" Martin began. "I mean, if you need me to put a hurt on someone, I can do that, but it won't erase your pain. I don't see you as the revenge type."Mi...ty got, well... misty, as her flood gates opened. She was dying to tell someone, and uncle Martin was as close a male relative as she had to confide.Over the course of the next hour, Misty opened her heart to Martin, telling him of her failed dates, the pawing, the blow jobs, the premature ejaculations, the gay encounters, and then finally, even. "A drink?" I heard Sue's voice and then the clink of glasses.I could not hear all their conversation, but I did hear nervous laughter occasionally. In the end, I couldn't stand to lie there wracked with unrequited excitement. My hand on my cock was feeling too good. I really wanted to wait for the pleasure of Sue's snug little pussy instead of my own hand. At length, I got up and crept down the hall to hear a little better.For a moment I heard no sounds. I held my breath. And then, softly, the. “Arrakis,” I whispered. “Dune. The desert planet. Home of the Spice Melange.”“That’s a much better name!” Ali said. “Arrakis. I love it.”“Original name, do not steal,” I said, managing to keep my face straight.“Where’s the main settlement?” Magnum asked, glancing at our princess. Ali smiled, then pointed at the projection of the planet. Her finger poked at a huge mass of rock and earth that rose out of the equatorial desert.“It’s a city bored out of the mountain by mindless slaves, called The. Especially with four horses on each. Worst case they could ditch the wagons and just use the horses.Anelie shook her head. She had to stop dwelling on the worst case. Focus on the positive. They were moments away from heading on a quest to save her niece and nephew. From actually DOING something! That was what she had wanted, and by God, He had delivered.A large hand grabbed her shoulder. She looked up beside her. Bogdi looked down, smiling."At ease, Little Sis. We'll be off soon enough." I.