'Then, when he was ready, he'd pour the collodion on a glass plate, tilting it so that the collodion flowed diagonally from one corner to the opposite... one, and then again diagonally from the other corner to the other – the idea would be to get a completely even coating, and then he'd pour the remaining collodion back into the bottle.'She knelt up beside him, cupping one breast and lifting it, offering it to his mouth, and he sucked her stiff, rubbery nipple, running his hand up her thigh and. It was that easy.The next morning, I was enjoying a few quiet minutes of solitude, lying in bed, my mind wandering. Andrew had driven to the local bakery for some Danish pastries to have with our leisurely morning coffee. Mmmmmm... I loved Sundays... When I ran my fingers over my hip, I felt a couple of slightly raised and sensitive ridges of skin. Into my mind came the memory of being struck twice in the same place, and Andrew's voice, reminding me not to move. My eyes fluttered closed and I. " I understand damn it!" I snapped."Jean?" he said softly."I agree." Jean replied in a low voice."I thought you might." Wellswood laughed, "I'll give you five minutes to prepare yourselves, after that my guests will be waiting."True to his word Wellswood left us alone in the study, even closing the door behind him to give us our last few moments of privacy. Neither or us spoke, what was there to say under the circumstances, but we held each other; Jean clung to me and I could feel her whole. In the meantime, test out your new powers." Beatrix spun on the heal of a single shoe. I watch from behind as she weaved her hands creating magical, glowing letters in an unknown alphabet in the air. She chanted in a familiar language. French, maybe Italian? Huh... A French Demoness? Cute. Then she disappeared just as quickly as she had appeared. I didn't even get the chance to ask her about my new powers before she left, because I was still caught up thinking about demons that happened to also.