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After his adventures throughout the Mediterranean during seven years,
has forgotten Ithaca and his Penelope while spending his days in the island of
Orgesia, embraced by the love of the beautiful nymph.
Thank you.
Ha ha!
Oh, no.
Oh, yes, he is.
He's a mere mortal.
Really? Well, he makes love like a god.
And I am a god myself, no?
Oh.
Let's do it.
Go take our message to Calypso, Hermes.
Right away.
I'm still so attracted to you, Ulysses.
Are you joking?
Why? Don't you love me anymore?
Well, we haven't stopped fucking for at least seven years.
And I want to keep doing it for eternity.
What's the matter, Harvey? This is the will of the gods. You must allow Ulysses
to leave.
No, never!
You were granted seven years. You must obey now.
Oh, this is.
Zeus is against them.
Oh, what a shame.
Oh, let's worry about our own things. What do we care?
Oh. Oh.
Thank you.
Once away from the island of the nymph Calypso, Ulysses soon was forced to
confront a terrible storm that shipwrecked him near the land of Piat.
Are you okay?
I feel exhausted.
Where am I?
In the island of Fedchi, and I am Nasika.
Nasika.
Somehow I held on to a plank of my boat.
And the current dragged me to the shores of your island.
Luck has been on your side, stranger.
What's your name?
Ulysses, son of Laertes. He was the king of Ithaca.
Victor of the city of Troy.
The Trojans were brave.
Only with a trick could we conquer their city.
Why don't you tell us about your adventure?
I've had to confront difficult tests.
I once got to an island where a monstrous woman managed to capture me.
Father Neptune, I thank you for hearing the prayers of this, your sad daughter.
I have been burning with desire in this island all alone for so long. I like the
little man.
Do you intend to abuse a defenseless man?
Huh?
I'm going to devour you whole.
In one bite, little man.
Come on.
Allah.
But fortunately, in my long journey, I have also met many women of
beauty and great charms who have quenched my desires.
Oh, do tell us about them. Oh, but it's late. I'm sure our guest would like to
rest. You decide, Elysius.
Thank you.
I'd like to tell you about Therke, the wizard.
Daughter of the sun.
Nobody could ever resist a woman like her, believe me.
Eurylochus! Medante!
Eurylochus!
Medante, where are you?
Hermes has told me that the hero from Troy had stopped here, but he didn't say
that he was so handsome and strong.
What's happened to my companions?
I've turned them into pigs.
Turn them back immediately into the human form they once had. And what if I
don't? Your fame precedes you, Ulysses. You wouldn't kill a woman.
Especially as beautiful as you.
Leave your sword and take me.
Put it all in your mouth.
Mmm.
Mmm. Oh my god.
Yeah.
Oh yeah.
Yeah. Oh.
Oh. Yeah. Oh.
Yeah. Oh,
God. God.
Ugh.
Ugh.
Whoa.
I stayed in that island almost a year, trapped by her passion.
And then decided to go back and see. But a storm left me at the murky of the
waves.
Tomorrow I shall give you a vessel.
That way you may return to your beloved Ithaca.
I have decided that Ulysses returns home. Are you serious, though?
Yes. I hope you are happy, my dear Aphrodite.
Of course.
I'm very grateful to you
Oh.
Fucking creepy.
I'm sorry.
Oh.
Meanwhile, in Ithaca, Penelope was looking in vain for a substitute worthy
Ulysses. And this is, according to you, how to make love?
Get lost.
Now, who else wants to try? You?
My dear Angelo?
Or you, Laodice?
Let me try, my queen. Oh, a beggar.
Ulysses!
Oh, Eunice, he's my husband.
Oh, I've waited for you for so long. I've thought about you so much.
I have also been waiting for this moment.
I want to make love like never before.
Mm.
Thank you.
Ugh.
Yeah.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, yeah.
Oh.
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