Back to your dorm room with the imp to talk about the book

You return to your dorm, Longfellow Hall, room 609, and sit down on your bed. Standing naked, in the middle of your room is the imp. He politely gives you his name, Diminutio, and title, something about being a demon lord of hell or such… you are not exactly listening closely. Then, you’re surprised that he knows your name as he makes known his intention to be “following you closely” for the time being.

Then he approaches you and looks at the tome, eyeing it with reverence. He then straightens himself up, and faces you, with his pointed tail whipping behind him energetically. He seems oddly excited to speak with you.

“Now,” he says, “Having dispensed with proper introductions I will gift you the opportunity to ask me up to three questions… and I will answer them truthfully, I swear!”

You might as well take him up on his offer - there doesn’t seem to be any real downside. Plus, you can always decline and hope that he scampers off somewhere to bother someone else, if you are lucky. You glance down at the tome again. As long as it's in your possession, you figure Diminutio will be lurking somewhere nearby.

Somehow in the few moments you have been thinking to yourself, the imp has produced a dirty magazine. It’s not something you packed, so you wonder where he got it. He’s flipping through it, smiling all the while.

“You humans really know how to be provocative!” he muses aloud. “Where I’m from, everyone gets straight to the point, no imagination! But I appreciate your mortal ways…”

He shows you a centerfold: a woman in black lingerie climbing a black gate. Her ass is pointing back at you, and her head is turned over her shoulder with a sultry look. Her blonde hair shines in the light coming from a doorway beyond the gate. She is locked in, and has the subtle look of surprise across her face. Her body is curvaceous and sexy, and her outfit gives off the slightest bit of a bondage vibe, while maintaining a very classy, traditional look overall.

You nod, appreciating the beauty of the image in the magazine, and stand up from your bed. You finally have the floor — and you get the feeling that you’ll get some real answers if you ask the right questions.