“I almost killed you the first time I fucked you, Kate,” I explained, wincing from the memory of taking her from behind as her collapsing magic po...tal cut her in half. “Plus, this love you’re feeling? It’s only from your potion.”She took my hand. “Is it so difficult to think that you’re worthy of love, Tom?”I thought about it for a moment. My whole life had turned into this weird gothic nightmare when I had set a homeless person on fire as a sacrifice to summon Demie from Hell! She had then. You’re French or Belgian or something, aren’t you?” “French,” corrected Janine, slightly offended that anyone might think she was some kind of Walloon speaker. If her ear had been more attuned to English, she’d have noticed that this girl had a Geordie accent scattered with evidence of her time in London. “Well! Whatever!” the girl sniffed. “Anyway, I’m Molly and I live here.” “So this is your party.” “Well, our party. I just live here. But it’s fucking kicking, ain’t it? It’s the biz!” She. "Here, have a drink and let's have alittle break honey." No, I can't," whined Charlie. "I've been holding it for over an hour. Itold you that earlier. Please I actually forgot I even had to go, withall this going on today." Drink up, princess," said Chloe, holding it to his mouth."Stop. Please," cried Charlie as she opened another now, pressing it tohis lips.He was squirming around in the stroller as she took her other hand,touching his neck. Her cold fingers were driving him crazy as he had. She thinks I took the hint because after I finished the beer I came into the kitchen where she is sitting at the table, also drinking, and asked where I should put the bottle. " Just set it on the counter," She told me, " Do you want anything else?" " No, thanks..." I said, still lingering at the kitchen doorway. " Anything at all?" She asked, standing up. Then she dropped the robe. All she had on is a black bra and a black thong and neither one of them left much to the imagination. At first I.