Like the obedient slut that I am, I begin mixing the cocktail of his preference. I don't have to look in order to know that his eyes are trained on me... Like a tingle of electric fire, I can feel it. With the skill of a seasoned waitress, I grab the glass and take it to him. He takes it, rewarding me with a smile of approval. Using his free hand, he tucks my hair behind my ears. I melt into his touch. Reopening my eyes, I am unable to resist the urge to look down. As I'd hoped, the front of his. Her body was still sore from the event before being transported and felt different like her body somehow changed. She managed to try to move her body to her mirror, looked at her reflection and just gasp. She didn’t know what happened but quickly realized that what happened in that dream wasn’t just a wet dream, she is now Akta’s servant. A succubus. Her skin was red, 4 horns appeared around her head, a tail gently swaying behind her and her bust, ass, and thighs received an ‘upgrade’ from this. To be worthy of the love of a good man meant that she must try to become a good woman. But where was she to start? It was as challenging a task in its way as rebuilding Dresden must have been in 1945 or New Orleans today!The icon was still on the wall and she went over and looked closely at it. It looked old somehow. She guessed that it was pretty valuable, although something told her that it was an act of profanity to place monetary value on this particular artefact. She touched it gently and. He knew that Mark was probably the reason why but it sure warmed his heart. When Jacob got back to the house he grabbed a few sandwiches and beer from the refrigerator and then went to his office to get some work done. The first priority for Jacob was putting together a business prospectus on the school and his resort ideas. When he had his ideas written down in an organized manner, he went down to the kitchen to grab a quick dinner and then headed back to the office. Jacob decided to send a.