I hung back. I knew no one there, and assumed I would be introducedeventually. I wasn't looking at the throng around Arthur and Charlie,but I heard ... few snippets of conversation."He looks awfully young, Arthur," said someone."Do you really think he'll be any good?" said someone else. "The Dameholds the whole show together." We think he'll be very good," said Charlie. "We've seen him doingstand-up. He's great with an audience." Aye, well, beggars can't be choosers anyway," muttered. “Daniel, what are you--” I start, confused that he won’t feed, but Daniel interrupts me. “Shhh. Just relax, I’m a quarter incubus, don’t forget that.” I don’t quite understand the implication before lust fills my body. The last rational thought I have escapes my mind and I sigh in pleasure uncontrollably as he continues up my arm, to my lips. His lips are sweet and his intoxicating smell overpowers my thoughts. The intensity of the kiss begins to build and soon enough I am straddling his lap,. ”“Why should we trust you? You have non-Yr’ch with you!”“Who do you think enabled us to fight the Vultoqi and win? Certainly it wasn’t Beog or Sarkal ... or even the TechnoYr’ch who denied our armies the weapons they needed to win and instead created their own armies to enslave the Yr’ch.”“I was a TechnoYr’ch!”“Then you know I’m talking the truth!”“You mentioned food?” came another question after an awkward pause.“Yes, with the blessings of Ar-Thenna.”“For food, we can talk.”“We’ve managed to. Her legs looked so fucking good as she stood at the sink, her calves tight as her muscles were stretched by the high heels she now wore constantly. She was wearing one of his favorite weekend outfits, a collection of fine chains and a tiny amount of fabric hooked together to form a slave outfit. ‘Definitely not family friendly, at least for a normal family’ he thought, watching the slight twitching of her bare ass muscles as she washed the dishes, her body moving slightly from side to side as.