” The young woman spoke in low tones.Ambrose just rolled his eyes this was going to be harder than he thought. These people had an obviously deep be...ief. Sighing Ambrose again tried to raise the young woman off the ground.“Please stand so I may ask you. I do not like talking to you as if you are nothing.” Ambrose said to the still kneeling young teen.“But Cit ... sir!” She started then changed what she was saying as Ambrose held up his hand. “Sir it is forbidden. I...”“I want to remain unknown. Because the Black Prince can only pervert, not create, his answer to the angels of longing surpassed their originals in all ways. They were beautiful, beautiful beyond measure or reason, creatures of lust and carnal airs, and could turn the heart of a saint from the heavens in a nonce. But they lacked in one respect; they could only mock the act of lovemaking, but never bring it to the fulmination to which Heaven intended.Incubi and Succubi could not bear offspring.Usually, that is.Once in a. But I also remembered then that John had given me the best advice: no excuses. Plus I wasn’t given much time to think about it either, which was probably good. I did hear Kayla’s response this time despite the cheers. ‘Yes it is, soooo naughty.’ But she was laughing when she said it. ‘But I wondered Kayla, about you I mean. About you and Caitlyn. About whether you would do it for her? Cause even if it’s naughty she is so pretty down there. Maybe if she said ‘pretty please’? Would you eat her. Blue. Green. See?”The two stood on the rostrum looking down at the crosshairs formed by the thread. Wesley laid an arm around Pol’s shoulders and gave him a squeeze.“It is important, isn’t it?”“I don’t know,” answered Wesley. “Doc knows much more about significance as opposed to something being merely pleasing. But it is, somehow, inspiring.”Wesley knelt to begin sketching the design once again. This time he sketched the crosshairs vaguely, indicating the signs at each end. Then he carefully.