THE QUEEN WITH THE PEACOCK FAN AND GIRL IN THE  SHORT BLACK DRESS (continued)<br/><br/>It was one thing to be conscripted by the Queen of Olympus, thought Terpsichore, but it was another thing entirely to be belittled by the god of the forge with those soulless clumps of articulated metal!  A look passed between the queen and the muse of dance.  The queen nodded her understanding and quit the dance floor along with the mortal women.  Six of the other muses joined their sister on the dance floor, Thalia and Urania were elsewhere.<br/><br/>Hera and Zafira walked over to where 'Jupiter' was standing.  "Darling," said 'Juno', "what started out as a 'frienenemy' little contest between us has escalated.  Those 'toys', our crafty little kiss-ass son has given to you, have been taken as an insult."<br/><br/>With that, Hera leaned in and stretched up to kiss Zeus on the cheek.  Looking at Zafira and then back at Zeus, she said, "I think Zafira is right.  I could use a 'girls night', so don't wait up for me."<br/><br/>The two women exited the lounge, not looking back as the music started.<br/><br/><div class="bbMediaWrapper">
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</div><br/>When the dance was done, every straight mortal male and lesbian stood as still as stone, dripping in sweat, with their eyes wide and their mouths opened in a stunned expression.  Added to that were a number of gay men and straight women who were now questioning their sexual preference.