He appeared as a tall, decent-looking White guy in his early forties. And he wanted to make a deal with me. Now, I might be new to all things supernat...ral but I do remember that deals with the Devil are bad. So I told him to go fuck himself. Bad idea. The Demon Lord promptly reminded me that he owned me, and could do whatever he wanted with me. The thing about these bad guys from Hell, they’re really full of themselves and short-tempered. I can’t stand the breed but I am forced to deal with. Let me share my first fucking experience with everybody I was 18 years old and in the tenth standad. That was when this happened to me. I was taking tuition for math. Our tuition master was quite a hunk. Let me tell you more about him. He was married with a child. I knew his wife was working and comes home around 6 30pm. Our master works in college and is home by 3.30. Our tuitions are from 4.30 to 6 30. We all used to go to the masters house and learn. He had a study room with chairs and. I've kinda gotten used to that over the past two years. It ain't that bad. I'm not really in this business for the money anyway. It's the thrill of the chase that appeals to me, and the fact that as paparazzi we can legally stalk the hottest women in the world and take their pictures. Nothing they can do about it. Being famous pretty much kills the right to public privacy. And going after a girl like Eliza Dushku, who I've had a crush on for 14 years? Heck, I'd even do that for free.Bax slowed. Nobody considered them to be a true weapon of war. Still grinning, Corred threw it at Dent who grabbed it lightly as it passed by."Good. Now, Mr. Corred, your job is to strike me with your blade in such a way that we could reasonably conclude that you have killed me. You may start anytime you are ready."The big man didn't even wait for Dent to finish the sentence. Immediately he started running at the younger man as fast as possible with the blunted sword over his head in a two handed grip.