“There’s nothing more to say except goodbye. So goodbye.” He hung up the phone before she had a chance to respond.A few moments later the phone ...ang again. Sandy picked it up. After identifying herself, she listened for a moment and then said, “I’m sorry. Mr. Fitzpatrick is in conference. He is not available to Miss Simpson. Goodbye.”She looked at Cliff fondly. “Am I to interpret that statement as a proposal of marriage? When you said you were out with the girl you intend to marry? If so, I. Conner and Robert wanted to hold prices down to increase accessibility, Claudia wanted a slightly higher price to insure profitability. Larry argued for a even higher pricing.When the dust settled, The game, playable on most systems, would sell for fifty pounds. The game headset, that let players enjoy the full effect would be two hundred fifty pounds. The medical scanner would be leased for a hundred thousand per year. Lisa wrote some draconian copy protection into our software. Patents. Small blue sparks set my nose straight, and stopped the bleeding. With slight trepidation, I sent out a small probe at the Demon.We were touching, and with this contact I should be able to learn all about the Demon's nature.I slipped past his human form easily, and delved into the inner monster.There, I found no comfort. My probe was greeted by a rolling ocean of unholy power. Blood red magic rolled and turned violently ... raging against its confinement.The Demon's hand pressed upon my. While she was being held, Bob worked his finger into her arse. "Fucking whore," he snarled. "You gonna get a cock up your arse for that! Hold the bitch!" He managed to get two fingers into Doris's arse, then tried to get his cock into the tiny hole. Ignoring Doris's desperate cries, he gradually he worked it in. The sight of Doris's almost naked body on her knees was one of extreme sex. It was as if she was offering her neat round bottom, and getting rewarded by Bob's cock penetrating her arse..