Lamb was watching her from his studio window, drawn at first by the music, but then he found himself absorbed with her endearing clunkiness. She made ...im think how grace and perfection were cold, lifeless things. Perhaps even annoying. Beauty wasn't in the final grasp, but in the reaching out. The girl obviously assumed she was alone as she danced awkwardly across the open, hardwood floor of the converted factory loft. There were wide banks of windows looking out on the river and cityscape. 'Wow, must be a good hand said Barry; but I'm game for that, you look so hot, but how do we know you mean it?'She wrote out a note which confirmed she would fuck or blow each one of them in turn whilst I would have to watch and confirmed she meant it by giving a quick flash of her tits.'Yep, I'm in as well' both Jim and Sam said quickly!With confidence I laid down my 3 Kings and 2 Tens.'Beats me' said Barry; 'And me' said Sam. Just one hand to beat.Jim said 'I've just got a pair of Aces' 'Yes'. I’m amazed I got to sl**p at all. At least, I think I slept! I lay nude on top of the covers, my long, smooth left leg lying straight, with my equally-smooth right leg drawn up, as though I were posing cheesecake-style for a man. All of a sudden, my bedroom became hot. Like 95 degrees hot. Then, at the foot of my bed, a dark mist formed, growing and coalescing as I lay mesmerized before it. Then it took form! It was a demon. Dark red in color, with ram horns and glowing black eyes. (Glowing. I really hadn’t said much during all of this. I guess I didn’t know exactly what to say. I was about to find out how seriously she was taking this opportunity. “Open your mouth”, she ordered. I complied and felt something being forced into my mouth. She quickly fastened the gag behind my head and cinched it tight. I realized that I had just been ring gagged. I could extend my tongue though the opening but could do nothing but mumble. I felt her weight on me as she straddled.