I looked at Lilith and told her, Lets go. She bowed and got up from the bed and followed me out the door. We made our way downstairs where my family w...as waiting for me. They were all smiling. I was unsure if they were happier about me becoming demon overlord or that I was leaving the house. Take good care of our son Lucifer. My parents were talking to the pendant. Will do, Ill be sure to whip him into the greatest overlord! The pendants voice sounded excited. Yeah, yeah, lets go already. I. I somehow turned and caught her as well as herbottle of Macallan. The driver of the cart didn't seem to notice thather action had an affect as she motored off."Shoot, and thank you sir. I would have been struck by that old bitty,"the woman said as I helped her.I now smiled seeing her face. She was a good-looking woman of aboutthirty with dark blonde hair held up by a clip and a pin."It was remarkable that you caught both me and the bottle sir," shespoke with an American accent.Her soft curves. The security guards wave me pass as Susan calls ahead to let me right in. I pull up to her house and into the garage, park next to her long roll of Corvettes, Jaguars, and Cobras. I'm thinking, this "lady has good taste and likes muscles." I walk right into her living room and she's standing there, in her Frederick's of Hollywood thong and see through bra. I love the ample curves, the way her hips sweep out and the curvature of her breast from the side, how well they hang yet full. I move over. So, when Buffy climbed under the blankets next to her she didn’t speak. When Slayer-strong hands tugged and pulled until her sleeepy kitten pyjama top was unbuttoned and her panties had joined the bottoms on the floor at the foot of the bed, she didn’t move. When that blonde head slipped below the covers, she twisted her fingers in the sheets, clenched her jaw, and forbid herself to think. And when Buffy emerged – grinning and calling her ‘little s!s’ – and crawled up her body, knees pinning.