Jordan and Angel were sitting at the corner table in Red's Barn drinking shots of tequila and enjoying some burgers and chili cheese fries. Jordan til...ed his head back and raised his second shot, swallowing it in one gulp. "It's been a long week," he sighed as he slammed the shot glass down on the table."You're telling me," Angel sighed.The week had begun with Angel being interviewed by the police, then Jordan asking her to marry him, not to mention they had been invited to dinner at the. ”“Ah, rising damp is it?”“Very, more like dripping wet from the ceiling.”“I can dry it off.”“Really? Just like you could, you know, transport me, and all that bloody cold water, to your room?”“Something like that. It’s unpredictable, magic. I could dry it but as soon as I dropped off to sleep it might all get wet again, or by gathering up all the moisture and sending it somewhere else, like overboard, I might get away with it. Magic is tricky stuff and you have to be careful how you use it.”“It. She started to teas me by spreading her legs as far as she could and teasing the life out of me.Seeing her cute little pussy wrapped snug in that sheer material made me go rock hard instantly.Befor I knew it she was slipping he dress to the side and popping out one of her boobs too. Her big nipples where fully erect and the mood lighting from the bar glinted on both of her nipple rings.She was teasing me more and more by holding that position as long as she could as the bar man was coming to. But trust me, it was still going to be done in my way.Actually, and more to the point, it was going to be done in The Demon’s way.The first thing that I really needed to do was to talk her down off of this emotional cliff that she was teetering on, because If she went over, she might not ever make it back.A little overly dramatic? Sure. But, I stand on it regardless.“What are you?”Speaking around the panties that were still in her mouth, she answered,”I am your property, Sir.”“Is it just part.