As she reaches him, she stands up on her knees and begins to dance, her hips swaying in a sensual motion. Most people under the age of 25 don’t know how to drive them manual anymore. They are obviously identical twins, with porcelain skin and raven-black hair that falls down their backs like waterfalls. “But technically no, it’s not you I’m interested in. She says, “Come with me.”
I follow the waitress through the dimly lit hallways of the strip club, my heart racing with anticipation. I grab a couple of bills from my wallet and hand them to her. “But I can’t,” she says. I take a deep breath, feeling the tension in my shoulders begin to ease. I want her to be my equal, my partner.”
The succubus’s frown deepens, her lips curling downward in a gesture of disappointment. I think of my wife, my children, my life – would I be able to hold onto those things? “What can I get you?” he asks, his voice a low rumble.
