Wrong Kind of Pussy

I looked at the date of my last entry and said, “Woah, nearly a month? I should post something new!”

So, armed with a backlog of experiences, fantasies, and general musings, I felt ready to type something fun and sexy. I sat at my computer and pulled open my journal program…

…And my often-aloof cat hopped into my lap, settled down, purred, and rubbed his cheeks against my hands. So, sexy blogging has been delayed on account of petting the wrong kind of pussy.