Its been awhile since I have had these two sexed up cats at my beck and call. They both crave attention, kind words, the low murmur of a man slowly running his hands across their breasts from behind, the hot breath and teeth on their necks. They like to be commanded to please to be pleased, to please each other. Last night I was away and all I could do is demand that they send me some tokens of their obedience. Kinda blurry obedience but what the hey? I know they like to hear about what you would do to them. I know they have ideas of what they will do to each other, soon, in the bright humming madness of desire.