She flops down on the bed after eating and opens the comic, this should be fun she doesn't work till 4pm the next day so she can get up when ever she feels like it, as long as it's before 2. She paws at the new book, holding it up to her nose and breathing in deeply, nearly purring with delight "Oooo you're so new and fresh, oh and leather bound too" she coos as she wiggles, her tail making small loops in the air with delight. She leans down her fingers caressing the book as one would a lover, her nose milimeters from the hard leather binding of the comic book as she cautousely and tenitively opens it again for the first time.
She gasps, the scent rising up to great her, oh it was marvulouse, such a great smell, so fresh and new, it was absolutely wonderful as she starts reading about Bondo Kent and Cheri Lane once more, her delight even more so than the first time as she enjoys the crispness of every page and the wonderful wonderful scent that surounds new books for such a short amount of time. Oh it was like a library in her room, books everywhere, mountians of them. Delicate and terchouse paths crossed the room, narrow walk ways to get from bed to kitchen to bathroom and out the door. The delisiouse smell of wisdome locked in every book filled her tiny apartment where no one should be able to live. She murrs and flips another page, showing Bondo Kent changing into Super Fox and doning his paddles of justice and ropes of retribution (hey I'm typing on the fly here, give me a break I know the names are lame).
She purrs more as the sight of his hot ass is shown in the next picture as he jumps from a window to go searching for the damsile in destress some where in the wearhouse district of Furopolis (i hope that's not copyright somewhere) where he works. She purrs even as she turns the next page, Cheri Lane dangling from ropes over a vat of something black and liquidy as an unseen villian speeks off scene "I have you now my pretty, if your dear Super Fox doesn't show up I'll dip you from head to toe in this Liquid Latex, doing to you what he did to me, perminately trapping you in latex" the female voice cackles evily as the trapped Cheri's eyes go wide in fear, if she was trapped forever in latex how would she ever tickle feet again?!?