Mange, <Laughs Brightly sang to the memory-singers one about Honor and Mike going to a male strip joint in Landing City while on an evening pass while they were at the Academy. I find you two-legs fascination with nakedness interesting, perplexing, and frankly stupid. The People are always naked no big deal, well other than when in skin-suits we are always naked.>
Chief, "And you treecats never think about sex?"
<I wouldn't say that.>
<Well back to Laughs Brightly's story they actually put script money in the briefs of the strippers to feel the stripper's [snipped by the PG Censor] and whistled when the strippers got to the Full Monty. Mike had caught a stripper's briefs and twirled them overhead once.>
"Yah I can believe that, went on shore leave with a couple of the gals once, when commenting on the males they saw that excited their interest they would say, 'Check out the pockets on that one.' Confused I asked what they meant, the back pockets of a guy with tight buns it turned out. Well we guys do the same when a gal with perfect heart shaped buns hoves in to view. So Mange what do you treecats do?"
<Admire in mind-silence, with a friend and behind the female's back we point sometimes. Before you develop mind-silence as a kitten you get lectures on being rude, and if you comment the female in question will give you another lecture, just saying.>
"I guess we are alike in that."
<Not really mind-blind two-leg.>
"Bleek, bleek,...bleek."
Poker and Mange