I need to get out of here, Ming Tao warned in his mind. After that encounter with the demon, he could not get his mind on anything at all without seeing her pop in his mind.
Meat made him think of her even though he had never tasted her famous meat. Seeing people hold hands made him think of hers. Watching people touch objects their hands needed to wrap around reminded him of her touch. Even seeing people's lips got his heart pumping so violently in his chest as he remembered what her lips did to him. Not only had she kissed his cheek the night before, but she kissed his member. It seemed like whatever evil practices that demon was involved in was working because his head could not process things without her being in it and he hated it.
