The virus worked its way up into his head, and he could feel long, curly hair spilling onto his shoulders. The rate of change was speeding up now. Und...r his T-shirt appeared two bumps, quickly multiplying in size. He slapped his hands over them in a desperate effort to stop them growing, as if he could push the lumps back into himself. His breasts started to hurt from the pressure of his hands, which were almost enveloped in the soft flesh he was acquiring. His mind struggled to comprehend what. The profoundly evil Adversary of God. There were countless Demons in Hell. They were immensely powerful. Even locked away in their nightmarish dimension, they could still influence the actions of human beings. On Earth, many demons were worshiped by the primitive humans. The Angels of Heaven kept watch over the Gates of Hell. They would not permit any Dark Angel from leaving the nightmare realm. Demons could slip past Hell’s Gates and venture into the earthly plane. Sometimes, they possessed. Barb, do you want lifeguard or canoes this morning?”Barb said, “I will do lifeguard then canoes this afternoon,” Without ever taking her eyes off of Brad. With a sigh, Barb got up and said she had to go. She took the lifeguard t-shirt from the back of the chair she was sitting on. She put the t-shirt on over her bikini, then went over to Brad and leaned over and kissed him. I saw Brad jump. I swear she had reached under the table and groped him just before she said, “Don’t forget I’m in your. The old double bed in that cheap New Orleans hotel room was a lumpy, squeaking disgrace, too loud to risk it with Bart and Rayeanne snoring away in its twin right next to us, even with the shouts and laughter and the snapping of firecrackers drifting in through the open window. So we had slid off the edge down into the narrow space between bed and wall, me with my back against the flat worn carpet. It was pitch dark and dusty and claustrophobic down there, reminding me of long-ago games of hide.