She had a few hours before her shift at McDonald's, so she killed time by painting her toenails and tending to her fire lizard. She loved the way Rick...'s blue skin shone when it was freshly oiled, and Ricky always communicated to her the pleasure he felt when she tended him.Just now, he lay atop the television, where he frequently slept (she thought he loved the warmth it gave off) when he was well fed and groomed.Linda began to fidget on the bed. Her boobs felt sensitive, almost achy, as. "What the hell," I thought to myself, and then stepped through the doorway.The door led into what was once a large parlor that might have once been filled with children and laughter, families growing in their day to day adventures with the joy of life. Now however it was musty and dingy. Dark curtains hung from the ceiling to the floor on all walls. In the center of the room was a round table covered with a faded old cloth. The table was embellished with a deck of Tarot cards, and there were 3. “Why hadn’t I realized that previously?” I wondered to myself.“They blasted a hole in your wards? The same ones that we can’t get through? They didn’t collapse them?” David asked in an expectant voice.“No, it was a hole big enough for a Demon or a human to get through. It was still there, and the ward was still screaming when I reached the kitchen. It smelled of Witch, Demon, and Black Magic,” I told him. There was another sharp intake of breath at this revelation also.“I hate to tell you, but. She couldn’t, because the fire that he lit in her inner being was quickly starting to flame out of control with his touch. All she could do was moan at his touch. She felt him work his hands across her breasts and over her nipples still being held by her thin bra. They were hardening to stiff points, poking through the material.Richard continued stroking her breasts over the material but tiring of this he slipped his hands inside the cups of her bra. Being a demi style bra, there was not much.