Jody

Breathe in, breathe out. Stay calm, it's just sex. I rubbed my sweaty hands on the prison pants.

The Roulex agent had given me information on my...um... partner, but they hadn't said anything about his horns. Sure, the picture they'd shown me had been his jawline down, so I knew about the chiseled muscles and wings.

But horns? Black spiral ones that grew from his forehead? At least they were sawed off at the ends. I shuddered. Not that I had ...