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By running, the hope was that Lena's father took it for an illicit rendezvous, at worse, and didn't recognize Anna, at best. Either way, it would make removing him or subverting him, easier if he separated from his home for a time. If he went to speak with Donnie, or if he didn't, both had merit.

Honestly, running might not have accomplished anything, but it appealed to some part of me. Anna followed closely behind, having forgotten her basket, but she had a smile on. She lagged behind, so I grabbed her hand and **** her to go a little faster.

For a moment, for the first time since my awakening and my exile, I felt like a normal young man, skirting away from the ire of overprotective fathers. For a moment, I could be mistaken as such, as the wind blew through my hair and all my actions were forgotten in the sheer joy of running.

As I came to a stop, and the joy faded, I did feel a pang of regret for Thag and Donnie, and for what I'd made of May and Anna; for they were dead also, with something different in their bodies. It was stupid, of course, to feel such things; in light of my actions and in light of my choices. Even if those choice had been **** by circumstances, I couldn't help but wonder if there were circumstances where that family wasn't torn apart by me.

I caught sight of the farmhold, and shoved those thoughts away. A merchant never regretted his business; he rode upon waves of opportunity and maximized whatever fortune came to him. That was the way. That was what he'd chosen.

I reached inwards and prodded at the demon, and let those instincts wash away the errant thoughts.

I needn't have bothered, the demon woke by itself as heavy breathing caught my attention from the side. I looked over at the flushed face of Anna, and saw with some amusement that she'd started rubbing her pussy through her dress. Her eyes were glazed, and I tried to get her attention, but she ignored me. The demon grew angry, but then I remembered my earlier order. She wouldn't notice anything while masturbating; my first order to her, conveyed by her mother.

"More hassle than it's worth, now." I said, thinking of a dozen situations where Anna being insensate from lust could be a liability. Well, it was an easy fix.