Cats. First one and then thirteen. Unlucky thirteen.
When they arrive on the steps of the townhouse Clive shares with his lover James, he is more than a little mystified. But when a devilishly handsome visitor arrives, the mystery begins to unravel.
The longer Clive stays in the company of the stranger, the stronger his feeling of unease becomes. Finally, he does something he has no control over, something that makes him feel ashamed to the core. The stranger uses Clive and James for his own sordid pleasure, and neither can predict what might be up the stranger’s sleeve for a finale.