Facing the lockers, he worked his trunks down. That's when I learned that Zeke and I were definitely related, based on our similar physiology. His coc... was as big as mine. Maybe the head was even a bit larger. He seemed a bit anxious that I saw his partial erection, even though he stared at mine in return.In the car on the way back to the house, we had a shorthand version of a conversation about women. "Why'd she keep whistling to me for made-up stuff?" he asked."She probably thought that. . I don't know how to kill those things... And..." I can do that. You just have to locate them." I don't know how to do that either. I only did what Konrad told me to." I think you can learn. Maybe with his help?" Listen," Melissa said, "I'm very happy Alex is safe and sound, but I've had a... well... I'm not up for problems right now... I'd rather concentrate on my studies." Just so you know," Dawn said and placed her hand on top of Melissa's. Melissa met Dawn's gaze. She felt herself getting. She grabbed me by thearm and pulled me to my feet where I wobbled uncertainly for a fewseconds. The woman produced a chain and clipped it to the ring on thecollar around my neck and pulled me along behind her, the video camerasaround the room recording every second of my humiliation as silently asI endured it. She led me to the computer station where I saw myself onthe screens."How's it going? Are we ready?" she asked the other. "We certainly are,this little slut has produced a lot of interest. A demon. One of the many infernal entities who have been graced with the ability to blend into human societies with minimal risk of detection. Unlike our more chaotic kin who delight in embracing the worlds they visit in fire and brimstone, Hornless are far more subtle, like a whisper in the wind, the third voice in one's consciousness given a living, breathing vessel, disguising ourselves to spread sin and debauchery in silent, conspiratous wakes. This immortal shell of shape changing flesh.