" You sure?" Yeah." Alright then. Are you ready to go to sl*ep?" I am exhausted." Melanie admitted."Come on, you can sl*ep in my bed with me, there is... plenty of room." Carly said as they started toward her room. "You don't kick in your sl*ep like Sam does, do you?" No. I don't think so." Okay."* * *As Melanie and Carly went to bed, Sam and Freddie were back in his old room, arguing."I can't believe you would tell Melanie that." Sam said. "And I can't believe you eavesdropped on us." I told you. The hardest part was finding someone to accommodate my little fetish.Since I was in my teens I had always dreamt of golden showers, but my wife and I tried it years ago and she was somewhat disgusted by it and never wanted me to mention it again. So THAT didn’t work out very well. As I’m getting older and seeing more and more of it on the internet I decided to make it happen. Her going out of the country was the perfect opportunity. I talked with a buddy of mine one night after work. He is one. . calm...OH, FUCK! I shouldn’t have done that. Pretty much the last thing I needed to think about was the last time I went on a plane. I had to land the bloody thing! Okay, technically the last time had been my flight from Doha back to to London, but I am pretty sure Caroline spiked my Diet Coke, because I don’t really remember much of that flight and she did insist I try it with a twist of lime. I remember being quite hungry at the baggage belts, which isn’t very likely if you’ve been in First. I have come to tell you that I would be willing to accept these terms." You're serious!?" Quite. Now do we have a deal." No." His eyes flared a bit at this, he looked like he was about to speak, but you cut him off,"I will sell you my soul, for some other conditions though." And WHAT would that be, boy?" He replied, sounding a bit annoyed."The ability to control the mind of anyone I want." You smirked. This was something you'd wanted your whole life.The devil sighed, staring at the ground, then.