Clair shocked me and removed her turtleneck t-shirt and we danced with her in her bra and short skirt and me bare-chested.As we kissed her hands were ...ouching my shoulders and I caressed Clair’s satin back. Her skin was so smooth and flawless and tight. I still feared to push her, this was so sweet, Clair half-naked in her bra and making out with me.Clair held her hands on my face as we continued to make-out. We both giggled like kids, she liked this. I was not about to stop. I felt Clair reach. It's like, if you want to do something with your hands, all I can tell is that you're thinking about your hands. There's a big part of your brain that controls your hands. But I don't know what it is you want to do. Like, I don't know if you want to cast a spell, write something, or fondle me." He glanced down at her hands. "But when we were making out, I was pretty sure you didn't want to write something."She continued to stare at him. He took another deep breath. "It's just that ... I can. Keria glanced inside as Zethriel took it from the demon, but the smell alone was making her mouth water. The box folded open to become a tray, which Zethriel sat across their laps. There was a fruit bowl and two large cuts of juicy dragonhawk steak. Zethriel fed her a strawberry from the bowl. The Succubus was staring at them. Zethriel noticed and sent the demon into the corner of the room, and with a wave of his hand, made the demon's iron armor vanish. "Play with yourself," he. He whistled for Kippers and set about his nightly routine of feeding himself and his dog, a gorgeous tri colored Collie that was the sole surviving member of his family. After dinner he decided to take Kippers for a walk around the block a few times rather than just letting him into the yard. Perhaps he would get a glimpse of the new neighbors if they had arrived yet. As he walked out his door he could see that they had indeed arrived. The moving truck had left, and a glossy black convertible.