And no offense Jeff, but she's my grandc***d, not yours." I knew she wasn't jealous, it was just that she wanted Becky to have fond memories of Patty ...fter she passed away. Now it was getting harder to be with Becky alone. The only bright spot was that Patty was a member of a bridge club that played every Tuesday, and a member of a ladies church club that met on Friday evenings. So I told Becky to spend some time with her grandmother, and we could be alone when she goes to her bridge club or on. , for the production of batteries for the consumer market. We inked a deal with Mag Instrument, Inc. the makers of the MagLite flashlights. Within two years they planned on selling nothing but Obsidian fuel cell powered MagLites. The entire smoke detector and emergency lighting industries were in an uproar as well, as they scrambled to be the first to offer units that were good for the life of the owner.The deals with Sony and Panasonic for the rights to manufacture fuel cells for the digital. I took a deep breath through my nose for the first time in days. I smelled the smell of Jill.I felt the feel of her, too; the warmth of her body, her breasts up against my back and her mound pushing into my butt. Her left arm was draped over my side, her fingers barely touching the mattress in front of me. I took her hand in mine and pulled it into my chest. She moved a bit, settled into my butt a little closer and moaned contentedly.I felt like eating a big breakfast consisting of eggs, bacon,. Elayne rubbed her own clit while licking the demon's thick rod with her tongue. It smelled a bit like sulphur and tasted sour, but as she was deeply under the demonic charms, she didn't flinch. In fact she took pride in feeling the demon's cock harden against her lips.The Demon Lord groaned with a dark voice and looked at this fragile human female with hungry eyes. It would be lovely to tear her apart, drink her warm blood right from her throat. He would love to hear her screams as he tore her.