Once I got the hang of it, I found the world to be far more fascinating than ever before. As Coach and I walked through the city, I saw the nonhumans...for what they were. A tall blonde woman who walked around holding hands with a tall, slim young black man was actually a Succubus, a member of the elite class of high-ranking female demons. The young black man she was with wasn’t human either. Not one hundred percent. He was a wolf-man. Unlike werewolves of legend, wolf-men and wolf-women weren’t. I peeked over the dune and saw them, still too far for them to be able to tell I was naked.As their voices got louder, I snuck another peek, they were close, but I wanted them just a little closer. After about two minutes I stood up, looking up the beach away from them, shook the sand out of my towel and laid back down. Just a few seconds after I stood up it got quiet, they must have seen me and shut up, now I was getting horny, I didn't know what was going to happen, but I new a bunch of. CHINKIt bounced.If it had been gravel the trowel would have stuck. The sound would have been more of a ‘snick.’But No ... it bounced.At the moment of “Chink” I could have been convinced to buy a bridge, any bridge. At the first chance I did buy a Monster Millions Lottery ticket.I recalled a Far Side cartoon. The apprentice undergrad has uncovered a bone in the side of the trench and mentioned it to the departing Professor.“Very interesting, Carstairs. We’re leaving.”The complete skeleton of an. Stretched taut she presented to Him a perfect backdrop for His sadistic ways.He loved to test her this way, often wondering where her desires to please Him ended and her masochistic nature began, she swung so easily between the two that at times her intensity was an overpowering drug. One He craved.He stood back and studied her closely, the bruises across her breasts still a brilliant violet colour, fresh from the leather belt that had kissed her skin two nights previously. He lifted one full.