Sleeky (Part 2) (You should be at least 18 years old to read thi

Lovely cat was striding along the pavement over large metropolitan city of Chicago. Her scrupulously washed and licked fur was sparking and shining in the rays of sun. Occasionally, she looked up to observe the heights of skyscrapers and the fluffiness of cumulous clouds. Somewhere very above, the Archangel, Gabriel, was looking angrily at her. He was dressed in white rob; the lower right part of it was savagely torn by powerful claws. “Just let me get my hands on you,” whispered Gabriel and turned to Jesus Christ. “Oh my lord, let me send stormy rain upon Chicago, for the people of it have become way too reckless and wicked in the way how they behave outside today”. “Leave that cat alone and repair your robe, will you?” was the answer. The cat reached the central park full of tall trees, massive bushes, and green grass. Lovely, the cat sliced a bunch of grass with her teeth and joyfully chewed it up. Then, kitty leaped and rolled on the grass. What a nice day! Some people who were sitting on the green bench placed beside the walkway curiously watched the pussy. Near the bench, grew large oak. Right beneath it, there came a Siam cat. He was middle-sized a bit bigger than the cat rolling on the grass. He approached the pussy, and she immediately stood up and started sniffing the air. “Meow, what a surprise, Megan,” said Siam cat, “So delightful to see you again”. “Don’t come too close!” hissed pussy rising up her back “Or feel the sharp power of my fangs and claws. Shhhhh!!” The cat was absolutely not surprise with such hostile answer, one could bet. His face reminds calm; however, he obeyed his fellow cat and stopped. Megan (you bet that was her real name), in her turn make one step back with her mouth open and ears held back. The male cat made a bold step forward and raised his voice? “What’s wrong with you stupid bitch?!” he cried out in half coarse voice. “Don’t you remember who I am? I made you before, and I can make you again!” Suddenly, the face of Megan changed and instead of angry it became apologetic. Humbly, she approached her friend and smiled. “Oh, Clark sorry, I forgot all about you”. “It looked like you had so much fun with that Black Bill that you forgot everyone; unless, you pretended that you did”, noticed Siam cat. Megan immediately recalled that time when somewhere within the dirty streets of Chicago when many teenagers gather together to smoke pot, where the rotten smell goes incessantly because of large pile of garbage which barely ever being scooped up, that is where she met black moldy cat, Black Bill. Before taking a walk with his new girlfriend, Black Bill washed himself in the bucket of water. Then, it licked his wet fur. Brown-grey stripe cat was walking with cat quite a distance along the valley of dirty townhouses and stinky apartments. They ate some dry fish which they found near the trash bin. Somewhere beneath the row of bushes, on the sparse grass, they made love. Megan had proven to be an outstanding lover. Her body was springing, swaying and crawling. Her lips and tongue lovely touched the lips, and tongues of her partner. Black Bill gently bit and licked the honey scented chicks, neck, and lips of her girlfriend. The body of Megan was so soft, so tender, so pleasantly warm, that the libido of black cat went high and high. Furiously his body was rubbing against her body. “Meow, that is very good!” Black Bill was talking while digging deeper and deeper into Megan,” No wonder how many guys want to laid off with you”. “Meow!!!!” screamed Megan. “Only with you the sex can be so sweet and lovely. You are magnificent and tender lover. I never had anything like this with any other girl. No wonder that so many males cry out in desperation and longing for you. I want you, I want you, I want you! Come on, do it to me again and again! “Meow!!!!” screamed Megan. Oh those were memories, precious sweet memories. Megan remembers now that how many cats were chasing her across the city. Many of them were fighting furiously for her, like she was the most important thing in their lives. Among them was a blue Jay who won her over in the fight with grey Carlson. Brown Tom, shy cat from the east suburbs of Chicago tried hard to please Megan that at least she would allow him to walk with her. However, she strictly refused Tom and even sent two other cats to beat him. With mocking look and contempt she watched the way how brown skinny cat was beaten up by the couple of burly grey cat-males. “I hope they would beat him again, that loser,” thinks Megan “That was very entertaining indeed.” Then she recalled Fred, one fat, pink-reddish cat. He was lazy and gluttonous. What he enjoyed the most was a comfortable place to sleep, plenty of delicious food to eat, lovely girl like Megan to mate. He was soft, warm, but too lazy take a fifteen minutes walk around the yard. Most of the food he got