Luckily, with enough time even the stuck up bastard pulling the strings could recognize that sometimes there needed to be a little bad to keep things ...interesting. It's not like anyone could get addicted to things in the afterlife. Unless they wanted to, of course.The advent of the internet really was special, in all kinds of ways. Somehow, the tie between human and demon and angel had dragged them all closer together through their banner ads and porn and debates. It was an unrivaled power. But then again — she knew I was a lesbian.I hadn't pressed the issue. It was her birthday, and I'd take her out on a date and make it the best date I possibly could. If it meant anything more to her, well, we would find out.I looked down at Megan's legs, sticking out from the bottom of the skirt. She was a bit paler than me, with light freckles. Her left knee had a bright red bruise, I guess from soccer practice. She was young, just fifteen, but I couldn't help thinking the black satin fabric. My mom was also stunned but in anger and shouted wat the hell r u wearing. I said y wat happened its fashion. She said u should wear proper dresses. I just ignored as i thought she is old minded. The whole way mohsin did not say a word. Eventually we reached the venue. Over there it was a huge party. We entered there and soon came my husbands boss. He was 40 years of age and was fat. My husband introduced me. Then we meet few people along with his boss. And with one of the guest the boss told. He was his usual high-energy self and was laughing and smiling throughout. He concluded with, ‘thanks so much Jonathan, I appreciate it, and I know Blu will too, hold on a sec.’ He handed the phone to me and I thanked him and he said no problem, and proceeded to give me his address and agreed to an arrival time. I arrived around 8pm-ish and after catching up, and then watching some TV, it was 10:30 and I said that I wanted to start getting ready for bed. He agreed. I pulled out a bed sheet.