A matching chain crumbled away as it led off into the distance—his pact with Lucifer. I found my own collar. It crumbled into rust as I ripped it. M...rk and I had far more power than Lucifer ever possessed. We had the power of all the greater demons that had escaped hell—Lucifer, Lilith, Molech, Astarte, Dagon, and more.More souls appeared around us. When Mark died, he dragged more than my soul down into Hell—he dragged all those bound to us by the Zimmah ritual—our sluts, the bodyguards, our. With 15 steps by Radiohead playing in the background, we continued to ravage each other. Still standing, moving around the room, he lead me to the ottoman. As the back of my legs met the sofa, I lied back as he straddled me on the ottoman. With our mouths still thoroughly entwined, his begin gyrating his cock against mine. Our balls were slapping against each others. As the song came to an end, Steven slowly lifted himself off of me. As bodysnatchers started playing, he walked around the. "Now that we're all BFFs, how are wegoing to get you and Matt together?" We're not dating," Jordan protested. "And--" She gave Matt a challenge," Angela broke in, grinning. "Matt has tothrow eight touchdowns in a game before she'll date him." I LOVE IT!" Chantel squealed. "Football men love challenges! What anAWESOME idea, Jordan! And even better when the challenge helps hiscareer. You are one smart sister! But we need a backup plan in case itdoesn't pan out. Ladies? What should our backup plan. 308 caliber and 200 Remington 12-gauge semiautomatic shotguns, and an assortment of various hunting, skinning, and pocketknives, Leatherman tools with cases, and different types of sharpening tools and stones. I also had my personal Colt Trooper Mark III revolver with 6-inch barrel that I’d bought back in the mid 1970s and usually wore in a western holster during gun shows.In my built in safe hidden under the floor of the trailer I also had sound suppressors I’d custom built for the M9s and the.