I woke up refreshed and with the softest skin under my fingertips, and leaned forward to gently kiss the shoulder that was spooning in front of me. "Good Morning, Cissy." She arched and turned slightly towards me, her breast getting cupped by my hand as we pecked a quick kiss on the lips. There was a short chirp and Crookshanks was on the bed, walking his way up to me and began to knead on my stomach. I tightened my core muscles as he happily "made biscuits" there. "Crooks? How did you get in here?" He ignored me as he kept going, moving up towards my breasts. Damned cat, doesn't he get he's a heavy kitty now?