The memories of what they did to him came rushing back. Davariel had to bite his tongue to keep from snarling at the demon. Still, he bared his fangs,... wanting nothing more than to rip the creature’s throat out. “Her monthly bleeding is upon her. She’ll be sacrificed when she finishes and goes into heat,” he answered, thinking up a quick lie. The Demon’s eyes narrowed. “Lie to me, and I’ll torture the bitch before your very eyes, till she begs for death.” Bile rose up in Davariel’s throat. He. I open with this little gem, because I too are guilty of young love, not as young as I was with him, but young by comparison to our ages.My close friend from those days back in Newcastle has two sons, but she is divorced, so her boys grew-up fatherless and a law unto themselves, as I found out one night I slept over.Although still young they shared a beer as their mother and I drank. Late at night she fell asleep and they helped her into bed and came back down for me.I had dozed off lying on. “Your lifestyle is... different, Corey.”“My friend Kyle inspired me. He had his own harem of hotties at our old college.” I glanced at Havva. “Isn't that right?”“Sir?” she asked in confusion. Oh, these genies were good, creating their own backstories, blending in, making me doubt, even if for a moment, if Havva was the right one.I shoved off Jennifer's blouse from her shoulders and let it drop to the floor. She shuddered, her breasts rising and falling in a soft-green bra. The hue was a muted. "Well, no. I got a little excited when I saw..." Arlene told us you about freaked out." Yeah, and I guess it was a little more like that," she admitted."We'll talk later," Arlene broke in as she pulled on Susan's hand. "Come on and help us with breakfast."But Susan resisted. "Be there in a minute," she said as she looked at Jeff. That prick is sitting there knowing I have to thank him. Why didn't I do it in my suite? Now I have to do it with everyone listening. Still, the only ones here are his.