I had packed the little liquid liner and the pink blush I always used at the Manor for my cat look. It complemented the dress he had purchased for me really well. And upon closer inspection, it resembled the maid's attire but was only pink in color. A pink collar with silver studs and two tiny jingling bells was also added to the ensemble.
I slid out of the bedroom after getting dressed, the bells jingling around my neck.
The master was waiting for me in the kitchen. He snapped his fingers while gasping. It was "perfect," he remarked. It was "a perfect kitten."
I scurried over and began licking the milk out of the little bowl. He leaned over and ran his fingers through my hair. I pressed my head into his, saying, "Thank you.
It was tasty. He showed off more gadgets. Large woolen balls
