"Time for bed kiddo," I said.His usually smooth brow furrowed and he stood. Byron was almost my height now and he stretched, his shirt riding up to gi...e a slice of hollow stomach. He looked for the clock.This was our nightly ritual. Every now and again we'd leave things too late and while usually I'd be able to control him, sometimes I wouldn't. Hence the newly repaired painting. Byron always feels guilty in the morning when he sees what damage he's caused, not the least the time when I came to. What were you doing last night? I blushed even darker,not ready to tell him I had given my virginity up just last night We were playing video games I answered knowing he knew I was lying. I watched him walk over to me and sit down next to me Honey,I dont want to make you feel uncomfortable,but dont let him force you into anything you dont want I looked at him I wanted it just as much as he does I whispered.Tyler sighed Were you safe? He asked calmly.I nodded Yes,mom got me birth control to help. He'd hit her high on the left shoulder, a flesh wound at best. Contrary to popular superstition demons weren't invulnerable to conventional weapons, they just healed real fast. You either had to deal them massive amounts of damage to overwhelm their natural healing capacity or hit them with something that screwed it up.Like silver, Carpenter thought, drawing his katana.Time for slice'n'dice bitch.He heard her chanting over to his right in a language he didn't understand. He doubted any human. Chris moved through the big empty meadow as fast as he could without running, his senses were all on high alert. He could hear every sound, see every sight, feel every pebble, every bump under his feet as he walked. He heard the gentle rustling as the wind ruffled the leaves on the trees, the gentle sound of water trickling as the small waves lapped at the bank on the edge of the lake. He saw the tiny ripples on the water as the sunlight bounced off of it, the trees swaying elegantly in the.