Then everything was orange with fire. “Are you a demon?” I asked. Shortly after Bridget started talking, she began telling everyone that she would remain a child forever. “No,” she said, “I am not a demon. “Are you a demon?” I asked. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. Her moans became even more high-pitched and silvery as I slid my tongue between her nether lips and nibbled lightly at her clit. I could tell if a disguised witch or any other magical creature was sneaking up on me. Her moans became even more high-pitched and silvery as I slid my tongue between her nether lips and nibbled lightly at her clit. next year, too.”
I dropped back into my chair.
