"That's not what she said, she said we've brought the devil to our house. Did we bring anything back with us from Bermuda?" Said Glen."The statue, t...he fucking statue. Look, is right here but is like it doesn't want you to look at it. It actually hurts my eyes if I look but is right here in plain sight!" Said Lisa."Carl, take it and put it in the shed for now, I'm going back to Bermuda this weekend, I'll take it with me and shove it up that pricks ass." Said Glen, he was pretty angry.Later. Let’s keep it that way.”Wanda, feeling a little mean, stated, “It was open to a story about a threesome. Do you fantasize about that?”Glen ignored the question and continued to work. Sandra took his silence as an admission of guilt. She answered, “I bet he does. I bet he sits over in that recliner at night rubbing his dick and thinking about two women just lusting after his body.”Wanda tittered and added, “Yeah, you have to wonder what women he thinks about. There are lots of pictures of nasty. I explained about the warning, as well as the strange request from the Dubanians.“Did your Gorokian friend say the threat was specifically directed at you?” the Prime Minister asked.“He said that he hears things he can’t discuss, and that I should stay aboard my ship for a few days and be ready to leave at a moment’s notice,” I replied.“Did the Dubanians say why they were leaving, or when?” the general asked.“A woman named Hedvikka said they weren’t sure yet where they would go, but they would. As he had risen back to his knees to show her, his face was at a perfect angle for her to kick him again, and again, and again. She had powerful leg muscles, with all the enhancements women had developed for aeons, and every strike left a big bruise. Tears fell from his eyes but he kept still and gave quiet but firm thanks after each kick.“Interesting. I hadn’t seen a fully certified man in temple service before. Why did your sister set you aside?” she asked, as the other two kept wincing at.