And Fabio?”“Eros.” The men shook hands in a manly way, and Abel gave his hand a pained flex afterward.Soon they were sitting in the living room,...Chrissie and Abel on the couch with Patty and Eros in wing chairs across from them. “I came over to help you guys,” Patty explained.“Help us?” Abel asked.“Yeah! Do it, Eros.”“Look over here,” the demon commanded them.As one, both Chrissie and Abel looked over to see Eros’ glowing eyes. Also as one, their jaws went slack as they fell under his. We had no one who could speak their languages, and they were suspicious of anyone who spoke the official Brazilian Portuguese.Our plan was to get Earth back on its feet. As far as the Homlins knew, humans were the only race that was naturally resistant to the mental powers of the Octrons. As soon as possible, a study was begun to try to determine just what it was that made humans immune to that mind control. The hope was that the replicators could make some sort of device that was resistant to. When Grant got home that night, he sniffed the air with appreciation. ‘What’s all this?’ he asked. Grace just smiled. ‘Dinner will be done in about another minute, why don’t you go get yourself something to drink and sit down at the table,’ Grace suggested. Grant nodded, grabbed a glass of soda and sat down at his usual spot at the table. He studied the envelope sitting between his plate and his salad bowl curiously before opening it carefully and letting the enclosed photograph drop to his. Maybe imagine those breasts becoming melons, and then smashing those melons with a hammer, or something else. Just change the image into one that is NOT a turn on."Adam shook his head, but did as he was told. Closing his eyes, the image of April reformed, touching herself, and he tried to change it to one of his advanced chemistry teacher, Mr. Jenkins. Her image fuzzed, then came back again as April. He tried harder, but this time when she returned, she was naked, with only her hands covering.