A Demon named Mackenzie

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OOC this thread is currently for myself and Merelan

IC

Being Immortal had it's ups and downs, this was one of the downs. I had a successful business in high fashion and now that my secretary had retired it was time for me to retire as well and reappear as my grandchild and work my way back up in the company.

I was interviewing possibilities for a secretary to make things as easy as possible for me in my next position. I twirled my pen in my long fingers and cast back on my life as a Succumbus/Incubus, a creature who fed on sex, and changed gender after sex. Which in olden days it had been easy enough, male by day pay a lovely wench for warmth at night and seduce a willing man before morning.

As time had passed procuring sex had become more difficult even among the sleeping as people locked their doors and distanced themselves.

I had been mainly male for at least a century, it was simply easier to do business. I wondered however, this was 21st century perhaps I could be female for a time, and as trigger to change was simpler to avoid in female form perhaps I'd even take advantage of the sexual liberation.

I turned to watch the next applicant come in my dark brown curls framing a strong face with piercing green eyes and a sensual mouth.

"Hello," I nearly whistled. "Please sit down," I glanced over her file as she sat down.

 

[Merelan]

Teresa:

Nervous I had sat out here waiting. Watching the obviously better qualified and more experienced applicants go in to be interviewed. Oh God. Why was I here. Again, for the umpteenth time, I tugged at my skirt. It was too short. My roomates. I recrossed my legs and sat, trying to appear as calm as these other women. But it was obvious to me, and them, I was out of place. One had even sniffed at me as she walked past. It was to her I owed the fact I hadn't just left. That and the threat from the landlord. Just yesterday he had cornered me in the hallway, once again alluding to the various methods I could pay up my back rent. If this job didn't pan out I would have to leave. Move back with my parents and give in to my Father's demands that I marry Reggie and settle down. I hated Reggie. He was my Father's partner. A sleaze, a great businessman, but a philanderer and a lech. But Daddy didn't see that, only the fact Reggie had come in there and turned it all around. Once again making it a successful business. Well, it had brought me nothing but pain and the experience in the office that I was hoping would help me land this job. The ad had stated no experience neccessary. But I must have been the only one to read it.
Then they called my name. I stood, tugging at the skirt. Hoping I hadn't sweated too mush to show. I swallowed hard and tried to look like these other women. Cool and calm.
I entered through the door indicated and stumbled, catching the woman's arm to keep from falling. Blushing I was ready to run. Whe I heard the voice calling me forward. Turning she had disappeared, closing the door behind her. My mouth dry, my legs shaking I stepped forward. My rommate had pulled my curls back into a french twist, which felt like it was about to fall, done my face up and even given me a manicure. But even she couldn't hide the nervousness I was feeling. The butterflies in my tummy wearing spiked helmets as the dive bombed over and over.

 

[Anakin20]

OOC: Let me know when you need another immortal in here, ladies

 

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Mackenzie

I could smell her the instant she walked in and even before turning around I wanted her, I shifted in my chair facing the window overlooking most of downtown.

"Miss," I glanced at file, "May I call you Teresa?" my voice drew out the name like a lover's caress as I stood and turned to view her. Her knees were trembling, she was nervous and young. I had stated that no experience was necessary as I would need someone young to be my secretary in my next life and besides I would train her as I wished her to be. My lips twisted into a smile and I gestured to a chair, "Please, sit down. I don't bite," I flash my pearly white teeth, "unless provoked."

I watched her sit down her eyes down cast, I could smell need, she needed this job. I was tempted to use it to my advantage but decided that it would be wiser not to scare her.

I pick up the thin folder with her application in it, "I notice you're currently unemployed." It's more of statement than question and I see her nod slightly. "You do have some office experience and decent typing skills." I put down the folder and walk around my desk splaying my large fingers on the polished top. "Let me be blunt, you're young, and certainly not the most qualified person for the job, but," I pause dramatically seeing her eyes raise and light up. "I'm looking for someone flexible, able to change, not some middle age tightass. If you're willing to start right away, you can have this job." I sit down and flip open her file again. "You'll have to move of course," her address was in a slum part of town I saw the look of elation drop replaced by sadness.

"I'll pay for moving expenses of course," I add wondering what made her look so gloomy, her hands were fidgeting in her lap and I wondered what wasn't in the file on my desk.

