Or Halloween.”The first imp took back over, “Your belief, not your badly mis-pronounced words pulled us into the circle. And Annie’s belief was ...even stronger because you had told her that we exist and she trusts you implicitly... at least in things ancient.”“Somehow,” Annie said, “my body knew that I needed what the imps could give me.” She shrugged and said, “I guess that’s why I broke the circle.”“So will they stay with you forever?” I asked.A tiny voice from behind me said, “We need to keep. Ah, Brandisha. No sign of her. No rumors. Other than the two-pimp theory. If Harold could have snagged her, he would have. Even though she’s pushing up against the age ceiling of his whores.Same with Ramone. She’d be an acceptable punching bag for his customers. His punching bag criteria are: anyone under 20 who is breathing.The authorities would have her listed in all the proper missing children databases. But Harold and Ramone wouldn’t worry about that. Too many misplaced kids from too many. “Could . . . uh . . . you possibly do it . . . instead?” I ask and immediately realize how forward I’m being. He turns to look at me and suddenly . . . I panic. I continue:“It’s just I don’t want some stranger’s hands all over me . . . I’d much rather it be you,” I admit. “Do you know how to give one?” I ask. He thinks for a second and puts the pen down.“It’s been a little while, but yes, I do know how. Tell you what . . . if you’re ready, lay down here.” He gestures to the massage bed in his. His other hand was on her ass with his thumb playing around and into her pucker as he fucked her.“Ooooohhhhhhhyessssss. I have wanted this for a while. Make me cum again ... please make me cum.” It felt as thou his cock was all the way in, but how? She was screaming into her pillow as orgasm after orgasm came upon her. Her pussy was just squirting nonstop and then she passed out.Waking up, Beth found herself on her knees, her bed soaked and feeling like she had been fucked forever. Rolling to.