Inga dreams of the beach

Inga wishes she was somewhere else. “Maybe Hawaii, I hear it’s always sunny there.” Bergen was no fun in the winter. And now, with four little kittens fighting for her nipples, her only escape was to stroll the beach in Makaha in search of those tasty little black crabs.
Birgitte insisted that she’d love having kittens, but what does that bitch know?


Art is the most important thing. Then, cats.

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