Strings pulled.

It was apparent to Ryan that whoever the succubi were calling they had their private numbers because they did not get a voicemail or a receptionist but instead spoke directly to their well-connected clientele. Ryan was not sure if it was their magical charm of their voices, the men's lust for the succubi, or a combination of both that convinced the men to agree to help the women to get the proper paperwork for his wife.

Meridiana, Meerena, and Saskia gloated that they arranged to have a birth certificate, a New York driver license, and a marriage license, respectively, ready for Marlissa within days.

"My contact at the State Department will have a passport ready for you withing twenty-four hours after you send in your application," Chiryn smiled smugly at the other succubi.

"Wow, that's fast!" Ryan gasped.

"I will still need to fill out all of the paperwork first, correct?" Marlissa asked.

"Yes, but we will help you," Grace smiled reassuringly.

"Thank you very much, girls!" Marlissa cheered and went around to hug her friends. "I am in your debt!"

"Your husband owes us," Chiryn purred.

Ryan gulped as all six women turned their attention to him like a pride of lionesses eyeing a gazelle.