102 10 Meeting

"Mamma Mia!"

Tama smiled a wicked smile, and made his way towards drooling Bob, cat walking in a flirty manner.

"Hi cutie! I'm Jezebel, Demona's therapist."

Bob nodded anticipatingly, his mind not really listening to what Tama was saying.

"I was looking for his room. He had called me earlier." Tama's voice closed in like a soft whisper as if it he had practiced this act from the art of seduction. 

Bob's mind was about to be blown away, her sweet soft dangerous voice echoing through his mind, while her fingers caressed his face ever so gentle. He swallowed his saliva for the third time, before he let his lips hang open again.

"Can . . . can you help me?"

Bob looked into her eyes. Oh! Her eyes. They were two cute amber eyeballs hidding every time she blinked.

But then his brain immediately sparked, recollecting her last question. His mind was in the most lustful part of hell.

He gulped again, even harder;