But it wouldn't want to make to much damage that people would notice. The hunters might have noticed it. It made it's way up the stairs. It was quite ...impressed by humanity. The last time one of them had come back from earth because it had been exiled it said how they thought a metal cross sent it out. How barbaric they were, killing each other by the masses because they said a magical, floating, man in the sky said so. When in truth it was the belief that cast them back to their own plane. Not. I had seen her naked from the waist down only that morning and I knew she was aware of my ogling eyes as she bent over the porcelain sink in the hallway bath. That bath serviced all six rooms on our floor and it was constantly in use with no regard for gender or reason for use. I was decidedly impressed with the beautiful curves of her buttocks that seemed to quiver with her breathing like some virginal female budding with desire for impromptu coupling with a like-minded member of the opposite. She delighted in letting them snap shut every now and again, just to hear me gasp, I suppose. Having managed to apply a set of clovers to each nip, topped by a small plastic clip on each she effectively clipped the entire nipple. Taking great care to stretch each one to full height before she released the clips and let them bite. The chain from the clovers had been tightened so my little boy tits pointed straight ahead. She couldn’t help but point out to the wife that she was creating a painful. She had no idea how long she had passed out, but the room was empty and quiet. Empty beer bottles were strewn everywhere, along with plates and uneaten pizza. She still lay naked in front of the TV, now turned off. Her body was still in intense pain but at last, shivering, not from cold but from trauma, she was able to roll over on her side and curl into a fetal position. Tears trickled down her cheeks as she replayed in her mind the events of that evening."About time you woke up," Donnally.