Maybe he had to run an errand, Mike thought – he unlocked the house, and went inside. No – no mail on the table – Chen always got the mail and ...set it on the table – no sign he’d been home. Mike shrugged his shoulders, and went to the mailbox – bills, circulars, nothing out of the ordinary – he put it on the table, went to the fridge, and got himself a soda – then went into the kitchen. The evening menu was, as always, on the fridge door – two lists – one for Mike to do, one for Chen to do –. As there aren’t any empty spaces, she pulls up carefully behind the last car in the row, right up to its bumper, almost touching.The driver side door opens, and she gets out, looking a little unsure of herself, then straightening up and taking a deep breath, before stepping away from the car and shutting the door, then heading into the studios (apparently following a direction from off camera).Inside, we see Kathy signing in at reception, joking with Riley that she hopes she’s on time. Riley. That humanoid fell to the ground, and the squid pointed its staff at another humanoid as it barked out some more words which sounded very similar to what it had said to the humanoid lying on the ground.The second humanoid did not hesitate, but pointed the staff that it was holding at the squid. I now could see what looked like a large emerald at the end of the staff, and a green beam jumped from the emerald to the squid. The squid exploded! The humanoid quickly pointed its staff at the second. She had on some kind of almost-not-there G-string that ran along the crease of her ass, then split when it got to her pussy, framing her bulging vulva like a work of fine art. She glanced over her shoulder at what was bulging on our side of the equation, and apparently liked the effect she had achieved.“Damn, Irene, if you weren’t my sïster I’d fuck your brains out,” Chet commented with a wolfish growl in his tone. “Oh, wait…I am going to fuck your brains out.” Not very clever by my.