The Cat Man

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My story started when I met this man named Eddie. A tall man, six foot six inches and very attractive. He had dirty blonde curly hair to his shoulders and a very nice firm ass. I was in line behind him in the check-out line at the grocery store. He was buying tons of cat food, cat litter and a six pack of Bud light beer. I was buying the same kind of beer, although a twelve pack, along with two thick ribeye steaks and potatoes for dinner. I spoke to him hoping he was my type of man. “Hello, are you feeding all the neighborhoods stray cats?” I asked flashing him my killer smile while asking about his obvious load of cat food. He turned and smiled back, showing me his perfectly white straight teeth and deep brown eyes. “Nope, just stocking up for my own cats,” he said as he winked at me. “My own cats” should have raised a red flag but I was so caught up in his good looks that I missed it. “Are both those steaks for you? Or do you have company coming tonight?” he asked smoothly. “Nope, all by myself as usual,” I said watching the checker ring up his purchase. He moved up and she quickly rang up my three items. We walked out of the store together and realized we were parked next to each other in the parking Escort Avrupa yakası lot. I quickly put my stuff in the front seat of my BMW and then helped him load his many bags into the trunk of his Ford Escort. “My name is Eddie by the way and you are?” he asked. “Sorry, I’m Andrew. But most folks call me Andy,” I said as we accidentally touched. “I hate to eat alone and I have the stuff to make a nice salad and garlic bread for us at my house. So if you want to share your steaks, we could eat together and get to know one another. I have a nice grill, all ready to go and we could share the beers we both have. I could use your help to get all this stuff in my house,” he laughed and smiled at me hopefully. I thought why not? I do get tired of eating alone too so I said, “Sure Eddie. I’d love to. I’ll follow you to your house.” “Great Andy, it’s not far, see you there,” he said. True to his word, about eight blocks away we pulled up to a very nice two story brick house on about an acre and half lot. The yard was picture perfect with a well-manicured lawn, lots of blooming flowers and trimmed bushes. We pulled into the paved driveway and parked. We both Ataköy escort got out of our cars and grabbed his grocery bags to take inside. I got my two bags from my car and grabbed four of his. I followed him up on the porch where he unlocked the door and we entered the living room. I was immediately hit with an ammonia odor so strong it made me gag. As my stomach lurched, I noticed cats everywhere, there seemed to be hundreds of them. They were on the furniture, on the kitchen table, on the stove and the kitchen counters. Eddie shooed them off the table and set his bags down as I kept gagging. He must have noticed because he opened a few windows but it didn’t help the foul odor. I sat my bags down and rushed for the front door and fresh air. On my way out I saw litter boxes on the living room floor full to the brim with cat shit and piss. As I lean on my car and breathed deep, I realized that awful smell was the cats litter boxes. Eddie came out of the house and walked over to me, “Sorry Andy, that’s why I needed the cat litter to clean their boxes. Please stay and go out back and have a beer while I clean up. I promise the upstairs is so much better. Go around back Şirinevler escort bayan and sit on the patio. I have the beer on ice in a cooler for you already,” he said so pitifully that I agreed to his request. Later, I would look back and think to myself, “You should have left then, you fool.” I went around back and found a nice seat under the deck covered patio. The backyard was so private and just as well kept as the front. Eddie had pots of flowers sitting around the patio. He had a large vegetable garden planted along the back of the lot with tomatoes, cucumbers and green beans as well as corn. Other than those damn stinking cats, everything was perfect and his ass was perfect for fucking, I thought as I sipped my beer. Eddie came out into the backyard and walked to the beautiful garden with a bucket. He picked a big red ripe fresh tomato and a long seedless cucumber for our salad. Walking back he said, “Let me put these in the fridge to cool, I’ll be right back to join you for a beer. True to his word, he was back in a few minutes with another cooler full of what I assumed was his beer. He sat down with a heavy sigh and popped open a cold one. “Damn, so much better. I love it out here It’s so quiet and the flowers look nice,” he said trying to strike up a conversation. “You seem to be very good at gardening. Did you plant the vegetable garden yourself?” I asked him. “Yes I did,” he said proudly “It’s doing very well this year. We’ve had just enough hot days and I keep it watered.” “It looks great.

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