..." I couldn't make a sentence from the shock. "Relax. This is a colleague of mine. I've told him about our arrangement; and, he wondered if you'd b... interested in... umm...extending the deal to him." I stood there, naked and wet, with these two guys in front of me. Until a fortnight ago, I'd only ever slept with my boyfriend. Now, I was being offered up like... I don't know what! The other guy stood up. "Look, sorry, I thought James had explained. I've got £300 for you, but obviously if. Your tricks have gone too far this time and it has cost us dearly. I see no choice but to take from you your divinity and banish you to the realm of mortals."A slim, handsome young man in flamboyant jeweled clothing stands before his mother, running his fingers through his short black hair as he speaks, "Well, that's certainly a better fate than father is resigned to." He chuckles.The queen sighs, "I truly hope you learn something before your now inevitable end, my son." She reaches out and a. Lick that pussy good. Oh, lick it good. Hmmmmmmm. Ooooooooh! Shit! Shit! Oh, fuck! Fuck! Haaaaaaaa! Haaaaaaaa! Oh, shit! Oh, that feels so fucking good. Right there. Oh, yes. That's the spot. Oh, baby." We locked lips once more with her tongue practically down my throat. She was hungry. She was starving. This was not the same Mrs. Potter I once knew all those years ago. . He shakes his head, clearing her from his mind like an image from an Etch a Sketch, erasing her from his thoughts as fate has erased him from the thoughts of those who surround him. This world is still incomprehensible to him. The customs, the languages, the politics are all still strange, foreign, unknowable. For so long, it has been far better to remain here, in the darkness, with only a radio and the illusion of humanity’s companionship for companionship. The hunt is what has kept him.