back during the Dark Ages. Still, a direct hookup with any of them rates a
Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer ( http://www.novapdf.com ) blood sacrifice. At least three quarts. I wish I could cut you a better deal on that, babe, but them's the rules."
Palmer glowered first at the highball in his hand then back at Sonja, still talking with the fresh-faced punk with the funny-looking eyes. The Black Madonna stared down at him from her place above the half empty liquor bottles. The Black Baby Jesus looked like a doll someone had dropped down a coal chute, its chubby uplifted arms ending in misshapen fists since the fingers had rotted off.
"Hey, mister. You looking for someone?"
It was the prostitute at the end of the bar, the one he'd noticed when they entered.
He shook his head without looking up from his drink. "Thanks, but no thanks."
"Are you sure you aren't looking for someone?"
There was something in her voice that made him look up, and what he saw was enough to push him to the brink.
He could feel insanity yawning like a snake eager to swallow him whole, right down to his Shermans and public library card. All he had to do was let go of the bar and let it suck him deep into its guts, never to be seen or heard from again.
The woman seated at the end of the bar was Loli. And this time he knew he wasn't dreaming. She smiled seductively and moved closer to him. She smelled of sloe gin fizzes and something Palmer recognized but could not name. Her fingers were cold and dry against his exposed flesh, but Palmer was beyond shivering. At her touch, his penis became erect. It was so hard it hurt, forcing tears from the corners of his eyes.
"I've been waiting for a man like you," she cooed into his ear. "I've waited such a long time!"
Palmer wanted to cry out, but his mouth had been sealed from the inside. His dick throbbed as if someone had slipped a piano wire tourniquet around its base and was slowly cutting off the circulation.
"Come on, baby. I got a place we can go and be alone." Loli hooked her arm in Palmer's, pulling him free of the bar. She was at least a head shorter than him, but she was strong. Too strong. "When we're alone, I'll fuck your brains out!" The way she laughed made it sound as if the joke was on him.
Palmer didn't want to go with her, but it was as if he was being pulled along by a wire fastened to the end of his dick. Every time he tried to fight it, the invisible tourniquet tightened its hold on his member. They were almost out the door before Palmer felt a second, equally female hand close on his right elbow.
"He's mine, you skaggy hell-bitch!" Sonja Blue yanked Palmer in her direction, but the succubus still held firmly to his left arm. The demon-whore hissed like a cat, digging her nails into Palmer's upper arm. He tried to scream, but his mouth was still pasted shut.
Palmer pictured himself being ripped apart like a wishbone as the vampire and the succubus fought over him. Then Sonja produced a switchblade and neatly severed the demon-Loli's hand at the wrist. Momentarily confused by this new development, Loli's grip on Palmer weakened enough for Sonja to wrench him free. Once away from the succubus's physical control, his overinflated sex organ rapidly shrank. It
Create PDF files without this message by purchasing novaPDF printer ( http://www.novapdf.com ) was the first time in his life he'd been relieved at losing an erection.
He stared as Loli picked up her severed hand and tried to stick it back on. To his surprise, the graft took.
"Loli... ?" It was the first time he'd had the power to speak since the trouble started.
"She's not Loli, Palmer. Take my hand. See as I see." Before Palmer could protest, she grabbed his right hand and squeezed.
The thing that had bewitched and tried to kidnap him had three pairs of floppy tits, arms as long and hairy as an ape's, crooked legs and a six-inch-long sheathed clitoris dangling between her shanks. Tiny