..What a fucked up life this is I thought.I had taken my laptop to the states and on it I had photographs of Amanda and I in happier times, some night...s my heart would feel heavy at the loss, but I never let it show in my few emails to Amanda, I had been in the states about 5 months when I received a email from Susan saying how worried she was about Amanda it seemed she had lost a lot of weight and was in trouble keeping on top of her job so much so that she had been forced to take some leave to. I was pretty much goaded into coming by my friend who was concerned about my lack of a social life.And, in fact, she said she would come with me because I had no knowledge that steampunk was even a thing! She said she would meet me at the party in case one of us wanted to stay longer. However, once I got to the party, I learned that she never showed. Instead, she told one of her girlfriends the same story and stood both of us up, hoping we would meet. We were steampunk'd!But this party was my. With a nose as sensitive as that of an animal, the demon caught a scent on the air, he raised his nose and flared his nostrils taking it in. His eyes widened."The little witch is in heat," he exclaimed, "I see, you brought me here for a good fuck!"The demon began to walk along the circumference of the circle that presently held him, like an animal impatiently paces the walls of its cage, never taking his gaze off Christina.Still enthralled by the very male physique of her demon, Christina sat. Losing no time, Andrew headed towards this opening. Onhis way to the front, his shorts caught on the edge of one of thetables. As Andrew noticed the drag caused by this action, he saw thetable come up off the floor and was quick enough to back off so that thetable came slowly back down. Unfortunately, the movement of the tablewas enough to knock a pair of black thong panties onto the floor with outhim noticing. Andrew stopped for a moment to wipe the sweat off his browand then took a step.