When we did return, she dragged me to the couch - and left me fully clothed. She also refused to place any part of her body anywhere near my manhood. It was as if she was denying me that thing that I most needed, craved.

She snuggled against me on the couch and we went through the book once more. Elwood insisted on sitting on her lap. I swore I had never heard that cat purr so loudly or so often in my life!

Soon, I became so engrossed in telling her the stories that I forgot about how lovely she smelled, how nice she felt in my arms, and...