Boss, today I wanted to eat my ass, so I did it.

Boss, today I wanted to eat my ass, so I did it. But instead of Angela, there is a buxom redhead all dressed in a leather corset sitting in a chair. Instead, she leans into it. You want to make me an incubus,” I realize, my mind racing to process the implications of her words. “You have a certain… I give her a slight smile and a nod and walk into the strip club. My heart beats faster in anticipation as she teasingly pulls the straps down her shoulders, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of her breasts. I have an offer for you.”

“I’m not sure I would be interested,” I say. At least it will be quick with me, a lot less suffering for me and them to be frank. “But know this – the offer, and most importantly you, won’t last forever.”

She snaps her fingers again. She lets out a soft moan, her body trembling slightly. The bouncer stands at the door and lets me know, $40 to get in. Satan. The waitress smiles again, seemingly unfazed by my lack of response.