“Don’t you assholes get it! I hate you! Get away from me!”“Hello Sam,” said my worst enemy.“What are you doing here, Mister Cord. We’ve ...ad our little set-to,” I said. “And I saw it as a tie, so let it be and get the hell away from me.”“Sam, I have news, very important news,” he said. “Please, may I come in?”“What? No! Not now not ever again!” I said. I’d made no move to allow him entry. I was super angry.“Sam, it’s about your dad. Please,” he said. He’d stopped me.“My dad?” I said.“Sam. ."For our work in this Universe will be difficult; LindaQueenMotherBreeder holds all knowledge of our every coupling, with each birth, each pupatation, LindaQueenMotherBreeder knows. We must not rest, for this Universe itself is our enemy! This Universe is onerous to our kind! Because of this, LindaQueenMotherBreeder calculates that it will require no less than one calendar month before our Ck'uhntt Brood fully dominates this entire planet." The walls shook. The cries of outrage, with both. I dropped back into my chair and watched as my almost transparent semen began dripping out of her.''That'll be all for now, Michelle.'' I told her.''There's fresh clothes in the drawer, sir. And I'm going to move your second candidate interview too after lunch.'' she replied as she pulled her panties back up and rearranged her skirt. She then left the office without saying a word.''Thank you,'' I muttered.Lunch was the perfect time to read over the weekend reports, Michelle had gone out and. Wewere able to rescue Ann, and Dr. Divine herself was killed, but hersecond-in-command got away, and we're pretty sure she has a stash of theformula that was used to change Ann here. Unfortunately, we lost ourcontact person, and so we have no clear leads as to what exactly sheintends, except we're reasonably sure they havent left the city limits,at least not yet. Its the opinion of our experts that they intend to usethe formula here, but what form their attack will take is something wedont.