Sleeky (The story about Tender Cat)

-“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.