"Do you need some other incentive? You'll have full health insurance including dental, and excellent retirement package, and a stimulating work environment."

I was working hard to keep my desire in check as I watched her.

 

[Merelan]

Teresa:
I shook as I entered. Sitting where he gestured. Something in his smile made me even more nervous, especially with that remark about biting. But I was being stupid and childish. I took a deep breath and listened.
"Let me be blunt, you're young, and certainly not the most qualified person for the job, but," At his pause I looked up, shocked at his words, though true. He had not even tried to soften them.
"I'm looking for someone flexible, able to change, not some middle age tightass. If you're willing to
start right away, you can have this job."
I almost jumped from the chair. Was this a joke? Me have the job? But he continued, my heart racing, my palms sweaty. "You'll have to move of course." Too good to be true. I couldn't move, couldn't afford to right away.

"I'll pay for expenses of course."
Why would he be willing to do that? What was it he wanted from me. But with one look my thoughts were stilled. Was there a choice?

"Do you need some other incentive? You'll have full health insurance including dental, and excellent retirement package, and a stimulating work environment." It took every ounce of courtage not to cry, as it was a tear threatened to slip out. I looked down quickly, fidgeting with the papers in my hand. This was a dream, and I would awaken in that dreary flat with the nosey landlord and his hands all over me. Taking a deep breath I spoke quietly.
"Are you sure? Those women all seemed to know so much more. I will learn. I promise. Anything you want me to I can do. I have always been a fast learner. Thank you for a chance to prove it. I swear you won't ever regret it, anything. Anything." My voice trailed off as I spoke, knowing how eager and silly I sounded. Another deep breath. Holding out my hand as I stood.
"Thank you sir. When would you like me to start?"

 

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Mackenzie

I had her, I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding. I went over to my roll a dex and flipped through it, "Here's my realtor, they'll find you a great place." I flip through some more, "Here's a saloon, tell them I sent you. You'll get in right away." I pull out my wallet and pull out my business card. "You can use this for now. I'll get you your own card later. Anything else?" I hold out the gold card waiting for her fingers to reach out. She seemed a bit overwhelmed, I buzzed the temp watching the applicants and told her to tell them the position was filled.

A hunger stirred inside me I thought I had controlled, but when a sexual demon hasn't had sex in nearly a century the mind fools itself.

 

[Merelan]

Teresa:

"I couldn't." Backing away from his card. "Thank you for the job, and the chance. But I can't use that." Pointing to his card. But he stands silent, still extending it to me. Shyly I reach out, my hand brushing his. A charge runs up my arm. My eyes meet his. I see the passion, the intensity, yet, a strange loneliness. My Grandmother had always said I had the gift. The gift, or curse to feel what others were feeling, to know what they needed. But his need confused me, and I was flustered.

 

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Makenzie

"Consider it a payday advance, besides your current wardrobe is lacking in," words failed me. She looked more delectable than secretarial, I ran one hand through my dark brown curls, "I'll accompany you if you'd like, just to ensure you use the card wisely." Right now I didn't really care what she wore, I'd be happy if she pranced around naked, but I quickly checked the thought. "Please, I don't think I can stand interviewing another woman with a stick so far up her ass you think it'd been surgically implanted."

 

[Merelan]

Teresa:

"That would be fine. That way you can help me know what to wear. I really appreciate this. You won't regret it, ever." I smiled shyly up at him.
"Ummm. What should I call you?"

 

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Mackenzie

"Call me Mac, or if you prefer, Mr. Mac." I pick up my jacket and head to door opening it for her as I look back, personally I just wanted to watch her walk but I smiled even as I wondered how much shopping I could stand. Especially if she tried things on, I stifled a groan as I found myself picturing her removing her clothing and escorted her out to my car. I focused on driving, first the clothes and then the hair as we entered a fairly upscale shopping district. I parked neatly and hopped out of car nearly jumping over hood to get to her car door.

"Are you ready?" I glanced into her eyes and saw an unusual mixture of delight and fear as she stood. For a moment I wished I had x-ray vision, but then we were in the store and I scrolled my eyes over her body, "What are you about a size 8?" She wasn't so pathetically tiny to be a size six, nor was she plump enough to be a ten, then again I merely designed clothing I didn't pay much attention to size considerations.

