Page 9 of Stranger Danger
I think the reason you've never thought about marriage...is because you're looking for something in particular. And it's something that none of the men around you has.
No, no, no.
I realize all too late that this is why I'm feeling on edge. I should've remembered that the Devil has a silver tongue, and I just don't have enough experience to stand against the perfidiously sweet guile of his words.
So tell me, Sheena.
I bite my lip hard, but I know I'm just delaying the inevitable.
What exactly are you looking for in a man?
"I've never...I swear I've never thought of it—-"
Then think about it now.
Shameful heat coils between my legs at what he's asking of me, and I want to cry and cry out at the feel of it.
There's no need to be shy.
I squeeze my eyes shut, but it's no use. The Devil has me under a spell, and I can all too easily imagine him crooning the words out even with the computerized tone of his voice.
It will be just like our little secret.
I squirm and turn this way and that. I cross and uncross my legs. But everything I do is just painfully futile—-
No one else will have to know.
And so the heat pulsing between my folds turns silken even when it's against my will.
Why do I have this feeling...that you've already figured things out?
"I d-don't know what you're talking about—-"
You don't truly think I'd buy that, do you?
I wish I could convince myself that this is simply the Devil being masterfully manipulative. That this is merely a textbook case of Stockholm Syndrome at work. But how can I even think that when I haven't even been abducted?
Just tell me what I want to know.
His words feel like a trap I can't escape from, and all I can do is shake my head.
Tell me what you're looking for in a man.
"I really don't know—-"
How surprisingly stubborn you are.
"Please." I don't even know what I'm begging the Devil for, but one thing I'm sure of is that he's the one who has the upper hand between us.
Please what?
"Please j-just stop this."
But of course the Devil doesn't heed this, since tormenting me is all he seems to live for.
If you want to put a stop to this, then answer my question.
"I can't."
