Sightseeing

She was walking around, admiring the trees in a fetching blue blouse. Samson wanted her the moment she turned and saw him coming up the path. There was no attraction or desire in her look, just cold appraisal, but there was an intelligence in her eyes that turned him on. Yet he knew that he could never land her on his own, at least not soon enough to please Gray, so he reluctantly let the demon take over as they approached.