"Oh, I was in the area and just thought I'd drop by," the man said, his eyes glowing red and a hint of horns starting to emerge from his forehead."Gru...hsorik!" Claire gasped and then leapt into his arms. She wrapped her legs around his waist and kissed him deeply. He stepped inside and closed the door behind him. She could feel him changing beneath her, his faux clothing fading into demon flesh, his tongue becoming pointed as it danced with hers. After several minutes of hot and heavy kissing,. Sophie closed her eyes and gently swayed with the music, letting go of the stresses of the day.Before long she began to hear gentle moans from across the room. She opened her eyes and noticed a couple opposite her.A beautiful woman with flowing blonde hair tilted her head back and to one side as the dark-haired man who had been sitting beside her was kissing her neck, his hands inside her trousers, stroking and caressing her. Sophie felt tingles growing between her legs.With the calming,. Especially down below. Lastthing I remembered was the screaming, then the crunch. I looked over,and saw Mom and Dad sitting next to the bed I was in. The settingsstarted to be more recognizable, as I realized I must be in a hospitalbed. I heard a faint beeping and whooshing from what appeared to be arespirator behind me. I got the sense that I had been here a while. Ilooked at Mom and Dad, an unfamiliar hose tugging at my mouth Bruisescovered their faces, and it looked like my mom had a broken. But her mistress said her allowance would be increased at the new brothel, and that the men in the new city appreciated older women more.Helena was now thirty-two years of age, and though she had done well, she could see the rich elite men rarely asked for her anymore. She mostly saw middle class men, who could not afford to own pleasure slaves, and could not afford to rent the younger girls from the brothel.Helena didn't mind seeing middle class men at all, but her money had really dropped.