That night when Peter called from out of town I told him that I had been selected as an instructor. He was less then impressed and never picked up on ...my excitement. "Fuck him!" I thought to myself as I hung up the phone.The next several weeks went very well. I taught morning classes on Monday, Tuesday and Friday and evening classes on Tuesdays and Thursdays. If Peter was home he would watch our daughters if not it was easy to get a sitter. Cindy taught the weekend classes so I only had to focus. Having spent the evening feeding on homeless people, the black-hearted Demon had now decided to move onto the main course. The young woman before him had long blonde hair and pale skin, dirtied from years of living in the streets and sickly from malnourishment. She was completely naked and covered in long bloody cuts, inflicted by Abaddon’s razor-sharp talons or from whip-like slashes of his tail.She was bent over awkwardly, leaning on the ramp alongside the tracks, crying and screaming in pain. It wasn't anything he said or did, mind you, butthere was a rummy something about him all the time. Once when I wastying the pink tie I caught sight of him in the looking-glass. There wasa kind of grieved look in his eye.And then Lady Malvern came back, a good bit ahead of schedule. I hadn'tbeen expecting her for days. I'd forgotten how time had been slippingalong. She turned up one morning while I was still in bed sipping teaand thinking of this and that. Jeeves flowed in with the. “F-fuck me already…” I didn’t know why I was suddenly getting shy as usually it was the other way around but the fire behind his eyes made me melt.I flinched moaning when he gently bit my nipple “be patient, I wouldn’t want to cause unwanted pain”I just nodded and watched as he went lower until he got between my legs starting to bite and suck on them leaving dark marks across them, my head hit the mattress again as I closed my eyes trying not to squirm too much before a gasp was let out of me.