Mayor George McRoy was working another late night. The common council was late
with the budget again and, as usual, the city was laying the blame at his feet. He
stared at the budget proposal on his desktop, dreading the thought of another revision.
McRoy picked up his phone and dialed his secretary's extension. "Grace, you can take
off. I'm going to be here awhile."
"Mr. McRoy, there's a young man here to see you," came her tired but sweet reply. "I
told him he needs to make an appointment but he said he has information about
Candice. I don't know what he's talking about."
McRoy felt a lump form in his throat. "Show him in."
The door opened a moment later revealing both his plucky young assistant and a
young man. Grace smiled pleasantly, "I'll stay until you're done. I'll be at my desk."
When the door had closed behind her, the boy whistled, "Nice piece of add you got
there, sir."
"Just what are you here for, young man. I'm very busy."
"I'm here to make you an offer. You're obviously a very worldly man, one who enjoys
the company of ladies who aren't his wife."
"You are out of line!"
The boy laughed. "I suppose I am. But here me out. What if all of your little extra
marital adventures could be completely discreet. Your mistresses incapable of
betrayal?"
"I have no time for this..." McRoy took a step toward the boy to show him out. But
standing in the lad's place was an enormous demon out of nightmare. His scream
caught in his throat.
"I should enslave or slaughter you, mortal, but I need your wormy little mind working at
it's full capacity. I warn you not to tempt my patience."
"You... you have the wrong guy."
"I think not. I offer you the power to realize all your lusts..."
Grace reentered, presumably to check on the commotion. She barely got a look at the
demon before it snatched her up in a single swipe. It slashed her clothes to ribbons
with impressive economy of motion. McRoy knew he should attempt to help her but a
mix of fear and fascination left him paralyzed.
The demon lifted Grace above his head and licked his maw as he drew her groin
toward his mouth. The secretary kicked futilely, freezing like a deer in headlights when
the creature breathed steamily upon her nethers. Grace began to whimper.
"Now, as I was saying, I offer you the power to have any woman you desire, save
those I have claimed for my own special purposes. They will find you irresistible and
they will be unable to betray you. Ah, but you're wondering what's in it for me."
The demon's impossibly long tongue flicked out, tasting Grace's rapidly moistening
snatch. She let out a yelp of pleasure.
The monster continued, "I need you to do me the occasional favor, make certain the
authorities are looking the other way while my power grows."
The beast smiled wickedly, "What do you say?"
"As a show of my good will, allow me to give you a gift you've long desired."