from one old lady who lived in house near the Lake Michigan. Hunting for mouse or catching fish was definitely not one of his styles. That is why Megan was his girlfriend only for a short period of time — two days only. Later on, she got pregnant and had plenty of pink-reddish kittens. Some of them died due to the infections, the other mistakenly disappeared. The other brown cat whose name was Roger. His master was young guy who worked as a programmer at Rogers Company. You guess that is why the name of that male-cat was Roger. The brown cat was given full freedom inside the house. He could sleep on the keyboard, eat on the dinner table, and play with the sleepers of his master. Several times, he invited Megan to the house where he lived where they had lovely dinner of chicken, tuna, or shrimps, and later on made love. “Love me, sweet heart,” almost whispered Megan while sprawling her body on the coach and Roger did. Then, the master of Roger lost his job and had to move from the house. By that time, Megan lost interest in brown cat and moved closer to the east downtown, near the private residence of milliners. Here, there was a big park with a lot of bushes of valerian where she could indulge herself in impulsive consumption of the favorite veggie and later on rolling and crawling around the bushes. There was also small pound where the groups of ducks were swimming. Unfortunately, there were barely any cats, but mainly dogs. Several of them used to chase the cat, but she always managed to get away. Two of the dogs paid big price for such disrespect toward the brown-grey stripe lady: one of them was driven over by the car while the other got his muzzle cruelly scratched up by the sweet pussy. In any case, Megan decided not to wait any longer and leave the private residence where the houses looked like castles. She went to the North region where in white building near the central park she found one white and black Siam cat, whose name was Clark. The Clark was a skillful hunter. He used to hunt down more than thirty mice, forty-one rats, and seven pigeons. He also used to catch several small rabbits. “Very delicious long ear creatures,” that was the way how he described them while licking his lips. Soon Clark proved himself as a good fellow. He showed Megan the life around the white building where he used to live: backyard, Central Park, and couple of food stores where he occasionally got a leg of chicken or a head of trout. By that time, he was a favorite toy among three cruel kids of negligent parents. In one day, he managed to run away through the balcony. He was afraid that the kids with their parents would start looking for him and find him, so he had to move really far in the east and spent some time in the basement of college. When Clark came back to the place where he used to live, he found that the family was moving away from the building. The heart of our cat was relieved. Clark proved himself not only an interesting person, and tender lover, but also as a fierce fighter. Several times, he managed to chase the other cats away from Megan by powerful blows delivered by his paws and painful bites. Megan was very proud of her new boyfriend and even was thinking of spending a lifetime with him. She wanted to make him father of his kittens. Then, in one sunny day when she was basking on the grass, the lovely smell of cheesecake attracted her. The cake belonged to the senior officer who took a rest on the bench. He put the box with the cake on his laps and opened it up to make sure that the cake was in good conditions: it was not tramped, broken or stale. The cheesecake covered with caramel was in great conditions. He was about to close the cake while a stripe cat leaped on the bench and moved toward senior officer. Old man always loved cats, so he reached his hand and started caressing Megan. Then, Megan reached the cake, smelled it and suddenly submerged her head insight vanilla. Senior Officer was shocked. He was even more shocked that cat could speak in human voice. He immediately took the cat to his condominium where his wife, big and mean woman was waiting for him. Old man cold his new pet Manunya and had really lovely and unforgettable moments with her. Soon, the officer had to say good-bye to his wife and then to the cat as well. But this is another story, and we will talk about it later. Megan, again was left on the street. Again, she got pregnant and got birth to four kittens in the overturn trash bucket. In order to keep herself sated and in shape, Manunya (or former Megan) began hunting for mice, rats, pigeons, sparrows, lizards, and rabbits. In one day she returned to the trash buckets and didn’t find her kittens. They were all gone. She was so troubled and upset that almost for two months she barely ate anything, just running and walking around the streets and parks in vain to find her children. She was almost driven over by the track. The driver