Besides, he was a supportive husband and father.Rob, however, seemed to be getting what he wanted while Gwen ached for more.As a result she had begun ...to wonder if this was all life had to offer.Gwendolyn Morrow was thirty-seven, wife and mother of Daniel, their seventeen year old son. Everyone called her Gwen which somehow seemed more apt for a woman who stood only 4’9”. She was pretty, if not gorgeous, a pleasant face, short black hair, dark complexion and deep green eyes. Although short in. She had no other choice but to give the demon what she wanted. “I’ll give myself to you willingly if you let Asharia go.” Gwenive’s words sounded stronger than she felt but she hoped that the demon was desperate enough to take the deal. The hands left Gwenive and the sharp footsteps left the room. It seemed like forever before they returned, with another set of weak steps. Gwenive listened as the weak steps moved in front of her. The sharp musk of demon seed filled Gwenive's nose, nearly. The layoffs, along with the sudden closer, when it came, shook everyone. No hints at all till the Securities and Exchanged people, along with four federal marshals, walked in to cuff and escort Mr. Brett out. Mrs. Brett, as generous as she always was, paid everyone that following day, shook their hands and shared a few tears over what had happened. Carl, along with everyone else, was suddenly out of a job. Unlike most of those now without jobs, Carl shook his depression off in short order.. We splashed around the lake for a while. If anyone would have happened upon us, they would have suspected alcohol was in use because we were laughing and yelling so loudly. After a while of playing in the water and flirtingly touching each other, we decided it was time to go in the house to dry off. Of course, I tell them to go before me because I didn’t want them to see me naked. At the house, Matt brought us towels and we dried our bodies. I wrapped the towel around me as did the others. Matt.