Have you ever read this I asked? No, I don't think I have ever seen that book before. You should I told her. Right now. Why not? Okay she agreed and I...sat back to eat my ice cream.After a little bit she came to the part about her father having been her brother. Wow she said that is weird but now that I know I mean I think I always new something was different about them. But this I would have never guessed. It is a kick I told her and Kind of sexy don't you think. Well she said I don't know. It was on one of those trips that the brother-in-law of a newly elected head of a very third world nation approached me. "Mr. Vice President, I am Mbaekwe Okpara of Somalia. You know my sister's husband, the new prime minister of this great country. I was honored to be a guest of your country on the day when your President Thornton gave the great speech, Let Freedom Ring." Your President is a very smart man, and his smartness leads him to naturally do great things, because great men do great. “I… I… Must! I must CUM! Please!” The man cried, tears leaking from his eyes. “It’s been so long… I… need… this!” The sailor’s cry was desperate, rasping with pent up, beastly, sexual fervor. And then, for the first time, he heard the Queen speak in an alien tongue, the accent unworldly, yet the word was clear.“Cah-Uh-Mmm?...,” She mouthed the syllables that did not belong to her world, her time.“Yes!” He cried, his eyes wide in hope. “Cum! Please!”“Cuh-Mh?... Cum?”He nodded, desperate tears. Untouched and unopened. It didn't seem so menacing in the morning light. "I wonder what's inside?" I said to no one in particular. My curiosity was piqued. Just a quick look couldn't hurt. I untied the ribbon surrounding the box and gently pulled the lid off. The first clicking noise or anything and I would be out the door as fast as I could possibly could run. It wasn't a very large box to begin with. I'm going to hell and PETA's gonna take me there. I thought to myself. I held up the package.