"I looked at the Marshal and said, "Actually, Sir, the fewer people who know about this, the better chance we will have to complete it. Please, don't ...divulge any information of this to anyone. The repercussions could be very serious."John's head snapped up and you could see the cloud come over his eyes. Just the thought of what he could be requested to do was more than he could handle. He just looked at the Marshal and said, "Say nothing to anyone. Absolutely nothing, please."I think the. I didn’t want to let myself know it was real. One last sob rose from my throat as I buried my face in the dirt. When I woke up I would be staring at the scene. A ghost, an essence staring at the girl laying in the dirt. Her dress muddy and torn. Her panties ripped and discarded beside her. Police surrounding her. Putting up that police tape and shaking their heads all the time wondering what kind of person would do this to some poor girl. A coroner would come and swab her. Finding bodily fluids. Small jolts of electricity spiked through me again. I moved closer to the bathroom door. “I hope you don’t mind,” I said aloud as I walked in. I was really getting into this now! “But I can’t resist what I see. I hope you like what you see, too.” I ran a finger between my cunt lips, pulling them slightly apart so that my imaginary lover could see my erect clit. Stepping into the shower, I got under the hot stream and pressed my ass against his cock, loving the delicious feeling of his long. “I wish that Nancy Hutchens became the eager and enthusiastic sex slave of Nicky Stavropoulos as long both of them live now from this day forward. Is that doable,” I asked the Devil, who nodded.Instantly Nancy’s eyes glossed over and she knelt before Nicky to submit to and obey her. Lucy looked back at me with admiration for my altruism as well as brazen lust for my cock. She walked up to me and whispered something in another language that I didn’t comprehend.“Your other four wishes await you,.