It looked like a bullet wound.“Beauty, look at me.” Her beautiful, golden eyes turned up toward him. “Listen to me, Beauty. When you were wounde... ... just before it happened, did you hear a loud, sharp sound?”The Succubus nodded, confirming his worst fears. Guns. Logan stared at the sword in his hand. Jesus H. Christ, the enemy has guns!“How many hunters, Beauty?” he asked. “How far way?”“Six humans and a Hellhound,” she reported in an exhausted voice. “A day behind.”Logan felt a dark tide of. ” I was hoping to elicit some sympathy from her, and maybe even being let out and getting to cum.“Really?!?! Wow, I guess time flies. But honey, the reamister I bring it up is because I’ve lost the key to your cage.”I was speechless. She said she wasn’t worried, because it wasn’t really a big deal that I hadn’t been let out, and could wait a while longer as it was. Besides, she ‘d still get all the orgasms she needed, as I didn’t need my dick to get her off, just my tongue. “No, honey, it’s not. When he showed up, we could tell that they had something going also. We went to cafe and had a bite to eat while waiting for the bus home as it was getting colder. When we arrived back in the village we parted company, my buddy saying he would see me at my house later. I knew what he had in mind and wished him luck.When we got back to Terri's sister's house all the lights were off and the car was gone. What luck! Just what we had wanted. A place to be alone so we could continue what we had. "Young, black and with big guns, or course." Archer was not a happy man."Of course, I don't suppose they were able to pick anyone out of the police photos?" I asked."No but Maxine, can I trust you?" he asked."You always have Reverend," I suggested."One of the clients is an artist. He got a good look at one of them." With that he handed me a copy machine picture of a man. It was a good enough drawing to identify him, if I found a matching real life face. "Also this is the second one from a.