That was a stupid fucking plan, DaBigBoom thought."What about the succubus?" Bob asked."DaBigBoom will take care of that," Pihanga said, again with th... crafty gleam in her eye.DaBigBoom looked at the succubus again. Or more particularly, at the way her breasts bounced up and down as she floated a few inches above the ground. He was down with that part of the plan."His is the second most important role," Pihanga said."Because if the succubus gets out of that path she'll cream us all," Bob. This has got to stop." "Does it?" he asked watching her and once again moving towards her, it was a shock that his erection was beginning to strain against his pants again. He hated what she stood for but by god he wanted her. Whatever hold she had on him hadn't been sated in their earlier moment of passion, in fact he wanted her more. Wanted to bury himself so deep inside her that he lost himself completely, what was it about her? "Don't you want me Sage?" his voice was low and kind as he. "Like I'm going to admit that one of my co-workers - a _male_ co-worker at that - is a better looking woman, is less inhibited, and is a sexy dancer?" That's what I thought."Tina watched Corina carefully. "You're not telling me the whole story, though. Are you?"Corina glanced sharply at Tina, then she looked down. The two were sitting at an all-night restaurant, having a very early breakfast of omelets. "No." Go on."Corina looked up, and for the first time, Tina saw something she hadn't. We sat down on a leather couch and I placed my drink on the coffee table. She looked compassionately at me, at least I thought that was her expression. ‘John, I know you have Asperger’s Syndrome and have a very hard time reading people’s physical and social cues. But I never thought you would take that scheming little bitch for serious. She’s after a position in society. Meaning no offense, my friend, but you just don’t measure up to her vision of the ideal mate. She has a whole checklist of.