Cats Jennyanydots Novels & Stories

JENNI “Noodle, get out of the noodles.” And this is where she got her name. When I rescued her from the local animal shelter, I had a bowl of noodles I was about to eat, and she buried her tiny head in it and started chowing down. This crazy cat will eat noodles right out of my hand and loves to bat at them. She’s like a little orange mini tiger too, always attacking things. She likes to perch up high and look over the house like it’s her personal kingdom, so I got her a massive kitty playground. It may or may not be taking up half my family room in the basement. That entire space is dedicated to Noodle. I figure if I can’t fill my house with children, I can at least give Noodle the best lif

Catty indicated towards me, "she's uh..the maid." I blinked. The..maid? More importantly, how do they know each other? Jin looked confused for a moment. "Oh, uh..who are you again?" A look of despair crossed Catty's face but she soon recovered. "Catelyn Kinsley. I'm we..we met at a party. Danced together even. You said I was pretty," she whispered in the last part. Jin studied her for a moment. "I did huh? Sorry but I can't remember doing that. Or you. I'm actually here to see your 'maid'," Jin turned to me, a playful smile playing on his lips.

So I was more than willing to put in the hard work, knowing it would be worth it. Me and my father had to take a business trip, and I couldn't wait to come back to my little kitten. We had business meetings from morning till night, and I were really exausted by the time that I I would make it back to the hotel room. I weren't the only one who couldn't wait to get back home, my father just could'nt wait to get back to his wife. So luckily we got to finish up a day early, my father had a big suprise planned for Madelyn and I just wanted to see Catalaya. On my way home I called her security team she still had no idea she had, and they informed me that she and her girlfriends were at my club. I

The more I laughed, the more she got annoyed. Jenny is an 18 year old woman, just like me, she has black hair that goes down to her waist, usually tied in a long braid, her breasts are big, her skin has a darker tone and her eyes are light brown, her lips are full, her height is 1.67m and at this moment she is wearing a uniform with the symbol of stage 6.

She hoped a brief escape across the street would calm her, but the trip was far too short. Jenny exploded through the large oak door of Charlotte’s Bar and landed with a loud squish on an unoccupied seat. “Bob, when are you going to get these obscene chairs fixed? Would you please pour a very large Jack Daniels for me, and leave out the Jack.” Bob Cash, owner and sole bartender of Charlotte’s Bar and Jazz Emporium walked cautiously to where Jenny had perched her petite figure. At five foot-four and a slightly exaggerated half inch, Jenny looked like a child about to have a tantrum. Of course, Bob knew she was closer to thirty-five than she wanted to admit. Jenny did, at times, behave the way

June Hall’s POV “Good morning Winster county. Welcome to another episode of Winster county with Miss June Hall. Today, I have a very special guest in the studio: Kate Zainab Omar, the face of the heroes of justice maiden magazine. Kate how have you been?” Kate’s POV “I have been doing great, thank you for having me.” “You know since you came back, people have been speculating or even asking what your next move will be after the blockbuster speech during Sheriff Morgan Wilson’s memorial. What is your answer?” June Hall’s POV

“Same doctor all week—and for the summer too. Dr. Tim. I’ll be assisting him with whatever he needs.” “This doctor… a man?” “He is,” she laughed, ruffling my hair. “But I’m not his type.” “Then he must be blind,” I said, though I trusted her completely—no matter who the doctor was. “I vaccinated a kitten all by myself today,” I added proudly. “I’m mostly washing instruments and sterilizing stuff for now. Not exactly thrilling,” Jenny said. “I hope it gets more interesting over the summer.” “Me too,” I said, kissing her forehead as she sat beside me. “You do remember we’ve got movie and theater tickets this week, right?”

I said. About that time the bathroom door flies open and Jenny comes crawling … literally… crawling out. “I am death.” She says. To which I giggle .. but immediately stop because that makes my head hurt worse. “Ow.” I said again. I grabbed my phone and saw that Alan hadn’t sent any more texts. I thought a moment then quickly wrote him back. Me: Did you know cats can’t move their jaws from side to side? Me: I can’t wait either. ~~~~~~~~~

"We're willing to be your students." Cathy wasted no time in initiating them. She went over to Colton and began undressing him. "I need some help here, Jena," she urged Jena. "Kiss him and feel his chest and arms. Tease him with your tongue and fingers." Jena did as told. She was self-conscious at first but when Cathy's hands brushed her nipples, titillating them, she closed her eyes and licked Colton's lips like it was delectable ice cream.

“Leah, it’s alright. You’re safe.” His words began to calm me once again. There was a gentle knock at the door; my head snapped around, looking at the door. It opened slowly and in stepped an older lady in a pant suit. Her long blonde hair pinned back into a neat ponytail. She was carrying a notebook under her arm. Her expression changed as she saw the startled look on my face, the water on the table, the knocked-over chair, and Logans hand on my arm.