Sort of a dreary mashup of decaying urban, unsuccessful industrial / warehouse low-rises, and some faded rural dreams. I got out and blinked in the mo...rning sun. June temp already in the 90s and heading north.I walked, poking my head into a storage facility that smelled of sweat and surrender. Some daytime businesses were hanging on - a gas station, corner bodegas, payday loans. A television and vacuum repair shop with ancient, dusty consoles in the window.My head felt itchy under the wig so. She won'treach out to seize her womanhood and live it!"She sighed with contentment when she saw the dinner I'd prepared,and we chatted about beautiful, trivial things while dining. Thenafter sipping our espresso I silently led her into our bedroom. Weundressed together. I couldn't take my eyes off her. As we bothreached nakedness, I took her in my arms, my swollen prick pressedagainst her belly."That was so lovely, Darryl," she said in a low, satisfied voice. "You do take such good care of. . It's me, Daph-" A pause and a widersmile. "Yup!" And another pause. "Hey, I hate to do this to you, but Ihave just made my first, last night... She is rough around the edges, andis in need of a little beautification..." Daphne held her breath... atthe squeal of delight that the succubus on the other end of the phonemade. "We need a service today, I know it could be expensive... but.."Scott looked a little worried when she mentioned 'Expensive,' but Daphnedid her best to project a reassuring. Nora stood facing away from me, her ass only inchesfrom my face. “Ask your goddess’s permission to kiss her ass.” Annetold me.I didn’t say anything, and only a moment passed when Isuddenly felt Anne’s hand snake around me and take holdof my nipples. She just grasped them lightly as shegrowled in my ear,“ASK your goddess’s permission to kiss her ass.”Once again I paused, and this time I was plunged intopain as Anne cruelly pinched my nipples. I.