..So apparently I am stuck here until I turn 18 years of age which is weird since I have the intelligence of an adult already. I mainly am just missin... the knowledge of this world. I know the basic bodily functions, I know the demonic language, I know enough to be annoyed that all I can do for 18 years is read these stupid books.A few books later...So a god decided to make the rule that demons can't be summoned for 18 years, something about being too gullible then becoming assholes. That won’t. I had hope of so many great things to come.We sat quietly for the rest of the trip, thankful that BD had decided to save gas and open the windows, so the smell of Marie's wet pussy vacated the car, though the wet spot was long to dry.We started to notice a change in terrain and suddenly the horizon changed from the blue of the sky to the blue of the ocean. Before us lay the coast, and on it was spotted many resorts. We were at our destination.We pulled up to a towering plaza and a valet took. I felt that I met his needs too. We had an unconditional love. We could stand naked in front of each other and be unafraid of what the other would think. How many people can admit to receiving that kind of loving? How many of us can say we haven’t judged another person at some point? We never judged each other. Nothing else existed unless I wanted it to. My family, my own children and husband… they were all completely secondary to my online love. But still, I met their needs too. I gave my job. “Be nice Becky. I’m sure Mr. Richardson can use all three of you girls. The receptionist said with a smile.Just then the office door opened up and a tall thin black man in a three-piece business suit appeared holding a clipboard in his hands. “Danielle?” he called out to the room.”Right here sir.” I said, rising out of my chair and picking up my attaché case.“Right this way girl. And you can cut out that ‘Sir’ stuff. You can call me Carl.”“Good luck Danielle!” Melody said as I followed Mr..