Jillian and the major Cheese Festivals Part 3
On the night before the festival, Jillian was having dinner with Spooky as was their usual routine, though tonight was different from the rest, for instead of going to the usual restaurant, Spooky suggested that they fish for wild salmon and sleep out under the stars. At first Jillian was a little reluctant given all that was going on, but as she reeled in her second big catch of the night, Jillian had to admit that this was a good change from the enticing, but mundane aroma of Doug’s Fish Fry.
Unhooking the fish from the line, she handed it over to Spooky who immediately began to clean the fish before laying it flat over the hot grate to cook. Putting her fishing rod in a nook on the edge of the dock, Jillian walked slowly over to Spooky, her grey tail swishing seductively behind her.
“You know,” She purred into Spooky’s ear. “We could skip dinner and go straight for dessert.”
“I don’t know,” Spooky replied teasingly, as his paw slowly started rubbing Jillian’s lower back, “The fish is almost done and you look like you’re hungry.”
“Oh I am hungry,” Jillian purred loudly. “I’m hungry for you and I am going to get my fill!”
Pulling Spooky into her paws, Jillian embraces his tightly, not willing to let him go as they stumbled to the sleeping bags. Falling on the soft checkered fabric, Jillian murmured between kisses, “Tomorrow is another day, but this be a night that you will never forget.”
