(I apologize for how long this took. I also probably should have re-wrote it a bit. :-/ Didn't want to keep you guys waiting, though.)<br/><br/>In a dark, run down street corner, a woman stood and waited. She was a prostitute, and had been for quite some time. She was still beautiful, as her money was used to feed her young son rather than buy damaging drugs.<br/><br/>A small bump was audible from behind her. She turned around to see the source of the noise could be. Much to her surprise, a gourgeous red-haired woman was standing naught but a foot away from her. She began to laugh.<br/><br/>"And I thought it was cold!"<br/><br/>The woman behind her gave a smirk.<br/><br/>"You'll be a lot warmer soon." She said.<br/><br/>"Well, people don't come dressed like that for conversation. You wanna talk buisness or what?" The prostitue opened her trench coat, revealing nothing but red lingerie. The red-haired woman produced a stack of bills.<br/><br/>"I'm not even gonna ask where you were keeping those."<br/><br/>The woman leaned over and began to kiss the prostitute.<br/><br/>"Hold your horses, shouldn't we go inside?"<br/><br/>"Here," the woman whispered.<br/><br/>The red-head reached over the prostitute's shoulder and unhooked her bra. She took it from the gorgeous streetwalker's back and clasped it in her hand. Kneeling, she began to pull off the hooker's panties with her teeth.<br/><br/>The prostitute giggled as the woman sucked on her toes. She showed a bit of concern when more and more of her foot disappeared into the woman's mouth.<br/><br/>"How are you doing this? Stop, I'm losing balance. Hey, just what-"<br/><br/>The prostitute crashed to the ground as the woman pulled her from her feet. She began to shriek as her leg vanished into the woman's mouth.<br/><br/>"No, I have a son!"<br/><br/>Tears streamed down her cheeks as the woman reached the prostitute's breasts. She had to press them down with her hands as the struggling woman thrashed about.<br/><br/>The prostitute gurgled and sobbed uncontrollably as her head was finally consumed by the mysterious red-head.<br/><br/>The Demoness was pleased with her luck. She had brought in one lustful soul, and didn't have to go hunting for clothes. Plus, if she needed a snack later, it would be quite a while until the prostitute's son was missed.<br/><br/>She strapped on the bra and pulled the panties over her legs. She rested the trench coat over her shoulders. Now, it was time to wait for Ray. He always brought souls with him. If only he could get him to wish for something, then all would be perfect...