Skittish Kitten
This story may not be copied to or posted on any site without my express permission. —000— The townhouse I was living in had a large kitchen window opening out onto a large grassy area, with a few trees for shade. There was another townhouse just across the grassy area that had been sold a couple of weeks earlier. I had seen a very pretty woman moving in the previous weekend, with a lot of help from several men and women. I didn’t intrude at the time, as I thought that there was enough...