“Come on! Tell me about it. Tell me about my cock,” he demanded as he stroked it faster, “Maybe I’ll cum if you tell me.”Katie looked up int...o his eyes and maybe if she was honest he would cum, “Yes Phil it’s bigger than Fred’s. You have a beautiful prick.” Her stomach turned as the words that came out of her mouth. Her thoughts raced to her husband but she knew this was her problem and she needed a way out. She looked up at Phil as he stared down at her stroking his cock, sweat beading off of. Quite a few of them were ethnic-Germans that had fled from the eastern parts of Europe in 1945. For many of them, the West had offered no ready refuge and acceptance. They were, therefore, willing to try a new life overseas. The opportunity to come to Australia at the cost of only ten pounds made it a more attractive destination than Canada.Both August and Martin were such Ten Pound New Australians. They had met as tenants in one of St.Kilda’s rooming houses.August was a nuggetty, no-nonsense. Von can get us drinks at the bar and find a table."Merritt kissed me and darted away with Julie. I spied a good corner at the bar and made my way to it. It was kind of comical to feel normal again. Lots of men were near my height and build. Over the last year, while living on the planet, I was the slender, short guy among men and women with powerful biceps and tall statures. Back in this universe, I blended in with the crowd easily.I waited my turn to order drinks at the bar, watching the dance. "Most of the Elohim are dead these days. They were killed by Jehovah the only way that Gods can die: they were prevented from changing shape. If a God stays in one shape too long, he is trapped in that form and eventually dies. A dead God's body inevitably transforms into an elemental being: a demon."A demon retains much of the personality of the God who died, but not his immortality. It regains shape-shifting powers, but forms a new soul that can be more easily killed. In essence, Gods sire.