“Ehhh...” was the noncommittal answer.Anita went around to her side of the bed and climbed in, turning off the ceiling light and turning on her la...p on the nightstand. After a few minutes more, John turned off his bedside lamp and set his book aside. “Good night, honey. I love you,” he said.“I love you, John.” Anita snuggled up to her husband but left her lamp on.Any questions John had about his wife’s intentions were answered when she slipped a hand under the covers and began fondling his cock. ?Well don’t you know you’re our new bitch, in fact you’re my new bitch! And you’re smooth as they come, just like a real girl what more could I want. Now I can fuck a real girl instead of that hairy boy Matthew up in g wing.? He chuckled to my confused state, then a wave of terror flowed through me, ?fuck me, ?girl? oh no, oh my god. Before I could think any further he’d taken the large dildo and I felt the spikes on my hole, my hole that had never had anything enter it before today.?Usually. Our ability to impose our will on the mortal mind is nothing more than having the confidence of our many years and the benefit of our physical perfection. That’s why my words carried a persuasion no mortal could match. So Virginia listened. Although frightened and confused by the dizzying events to which she’d been subjected, her panic was easing. Pleased, I steepled my fingers and relaxed comfortably into my chair. “As to my name, I am Caius, and it’s important for you to trust me. Do you. ”“So sex is better if you have to work for it?” Nancy teased.I laughed, “I’m not sure that translates exactly. I think chemistry is much more important than how much effort is put into getting to that point! And I think love enhances it.”“So you’re saying it gets better?”I shrugged, “I suppose we’ll find out if we get to that point.”And that was in doubt after the conversation we’d just had. Nancy sounded suspiciously like Dean Parker, though not as extreme, and that raised red flags for me..