 

[Merelan]

Teresa:

"Thank you Mr. Mac. Mac." Nodding. Watching his driving. His hands sure and strong on the wheel. Still unbelieving that this was really happening. A dream, but if so, I did not want to awaken. His hands. They kept drawing me, my eyes unable to look away. I saw them, felt them. He had lightly touched my back as we exited the building, then rested his hand on my arm. I could still feel it burning. Rubbing where he had touched me, surprised not to see a red mark. Shifting in my seat as I felt a strange tingle in my pussy. God, stop daydreaming and pay attention.
"Yes, an 8. how did you know?" But he was in the business, of course he knew. "May I ask a couple questions. About my job and what my duties are?"

 

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Mr. Mac

"Of course," I let my eyes take in the soft curves of her body contemplating color and such. I pick up a few demure dresses in soft pastels, and remind myself to get her some silk stockings, I felt the knot inside my stomach at idea of rolling silk stockings over her legs. I gestured to a sales woman, "We're going to need a rack and a private dressing room." She rolled over an empty rack and I continued placing items on it as Teresa asked me about the job. It kept my mind occupied until we reached the dressing room and I suddenly decided now would be a good time to pick out some shoes while she changed.

I had told her that she'd be the personal assistant to my grandkid who I'd been grooming to take my place now that I was retiring. That she'd need to be flexible and adapt to whatever they needed. That she'd travel with them and pretty much be whatever they needed at the time.

"My personal assistant, made sure I was on time, knew about deadlines. Made me eat lunch and kept things organized. You'll be expected to do the same." I rattled off before opening the door to a large dressing room, I rolled the rack in and ignored my urge to take her right there and then even as I saw her reflected in all the mirrors.

"I'm going to find you some decent shoes, I'll be back before you know it." I wink and glance down at her feet sizing them up and stepping out of the dressing room. I stand against wall for moment taking a deep breath trying not to envision her undressing or how it would feel to place a shoe upon her soft foot.

I rushed over to shoe department and had five pairs of shoes in various colors, it didn't take long and I carried the boxes with me back to where she was. If we didn't go through lingerie I'd be fine I kept telling myself.

"Are you dressed?" I asked after rapping knuckles on door.

 

[Merelan]

Teresa:
I listened as he chose, seemingly so sure of what to pick. Things I would never have chosen. Simple, yet, expensive. I could tell by the looks the salegirl gave me that I couldn't afford this. Once in the room, while he went for shoes I stripped off the suit, standing in my bra and panties. But I was so puzzled, and confused that I had to sit. Stunned over the events. Why was he so nice and generous? Then it hit me. Sex. Same old story as the landlord, though the price was higher. I jumped up angry and furious at my simplicity. But the lure of the beautiful clohtes drew me. I fingered one pretty green one. So soft. So pretty and simple. Maybe I should lead him along? And then take off with the clothes.
No, he would know. He was savvy to that. Catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror I saw my big eyes stare at me. Wondering who I was. Eveen considering such a thing. But reality hit too. Was it not a small price to pay? He was attractive and sexy in a way. odd, but kind. Holding the dress up to me, it was lovely.
I could do this.
"Yes." Speaking out loud, without realizing I had just answered his question and not heard him. he entered and I spun quickly, holding the dress up in front of me.
"Oh. I didn't hear you. I'm not ready. Sorry." Hanging my head and wishing I could just disappear.

 

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Mr. Mac

"I'm sorry," I turn away and place the shoe boxes on the sofa section that went all the way around the room. "You should lock the door," I whisper as I slip out the door, my heart was pounding. My senses were all razor sharp, as I heard the whisper of silk along her skin. My foot tapped as I awaited seeing her. I was so wrapped up in my fantasy that I didn't hear the door creek open.

She was a vision, the pale green fabric shimmery and flowing over her skin like water, the neckline dipped into a v just enough to imply what lie beneath. The high waist making top portion cup her breasts the waist line had an inverted v that nestled between her breasts. I took a ragged breath my fingers itched to trace the neckline or waistline. I bit my lip, hard, so hard that I tasted blood.

"It'll do for the more formal events, do you like it?" My hands remain folded together over my crotch, hiding an unquenchable desire.

I glance over at the sales girl who has a look of envy and disgust. "Would you get some slacks and blouses, size 10." My voice is steely as she meekly goes away.

