Sex kitten

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Clark jerked erect as he heard the door click open and shut at the garage entrance to his private pad. There was a light thudding of bare heels across the kitchen and then Tannsy appeared in the doorway of his bedroom, tiny and cute and holding a serving tray against her middle.

"Hi," she said, "you mind if I eat breakfast out here with you? It's too quiet in the house with everybody gone."

"Well, hi, sweet thing. Sure, bring it on over. I already had breakfast, but I was just wishing I had somebody to watch the game with."

"Hah. Knowing you, I'll bet it wasn't any sister you were wishing for."

"Well, so how about we pretend you're not my sister, then? Gad, I thought for a minute it was Mother standing there. You look so much like her now you're growing up."

"What in the world would Mama be doing out here?"

"Oh, she comes out to rap once in a while. But I couldn't figure out for a minute how she could be standing there and be on her way to Miami, too. Here, we can plug in the coffee right here and I'll have some of that with you."

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