The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Two: The Lust of the Incubus - Sex Stories

The Battered Lamp Chapter Twenty-Two: The Lust of the Incubus

... for a circle that big. How am I supposed to walk around school all day and set them up?” “What do they need?” Kyle asked. “Silver placed in and around the school. A seven pointed star must be drawn and everyplace the lines would intersect both the circle and each other has to be at least marked. And there should be even more for a circle that big.” “The concubines could do it,” Britney suggested. “If we give them each three or four points to mark, it will not look unusual. They could do it as they go about their day.” “The sooner the better,” Kyle muttered. “But wouldn't the markings get found?” Fumi asked. “It is a busy school.” Kyle frowned, thinking in his mind for the right wish. “Aaliyah, I wish for, um, how many would we need?” “A circle this big, I'd say sixty,” Phillipa answered. “We'll want lots of anchor points to make it strong.” “Aaliyah, I wish for sixty solid silver, invisible dildo that I or my concubines could use for pleasuring other women.” Aaliyah smirked. “Done. They are right there,” she said, pointing down at dirt. “Really, big bro? Invisible dildos? That's ridiculous!” Kyle fixed his sister with a look. “Do you have another idea how to deposit silver across our school without them being easily found.” Fatima opened her mouth, then sighed, “I guess not. But dildos?” “Harem,” Kyle shrugged. “I work with the limitations I can.” “It is very wise,” Aaliyah nodded. “Then we need to map them,” Phillipa said. “I can do that,” Zaritha said, fire flaring before ...

... them, the flames twisting around into a three dimensional map of the school then overlaid a seven pointed star inscribed by a circle around it. “That'll work,” he nodded. “Let's figure this out. Britney, I'd say this is your area.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The raven watched until Kyle, his women, and the Ifrit left the empty lot. It's master would need to be informed of his servant's betrayal. Ignoring the heavy rain, the raven took flight and winged to the school. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Detective Donnar's phone rang. He was still stinging over the lack of any concrete evidence found at Kyle's home. He was sure the little bastard was responsible for those four murders. He didn't have enough evidence to take before a judge to get arrest warrant after the search found nothing. His cell phone rang. He pulled it out of his pocket. “Hello.” “It's Principal Burke.” “How can I help you?” “I believe I have some evidence on Kyle's involvement in those murders. You really need to come down here at once. I'd bring some backup, too. It's pretty damning evidence.” The detective grinned. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Mt Shasta, CA If you die, you'll never see Kyle. Iris's words burned through Christy. She pictured the olive-tan face of her husband, his almond-shaped eyes full of so much love. The lust was driven away as she concentrated on her love for him. And his love for her. He forgave her. After all she did, he had called her up and asked for her help. He want's me back! ...