“A demon? Spare me the bullshit and tell me what you want with me?”The demon hissed into his ear, revealing its temper. “You?! I couldn’t care... less about you, human. I just want your pitiful excuse for a soul.” The demon calmed itself and went back to a business-like tone. “So this how it works you can ask, I give. You die. I collect.”“Basically, your willing to give me my heart's desire, in exchange for my soul when I eventually die?”The demon’s tone changed immediately at the human. I think you need another hour with me sweetie. If that’s ok?” she giggled. I just smiled and washed my hands. I kind of waddle out to the big king size bed. My jeans still around my ankles. I quickly took off my shoes and then pulled off my jeans, onto the floor ext to the bed. I had to leave my runway open for Mrs. Smith to strut back and forth for me. I heard her send two texts before she walked out to see me sitting on the bed naked. “My husband wants to see me first before he will approve. She had learned that if she bit the tips of them, they would break as he was using it. She had nice sharp teeth, and made the most of them. On discovery of what she was doing, Charley had jokingly told her that he had a choice to make. Either he had to stop taking her out, or he could marry her. She asked him if he thought he could ever find another girl that like to fuck, and have a guy cum inside her, like she did. He admitted that he had NEVER found one like her, and probably wouldn't, even. But something waswrong with Andy and she wanted to help. He did not seem to have even aminute of happiness in his life. She couldn't remember the last time thatshe had seen him smile. Something had to be done and the first step wasto find out what was going on with him.*****Andy lay in his bed, exhausted from the stress. This had been too close.He had made too many mistakes. If he kept this up, eventually he would beexposed, and his life, as he knew it, would end.Mom won't love me.