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I swear there’s a halo of light around her. Is it the sunshine on her body? The drugs? Or is it just how I feel about her?
“You’re not human,” I say. “You’re something better.”
She laughs. “You’re high.”
“How dare you.”
She’s giggling, rubbing the arches of her feet against my legs. It feels phenomenal.
The girls on the laptop screen are making horrible demonic noises.
“This is awful,” I say, clicking to the next porn in the queue.
I scroll ahead to the good part—which turns out to be a beautiful blonde girl giving herself a bubble bath in her backyard. Her tits are covered in soap suds. Her skin looks soft and clean and pink from the heat.
“There, see?” I say to Sabrina. “Isn’t this nicer? Look at those bubbles. Look at her tits.”
“She’s gorgeous,” Sabrina agrees.
“Yeah, not like those other girls. I don’t think it’s any coincidence that Demon Tits aren’t exactly pick of the litter. They asked this girl first, and she said, ‘Possession porn? No, I’m busy that day. If you want you can come and take a video of me in my backyard. I was gonna be doing this anyway …’ ”
Sabrina convulses with giggles. I love making her laugh. It’s the most beautiful sound, rich and full and totally uninhibited. She’ll laugh at anything when she’s in a good mood, which is almost always.
“You really see the human in everyone don’t you?” Sabrina says. “You see her as a real person, trying to make money, trying to get by like everyone else.”
“Of course.” I shrug. “I’m not the only person who feels things.”
Sabrina closes the laptop and pushes it aside, rolling on top of me, looking into my face.
“No one would guess what a heart you have. When you’re supposed to be a big bad gangster.”
“I’m bad. When I have to be.”
“Is there anything you wouldn’t do?”
I think about that for a minute.
“It depends on the circumstances.”
“What if I did something terrible? Would you hate me?”
“Like what?”
“What if I was a cannibal. And I killed Jasper and ate him.”
“Jasper’s too skinny.”
“Vlad, then.”
“Then I’d be like, ‘Woah, babe. Ask next time, I’ll get you a burger.’ ”
She snorts. That turns into a full-fledged laugh, helpless giggles that come in waves as she rolls against my chest.
“I think this one’s too much,” I tease her. “It’s supposed to be a sex drug—all you got is the gigs.”
“Oh fuck off,” she says, grabbing my cock. “It works perfectly.”
She’s right—I’m rock hard, even with that awful porn and all this talk of cannibalism.
