Shiny and Slippery

You dressed me – black and shiny and slippery in an unexpected and transformative gift.   My Batman, swooping in to save Boston or maybe just me?  The moment I opened the door, I knew the answer.

Why do you tease and torture me so?  Oh, yes, no need to explain.

Music mood:  ” Sweet Child O’ Mine” – G n R

Neurally yours,

Catwoman xo

I'm a writer and a lover not a fighter, except if I really want something.

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