I’m No Angel by Kris P. Kreme
A mysterious man who may not even be a man takes a stroll through the city, just a simple shared experience to better explain the story of who he is.
He’s powerful in ways most can’t fathom, with abilities that could ultimately lead to so much good in the world. Of course, the truth is, he’s no angel and has always had a taste for the perverse.
So many ordinary encounters take extraordinarily depraved diversions when the man in this Kreme Klassic is around.
He’s been around for a very long time, has abilities most would envy, and could easily do a world of good with those abilities. Unfortunately for most, he’s no angel. He has an appreciation for messing with people, particularly attractive women, changing more than their minds at the snap of a finger.
His story is a lengthy one, but cutting out all the filler and getting right to the good stuff he can sum it up by telling about one simple day, a day that quickly became anything but simple for those in the city he chose to take a stroll through.
No one is safe from a casual whim, an idle fantasy, not when he is around. His name will not be known and his origin remains a secret, but everyone can witness what happens as he takes very average everyday encounters and twists them on end, literally turning heads and making sure everyone has a very good time.
From the attractive female executive waiting to cross the street to the patrons of an outdoor cafe, where his eyes fall, inhibitions and clothing are sure to drop as well. Coming upon a group of attractive young girls in the park, away from the busy city, he ultimately concludes his day with a classic, just a simple twist of thoughts, twist of motives, and the girls are no longer content to simply waste time laying in the grass, not when they can spend the afternoon getting mindlessly screwed.
He’s good at what he does, but definitely not good, and this is his story. Only one thing is certain; he’s definitely no angel as this Kreme Klassic clearly shows.
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