Solomon

A black cat, obviously well fed and cared for, guarded the back porch of a house. He picked his head up as he heard the sound of a car pull into the driveway. Within a few moments, two humans, an inferior race, had exited the car. One of them was older, perhaps middle aged, with a quiet voice and a happy moustache. The other was a tired looking kid, with hair several sizes too big and a rough-shaven face. The humans didn’t even bother to ask as they invaded the cat’s territory. Ethan, for the cat had a name, thought that he could perhaps forgive them for their transgression, but the two humans were definitely in his debt. The two humans, probably at least partially unaware of Ethan’s train of thought, tromped into the house, defiling it with their stench.
The house, who didn’t mind the stench nearly as much as the cat, was fairly cozy inside. The younger of the humans dropped off his pack in a room with a very loud air-conditioner and headed towards the bed in the back bedroom. When he got there, he turned on the TV, and the house quickly lost interest in his activities.

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Ethan was dozing by the time that Casey got home, but she quickly brought him to consciousness. “Come on, silly head” she said, after pouncing on Ethan and shaking him back and forth, “I just got off work and I’m brimming with energy. What’s your excuse for being so tired?”
Ethan groggily opened his eyes, but didn’t seem able to think of an intelligent reply. “I’m just tired,” he moaned. “I had to wake up from a short 12 hour sleep to ride an air-conditioned bus for 4 full hours. Of course I’m gonna be tired. “
Casey just looked at him as though he were stupid and left the room, looking for something to eat. Ethan followed, after somewhat shaking himself awake. After he found Casey looking in the fridge, he approached and hugged her from behind, whispering in her ear “I’ve missed you.”
Casey blushed and turned to kiss him, before resuming her rummaging through the fridge. “I’ve missed you also,” she replied, while rubbing her back against his stomach.
They quickly broke apart as Casey’s father, the older man from before, entered the kitchen. He just looked around a little, apparently also hungry, before he exited. A few tomato sandwiches were thrown together before Casey and Ethan also left the kitchen. They went to the room of Ethan’s earlier napping, and began cuddling on the bed while watching some random sci-fi flick. “Well, what have you been up to?” Casey eventually inquired.
“Heh, not a lot, really,” Ethan replied, “I’ve been mainly just bumming around the house.”
“You lazy bastard!” was Casey’s fair response. Ethan then began tickling Casey, as her cries of protest echoed around the room.
After the short tickling bout, they settled into a comfortable spooning position, Casey wrapping her legs aroung Ethan from the back. They stayed in that position for at least an hour, making only small movements, mainly just enjoying the others presence. Ethan felt Casey gradually grow more and more relaxed, and as he rolled over to speak with her, it turned out that she was completely asleep.