"But he lives here in this town–surely he sees what is going on and understands how tight things are. Maybe he will let us be a little late this one...time–we've managed somehow to make all the other payments on time to him!" Honey said, "Maybe I should go talk to him, he might listen more coming from me. And I can explain to him..." ABSOLUTELY NOT!" Charles said loudly, "Are you crazy, Honey? Nicholas Sarantos is NOT a man that can be reasoned with or charmed."He is bad news! He is the kind of. Although surprised, she remembered to thank him. There's his smell again. Why haven't I liked man smell before today?As they took their stuff in from the car, he said, "To be first at the Surf-n-Sand, we need to leave here at 5:45. Is that enough time for you? I'm going sit in the tub, then shower, then come for your bags."Her mind raced with the new reality. Shit. I forgot I was moving out. OK, he said I had choices, so I guess I'll go see what they are. She shed her wet tennis clothes. Do I. I was exploring a cave I found, but it turned out to be empty." He saw her eyes look back at the way he had come, and asked "Were you swimming, Jim? Is that Chandra I hear? Naughty boy." She was holding his eyes, something she never did, and he felt a sudden rush of desire. Shit, two weeks without a piece of ass, why not."Sorry it didn't turn out, Syl. Listen, this is a nice spot, huh? Why don't we take a break, swim a little." She grinned wickedly, he thought. "Why Jim, the water's only a foot. "I wish to extend to you, James Marshal, an offer. Serve me. Become my agent."James stared incredulously, processing her words. "…Your what?"Lilith smiled and stood, "My agent." The demoness descended from the dais and moved again toward James. "You've impressed me with your mind, your will, and your lust. A man like you would serve me well. What say you?" As she spoke these last words, she stopped before James. This time however, James felt no supernatural compulsion to move toward her or.