I've made prostitutes of them all! That's what I've done!" Adam's voice broke. "Tell her she's got to come back to me! She's just got to!"Stan looked ...t Helen. The pale and disheveled wife was standing up. She wavered a bit and then steadied herself."Tell him, I'll be home in a little while!" she said, half- smiling, half-weeping.Nervously, Adam paced up and down the apartment until at last he heard the familiar sound of the elevator stopping at the landing outside. He rushed to the door and. (The voice of a hard well dressed man behind a barren leather trimmed desk, ‘You have a talent, for finding these demons that hide in human form. We simply give you a card, the weapons, and the training to dispatch them. You will not be prosecuted or imprisoned. You will be doing the world an important duty by saving the souls of these fallen children, as well as doing their immortal souls and their parents a favor.’ ‘Your reward? I foresee a wealthy and quiet retirement for you. All this. Next I see myself on that screen. Darren walks back over.“Lets say that again, for the camera. Would you like to get fucked again?” He asks me again.“Yes sir. I loved the feeling of your cock in me. I would love to get fucked again and again.” I reply eagerly. This is turning me on.“Do you want to be my little slut for black cock, and get fucked over and over?” He asks a second time.“Yes, please. I am your black cock slut and want to get fucked again and again. Fill my ass with cum. . “Nor have I ever acted inappropriately with any sixth-form girls,” I lied. (Yes, I’m a hypocrite, so sue me).“You must be. Malcolm would not lie to me!”“He clearly did. Otherwise you wouldn’t be making a spectacle of yourself here,” I shrugged, clearly not intimidated by her ire at all.“Why you!” she began and raised a hand as if to hit me.“Miss Hatchett, a word in my office, if you please!” came the chilling tones of the headmistress.The Hatchett turned white as she realised she just may have.