Jasmines eyes twinkled with the challenge. Not yet! Jumping to her feet, she quickly searched the room, feeling along the hard black walls for a hidde... door. Izial followed behind her, amused. She ran toward the large stone shelves on either side of the cluttered desk and pulled at random objects, hoping that it would unlock a secret room, like on the movies. Her round breasts bounced with each step. The demon watched her movements closely, his arms held loosely behind his back. Wincing. The tall, strong young man smiled fondly at his wife. She was not onlybeautiful, but brainy as all get out, and so damn sweet! He still couldn't believe that a high class, well-educated girl had wanted to marry him! He stood up in his 6'5" 210 frame. As the Arab chieftain had noted, "This one was strong." And strong O'Connell was, both mentally and physically.Rick never thought he would be rich, but he was! The treasure he and Evelyn had brought back from the City of the Dead had realized a. This effectively blocks numbers from showing up on Caller I.D. Not really expecting her to call, I was somewhat surprised when my phone rang...and delighted to see "Private Number" on my screen. "Hello?" I answered with a bit of uncertainty. "Hi, this is Angel," she responded in her sweet voice. "Hello, Angel...So what's on your mind?" I began. "I listened to your profile, and you're a naughty little slut, aren't you?" She giggled and said, "Yes." "Anything goes?" I reminded her. "Yes," she. Hopefully, she couldn’t have children or was on birth control. Hopefully, none of us made her pregnant. I’d be sad if there was a child of mine out there, somewhere, wondering who his father was. Maybe, if she did get pregnant, she told everyone that she was pregnant with someone else’s child, instead of pregnant from gangbanging five, virginal men. I have no idea and, probably, I’ll never know where she is and what she’s doing. Surely, glad that she had turned us all into men, nonetheless, her.