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want excuses! I want Princess
Betty-Jo and Raiden dead! Dead as doornails!"
    "What's a doornail?"
    "Damned if I can remember. But in the earth's
fourteenth-century, if you were dead as a doornail, you were
seriously dead!"
    "Easy, goddess. She'll be dispatched on
schedule, and Raiden will be leaving to spend time with the fishes
shortly thereafter. Just make sure you honor your end of our
agreement. I expect to find you open and friendly when I
return."
    The diminutive twit is perma-horny. "Anything
else?"
    "Yeah—wide open and very friendly. I'm taking
a hell of a risk for you!"
    Oh, oh. I'm losing him. "You are, but you
know that your reward will make it all worthwhile. When you return
from Myrtle Beach, we'll fornicate. Just don't try to put that
thing of yours in the wrong hole." As an added incentive, Venus
took Mercury's hand and moved it through the slit in her gown.
    The messenger god took a deep breath, and
reveled in the intoxicating aphrodisiac that was Venus' aroma. Then
he closed his eyes, and drooled like a Basset hound. "The way you
moan—such a basic, earthy sound. Please, goddess, I must have
you."
    Venus was not about to give in to Mercury's
pleading—not even as the waves of pleasure washed over her. "Take
care of The Princess and Raiden first," she said, as she drew her
legs under her. "It will be a character builder for you."
    "Damn you Venus! Damn what you do to me!"
Mercury savored Venus' aroma one last time, and then swaggered out
of her temple.
    Venus laughed at his swagger. "What a dud.
Foreplay with that guy is like a close encounter with the turd
kind." She tossed Old Hairball an angelfish, and considered her
foes' progeny, the earth mortals Betty-Jo Chance and Brad Raiden.
"It's payback time. Soon I'll be shut of those cretins, and ruling
the earth with Emperor Kahn."
    A flea infested Old Hairball looked as if he
could care less.
    "None other than Nostradamus has foretold the
coming of Kahn, the King of Terror, and Nostradamus has never been
wrong. He predicted the French revolution, the rise to power of
Napoleon, the conquests of my buddy, Adolph, and the death of two
of the Kennedy brothers."
    Old Hairball scratched beneath his right
ear.
    "Now, on the eve of the millennium, Emperor
Kahn's arrival is at hand. Nostradamus has written:
     
    In the year 1999 and seven months,
    A King of Terror from the sky will come.
    He will resurrect the great King of the Mongols.
     
    Soon after Emperor Kahn's arrival, and his
resurrection of Genghis Kahn, the Mongol hoards will again be
swarming over the earth like locusts. And this time they'll be
brandishing chemical weapons, biological weapons, and nukes." She
sighed as she pictured the devastation. "I can hardly wait! If the
Americans thought they had a difficult time competing against a few
Chinese swimmers on steroids, wait 'til they see the supermen and
women that eugenics and genetic engineering produce. And Emperor
Kahn will have a nasty surprise for those sissy Americans—he'll use
the new drug-testing technology to sterilize their elite athletes.
The best part is they won't even know they've been neutered."
    The love goddess again slid her hand up her
inner thigh, excited by the thought of America's finest athletes
copulating like crazy in a futile attempt to procreate. "It's true,
you obnoxious pussy," she said as she peaked once more, "'Sex is
best with someone you love.'" When she finished winding down, she
grabbed Old Hairball's tail, and forced him to listen to her plans
for the conquest of America. "Every American man, woman, and child
will be enslaved by Emperor Kahn. The men and children will be made
to toil in the fields and factories, but that will be a blessing
compared to the horror that's awaits their women." She quivered in
anticipation, and gave Hairball's tail a yank to make certain he
was listening.
    "Rrrow!" he cried.
    "There's only one problem. Nostradamus'
prophesy reveals that the son of The American Princess could