Pouncer pt.2

I sit. quietly absorbed in her conversation. She is telling me her life story. I speak her language. Ao I sit. quietly absorbed in her body language. The Tiger is speaking to me.

"Pounce. STrike. She won't resist you"
SO I sit on my hands.Silencing the Tiger that he won't betray our intentions. She's so young. So innocent. SO.....weak. So Helpless. Soooo tasty. He's speaking again.

My Heart Beats. The Heat rises from my feet. SHe's talking again. She is speaking two languages and He only speaks One. Fun.Toungue. The sound of Breath rushing from lung.

Her chest heaves. In...Out.....In.....Out. Her Breasts rise and fall.......

I pounce.

.....TheGift