Writing fantasy is not my forte, especially a demon story that needs more backstory on how demons live their lives, but I’m pretty happy with what I...��ve come up with. Are there some things that are a bit unexplained? Well… yes. But that’s what imagination is for. My purpose was to explore Leonard & Lyana’s relationship, not to explain my vision of demonology / morality / etc. I’ve enjoyed that exploration and the conclusion to Leonard & Lyana’s story and I hope you do too. *********** She woke. They had talked for weeks, months even if she counted their first meetings in the chat-room, she counted them, she counted everything. Slowly they grew together, little by little every chat, every message drew them closer. He took his time, held her back from rushing, forced her to let their relationship develop, forced her to put friendship before need, trust before lust. He was everything she wanted, everything but fast. Day by day she felt the trust forming, like a warm coat on a cold day,. “Those,” Karen contorted her face and grimaced, “the streetwalkers?”“Streetwalkers?”Karen shook her head at Na’s echolalia and naivety... “The streetwalkers there ... See the ones nearest to the front? Those are mostly former bargirls; maybe they stole from the bar, a customer, or are too old to work; a lot of them have STDs.”“The ones there,” she nodded towards the further end of the block, “are crooks, gangs, many ladyboys. They go after drunk farangs stumbling out of the bars. They’ll offer. Jay began breathing heavily, his body jerking and getting rigid. He was close and I was ready to swallow his wonderful seed. Jay stiffened up and let out a loud moan but just as he came he pulled his cock out of my mouth and his cum sprayed onto his belly just in front of me. David saw him cum and pulled his cock out of me. I looked disappointed, first at Jay and then at David. David said he had gotten tired and needed a break, then went into the bathroom to remove the condom. I looked down at.