Voices on the Wind Comical Voices
Bath Time by Phyllis Wax I was pulling it from a lingerie bag when its hooks caught in the netting like the extended claws of a cat, a cat fighting to stay out of water, scraggly cat, thrashing. Multiple slotted eyes. It was so wired it actually bared its teeth and hissed when I unzipped the bag. That was one angry bra.