You licked my fingers –m4w– 35 (Folsom)
… you reached out and began licking my fingers. It was disgusting and adorable. I began making kissing noises and fawning over you; scratching your ears, patting your head…
Me: excitable, clean-cut, blue jacket. Typically a cat person.
You: small and compact, with black and white fur and ears that stuck out.
We’ll let you decide who is the little bitch and who is the dog in this situation.