The Cat, The Mother and The (lack of) Wardrobe

Written By Mel

“It wasn’t my fault Eric!” Reggie complained from the corner.

“I told you to stand quietly,” Eric replied where he stood carefully washing the scratches on his arm.

“You should call ahead if you’re going to bring home company.”

Reggie had been lying naked on the sofa hoping to seduce Eric, when mother and son walked in. He grabbed for the blanket which the cat had been sleeping on. As he yanked it, the cat few up into Eric’s arms scratching them.

Eric’s mother could still be heard laughing uproariously from the parlour.

“It’s not that funny Mother!” Eric shouted.

The End

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