I thought you somehow knew. Ijust found this very warm and nice place to cuddle in. Oh, but I thinkour time here is up. Someone is..."----------------...-"Noah, Noah?" the voice brought me back to reality. I woke up in mybed, in the place I vaguely remembered falling down to, and groggilycrawled up to my feet. Mom was standing next to me."Are you OK, Noah?" she asked."I... I think so," I gave her a muffled reply."Well you better... Hold on!" she abruptly stopped when she touched myshoulder. She. Although, you don't feel he would ever do anything harm you, you can't help but feel as if he hides a lot more than he shared with you for the majority of your life.You have your doubts about your grandfather, because of the way he treats you, he always put his hands onto your shoulders and massaged them throughout a period of five minutes, you can recall times his hands have slipped onto your breasts as they were developing, you can also recall times that he whispered things in your ears. But. “Can I bring a friend along, Dad?” Sarah asked me over the phone. My heart stepped up a beat, remembering what had happened when Nadia had stayed at my place in Paris earlier that year. “Nadia?” I asked hesitantly. “No, not Nadia,” Sarah answered, sighing, “Katie. She’s English.” I vaguely remembered having met Katy about four years before in Germany. She was a bit plump at that time, with a rather bland-looking face. She had seemed rather reserved, preferring to shy away as quickly as possible. You’re forty years old, I can see. Well, compared to the past four decades of your life, your eternity will witness far more sex than you ever dreamed possible in your days upon this Earth. You’ll be humping your way through life from this point onward, trust me. Since the Rapture has already happened and those souls so inclined are gone, no man or youth aged at least fourteen years will be safe from your lust, which is good news for them. The reporter was right. The demon life is the only way.