 

[Merelan]

Teresa:
He slips away, making me wonder. If it was sex, would he not have demanded the right to stay? Confusion filled me as I slipped the dress on, feeling its silken folds whisper across me. My nipples tightening at the touch.
It was pretty, no, stunning. Making me look so, so adult and mature. I twisted my hair up like I would wear it with this. But then let it fall again, flowing over my shoulders.
Instead of waiting I quietly went outside, so he could see.
His eyes devoured me, caught me and held me. It was sex, I could see his need, but there was something so much more. A tensness in his eyes as he forced himself to look away. Maybe I was being chosen for this grandkid. A fancy girl to teach him the ways of loving. Lowering my eyes as the salesgirl sniffed and went to do his bidding.
Twirling. Letting the hem of the dress raise a bit.
"I love it. It makes me feel like a princess." I pulled my hair up again, holding it twisted, a few long curls slipping out and cartessing my neck.
"Isn't this style better with it?" Turning again to show him the full effect. "Yes a princess. But who shall be my knight?" Adding a half laugh to soften the words.

 

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Mr. Mac

There was something in her eyes as she twirled around. I take a ragged breath, I could almost see her nipples under the thin fabric. It was against my nature to take anyone by force, "Very nice," I murmured eyes running down to her bare legs. I had to get away before I let my guard down and began seducing her. "I'll go fetch some stockings while you try something else on." I turn away and wander through to pick up six pairs of silk stockings. I take my hankerchief out of my suit jacket and wiped my mouth, seeing the trail of blood on it. I cursed inwardly, what was it about this woman that made my blood boil? I had known may women and men in the course of my life, what was it about her that made her special.
I returned to dressing room to see her wearing a flimsy creamy confection, the light fabric showed every curve beneath it.

I shake my head, "That is," I pause trying to figure out how to say it, I run my fingers through my dark curls and whisper, "beautiful, but if you wore it to work I'd have to chain up my associates." I chuckle slightly and tip my head, "Try on the bright blue dress, and here's some stockings. I had to guess on your weight, but I think they should fit."

I take a step back, there was an innocent appeal about her, something I hadn't encountered in centuries. I watched her turn back into the dressing room and heard the footsteps of salesgirl. I looked over her selections, getting rid of the olive green slacks and yellow tops. They'd clash with Teresa's coloring, I pulled out two pairs of black, navy, slate, and cream. My fingers slide through blouses getting rid of ones with too much decoration or ruffles. I pulled out a dozen or so in range of soft colors.

Teresa reappeared, a vision in the simple dress. I could already see her behind the desk, her hair swept back, a lovely shade of red gracing her lips. I blinked, "Is it comfortable?" I was refering to the simple pumps she was wearing.

Time flickered on as she tried on clothes like a super model. Then it was time to pay, in all their were four pairs of shoes, six pairs of stockings, seven pairs of slacks, a dozen shirts, and five dresses.

I didn't even blink at the total as I gave the girl a credit card and she charged it. I signed my name with a flourish.

"So Teresa, are you ready to get your hair done?" My fingers went to touch her hair without thinking, I noticed her alarmed reaction and withdrew them. "Let's see if we can get you in today." I pulled out my cell phone and hit the number as several people gather around to carry the various bags out to the car. I talk on the phone as I unlock the car and get the various packages in.

"He has an opening in twenty minutes," I say over the car as we get in. I'm suddenly aware of how spacious the car is and how close you are to me.

 

[Merelan]

Teresa:
On and on he has me trying things. Too many things, yet I cannot stop him, nor wish to. His eyes getting darker and darker as I continue, the fear in the salegirls eyes filtering through to me. No longer wearing my roomates suit. I am simply attired, in slacks and a silk blouse. Black and cream. The simple touch of his hand on my hair and I jumped. The fire shooting through me. If this was only about sex, why all the clothes. We slid into the car as he explained my hair appointment.
Hair? No. I didn't want it cut.
"Do I have to? Get it cut? Really, I can keep it up and neat. Please." Biting my lip till I drew a drop of blood. Not realizing it till he reached over and wiped it off with his hankerchief. Carefully folding it away again.

