A furry's life
Part one: Tom foolery

Light slowly seeped through the green, floral patterned blinds. The birds began to sing, the sun began to rise, and all through that, I had to piss like a waterlogged mule. My name is Seth. At sixteen, I'm already sleeping with my girlfriend and she's moved in with me. My parents aren't around much, and we're rich so i'm not suffering. I've got messy blond and black bangs, blue eyes deep like sea, and pelliccia so silky smooth te could call it... Well, silk. I'm what te would call a cat. I live on the seaside in a penthouse near the beach. My, o our, penthouse, because I share it with my gal, Lucy, is made mainly of a white rock. It's warm because of the glass too! Annnd, the fact that we live in Cali. Lucy is quite a looker! She's got "lakey" green eyes, with white and black fur. She is a cat also. So back to where I was.

I was lying in letto and as te already know, I needed to piss very badly. The walk to the bathroom was long, as my bedroom was big, and the hallway was long, the cucina was huge, and the bathroom was on the other end of the kitchen. THere was a soft purring from beside me. Lucy slept peacefully, with the blankets pulled up high. I felt the urge to hug her but I needed to PEE SO DAMN BAD! And Lucy would kill me if she caught me going in the sink again! Okay, just think unsexy thoughts... Smart cars... Fat surfers... Steve Buscemi... Nursing homes... Lucy rolled over and she put one arm over my chest. Her hand went down the covers and then I felt it going down my pants. "Oh hey... What's this- Mmm..." She whispered. Oh God. No, no, NO!!! BACK OFF WOMAN!

Lucy stretched her long slender body. She got up and turned to the mirror in front of her dresser. She was naked. She looked around calmly for her clothes. She tossed each indumento into her laundry basket and then took out some other things to wear. She ended up blue skinny jeans and a zoo york camicia that stopped at her stomach. She sat up from her bed, where she was dressing. Her tail left ripples on the superiore, in alto of the bedsheet. Typical... She thought as she opened the blinds. He leaves me to do all the work in the- Her train of thought was interrupted when she walked outside of the room and fondere, c'era un odore bacon. SSSSSS... She HEARD bacon. She lightly jogged up to the cucina entrance. Yeah. bacon, pancetta affumicata was being made. But... SHe walked through. "Morning!" Came my voice. She obviously didn't expect me to be making her breakfast. Was I that bad?

I told Lucy to sit down at our expensive clear glass table. She did as she was told, and waiting expectantly. I made sure to sizzle the bacon, pancetta affumicata longer then usual as she loved it crunchy. When te live with a person long enough te pick up things, right? I dropped her plate infront of her. Eggs were layed out in the front, and bacon, pancetta affumicata was in the back. A plate with a slice of toasted and buttered pane sat on the side. Delicious looking if I do say so myself... I went to get a fork and glass and dropped it da her. I got the arancia, arancio juice, and dropped it there too. In the middle of pouring juice, she looked up and asked, "Okay... What's all this about?" I pretended to look surprised. "I'm sorry?" "What's this about? Usually te need me to wake your culo and make te breakfast..." "Nothing is all! I just wanted to make a switch this morning..." She laughed. "I'm just waiting until the other shoe drops..." I laughed. What I really wanted to do, was to teach her how to surf.

Ahhh, surfing. The snowboarding of the sea. I've been a pestilance to her for the last week about wanting to teach her. She always had an excuse for not wanting to, but deep down I knew she was a bit scared. And that was fine! I was scared the first time too! I figured if I got her in a good mood, I could ask her if she wanted to go to the cove, (A huge plaza of different beachside stores) and sign her up for surfing lessons. She was SUPER stingy with cash, despite we had tons of it. My hypothesis was that she would be forced to go for lessons, so i didn't have to get clawed again. It went like this.

"Come on Lucy!" "No." "Come on Lucy!" "No!" "Come on," I picked her up and slung her across my shoulder. "Ah! Hey!" She began pounding at my shoulder. "Put, me," She unsheathed her claws. "Down!" SHe dug them into my back. We didn't talk for the rest of the day, yesterday. Until she apologized and we made up. That's the good thing about her. She's so nice that she won't stay mad at te for più then six hours. da the first ten minuti I'll have forgiven but I like to wait just in case. She'll be all sucky and hold te alot, and then start baciare your neck, and cheek. It just goes from there.

Also, today is my birthday. So I'm kind of hoping that that will have an impact on the result of my forced teaching methods. I'm also expecting some special treatment from her... She likes to wait and surprise me so I'm kind of excited at what she'll dish out tonight. "So Seth, I'm just going to have a shower, and then we can get on with our data at the plaza..." She smiled sweetly. She kissed me on the cheek and whispered, "My birthday boy..." She smiled again and walked off. I then glanced down at her plate. What the hell? That girl can EAT! It's all fricking gone!

FIve minuti later, Lucy was finishing her shower, when her phone rang. I walked over to it, and the caller I.D read "mom". Cool. This could really be my lucky break to get back at her for scratching me yesterday. Not that I'm mad, just that I want to make a little joke like she did to me... Nothing malicious... I opened it up and hit call, which at this point meant answer. "Hey mrs. Black..." Unbeknowst to me, Lucy opened the door. "Hmmm? Oh no... Lucy's not here. But she's been in the bagno for a long time. And there are tons of funny noises and smells," I felt something tap my shoulder. I turned around to see a furious Lucy Black, fully dressed and soaking wet hair. "Oh damn..." I said, barely anything più then a whisper. And with that, I dropped the phone and was out the door.