Meet Melissa

After being there for a few minutes, the sisters decided to first let one of their daughters, Melissa handle Harry, since she was part of a small group of 10000 designed to be more than just sex soldiers, but to blend into society and be able to take it down from the inside if necessary. They all had a great amount of sexual knowledge and abilities, and could seduce people to the point where they would go against anything they believed(like not having sex before marriage or sleeping with someone of the same sex is wrong),and be willing to give up everything, including their lives.
Melissa led him to a bedroom, wearing a small tight top that showed off her unrestrained D cups, and a skirt just small enough to be sexy, but big enough to make it seem like she wasn't trying to show off the fact she was going commando. Most of the time walking was spent making small talk about the bad day he was having, and how he was lucky to get out of that incident alive. Harry still had the hockey stick with him, using it like a walking stick to keep up. Once they had reached the bedroom, Harry sat on the bed, and Melissa walked towards the private bathroom. "I'll go turn on the shower for you, after the day you had, I'm sure you could use something warm going over your body." She said smirking as she walked into the bathroom.
Harry knew she was probably planning something, and it'd probably take a good portion of his will to not give into temptation. He heard her turn on the water, and when it took her alittle too long to get the shower ready, he figured out what she was planning. Melissa exited the bathroom completely naked, "I figured you may need some help." She said, standing in the doorway provocatively, then walked over, continuing to talk "Of course, we could let it run for abit to get ready, but how ever will we fill the time?" She said, finishing the sentence by sitting on Harry's lap, facing him.
He knew that at this rate, he'd be plowing her within 5 minutes, especially since she was rubbing her crotch against his, and had her big breasts in his face. Harry decided to quickly change the subject, and work on taking action. "Do you believe in the possibility of other dimensions existing?" He asked her. By this time, she had moved back abit and pushed him down onto the bed, tossing his hockey stick away. "What do you mean?" She asked, not really getting the concept. Sure she was a blonde, but she wasn't an idiot. "I mean like alternate realities, beyond the whole 'alternate universe where good is evil and evil is good' or where differences exist because we made different choices, I mean dimensions like every book, tv series, movie, ect. exist, outside of our ability to grasp them." He said to her. "Sure I guess." She said, mostly to get him to shut up. She had pressed herself up against him and started kissing his neck. "And what would you say if I told you I could access powers and objects from those dimensions?" He asked her, causing her to pull away. "What?" She said to him, seeming confused. This was the last thing she said, because by this time, he had summon for a blade and stabbed her in the heart, causing her body to disappear due to her part-demon heritage.
He sent the blade back where it came and got up. "One down, a few million to go." He said as he quickly sneaks out of the room, not wanting to get caught