell's bells, what to tell her? I couldn't suddenly transform him into a dog, not after he'... been busy being so catlike since she'd arrived.Then an idea jumped into my head as I vaguely remembered a TV documentary series I'd watched a while back. "He's a ... a meerkat," I lied glibly. "They're not actually related to cats, just the name, they're kind of an African cousin to a mongoose. But it's easier to just call him a cat, you know,. As soon as I sat Ruthie asked me if Audrey was still in bed. I said yes but expected her to join me eventually. I was introduced around and learned the older women were Sean and Ruthie’s mothers. The string players turned out to be husband and wife. Sean returned with a big plate of sausages covered in sausage gravy. ‘Where is that?’ I asked. ‘On the table at the front,’ he said. ‘Is Audrey joining you?’ ‘Yes, at least she said she would. She sent me here.’ ‘It may be a while, Sis and Trini. This too was practically habit. Even if we weren’t actively engaged in sex we always stole every possible chance to be as naughty as we could. As always I enjoyed the sight of your pussy. Over the last year you had gone from just a tiny landing strip, to a firey red bush to absolutely bare. There wasn’t a style that I didn’t like, although I think that if pressed I would have to admit to preferring to at least having you pussy lips bare. The bare all over look also really turned me on. Yeah,. My penthouse suite at the Xanadu hotel only had two bedrooms so they would have to share one while I occupied the other. They called me from lobby when they arrived and I had them come on up. I opened the door and immediately we were old friends. They still thought I was Edward, the friendly assistant. I didn't tell them any different. I explained the living accommodations to them and let them know that we would be going to the casino for dinner about 7. "Mr. Joseph" would not be with.