He acted real sad about this. He did say one thing and that was not to blame my sister for anything. Dad wouldn't say what I wasn't to blame her for j...st that it was a secret that she promised to keep. Then he said he was the one who was totally at fault and she was a good girl." Mother never knew he talked to me. Dad made me promise not to say we talked and I haven't to this day. He did say to trust my mother, for she was a good person and wasn't at blame for the trouble and it was him who was. Just to be sure, I stepped back into my apartment. Again there was the strange shifting feeling, though less this time, and the odor was gone. The temperature was normal again.“Demie?” I hissed into the living room. It was unlikely that she was here, but she would know what to do about this better than me.I waited. Nothing.Sighing, I went back into the lab. There was another slightly open door near the corner opposite the cauldron, so I went there.“Hello... ?” I said as I opened it wide.There. ”“Don’t worry mate.” He said, “I’m glad about it. When I agreed to bring her along, I didn’t realize she had a thing for me. She’s friends with my wife, I thought everything was clear.”“But Mike, I saw you two together.” I told him.“Heather ... Well, she’s pretty intense. A vortex, so be careful.”“Are there any condoms aboard?” I asked.“No.” he said.The wind picked up the next day and the boat was heeled over to starboard. The deck angle was uncomfortable but we made good headway for several. She had found the sheer amount of sexual energy within me to be irresistible, and she hadn’t held back. Revealing her true demonic form and using her own form of magic, she had pumped the air full of pheromones that drove me into a frenzy of lust.I was taking a bit of a gamble on an idea I had. I was planning on using my existing powers to keep from being affected by her pheromones, and to mask my power reserves. If I could do that, I should be able to talk to the Succubus shopkeeper Esme.