Crookshanks meowed as he walked past me, his bottle-brush tail flicking around my calves as he pawed at the pair of black knee high riding boots. "Well, Crooks, if I wear those I'm going to have to wear them with my black leggings..." which would look great with my grey cowl-neck blouse... I thought, pulling that out of the closet and tossing it onto the bed, "and my dark wool blazer. Not too butch or femme, showing off my figure... Thank you." I took off the dressing gown and got dressed, hoping that there would be time for us to get some food first.