”I parked myself in the chair that sat on a right angle to his as he poured us both glasses of something from the decanter on the armrest table. I t...ink it was scotch but being seventeen at the time I was no real cognisor; we clinked our glasses together and drank, the taste was smooth and rich and had just a hint of oak to it.“That’s really good,” I said, setting down my glass and turning back to my grandfather. “Thirty-two year old Black Highlander,” he replied, leaning back in his chair. “I. The beach wasn’t too crowded and the feeling of sand on the bottom of my feet was perfect. Alex skipped around like a kid at a candy store. We eventually found two multi-colored beach chairs under an umbrella close to the water. What luck!A few weeks after Alex gave birth, she got the urge to start working out. And boy did she ever. She went hard in the gym, and now the girl damn near has a six pack. She got her figure back and then some. Not to be outdone, I got in on the gym wave and now both. I reached up touching his cheek. I could smell his aftershave. We kissed again more passionatly then the first kiss. His hands travelled down my back of my robe. I couldnt believe i was in the arms of this man. He stopped kissing me and walked to get his glass of wine. "Im hungry for you not for food" he said taking my hand leading me to the bedroom.Placing the glass on the bed side table he kissed me again his lips pressed hard on mine. As his tongue entered my mouth his hands untied my robe. This is your night, Matthew. I can absolutely, positively guarantee you that this is going to be the best Halloween party of your entire life.”“What did you do?” Matt had asked him, jokingly. “Sell your soul to the Devil?”Dave looked very startled, but then laughed and replied, “Something like that, Matt. But that’s my problem, not yours.”Everything which Dave had told Matt that day was absolutely true, including his response to Matt’s final question. David Wilcox had sold his soul to the Devil.