”“You don’t even know him, Jane,” she said, pleading her case.“You’re right, I don’t. I DO know John though and I know how much this has...hurt him since you told him. He probably hasn’t told me all the shitty things that you two have done to make him miserable this year, but he’s told me enough that I might kill him myself. At the very least, if you ever bring him to try to meet the family, I’ll wreck the whole day trying to put him in the hospital, so if Mom and Dad love him and want him. "My name is Ekracthul, Scourge of Spirits.” The demon uttered it’s name in a prideful timbre, as if it had not had the pleasure of doing so in countless centuries.“Scourge of Spirits?” she asked, stalling for time. “How did you earn that name?"The Druthulidi chuckled, sending tremors through the chamber and bits of rubble raining from the ceiling, “You will find out soon enough, my child."“I’m not your child.”“You will be,” countered the demon.The tentacles invading her space on the altar. The paths were covered with soft grass of the most brilliant green, and it was cool and rippled from side to side though I could feel no wind. I heard a woman’s voice, deep and unearthly, yet lovely as the bells on a spring morning. “Choose carefully, bar-Telannin, for your true love grows here.” I turned and faced a woman, not young, but hardly old, and more beautiful than I imagined possible. Her hair was black as night, skin shiny and brown, limbs more fair than any woman I could remember.. Her ass was pretty juicy too, she knew her rectum must be full of sperm, it was running down her crack and down the insides of her thighs. The next black man up complained, ‘this bitch is gettin’ damn messy, can’t we clean her ass up?’ Bull thought for minute and sure enough had the solution. He came out from behind the bar carrying what look like some sort of pump. Actually it was some sort of penis enlarger. It was a pump that had a clear tube to insert your cock and a plunger that when.