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In Ruth Sims' beloved contemporary fairy tale, "Tom or an Improbable Tail," a lonely gay lawyer's cat spends six months of the year in the shape of a hot twink. Of course, our owner happens to be closeted at a very conservative law firm. Dare he want more than a pet? 
Excerpt:
This is the tale of the naked god/boy/man William found in his apartment. When he told it to me he swore on his mother's grave that every word was true. The oath didn't mean much, though, as I knew his mother was alive and well and playing the slots in Vegas. There are a
few things you need to know about William before you read his story.
One: He hated making decisions. If his mother would come every morning and lay out his suit and tie and socks for him it would make him happy, as long as she didn't stay long enough to nag him.
Two: Well, actually, it's part of No. One. He's a lawyer because his father wanted him to be a lawyer and he didn't want to bother making a decision about what he wanted to be when he grew up if he ever did.
Lawyering was okay. It paid damn well, and there was a certain snob appeal to being with Rutledge, Rutledge, Kirkwood, Jones, and Connaughton. He didn't yearn to be a white Johnny Cochran or a reincarnation of Clarence Darrow. Which was good, because he did
corporation work. Mergers, contracts, corporation minutes of meetings that never took place, that kind of thing. "As the corporation goes so goes America," Rutledge Senior was fond of saying in stentorian tones.
That gives you some idea of RRKJC. William often said he was the only one in the office who didn't starch his underwear.
Besides being indecisive and not very ambitious, he was cursed with being 'cute.' He hated cute. If he thought shaving his head and wearing a nose ring would help, he'd have done it. But RRKJC did not allow lawyers with pierced noses and he did have bills to pay. RRKJC was so conservative they made the millennium Republicans look like "bleeding-heart flaming liberal pinko card-carrying members of
NAMBLA" as Connaughton put it. William wondered what they'd do if they knew that he was gay.
He knew what they'd do. They'd soil their $900 suits, that's what they'd do and then they'd can him.
Now that the background is out of the way, on to the good stuff which will involve the beautiful naked god/boy/man and well Maybe you need a little more background first. Be patient.
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