"What did you do to my daughter, you serpent?" Lyden screamed at the goddess.
"Daddy," Shelly tried to tell him. "She didn't do anything to me. The angel did! Oh, I should have fucked him! He was so gorgeous, too!"
"Mr. Snow," Mandy spoke up, "Shelly is right. Gloria may be the original temptress, but your daughter was like this before we arrived."
Lyden spun on the four-armed woman, rage billowing like dark clouds in his gray eyes. "What is the meaning of this? What's happened to my…. Is that Sheldon? Sheldon!"
For a moment, Shelly was miffed at being forgotten as her father ran to where Sheldon lay on the ground. Like the boring sod he was, he didn't do anything. Shelly was more interesting than her brother! With the orgy idea still fresh in her mind, she was tempted to strip and show everyone how much more interesting she could be, but no one was paying her any mind. Even Gloria in her snake form was staring at Eldon, frantically wriggling to escape her earthen prison.
