I should have resisted somehow. I should’ve done something, anything. Instead, I just stood there and let them ... touch me.” Sam’s face crumpled with disgust at the thought.
“No man has the power to resist their charms. You did what any other man would have done.”
“But that’s just it, isn’t it?” He sat up angrily. “I’m not just any other man. In fact, I’m no man at all. I’m a demon.”
“You are a man, and a good one. Have you even considered that your demon blood would make you just as susceptible to their charms?
