Infernal Gray Ch. 09

Gray lifted the couch and put it into the truck. It seemed a waste to hire movers when he could lift every piece of furniture in the house by himself. He walked back into the house for another load, ignoring the stares he was getting as a red-skinned, tailed, horned demon. The protestors across the street had lowered their signs, and were just starting. It was easy to wave signs at his women, or even himself, when he looked human, but also they may have just been enjoying the view.

Nicole came out with a box, and Model behind her. The two women provided a study in contrast. Nicole, auburn haired, in her early forties, decidedly curvy, wore a tight white T-shirt over her large, braless breasts, which said I