"Uh, well, how about Terri rub my shoulders and back, while I sit here and eat the meal Nikki made," Matt said
turning the kitchen chair around backwards and straddling it.
"Well, if you don't like the cat food, we can always order pizza," Terri said as she started to rub her
master's back.
"Cat food?" Nikki said in an angry tone.
"Girls, girls," Matt said shaking his head, "Uh, let's not be so - uh." He paused as he searched for the
right word.
"Catty?" Terri offered.
"Bitchy?" Nikki suggested.
"You're like sisters," Matt began. He looked at the plate in front of him and paused, cat food? He sighed.
"Oh, did I do something wrong?" Terri asked, "If I'm pushing too hard, let me know?"
"The massage is fine, and I'm sure the food is too, but when you were a cat and dog, I thought of you as like
my daughters," he said.
"Now do you think of us as daughters?" Niki said thrusting her svelte body in his face.
"Once you go black, you'll never turn back said leaning over Matt's shoulder and thrusting her bust on the
other side of his face.