The receptionist

As the girl approaches you realize it is the succubus receptionist. You still want to tap that, but now is not the time.

She approaches you. “Mark, you have an important message, you need to follow me.”

If you thought the message was from anyone but Queen Mara, you’d blow it off. However, the receptionist seems quite firm on bringing you back.

You turn to Cassy. “I do believe I’ve been summoned. Catch you later?”

Cassy grins and licks her lips. “Absolutely.”

You follow the receptionist. When you are out of earshot you speak.

“What’s up?”

“The Queen has a mission for you. That’s all I know.”

You follow her back to the lobby. Deborah is there looking spectacular in a silver mini dress. You can see her nipples through the tight fabric. Of course you know it is all an illusion.

You grab her ass and give her a kiss. She pushes you back.

“Sorry, Mark this is business. The Queen wants you to kill Jonathon Dryer.”

You are a bit stunned. You don’t even know why.

Deborah hands you an large envelope. “This is the briefing.”

“Do I have time to fuck Cassy?”

Deborah laughs. “I love that enthusiasm, but probably not. You leave in an hour.”

“An hour should be enough. Care to join us?”

Deborah laughs. “Sounds good, perhaps another time.”