"I-I d-don't have i-it" I replied. "LIES!!!!!!" the demon screamed and then slit my throat with her talon like nails. I awoke with sweat practically b...eeding off of me. Carefully, I sat up and went around my girlfriend, freaked out to my wits end. As I walked out of my old room, I headed towards the kitchen to get a glass of water. I stepped into the dimly lit kitchen, I felt a freezing breeze blow past me; it sent a chill up my half-awake spine. I leaned against the counter as I drank my. This seemed to piss them off. One of them said, “Damn, I am ready to go home and this fucking faggot is gonna keep me here late.” They pressed me more and more, but I would not say a word. After an hour of pressing and threatening the most intense cop said, “Fuck this. This bitch probably is hiding drugs. Let’s do a BCS.” They picked me up and took me into a little exam type room. They told me to bend over the metal exam table. I said, “What is going on?” “We are doing a body cavity search.. I ordered a Gin and Tonic and sat back, willing the minutes to tick away. I sat sipping my drink and watching the door.A beautiful Brunette walked in, a tall slim man walking behind her. I had my fingers so tightly crossed, "please let this be them." I said to myself. She looked so sexy. She had a stunning body, 34B breasts and neat Brown hair hanging to her shoulders. Her face looked as smooth as silk, I hoped that this was her natural skin and not make-up! She was wearing a pair of skin tight. So then like five minutes later he’d gone and I realised he’d taken my iPod with him. It was then that I started to panic a bit. Not about the iPod, about the date. I mean this was Adam, a client. It was totally against company policy to date a client and besides, what the hell would my dad think?! I already knew I was going though, there was no question about it. My Friday nights usually comprise of like one drink and then going home to geek up on Inheritance Tax and all that crap. Compare.