The demons they put me, did not try to harm me though, I think they actually liked me, however, they were prone to wanting to make me on my days off, not very often, but sometimes, drink too much, and then I would want sex, and I sometimes had gotten so caught up in my own things, it was NOT unusual for me to go a year just working and being mom, and not thinking about a relationship, but so, then, I would remember, and I would call out 'Next" and the next one would arrive.

On a few occasions, I just happened to see one in passing, that interested me, and I would say "I want that one" and a while later he would just show up at my house, or we would meet again, and be together, until he no longer interested me.

With Steven, he was different, I felt the NO woman had the right to try and be with him, or to try and seduce him, that it was disrespectful to him. That he was trying to figure something out, he was searching for something, so I just watched him, and I watched all the beautiful women throwing themselves at him and begging to have sex with him, come and go.

He seemed, though, he tried to cover it, unnerved by them, as if trying to hold back a hidden rage, very annoyed, and I sensed it, his displeasure in them, and I tried to soothe his spirit after in our brief meeting that week or in our many phone calls during the week.

It was years later, that I looked back and I noted another thing odd. All the women, at 5pm would begin to call begging to be with him, or coming by, and he would schedule them or different days, but they never called before 5pm.

However, I called him whenever I wanted, or I would always say "Hey are you busy?" and he would always say "No" and was happy and we would talk a long time, about different ideas or properties. He always answered every call from me no matter what time, sometimes I was just calling to leave a message, and was shocked he answered, and I too, except for when I got mad at him for a few days always answered his every call.

I had went to go see him, and I was waiting in his office, and he did not come in a timely matter, so I got up to see, and he was in the administrative area with a whore and she was on her knees acting as if she was before god throwing herself at him, and I just looked at him horrified, and he was looking at her amused it seemed, and I was furious, and I stormed out and slammed his door so hard I am surprised it did not break off.

Then he began to call and call, and I would not answer. Finally, he begins to explain and explain, and I will not answer. Finally, I say, it is business, why am I acting like this myself, so we just moved on and said no word about it further.