The Prophecy of Agnes

Clamor meus ad te veniat...

"Oh, your kidding me." Agnes looked at the text .
"Whah?" Charlie stirred from his snooze.
"The native Martian Tribal Chief is demanding my
arrest for the genocide of the Moon Ant people."
Agnes rolled over for a back massage.
Charlie rolled over on his back for a belly rub.
They were enjoying an in flight zero gravity massage .

"Your suppose to have a new identity." Charlie
yawned. "What difference does it make?
The Native Martians have no political pull."
Charlie was becoming aroused.
"Your missing the point. How did they know
I was here?" Agnes queried.
Charlie looked thoughtful, "Ehm. I don't know."

"Are the Martians; ant people?" he continued.
"No." Agnes was becoming impatient.
"The Martians are our ancestors." she huffed
as the gravity jets massaged her breasts.
"We should turn around." Charlie stated.
"That's not easily done in hyper-drive." Agnes
snapped and turned off the massage unit.

"Are we going back?" Charlie followed Agnes
down the shuttle passage way to the cockpit.
They were both naked and Charlie was still aroused.
"Can't you calm down?" Agnes snickered.
Charlie shook his head, "It is what it is."
They buckled into their seats...
"I'm slowing down. I hope were not arrested
in orbit, like naked blue jays." Agnes smiled.

Reflections~Satan and his angles have access to Heaven and Earth
as is revealed in Job 2:1,2. And the sons of God did take brides from
the Earth in Genesis and giants walked the Earth.+

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