She had a needle and thread that she had stolen from a seamstress in the next human village; she had once seen how human girls used their delicate fin...ers to stitch together embroidered shirts and handsome dresses and she wanted to give it a try too. She never thought that she would use these things to tend to an incubus. She made sure to brush off the dust on his guts before she pushed them back in. Her hands were soaked in blood and her sensitive nose itched with the scent of wounded flesh. He couldn't make out the words, but Jenny singing to herself was just about unprecedented, and Blake was surprised to hear it. "You do sound like you're in a good mood," he couldn't help but commenting."I had a good time," Jenny said. "Got a couple things worked out. I've been thinking, Blake. Let's shake around, come up with a little new material, something I can work on to take a break from shooting the next couple of months." I don't know what it is about the air back there," Blake said,. ." I continued."Yeah. I would be confused as hell." Guinea pig?" I suggested."I don't wanna be no freaking test subject!" she replied sharply."Like they would give you a choice?" I offered."I'd rather keep it a secret in that case... If they came after me or something, I would... I don't know... move away. I mean I don't wanna be carved apart!" she replied."Calm down. Do you understand now why I asked?" Yes," she replied. "But this is all fantasy."I pulled up a half-grin and said, "Is it?"Her. " Oh Daddy! I'm sorry. It won't hurt for long! Ha!" How many times had I said the same to her when I was teaching her sex? She was now repeating my own words back to me. She raised her left hand to reach up and touch my cheek, a movement she knew I loved. I took the opportunity to sieze her clit, her button as I spoke of it to her, while she had left it unattended. Soon I would have my relief. I knew if I rubbed and teased her clit for just two minutes, her orgasm would be too much for her to.