Tame An Older Man

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Phoebe Lane knocked on her downstairs neighbor's door. The sound of multi-cat yowling greeted her from the other side. "Frannie?" she called. "You home?"

"One minute, one minute," Frannie called. "I'd probably scare you if I came to the door naked, now, wouldn't I?" A moment later the door opened, and Frannie welcomed Phoebe with a smile and slightly bleary eyes. Her red beehive pouf of hair was a little flat on one side and not quite as perky as usual.

"Oh, Frannie, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get you out of bed."

"That's okay, hon, come on in before the cats get out." She dragged Phoebe in by the elbow. The cats-Phoebe saw at least six-had no intention of escaping. They knew where their meal ticket was. They followed Frannie with adoring eyes and twitching tails, as she led Phoebe into the kitchen and put the coffee on. "I needed to get up, anyway, and feed my babies."

Frannie managed to hold the coffeepot under the tap with one hand while pouring dry cat food into several pet bowls with the other. Phoebe could only hope Frannie didn't get mixed up and put cat food in the coffeemaker.

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