I start to check out for women totally forgetting it was her ID and then 5 minutes into it I hit upon a lady who was around 25 years single, living wi...h roommate in a PG and working in one of those IT shops and her name was Roshni and she thinks she was talking to a lady and we start an interesting bitching about the guys online and how they are so blunt, un esthetic and boring sometimes while the conversations goes, she asks why I (now I am using my fuck buddy’s ID) being married was online. I. “I guess I could go along.”As he said these words, I’d already dragged him to the door.* I parked at the bottom of the hill, and then started up with his hand in tow.“Nice place!” He whistled, looking up at Black’s mansion.“Yeah.” I agreed, single-minded as I pulled him along.“So what drew you to me?” He asked as we walked.“Christ, your cock. Haven’t I made that clear?”He looked somehow disappointed. Odd, most men don’t mind being a piece of meat. Maybe after all the years of people only. I wasn't invisible, in the least. She stared at me as I tried to stay out of sight in the bottom half of the window. Her eyes burned into mine as a small grin formed on her pinkish lips, and my jaw dropped as she tugged her skirt up past her hips, giving me a full view of her fuzzy muff.I stood right up; hell, she was quite aware of me. My hand went into my pants and I began a slow rub with my thumb over my damp cockhead. She smiled bigger now, and her legs parted seductively, somewhat slowly. The beast we were watching was even more stupid than the one on the hill. It preferred to sleep atop a red box rather than within its master's lair. Perhaps it had no master, but a beast loose in the world without a master to control it was a prospect too frightening to consider. Perhaps that was why we were studying that particular hell beast. Whatever the reason, it was clear to me that we were studying it to prepare for the final battle.There were other signs that the Apocalypse drew near..