Becky is fast, but you are in charge here

_Time to see what this dealer looks like, _you think, leaping through the open window and gliding four stories to the street.

You glance around, and satisfied that any potential witnesses are either demons or fleeing from demons, you flatten your wings and press yourself against the wall to the side of the front door of the apartment complex.

Seconds later, the doors burst open, and you quickly pounce on your prey as soon as her high heels click into the pavement of the street. You smirk, looking over your shoulder to see a dejected Becky acknowledging you as the superior hunter before placing her hands at her breasts and her tail to her pussy, eagerly anticipating what you have in store for Nancy.

"Finally I have the infamous ****-dealing Nancy whom Becky has told me so much about." You gloat, taking in her long legs wrapped in leather tights, ending in six inch black heels. She also is clad in a form fitting red mini-dress that accentuates her perky B-cup breasts. Her red hair is kept in a short bob cut.

"Yesss," you hiss, "you'll do nicely...