Several covered aspects of magic that I just wasn't interested in. But there was one ominous looking one covered in black leather that was just what I...wanted. It covered all kinds of summoning spells. How to summon nature spirits, forgotten gods and even low level angels. But the part I was fascinated with was summoning demons. Specifically one kind of demon, a SUCCUBUS. A female demon that was all about sex. What was not to love. Oh, the whole eating your soul or sucking out your life force. I could not see his face, but I knew he got a smirk.“You...” I started.“You don't just like me right?”“I love you.”“Good”, he said while massaging harder.“And what else do you love?”“Your feet.” I said. Despite repeating this ritual every morning, I still felt ashamed.“And how do you like them?”“Bare.” I had to admit as always.“Only?”“No, also when you wear socks.”“Which socks?” he continued, unsatisfied.“The white tennis socks, and the blue socks for trekking.”“Well, well....” he said in an. Our bodies are so beautiful to look at and touch, it wouldn’t be natural if we weren’t fascinated by them.” Suzi paused. She hadn’t meant to make all of that sound like a lecture – and how much of that was her trying to convince herself that the feelings she had had for so long were perfectly normal? “When I saw you at the party last night you looked so good I just knew I had to have you…it was making me wet just watching you dance, for God’s sake; the way you move, the light on your skin. I. Then, she went home to her empty house and I remained home alone in mine.For the months that followed, I threw myself into my work - often not arriving home until late at night. Before going to bed, I would have a single glass of wine while standing on the back deck looking up at the stars and licking the wounds of loneliness. More times than not, Camelia would be sitting on her deck as well with her hands folded in her lap listening to the comforting sounds of nature.She was still a striking.