Meow
July 6th, 2006 by Administrator Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, Like Eartha Kitt but preferable like she did as “Cat Woman” and not Lady Eloise in ” Boomerang”. Now to do this you need the whole shabang ; suit, mask and like New Edition said, “Don’t forget the pumps!”
Feeling naughty yet? I sure am and I know the peeerrrrrrrrfect hide away. [I’m getting good at this]. There’s a new, nice, nasty little shop for ye adult folks called the Cat’s Meow.
61st and King Drive to be exact. Ideal location for south siders that don’t like suffering on the Dan Ryan trying to head up north for goodies. I must admit, I was a little nervous about going but I called first and wouldn’t ya know it, there was a cat on the other end of the phone, not really but she actually purrrrrrrrred. The shop was due to close in about 15 minutes but I was given a hands on virtual tour/tutorial. It was great and I was so excited, not to mention slightly embarrassed; but after a few minutes my alter ego kicked in and started asking questions on my behalf and let’s just say I left out of there with edible condoms, warming gel and a karmasutra pamphlet.
What I like most about the spot is that is was so elegant. In my mind I envision adult shops to be more like truck stops…dirty and merely a drive through, and oh yeah try not to touch anything cause ya might catch something, but that is not the case at the “Cat’s Meow”. As they say in the classroom, “All her walls were talking.” I can go on an on about all the wonderful toys I saw for good little boys and girls or those that want to be naughty, but that would take away all the suspense. So dilly dally no more, scurry your tail down to the “Cat’s Meow” and get your paws on what ever makes you prrrrrrrr or growl for that matter and don’t forget while the cats away the kids will play…no pun intented
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