I bought some party-sized bags of potato chips that you’ll probably appreciate. They’re salted.”“Maybe I’m a little hungry...”“Alright,�...� he chuckled, “I’m guessing you want potato chips? I picked up some flavors that I thought you might like. No eating in bed though, I don’t want you getting crumbs everywhere.”She hopped off the couch, her padded feet landing silently on the carpet despite her immense weight, the cushions beneath her gradually returning to their original shape. Jules made his. In a previous life, he would have popped off some smartass remark about her being in his room. She sensed the way he treated her was a reflection of his own isolation. She was familiar, he could relate to her, he yearned for the companionship of someone near his age and she currently filled that role, “How are you doing, have you found any guys you might want to hang with yet?”He looked at her, “Not really, shit, we don’t even speak the same language, you notice that?”“Yeah.” She sat. Following Carol's owners, I entered the bathroom, which could have been called a bath suite. It was candlelit. Carol reached over to hit a switch, and music started Ravel's Bolero. As Bajra jumped to the edge of the hot tub, I remembered Carol saying that these weren't typical cats around water. Cathy was holding Gerri, and both waved. Brussja joined Bajra, and the two circumnavigated the tub, sniffing heads and occasionally chewing hair. When they got back to Carol, she opened a container and. 410 gauge derringer that created the bulge. I also had a folding knife and my newest toy, the stun gun. The stun gun was my replacement for the leather and lead slapjack of my military days. I no longer carried pepper spray, but I still owned it. I would still carry it, if I thought I might need to convince more than one man to leave me the fuck alone.Leon was just a tad on the prissy side of macho, but not a sissy by any means. He just dressed and spoke with a little more class, than almost.