"She stroked his ginger fur beneath trembling fingers. Smooth as silk with claws like knives, she trembled at the thought of them slicing through her pale skin. Even as he looked at her, with the eyes of a killer, she knew that her heart would always belong to him. Him alone and no other. She did not care about the hundred who lay dead, littered behind him in the wake of his cruelty. She cared only that he chose her. And so she put the plate of cat food down and waited to discover his next desire. Her only fulfilment would come when all his desires were met. She was his slave." ( Short extract from 50 Shades of Ginger for Kathryn Evans)
Oh that dangerous ginger. Clever.
ReplyDeleteOh can't wait to read more....Grey is so yesterday!
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brilliant!
ReplyDeletewell, ginger is the new grey. This is hilarious!
ReplyDeleteAway with the grey!
ReplyDeleteOur Secretary thinks you are, indeed, clever.(We already knew that)
Oh my... You have our Dexter on the edge of his windowsill. He can't wait to read what comes next.
ReplyDeleteCherry City Kitty Boys
Ya just gotta love those ginger kitties!
ReplyDeleteBlogger wouldn't let me comment yesterday but I suspect it just knew I needed to come back again. I am so sorrowfully catless at the moment - can't quite close the door on Bobcat but I fear she is gone for good...I might just have to live here for a bit. Thank you for this, more whenever you're ready. I willingly submit!!!xxx
ReplyDeleteWhat a sense of humor! Loved it.
ReplyDeleteAt least *this* version will prove to be supremely better written than that other monstrosity!
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Ms. Stella O'Houligan
Oh, I love this! Much better than grey...
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