After enjoying some exotic play with Shaitan in my dream and giving each of the ladies who craved my attention first thing in the morning a fair turn, I called Shaitan aside again.
"Don't tell me you want me already...?"
"No, we'll set the mood for that later. Right now, I need to check out your abilities as an incubus."
"I see...."
Shaitan looked down with a disappointed expression. She seemed ready to spread her legs and strip off her underwear the moment I gave the word.
"Take off your panties."
"I already took them off before you called me."
"Seriously?"
I flicked Shaitan's forehead with my finger.
"You did this in the dream too—you really don't understand men at all. Shaitan, why do you think I made stockings for the girls?"
"...So you could take them off?"
"Exactly! What's the point if I don't get to take them off myself? Keep that in mind for next time, got it?"
"I'll remember."
Shaitan pulled out a notepad and wrote down what I said.
