..definitely," I stammered. "Yeah I was actually just about to head out in a little while. You want something to drink?" I looked down from behind her... She sat on my couch, her skirt riding up her silky thighs. I wanted to run my tounge up and down them."No thanks," she said. "Am I messing things up by hanging around here? Did you have plans?" No," I answered quickly. "Nothing special."She stood up and straightened her skirt down. My eyes went right down to her legs and I felt her eyes catch me. On the other hand, I was angry with myself for getting into a situation like this. All of a sudden I was brought back to reality."Did you forget something, Dad? I thought that you would probably spend some time with Mom."I was just about to snap at her that her mom had decided to spend some time with someone else! Instead, when the meaning of her words fully sank in, it was like a slap to my face. She saw me as her new dad. I forced myself to smile to her."Yes, I was just checking if you're. An illusion spell was making red marks appear on her flesh, occasionally leaking blood, in response to the crack of the whip. The illusion wasn’t hard to create in the dim light of the dungeon although having her hands stretched over her head in iron shackles didn’t help. Lust of man and demon limited their sight as well. Controlling her discomfort as well as her fear kept her magic undetected and intact. The situation resembled her mother’s torture at the hands of Michael’s brother.. After a few strokes, she stopped to take a breath. Looking at the shore, she noticed that he was still standing there, staring and admiring her. She did not say a word, just stand there looking at him, waiting for him. Their sights met and finally he read all the desire and passion in her eyes. Suddenly, all of her hugs, teasing and flirting made sense to him. She wants me, just like I want her. How stupid have I been? How could I not see that? A grin slowly showed up on his face. Not the.