One was all white and she called it Angel. The other was a jet black kitty with green eyes that answered to the name of Scotty. They followed her wher...ver she went except she did not permit them to go with her when she was delivering the fish and other seafood items to the customers in the neighborhood. She stayed mostly in the poorer section of the city because the higher class folks generally only consumed products obtained by their servants at a much higher price per item. The fishmonger's. Holly turned around, her knees on either side of my hips, as she straddled my body, facing me. The six girls were all still sitting on the couches. Holly leaned into me, her hair draping over our faces. We kissed for several minutes, hands exploring. “What the fuck are you guys doing? Get on with it!” Holly said, turning away from me for just a second. Holly leaned back to me, her hair covering our faces, blocking our view of anything else going on. I ran my hands up her shirt, pulling it. He’d sent me a message because he’d noticed I was from the same town and it was so rare that you bumped into someone local he just wanted to say hi. Being a little naive I guess I took him at his word. We chatted for an hour via private messages while also chatting to the room in general. He seemed nice and openly admitted he was older than me. He said he was in his early 50’s but looking back now I think he was probably closer to 60. Not that I thought that at the time… when your 22 anyone. "This just isn't like him," Rayz muttered.I knew my action could wipe out all the goodwill I had built up with the Chief, but opening the door felt like the right thing to do. "Miley, override the door lock and grant me access. Log my reason as wellness check under the code section for medical emergency." Acknowledged," Miley said from the door speaker, "touch the outline of a hand on the door panel."I slapped my hand on the panel, the outline of a hand-print turned green and the door swooshed.