The sky spun above me.A shadow appeared. The nun ducked a paw swipe and the demon crashed onto its face before me then pushed itself up with its one f...repaw. It was the first demon I had hurt, missing a paw. Its jaw was right above my face, sharp, shiny deep hungry for my flesh."Go away!" I coughed.The beam of light flared from my head.The demon's head disintegrated.It collapsed in a heap beside me, foul smoke drifting over to my face. I coughed, struggling to sit up. Blood, mixed with golden. I had been in the company for almost 20 years now and was one of his best agents. I had volunteered for this one because I knew Louie years before and despised him. It was interesting how connected the world was sometimes. There had been a chance that I would never regain my memories but I was willing to take it. Some people needed killing after all.The doctor had been timing the session and from the corner of my eye I saw him reach over and flip the machine off. The pain immediately ceased but. It was pointing upward like a telephone pole. Thick at the base, Jordan's cock tapered only slightly towards the head at the end. It was too thick for Cleo to fit her entire fist around it as she grabbed hold of the base just over the swaying ball-sac. Her puffy lips teased the shaft, causing Jordan to tremble as Cleo ran her hands up and down the shaft. Slowly, she licked her lips, her eyes meeting Jordan's.Cleo climbed on the bed. Cleo rose to a standing posture and carefully positioned. After relieving myself, I washed up, refreshed my lip gloss, left my purse in the bathroom, and returned to the family room.Andrew suggested it was time for dinner, so we moved to the dining room, where he served us. I opted for Chianti instead of a third martini. An easy meal of salad, spaghetti with meat sauce, and garlic toast was consumed with little conversation.After dinner, we all pitched in to clean up and put away leftovers. I opted for an after-dinner glass of Chianti instead of.