-“Hey, honky, kiss my ass nicely!” roared little cat and

slapped shaggy men's face mercilessly with her sharp 
claws. 
-“O.k., I'm sorry”, said man softly. Oh, and this is all

he could do at this moment. Red lines crossed his left 
bristling cheek, and blood began to leak out of them. It 
made little cat bloodthirsty at once. She stretched her 
neck, protruded a tongue, and began licking blood that was 
running down the men's neck. The cat even gaggled with 
pleasure - how tasty it was for her! Blood stopped leaking 
pretty soon. Then, little cat turned around, lifted her 
tail up, and went to another room. The man is free for 
today now. Or maybe he is free just for several hours. Who 
knows, maybe after ten minutes that sluttish kitty comes 
to him and orders some other freaky thing. Cats are always 
unpredictable. Especially this one who used to be so 
small, so soft, and so innocent. Now it is a piece of 
nightmare. 
The burly, thirty-five years old man who once upon a time 
was the champion in karate was absolutely helpless near a 
small, stripe-gray cat. This man was also tall more than 6 
feet in height and more than two hundred pounds in weight. 
And this man has to wake up early everyday, feed the cat 
and entertain her. He can't listen the music which she 
doesn’t like, and he likes listening “Metallika” and
other 
Hard Rock. He also, can't watch hard movies about harsh 
cheeks and boozy parties. No, but every morning he has to 
cook hearty shrimps with fries and liver for this cat, and 
turn the radio on station that runs only soft and classic 
music. Every day he must do massage for this lady, and at 
night he really must prepare special cocktail to make her 
highness “feel not so depressed". Oh, God knows, how he 
hates doing that!
-“And only because she has a human being I have to obey 
her”, the robust man was thinking. However, he knows that

it was not only the reason. There was something else. This 
streaky paw can speak not only in English, but also in 
Russian, and Spanish. She has real human intellect. Also, 
seems according to the facts, she is only one example, who 
has body of animal, but mind of human. To be correct 
women's mind. She knows exactly for what men love women 
and what makes them mad. Huge and high breasts, round and 
fleshy cheeks were always popular among them, and long 
legs with sleek thigh could make even the most neutral 
man, doesn’t matter how old he is, horny. Yes, yes, a 
little cat didn’t have a big breast and fleshy, gold, 
cheeks. Her legs were slim, but not so long. And anyway 
this fickle has something, which makes that dork crazy 
about her. A cat has a big, green, a little bit sorrow 
eyes, with long, thick lashes around them. Also, it has 
very sleek, smooth fur, which doesn’t have usual bad odor.

On the contrary, that robust man even finds that it smells 
delicious, sometimes like honey. A kitty liked sprawling 
in the couch, stretching its legs and shaking in ecstasy. 
That one made our big man inquiet, and he stroked this 
nubile body with whole his tenderness. At this time he 
felt himself really happy. Stupidly happy. 
When the cat disappeared in sight, bearded man stood up 
from the chair and moved toward the window. He turned 
silky, beige curtains aside and watched outside. It was a 
shiny, unclouded day. There was something downward: huge 
oaks are waving with their limbs in the wind and children 
are playing in the sand. Several old people are sitting on 
the benches, reading newspapers, or simply enjoying a warm 
day. Suddenly, the ring of the phone broke peaceful 
silence. The man reflectively jerked his right hand toward 
the worktable and grasped the big, old device –“Hello,
I’m 
listening”.
-Hi, Jeff! What, … how to say, … do you, or are you, the

voice was full of Chines accent.  O.k. how do you’re credo

do?
Oh, that Chinese asshole still hasn’t learned English, the

big man was getting angry. Jeff still wonder how those 
people like Johnny, whose real name is Xiam Sune, manage 
to find a job in very prestige American companies such as 
General Motors or Rogers. They can’t pronounce even single

phrases; however, big electronic companies hire them and 
then get them promotions Oh, that is bullshit! Then Jeff 
switched to the phone –“ Listen Johnny, why instead of 
making something nifty and spectacular you simply say how 
are you?” He barely hid his madness.
-“I don’ understand you. Bad you. Speak English”, the

voice is laughing.
Screw you bustard, or pray to God that I will not snap you 
in one of days and smash you against the wall! Who the 
hell are you to say that I don’t speak English?! At that 
moment Jeff felt that everything was against him. First 
this cat, then, this Chines idiot. Anyway, I should 
control my temper and not let those bustards take 
advantage of me. Jeff knew that anyway he would lose. The 
odds were against him. If this conversation turned to a 
scandal, Jeff would be only one to take the 
responsibility, and the government wouldn’t back him up. 
Those bustards just were not aware whom they are trying to 
protect. I hate the present government. Jeff laid on the 
couch which was located close to the left wall and he says
-“Unlike you, I don’t have problems with English. And if

you…”
-“What, what? How Nesick?”,  seems the Chines fellow
wants 
to change the topic of conversation. Johnny never liked 
learning different languages. Especially he didn’t enjoy 
listening from other people that he again and again has to 
return to school and study. Johnny was convinced that his 
knowledge of English was good enough to communicate with 
other people and even to write the documents. However, 
nobody had asked Mr. Johnny to write even single letter or 
document, not even fill the applications up. What Johnny 
had to do is to sign some papers up and that’s all. 
-“I am not talking about the cat. I am telling you that I

