With that worry off of my mind, I padded off after Karyn as she walked from the storage room in that sexy French maid outfit. Since I trusted her to take care of things, I could just settle back and enjoy the view. I rumbled in appreciation, which made Karyn look back, blush faintly, and then keep walking, but with a little more sway even. She said something I didn't pay attention to and went back the way we came. At the staircase she paused to look around and decide where to go next. I rubbed up against her legs again. "Silly kitty!" she murmured. "Or should the be silly pet?"
I rolled my eyes, then made a show of looking up that short skirt she was wearing. Karyn almost blushed, but just made a face at me. "Definitely silly pet!" Before she could say anything else, we both jumped at the sound of a phone ringing. Actually, the ringing sound came from several directions, from several different phones scattered about the mansion. One sounded like it was coming from the bedroom, and Karyn started trotting down that way and I followed, naturally, tail swishing.
"Hello?" she said as she picked up the phone in the bedroom, then looked quite surprised. "Oh. Hi mom! Um... yes, yes I'm fine. What? Oh, my stuff? Uh, yeah, delivered, right. Jon? Oh, he's fine, too." She made a face at me. "Quite helpful. Yes, mother. No..."
Tuning out the conversation, I padded over to where the sun was shining through the windows and flopped down to rest, admiring Karyn as I did. The next thing I remember was Karyn waking my up by stroking my fur. After a big feline yawn and stretch, I rolled over onto my back and batted at her hands lightly. "What was that about?" I asked.
"Just mom calling to see if I was alright. She asked me something about how I liked my inheritance, so I guess folks think I inherited this entire place! And more importantly, she said that my belongings, including my clothing, ought to have been delivered here a couple days ago." Karyn grinned. "It's just a matter of finding it in this place! I'm betting my stuff is down on the first floor someplace, maybe by the clinic. I bet there's a delivery area there for shipments and supplies."
Darn. "I guess that means you'll want to change clothes?" I asked innocently.
"Yes, well, this is a kind of cute outfit, but it's not really me," Karyn muttered. I just looked at her and mrowled. "Oh, you! I'd rather just have the bathrobe than this, really. It's just not me." Karyn shook herself. "Come on, let's go see if we can find my stuff. Maybe they sent some of your clothes over too. Then we can get lunch, pet," she said, emphasizing the last word to tease me.
I grinned back, refusing to rise to the bait this time. "Yes, mistress. After your lovely rear."
"Jon!" Karyn sighed in exasperation and walked out, but did keep that extra hip sway. I purred and followed.
