Where's My Pussy Cat?

I sit upon my bed with ease, My black nylons in my hand I seize. Soft and silky, they glide on my skin, With each pull, I feel them tighten in. I look around for my feline friend, Hoping she's not far around the bend. Her playful meows I long to hear, Her gentle purrs that bring me cheer. I call her name, but all is still, I wait in silence, my heart to fill. But then a rustle catches my ear, And suddenly my cat does appear. She jumps upon my bed with glee, Her fur soft and warm, she purrs at me. I stroke her head, my heart content, My cat and nylons, my time well-spent. In moments like these, I find such peace, My worries and fears, they start to cease. My cat and I, we share a bond, A ...View all