" I turned and quickly stepped into the cool water of the little pool. The water dropped off to about four feet quickly in that spot and I ducked down...totally beneath the water. When I came up from beneath the surface, I remained squatting with my feet on the smooth pebbly bottom with just my head above the surface. It felt so good to be enveloped in the cool clean water. It was a hot day and I could feel the sweat as well as the remnants of his piss washing off my lean young body.I looked up. "Mrs West," I suggested."I can't see her walking Dog when he has to go out. She is a bit frail I think. Once he get past this depression, if a cat crosses his path he will pull most anyone down." Simpson said.We were standing in the shade of the gun shop while Dog lay quietly panting. "I don't know. Hell Eddie I'm the boss. I'll just assign someone to take care of him." You know that would come back to haunt you in a couple of years," Eddie said."Yeah but I'm not leaving him alone," I said."How. I felt his other hand on the nape of my neck firmly pushing me fully over his knee, my hair cascading down to the floor and my small hands clutching at his ankle and leg for support. Jock Gray was still for a moment; obviously taking in the view I was presenting him with. My bottom staring back at him from his lap, honey coloured legs glistening from over pampering and lots of sunshine and my wildly expensive stilettos displaying my shapely legs to perfection.His hand began its work on the seat. "I'm Derek. I'm an incubus." He replied matter-of-factly as he watched her work."An incubus?" Meg asked quizzically as she tried to lay a coffee colored design on her layer of foam. "Isn't like that a demon?"Derek shrugged. "Yeah, we get called that all the time. Just because people don't understand us." Should I be worried then?" Meg asked as she carefully laid her perfect coffee on the counter."That I'm going to drink your coffee?" Derek asked with a furrowed brow, not catching her.