have…
-How kitty?, the voice was persistent. Jeff understood 
that he anyway had to answer this direct question. –“She

is fine”.
-“He speak Chines?”
-“No Johnny, only English, Spanish, and Russian. 
-“Bad. I want he speak Chines”.
-“If you want that so much, I can give you that cat”,
Jeff 
spoke in very slow manner, -“Go ahead! I can give you the

cat and you will teach it how to speak Chines. You both 
could be friends”. Nice way to get rid of that bitch.
-“Sorry, no time. Busy, busy”.
-“And by the way, it is not he, it is she.
-“I know I know … the Chines voice was anxious now.
Still 
Johnny feels the lack of English. Very interesting how the 
cat would treat him, in case if he had her, but not big 
Jeff. Oh no, this man wouldn’t last even a week. The cat 
would eat him up.
-“Good bye Johnny”, finally Jeff said.
-“Good conversation. Farewell”. The phone was hung up.
I hope I wouldn’t see and hear that bustard again John was

thinking wearily. Then when he came to the main room or 
hall that was full of electronics and big sofa, Jeff laid 
in the sofa and turned TV on. First he got news, then some 
old soap operas, and finally Jeff stumbled on sport event
–
 Final soccer match between U.S.A. and Brazil. It was just 
time when one player American stroke additional goal into 
Brazil’s gate. 
-“Yahoo”, yelled Jeff, U.S.A, U.S.A!!!
Jeff is really astonished with this accomplishment. Today 
the Americans show really good game. In the first ten 
minutes they shoot first goal. Then, Brazil’s team takes 
revenge, and the score is 1:1. One Brazilian player 
catches the ball and pushes it toward his fellow. 
Americans try to defense and attack the ball. The 
Brazilians are already near the gate. Americans 
desperately try to save the situation. They feel that 
Brazilians are very tough players. Jeff is getting thrill. 
He is holding up for America, but he also has big 
reverence toward Brazilians. If it would be some other 
country, but America, Jeff would certainly cheer for 
Brazil. However, in this case, Jeff has to change his 
options for the sake of patriotism. Meanwhile, the 
situation in the soccer field is getting more and 
exciting. Americans again and again are taking control 
over the ball and don’t let Brazilians accomplish their 
interacted tactics. Jeff is getting more and more excited. 
He even has forgotten that big noise and rumble are 
strongly undesirable in apartment where he lives. That’s 
all thanks to this sluttish cat. Now, a robust man is 
leaping from the sofa and jumping on the floor. He is 
entirely absorbed in watching the game. At this time, Jeff 
thinks only about Americans. He really wants them to win. 
He doesn’t like Brazilian any more. He is ready to wipe 
his ass with all papers about their fame now.
-“Yeah, yeah!,” Jeff is roaring. “Show you guys that 
babushkas are not in fashion no more!”
Suddenly sharp claws like needles embraced his right 
ankle. Jeff was near to lose balance, but he jumped aside 
just on time. Then, the big man looked down and saw the 
cat, standing near him on a wood floor. Her eyes flashing 
in green-yellow evil color fixed on him. Jeff felt guilt 
and dismay – a major home rule was broken. Yes, he 
shouldn’t have yelled in the apartment in order to respect

calm and silence. Now, John expects the cat to do or at 
least to say something, but the little cat didn’t do 
anything. She just kept looking at him. Jeff understood 
that it was time for him to say something
-“Sweet lady, I’m sorry for making such a big noise”,
he 
said in sorrow apologizing voice, “Believe me, I will 
never do it again”.
The cat turned around and silently left the room. Jeff sat 
on the sofa and continued watching TV. His hand reached a 
remote control on maroon coffee table. He made the 
reporter voice in TV voice softer. It is better to let 
laying cat lay. 
     Meanwhile, a cat moved to the bedroom. Bedroom was 
huge and dark. There was a huge king-sized bed. Kitty 
jumped on it and immediately concentrated her attention on 
the beautiful wool blue and white sweater, which Jeff had 
bought in Toronto. Haven’t thinking for long, the cat 
spurt her claws and fangs into the innocent clothing and 
began raping it. Yes, her masturbatory moves were highly 
emphasized by the shakes of her body. Prrrr, it seemed  
that not just a mouth but the whole body emitted that soft 
sound. 
Having enough joy with such thing, as the new Jeff’s 
sweater, the cat lie her body on it slow and smooth way. 
She looked around. Beside a big bad, were located a brown 
wood cupboard and work table. Cupboard was full of 
shelves, which were covered by glass doors. Gold medals, 
fame plaques, books about wrestling, martial arts, photos 
with naked girls were represented here. None of the girls 
was absolutely naked; they wore slim underwear. Some of 
the chicks looked in very haughtily, the others expressed 
shyness. Girls were exceptionally exquisite. 
Hey, shouldn’t I talk about those photos too much? Sorry,

in that case may I’m not as old as you are. I think about

sweet ladies every five minutes. They really have really 
reviving my imagination since I was a small kid. However, 
if you like lovely girls, then you are my pal.