Case 1 - "Scott"
Father Rinaldi was not what I had pictured in my head when Zass mentioned Misha's Exorcist. I have to admit, I was expecting someone who looked a lot more prune-like. Wrinkled and old were the first two things that came to mind. This guy might have been in the business for a while and I could understand looking at him why that might be the case. Imagine Friar Tuck from Robin Hood, a jolly fat Friar with lots of extra padding. That was the kind of Priest standing before me enjoying a glass of red wine, old and grey yes, wrinkled and pruney no.
"Pleased to meet you, Father." I said offering my hand.
He held up his hand in an acknowledgement of a sort. Misha said, "Don't be offended Scott, Father Rinaldi here doesn't touch anyone except Luther. It's just the way he is."
"Sure." I replied. If I was a Priest, I wouldn't touch me either right now. Not with all the impure thoughts running around in my head after that kiss.
When Zass and Misha got down to discussing the equipment needs for a full on exorcism, how to deal with the transportation, getting everyone to the throw down, I kind of spaced out staring at Zass. Father Rinaldi and Luther finished their wine and came over to join in the conversation. When Zass told him that I was still chaste, he turned to me and smiled.
"I'm impressed young man. Someone your age still untouched. We'll need a lot of your blood for this so Zass better store some up. In the past they would have just slit your throat and drained you dry."
"What?" I said, my eyes getting really wide and my voice rising in pitch.
"Different time and place Scott. We're not going to do that OK? I've got a friend in the morgue on speed dial. Oh, that didn't sound very good did it? Anyway, she's a medical examiner and is an expert in taking blood too. We'll fill up some bags before we get this thing on and make sure we're all set equipment wise. I'll go call her now." Zass said.
"OK, I understand."
Misha spoke with a serious face. "Scott, you're essential to our plan. We need you to stay out of Zass's bed. Getting everything ready, getting all of Father Rinaldi's team in place and finding a location where we can defeat the opposition without involving too many civilians is going to be difficult enough without having to worry about finding another virgin."
Everyone nodded, but Misha called out to Zass. "Yo, Zass."
Zass said "Hold on Kay Kay." When he raised his head and nodded, Misha asked "Your friend at the morgue Zass, would she be willing to put in chaperone duties?"
At Zass's protest, he said, "After what I saw when I walked in tonight, I think it's a good idea. Scott here smells so amazing I'm finding it hard keeping my hands to myself, and I'm getting so much lust coming off Zass, it's a miracle they lasted this long without tearing each other's clothes off."
Grumbling, Zass asked his friend the question. "So, Kay Kay, I have another small problem I need your help with." At the response on the other end of the line, he continued. "Would you be willing to play chaperone for me for a couple of days? I'd need you to come over ASAP with your blood kit to get started on that". He looked at me and the empty food containers on the table. "Go through a drive through on the way over Kake and get some food to go too please." He looked at me and raised an eyebrow in query, "Taco Bell? Chipotle?" At my nod, he said "Chipotle OK Luv?"
He said his goodbye and hung up. "OK so Kirstin will be here in about an hour. She's got a go-bag so she doesn't need another side trip. We'll make up the sofa bed for her, so she's kind of between us if we lock your bathroom door Scotty. You'll have to come round and use the smaller one down the hall. Kirstin and I can share. We've done it before."

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