" Trevor grabbed his bag and headed for his room. It was just as he had left it two years ago when he left for college. The walls were littered with r...bbons and plaques, The Newberry Award, The Rothmore Applied Sciences Grant, The Tri-City Academic Bowl Top Prize, the "You Are Here" Spiral Galaxy Poster and of course a photo of his idol Nicola Tesla. After devoring the platter of Tacos Trevor decided to wash the road off of himself. The shower felt great, the Hot water cascading down his. They had already stocked the pantry at the farm, so meals, even for an extended stay wouldn't be a problem. Both guys were better than average cooks, and they had plenty of things to choose from. They loaded what they didn't already have, plus several changes of clothing and some heavy coats, and headed to the farm.Dave had called everyone in his crew and told them the news, and told them that they would not need to show up at the job site because of the weather. Then, too excited to sleep, he. Male version, Incubus. Well, he didn’t feel like a victim, but the rest made sense. That would explain her obsession with consuming his sexual fluids. Was that what drove her to find him again after their first encounter? If so, why him? If this truly was hell, then there should be no shortage of damned souls wandering about to feed on.Logan filed that one away for later. One more unanswered mystery to figure out.The demon girl noticed him watching her and smiled.He blinked in surprise. That. “Please?” “What is it?” Bobby asked. “Could you... could you help me practice my routine?” I asked him. “I've been struggling recently.” “I don't know,” Bobby answered. “I'm not familiar with, you know, cheerleading and that type of stuff so...” “I just need you to do some holding and provide some feedback on my cheers,” I told him. “Nothing complicated. I just need some help. Please?” Bobby sighed. “Okay, but quickly,” he answered. “I have a lot of things to do, and I can't afford to fall any.