WereWoman by Piers Anthony

Author:Piers Anthony
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781497662827
Publisher: Open Road Media

Chapter 7:

Demon

There was news at the office. “I didn’t call you because it could have queered your investigation,” Syd said. “There’s been another murder.”

“Just in time,” I said wryly. “We were running out of suspects.”

“This one’s a Demon. The Demon Chief knows you’re on the case, and figures this could be part of it. Here’s the address.”

“You want to come along?” I asked Nonce.

“You bet. I’ll take you. I know the Demons.”

I was sure she did. She had probably had an affair with their Chief. It was probably expedient not to mention that.

We came to an amusement park, HELL’S HEAVEN. I had heard of it as being fabulous but expensive, so my limited budget had kept me away. The front sign said RANDOM BARGAIN DAY: ALL VISITORS ADMITTED FREE IF ACCOMPANIED BY GUIDES.

“Oh, one of those,” Nonce said. “It’ll be jammed.”

“Free admittance?” I asked. “How often do they do that?”

“About once a week. Visitors watch for it, and flock in when the announcement is made. Other days are charged, and admittance isn’t cheap.”

“And individual guides are provided, also free?”

“Yes. They are said to be very knowledgeable and helpful.”

“So the park loses money?”

“Not really.”

“But unless they limit the free passes, most visitors will hold out for the next free day, and business at other times will be low.”

“True. The locals are especially savvy about timing. Tourists less so, so they generally pay unless they can wangle spot free passes.”

What had I missed out on, by not learning more about this park? Free tickets! “I take it that Demons are not ace businessmen.”

“I wouldn’t say that.”

I glanced sidelong at her. “Is there something you’re not telling me?”

“Of course. A little teasing is good for the relationship.”

I let it be. I would surely find out soon enough.

We joined the line and approached the admittance gate. “We’re together,” Nonce told the Demon at the booth.

“One guide per person; that’s the rule,” the Demon said. “So you don’t get into trouble. Unless you prefer to pay for admittance.”

“Pay!” Nonce exclaimed with finely crafted annoyance. “On a free day?”

“Wear your numbers,” he said, handing us two tags. “So your guides won’t risk losing you.”

“What, aren’t the attractions marked? How can we get lost?”

“On crowded days, it can happen,” the Demon explained patiently.

We pinned our tags to our shirts. Hers was 923 and mine was 924. That hinted how busy the park was today. The two guides had matching numbers. Nonce’s guide was a handsome Demon with small goatlike horns, furry body under his suit, a long forked tail, and cloven hooves. Mine was a lovely Demoness with cute horns and an infernally shapely torso distending her blouse and short skirt. Her tail flicked restlessly; it would not be inappropriate to call her a piece of tail.

“This way, beautiful Witch,” the Demon said, putting a hand on her back as if helping a date.

“We’ll go the same way, handsome Were,” my Demoness said. “Unless you prefer to separate and rejoin them in a bit?” Her blouse went translucent, flashing her firmly braless breasts.

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