 

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Mr. Mac

I pulled away the handkerchief and smile, "He's going to give you some highlights, trim away the split ends and give your hair a deep conditioning treatment. Nothing drastic, just a fresher look for your hair." I put the car in gear and pull out maneuvering through light traffic until we reach the saloon, an elegant building that seemed modern and classic at the same time. I escorted her in and then murmured slightly, "How about I grab us something to eat while you're being pampered?" I see her acquisent nod and smile to Eduardo and remind him to take special care of you. I turn away and then turn back and ask if you have any dietary restrictions? or allergies? It wouldn't do to return with a ham and swiss on a croissant if you were lactose intolerant and a vegetarian.

 

[Merelan]

Why am I trembling as he helps me from the car? Why are my knees weak, my palms sweaty? God, he attracts me. Physically yes, but there is something, a secret something that draws me to him, to his eyes. Listening as he explains what he wants done. Shyly I smile at Eduardo.
"No restrictions. I eat anything, and I never seem to gain any weight." Shrugging my shoulders and smiling. He laid his arm on my shoulder as he told Eduardo to spoil me and give me the full treatment, then was off. The weight of his arm still burning into me. As an automaton I follwed Eduardo through the salon to his private room, the sway of his hips catching the eye of several of the people present. Blushing as I realized they were watching me too.

 

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Mr. Mac

I hit my favorite deli and get two sandwhiches, both different, so she would have a choice. I chewed on ice as I waited for them to be made. The ice soothed and burned at same time, I snagged a Snapple and an ice tea along with some chips and half a dozen cookies. I hope she didn't expect some gourmet deal. I was trying to unwind as I pulled back in to Eduardo's. I knew any of the women there would jump into bed with me and some of the men as well, but it had never pulled at me the way she did.

I found myself counting the tiles in the floor, and then doing the math for how many covered the floor, when she walked back in. She looked delectable, and that was an understatement.

 

[Merelan]

Teresa:

Eduardo took care of me, even having a girl in to do my nails, and my feet. Though that wasn't as successful, I was very ticklish. I apologized to her, but I had warned her. Eduardo laughed, and when he returned I apologized again. But according to him it was not a broken nose, and really not that bad.
Standing before the mirror, with him turning me around. I felt, felt like a fool. What was I doing. This was stupid. Letting a man I barely knew, and who frightened me not a little run my life. But I admitted that his choice in my hair and makeup did set me off better. Finally Eduardo let me go, watching to see his reaction as I walked toward him. Feeling shy I tried to cover.
"Bring me any small children to eat? I am starved." His reaction a shocked look.
"Kidding, just kidding. I only eat small children during the full moon." But the joke fell flat. Covering it, I turned to apologize again to Eduardo about kicking his assistant in the face. But he hushed me. No worries he said, any medical bills would be added to the Master's ticket.

 

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Mr. Mac

"Actually a set of hero sandwhiches, some cookies, munchies, and drinks. I know a great little place we could have a nice quiet picnic." I notice she's covering her insecurity with the odd jokes.
She climbs into my car without assistance, I'm half afraid that if I touch her I'd go insane. I'd never heard of demons self destructing, but I was surprised I hadn't sexually starved in the last century.

The quiet little nook was rather romantic, as we pulled in and I gathered the food.

 

[Merelan]

Teresa:

"Oh how perfect. I never knew this place was even here, yet pass it almost everyday. On the way to the library." It was so quiet and calm here. The trees shutting out the noise of the outside. It's own little world. I leaned briefly against a tree, rubbing my face ont he bark. Silently thanking the nymph who had nurtured it. Then smiled, realizing he was watching.
"An old habit. I use to pretend there were actually nymphs that nurtured each tree. Lived in it's branches. If you needed anything of the tree, you needed to thank them, water it. Silly?" Shrugging my shoulders, then moving to help.

 

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Mr. Mac

I was thinking it should be illegal for women to say the word nymph. I recalled the creatures fondly, that had been before the abusive nature of man had destroyed them. "Do you realize nymphs were very playful in nature?" I spread out a blanket that I had in back of car and lay out the food before lowering myself to ground stretching out my long frame. "Of course their sexual appetite is also legendary," I pause not believing I mentioned sex, "that is, if you believe in nymphs and satyrs." I recalled satyrs as well, and couldn't help the grin that spread over my face.

 

[Merelan]

Teresa:
I sat down next to him, suddenly not as nervous as I had been. he hadn't laughed at me and my childish fantasies.
"I use to go out in the woods and pretend I was kidnapped by satyrs. Though I was too young to know what they were like." Helping him serve, not caring what I ate. His smile was infectious and I was grinning.