"I had some work to do. It doesn't take long, it's not strenuous, and I can rest here as I do it," he responded gesturing to his computer on the coffee table. He looked at the two women curiously. "Is this your day off?" "Yes! It was supposed to be a salon day so we could get our hair and nails done but somebody got cold feet," Dayshia said giving Sandy a stern look. "A woman is entitled to change her mind," Sandy said with a small smile on her lips. "We're still getting our nails done later!" Dayshia insisted and Sandy nodded. Marisa returned to the living room and all eyes turned to watch her approach. She was wearing an off the shoulder red knit sweater which exposed a lot of flawless skin and clung to her full breasts. Below, she wore tight white jeans which emphasized her curves. Sandals dangled from her finger as she went barefoot. They could see two silver rings on her toes. "Damn girl!" Sandy gasped with a huge grin. Marisa smiled and twirled for her. Dayshia was struck

He looked over at Camila. "Take my current situation. I've just had sex with a gorgeous Succubus. She's... sleeping off her meal. In the human world, I just entered the CEO's office for a meeting and now I have to leave it with her asleep on the couch. How do I explain that if someone asks? I don't know if Felix is human or not. What would I say to him? I'm no good at lying or quickly coming up with plausible excuses." Sigrid gave Stanley a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry, Stanley. Normally this wouldn't happen and you wouldn't be put on the spot like this. Camila should have waited for a more appropriate time and place. I'm afraid she's becoming addicted to the energy you can provide. This led to some obviously poor judgement. I understand Marisa had a little lapse of her own recently. I think it's a Succubus thing. Due to their nature, your being a Satyr brings out the hedonist in them." Seeing Stanley's unhappy expression, she hastened to address his next fear. "It's not just the en

He was dazzled by a new flash of light as the now rusty post took another blast of electrical energy. The remaining spells were continuing their assault. Sensation began returning to Stanley's body and he shook with relief. He could feel his ability to control his muscles returning quickly. He realized he was over the grate and below he could see fast flowing water. He pressed his nose to the grill and picked up the scent of foul air. It was probably a sewer line. Still, it might be his only way out. Stanley hooked a thick finger into the grill and pulled. The grill began to rise and he got his other hand under the lip to tilt it up to rest back against the wall. The opening was too small for his Satyr body to fit but his human form would fit. Dropping down into the sewer was not his favorite option. He twisted the ring again and snapped back into his human shape but he could feel he had only minutes left before he'd have to switch back. He looked down into the pit, trying to psyc

There was only one person who could have hidden them and her betrayal was overwhelming. He put his face in his hands and the tears came. Deep, soul wrenching sobs tore through him. "Stanley! What's wrong?" Sigrid said putting her arm around him. He leaned against her and shook as his grief crashed through his defenses. The woman looked at Camila who looked back, equally concerned. It took some time but Stanley eventually got some control back but he felt hollowed out. He was limp in Sigrid's arms. "Stanley, what happened?" she asked gently. "I can remember." "Remember? Remember what?" "My parents. Leaharin must have cleared a memory blockage." He frowned. "She- she hid the memories," he forced out between his teeth, an irrational rage almost getting loose. He breathed slowly and it subsided. Stanley's eyes went to Mr. Duncan. His flame red hair and beard. So much like his father's. A tremble went through his body. "My- my father- he looked like you." Mr. Duncan leaned back i

He had so much he wanted to ask her but pushing to the front of his mind was the image of his parents. It would not be denied. "I remember them. I can see their faces." "Who?" she snapped, and he remembered she detested when he wasn't clear. "My parents. The Fae who broke into my mind cleared the blockage and I remember them." "I will have to deal with this Fae," Baba growled and he could feel the rage boiling within her. "He's dead," Stanley blurted, drawing a surprised smile from the old woman. "Tell me please, my parents, what happened to them? How did... how did you get me?" Stanley begged and her smile instantly disappeared in a scowl. "You think I killed them and stole you?" she asked in a quiet, stiff voice. "My heart says no but I'm lost in this world of magic and intrigue. You're more than who I thought you were. Please!" "Don't beg! I didn't raise you to beg!" she snapped angrily. Stanley knelt in front of her. "You did raise me! You're the only parent I had growing