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February 26, 2008
She lounges beside you on the sofa while you and I talk.

I watch as she stretches against your thigh, throwing one arm carelessly over her head, exposing her throat to your caresses. Your hand slides across her body absently, but your eyes never leave mine. She doesn’t notice, your touch lulls her into languor. She sighs deeply and slips into sleep, leaving us alone.

I have your undivided attention now, but still she has those patient hands pressed against her shoulder, those gentle fingers curled warm along her jaw.

Never have I ever so wished I were a cat.