It was hot. Unlike the exclamation of the couple I just passed, it was not in fact hotter than hell, If only they knew the truth. The way the man kept skimming from the books of the charity he ran, cheating on his pregnant wife, he would learn soon enough. I knew the plans for him, one of those drawbacks of my position.  I would begin by telling you my name but it's nearly impossible for humans to pronounce, and unfortunately I do not have the time to allow you to try. 

    My current charge as my resources have informed me is currently sitting in a coffee shop two blocks away and all it will take is one more meddling tourist and I will miss him. The man I am going to possess is for all intents and purposes a good man.He's been recently struggling with depression and a new found drinking problem. Sad, miserable. One dose of me and he will be hooked.  I like these types easy to sway and the last on my list. Conquer him and I can return to my comfortable and appealing spot tormenting the new arrivals.

  William Morris was the easiest conquest I have ever been assigned, I found him in the coffee shop as he was about to leave I stepped into his body while he searched his pocket for change. He immediately felt my presence and due to his obvious pleasure I turned his thoughts to the naked form of the woman grabbing her cappuccino. To my amusement his next move was to walk behind her and press his growing virility into the back of her skirt. I was pleased , I waited for the scream, the slap, anything at all, so her turning around with a smile on her slips and kissing us was to say the least unexpected. 
"Now Darling?:
Darling? she called him darling?
"Let's go." She grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the door and then they both began giggling. 
Giggling. What the hell? 
I'd already taken possession so I had no choice to follow along as they turned down an alley. It smelled of urine and despair but she walked  to a pile of boxes and started struggling to lift her skirt as he began to fumble with the belt of his pants. What in the hell was going on? 
She kept saying "Finally, finally you're cured." 
Somewhere mid-coitus I noticed the matching rings they wore on their fingers. 
As we worked on returning our clothes I found myself disappointed. 
"Forget everything I said this morning Darling, I'm not leaving. I thought you no longer found me attractive, it's been months."
It was then that I stepped out of him, the feelings of joy and happiness coursing through his body were disgusting to me. They walked off hand in hand 
   As if on cue I felt a message coming through;
    Delayed: William Morris is struggling with erectile dysfunction, and the impending departure of his wife