What happens when you come home from a business trip to discover that your ex-husband is using your mansion to make porn movies with your former secretary?   You do your best not kill them — at first.

Vicky Burke makes every attempt to have Stewart evicted, but he’s done his damnedest to tie everything up in red tape until she’s beyond the point of desperation.  When she stumbles into a store called Demons R Us and winds up taking home an ancient tome, it’s seems like a good idea to summon some demonic muscle to get her out of this fix.

Demons Asmodai and Ilbris are just what she needs to get the job done.  It doesn’t hurt that they’re gorgeous either.  Throw in a wagon load of hotter-than-hell sex, and Vicky is half way there.  Provided they can throw Stewart and his sleazy crew out without doing permanent injury to anyone.  

Demons R Us is diabolically funny and loaded with enough double-demon-on-girl action that Vicky, Asmodai and Ilbris could have shot their own porn flick.   Although the overall themes are familiar, Ms. Gaines gets an A+ for her delivery and sheer naughtiness.   

Slimy losers, chivalrous demons, brainless skanks, and a big-hearted businesswoman combine, simmer and boil over into an erotically charged romantic comedy.   The finale is old school sweetness all around.   I give this story the “pitchfork up” sign for a blazingly devilish frolic featuring two sizzling males that show the heroine why Hell is still the hottest place to be.