of the track was a sturdy guy, Jeff, the former champion of karate. I believe you’ve heard about him before. She still lives with him, but from time to time takes a chance to ran away through the back door and enjoy her time walking around the urban area. Again, Megan recalled her recent meeting with Black Bill. He is just an ok lover and Clark would definitely beat him up. Clark is also way cleaner than that moldy blacky. Megan looked at Clark again. “Shall we walk around the park?” inquired Siam cat, “The weather is nice”. “Of course my darling, replied Megan, absolutely not like the way she did in the first time. So, Megan and Clark or should I say Manunya and Clark set off on journey, first through park, then through a quarters of apartments where they bunch of trash bins and buckets could be find with a lot of food thrown by tenants. During they walk, couple of cats start peculiar conversation. “You can be very ferocious as much as tender,” said Clark. “This is exactly girl whom I am looking for. Why don’t we live together again?” “I cannot now” was Megan’s reply, “I am not ready yet”. “What do you mean not ready?” misunderstood Clark, “We had such a great time together and you wanted to be with me. But now out of blue, you are changing your mind.” “Sorry, but I simply can’t now. I don’t think you will understand” “Let me guess, slowly started Clark, is it because you live with some sort of jerks in the apartment who treat you like a queen? Is it why you decided to leave me alone?” his voice gradually became demanding. Megan stopped, turned her face down and didn’t say anything. Clark stopped too. “Answer me!” the voice was harsh. “I have one friend whom I cannot leave… He is good to me.”, suddenly she replied. He will, … he will die without me”. “What a surprise! Since what time do you bear good feelings for someone except your kids?” replied Clark “You always wanted someone to take care of you and this guy seems takes care of you very well. He will live fine without you. I know that, he knows that, and you know that too. It is all you. You want his service, you want his cozy apartment. You’re simply selfish promiscuous cat! “Shut up!!!” screamed Megan, “This is my life!” “Of course this is your life” replied Clark in tint of sarcasm in his voice, “Yes, I cannot give those warm blanket sheets those people provide. I don’t have those tasty shrimps and chicken legs put in the cold box. I don’t have a big and lovely smelling room where you feel warm and cozy during the winter time. I am a just a street cat who picks up garbage from the trash, sleeps in the cartoon boxes, and sometimes has a chance to catch one tiny mouse. I am not that good Megan!” “So hit the road, fucko!!!” screamed Megan. “You are bitch indeed!” continued Clark, “I thought you loved me, at least care a bit about me. But the only person you loved and always love is yourself. You simply ran away from me. You didn’t even bother to search for me, but instead you started having sex with additional bastard. Have you known how many sleepless days and nights I wasted searching for you?! How many tears I shed crying your name while shivering in the cold rain and you didn’t reply? So many times I saw us together in my dreams. You cannot imagine how heartbroken I was when you left me. Why do you do such things to me, Megan?! Why?! Megan didn’t say anything, but instead she turned around and started running away toward the building where Jeff lives. Clark immediately followed her. Due to the fact that Megan didn’t ran fast, Clark soon was able to catch up with her. Megan, immediately turned toward him and sprayed sharp claws. “Shhhhhhhhh!!!” was her hiss, “Leave me alone! You will be sorry” “Hey, let me talk to you,” said Clark “Shhhhh!!!! Leave me alone. ALONE!” was the same reply. “No, I won’t” started protesting Clark and immediately received hard sleep of claws against his cheek. This took him by surprise. He took additional look at Megan. In front of him stayed the hissing cat whose extreme angriness and hatred disfigured her face in malicious grin. Now, Clark started wondering how he could ever possibly enjoy companionship with Megan, and whether that cat who was standing right now, in front of him was really that sweet lovely girl with whom he had so beautiful, miraculous and unforgettable nights of love, weather such viciously looking cat was really Megan. Slowly he turned around and left brown-grey stripe cat. After several steps he stopped, turned around and said quietly, but still loudly enough so the girl could hear: “You will never see me again. We have never met each other!” and he ran toward the park. Full of angriness, Megan shot her mouth off to him “Good bye loser. Eat your garbage Fucker Cat!” Now, the rain started to fall and became stronger and stronger until it turned into ferocious rainstorm. It completely soaked the fur of Megan and made her look in very miserable and dirty way.