11-03-2008, 05:21 AM
If Amy was a cat she would have purred. The sun was so soothing, and the cool breeze felt excellent. But nothing beat Ocax's back rub. As they walked she noticed that every one also had pants, and though her sweater was just big and baggy enough to work as a mini skirt, it was no set of pants. She began to feel a little self conscious as some people realized she had no pants at all and gave her weird looks. She just clung to Ocax tighter and tried to hide behind him, blushing bashfully and pressing her snout against his shoulder.
