Of course, everyone knew that devils and demons had many monikers, some known while others weren’t; some were even known by similar aliases or even ...he same moniker as another demon or devil; Delvin was likely intended to be part of a sort of plan or contingency that never came to pass or was part of a long game. The point being his mother was someone that never knew his father really was. Still, she was highly devoted to him, to a practically fanatic level at times, likely the result of some. Like most houses in the area, her’s was fenced and gated all the way around. I guess there is a lot of crime there but lately it seems that crime is on the rise everywhere. So this morning, I’m trying to remember where she lives and I’m driving kind of slow through the neighborhood and I spot this nice looking black man walking on the side of the street coming straight towards me. He is dressed like most of the younger men in the area, long basketball shorts, baseball cap, nice tennis shoes. While I wasn't sure what she was getting at with these ideas, I wentalong with them because I didn't know what else to do. By now I was usedto shaving my pits and legs, but shaving testicles is not for the faintof heart!That next morning as I was getting dressed and squeezing into her tightpush up bra, she spontaneously splashed a little bit of milk from hercereal onto the pads of that bra. "What in the hell?", I thought. Thenshe giggled for some odd reason and left me to finish up. Just. I’m sure if she ever needed it she could overpower me very easily, and she enjoys pinning me and trapping me with her body, but of course she only needs to tell me what she wants for me to do it. Except if what she wants is me biking with her.“I’m going on a 5-day biking trip tomorrow. Easter’s a good time to take time off and I need some real cycling.”“You don’t want me to go with you, I hope”, I said.“I do want you to come with me, but I know it’s impossible. I could really do with you to.