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(This story is a tribute to 'The Cat Lady', and picks up after the ending in which susan talks Mitzi down from killing the 'Eye of Adam'. If you haven't played the game this story may contain spoilers, but even if you don't care I recommend playing or watching a playthrough of the game. Its excellent and very thought and emotion provoking. This story may touch on harsh subjects such as murder, suicide, depression, and cancer. Please enjoy.)

It has been a week since the incident with the 'Eye' of Adam. That first night returning to the flat with Mitzi she finally broke down and properly grieved for Jack and for herself. I held her that entire first night, stroking her wig, until she had cried herself dry and fell asleep in my arms. My cats surrounded us and Teacup stood vigil over the scene from the nightstand; Those bright yellow eyes like a lighthouse in the darkest night over the ocean of our sorrows. My first true friend slept soundly through the rest of the night and most of the following day, which was gloomy and rainy as per usual where we lived. By the time I had awoken, it was well past 5 o' clock in the evening and I was in dire need of a bath. I suppose dying, reincarnating AGAIN, persuading your distraught friend not to become a murderer, and holding that same crying friend through the night does that.

I crept silently out of the bed, making sure that the young woman didn't wake from her sound slumber, and slunk quietly out of the bedroom. The flat was quiet and dark, just the way I prefered, and my cats were nowhere to be seen. I steped over the faint stain on the floor from where our would-be murderer was mauled to death by my little 'children'. Its impossible to get blood entirely out of the carpet it turns out. I've lived in this apartment for years alone, and by now walking around in total darkness is simple, let alone with the faint light provided from outside. Finally, I arrived in the bathroom, and stared for a moment into the inky blackness. With Mitzi paying rent (and a few of my bills by now...), I no longer had to worry about turning on the lights as we always had money in the electric meter.

A few minutes later found me standing in the dimly lit bathroom, the cool tiles feeling wonderful across my bare feet. I stared into the only mirror left unbroken in our 'cozy' home, and gave myself a once over. Before my first little 'accident' with the pills, all I had ever liked about myself were my lovely green eyes. They shone in the same way Teacups yellow ones did, and were quite fetching if I do say so myself. Apart from that my short black hair was unkempt and frizzy, and the corners of my eyes had crows feet. My skin was sallow, and I was begining to show signs of age from the sad and lonely way I had been living. Since Mitzi came a month ago however, I had been taking better care of myself and she has been forcing me to eat better like a much younger nanny.

Now I look pretty good for a middle aged woman in my opinion, I've kept myself in shape these years alone aside from a bit of smoking. My hair looks more healthy, and my skin is now smoother and more pale than before (In a healthy way mind you!). My high cheekbones still reminded be a bit of that back-stabbing (or... front-stabbing actually...) filth of a doctor, but admittedly they did give me a regal air that I quite enjoy with Mitzi around. My breasts have kept up remarkably well over the years and still had a bit of that lift that defied gravity. I had always been stronger than I looked, and it could be said that my body was still lovely and a bit curvy in the right places. I smiled, and turned my back on myself to undress fully and turn on the bath.

The pipes which ran along the wall creaked and groaned with the age of the plumbing but I could hear the water flowing through, (We've fixed the pipe we broke when trying to free ourselves from the duct-tape lunatics binds.) After letting the steaming hot water fill the tub, I slowly dipped myself in until I was sitting fully, the water-level just below my modest breasts. The heat and the quick motion made me a bit dizzy and the room span slightly in my vision. The soak was doing wonders for my tired body, and I closed my eyes for a couple of minutes to relax fully.

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Being away from him is a regular but horrible thing. It is sick to think I thrive on not seeing him for months just so the tension can build and our release will be that much greater. My lover, my everything pleases me in a way words cannot describe. His wide, ten inch cock entering my tiny pussy hurts in the best way; when he can come see me for three days at most, the love that we make could tire out the best of them, but not us. We live for the endless sex and when he leaves back for base,...

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Thinking About You

I would like to thank Misty_Morning for being my constant inspiration and for always loving me. Main Thumse Pyaar Karthi Hoon, P. ~~ The house appeared dark from the outside, the security light was set off when someone passed in a car or on foot. As Sue drove up in her car, she was reminded of how dark the neighbourhood was without a sign of life. It suddenly reminded her that Nicole was not home with Josh yet. Sighing to herself she turned into the drive and slowly edged into the garage as...

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Thinking back A true story

The trip cost me money, it was one of those impulse trips. Decided late evening, put to reality early morning. For some reason it seemed like the last minute tickets were taken out of the system back in those days, I didn’t get away cheap. As I sat on the train I wondered if this was really the right thing to do. Visit a stranger for one thing only, Lust. To visit him even though I knew he had three broken ribs. (Apparently you can cough your ribs off.) He said it would be fine. That he still...

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Thinking of You

I’m alone, but in my mind you’re with me. My fingers are lightly grazing across my naked skin, and I sigh with wistful thoughts of you. (Sighs) I want you. You know I want you. (Giggle) Is it because I know I can’t have you that my mind torments me? Soft moans reveal my arousal at the mere prospect of getting hold of you. (Moans) My hand is trailing south, the slight caress of my fingertips is sending shivers around my body. I’m freshly shaved, and I know when I reach the hot flesh...

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Thinking of Stacy

Claire couldn’t type another word. Sure, she had unlocked the office door at 6:30 a.m. to take advantage of the quiet and had decided to stay late to finish a client project. She could attribute her wayward mind to the fact that it was now dinnertime. The search engine optimization firm was doing well thanks in part to her efforts, and the CEO of the parent company had noticed her dedication. She had been hired on as a freelance writer and at age forty-two had finally taken a major step in her...

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Thinking Of Lea

I sit down in a noisy class. I’m not impressed today, the first day after a long break and a repeat class. This has all the hallmarks of another boring college semester. I survey the room as I normally do when in a new class. For me it’s about finding another girl to eye off and pass the time away. The class looks pretty limited and my eyes sink. A few older women sit at the front, a few guys at the back and in between nothing really to write home about. The door opens and I look up to survey...

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Thinking of somebody else

I watch him sometimes at night. He lives in the house opposite and often walks into his room naked. He’s about 19 or 20, tall, well built. I’ve stared many times as his taut arse, even his cock. I have touched myself while watching him upstairs, the light out. And on one bonus, bonus occasion, I saw him masturbating in front of the mirror. Did he secretly know I was watching and masturbating too? I can’t get enough of taring at his young, muscular body. I came watching him that night. When I...

3 years ago
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Thinking of You

It's 3am before I finally give in and fall into the unfamiliar, empty bed. The sheets are crisp and cold against my bare skin, a slightly shocking side effect of having the air conditioner turned on full blast for the entire day in hopes of beating back the mid-summer heat. I can imagine you laughing at me for over air-conditioning the place and then squeaking in surprise when the sheets are frozen. The thought of you makes me pout a little and check my phone again, just in case I missed a...

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Thinking Outside of the Box

Any resemblance between the content of this story or any of the characters depicted herein and real persons or events is highly unlikely and purely coincidental. “Mom! Curt is cheating again!” “I am not! You’re just a sore loser.” “Yes, you are. You reprogrammed the game! You cheater.” “How could I do that? It’s an AI! Hey, leave my setup alone. House! Secure battle plan!” “No, show me what he did.” “All right you two. Knock it off!” Veronica came out of the bedroom wearing only a...

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