’ That seemed to make the soldier stop dead in his tracks. ‘So you will not help me, Liam?’ Liam McCullom stood on shaky knees and sighed. ‘Na... Alex, I willna. I canna go against Cien. If you had thought about this before coming to me, you would know this too.’ He shook his old scruffy head and sighed again. ‘I canna believe he would allow a witch into his home. And marriage? The lad is the farthest from it. I donna see him getting married any time in the near or distant future.’ ‘I tell you. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based, have my permission to post my stories for public reading, provided that credit is given to "Hungry Guy" as the author, and as long as you don't make changes other than fixing typos. Even beware of fixing typos, for I occasionally use local slang and dialects that may be flagged by your spell checker. Thanks.Each one of the four wheels on the vehicle is six feet in diameter. He is one of three treads on one of the wheels. His feet. Or smoke... It's also red. I'm standing amongst the flames but I feel numb. No pain or anything. And there's a figure across me..." "May I guess, the demon?" he asked, looking up at you. "Yeah," you responded, "they got those black horns, tail, red-ish skin, you name it." "And how do you feel about these dreams?" You opened your mouth to reply, "well... Those dreams did sound and looked terrifying. Like- in hell. But it felt calm. Like meeting a friend for coffee... In hell... Still, their. They both moved closer together at the behest of the cameraman, looking deep into the camera. Nik wrapped his arms around the girl’s trim waist, hugging her tight. For the next couple hours they were photographed in a variety of positions, alone or together, wearing many different formal attire.Nik’s favorite had to be the tuxedo, living out every man’s fantasy of looking like James Bond next to a sexy woman. Whenever they held each other or rubbed bodies closely, they both could feel heat,.