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Venture Lane, a tree -lined street of
middle -class conservative America where

Bibles and scrapbooks are placed
prominently in every home, proclaiming

faith and family values.

At the sound of the woman's orgasm, it
will be precisely 7 .43 p .m. on Venture

Lane.

Pleasure to meet you. I'm Eve Stone.

I'm Patty McGruber.

How do you do?

I heard you or I heard someone.

Everything's fine.

You just caught me at a bad time.

I don't want you to think I was just...
I know it's a strange time of day to be

taking a bath, but we just moved in
and... Well, no need to apologize,

I will see you later.

Patty Magruder, one of our new
neighbors.

She seems delightful.

She's quite pretty, but I think she'd be
scandalized about what we're doing.

I don't think she could imagine having
sex in the middle of the afternoon.

No matter how much good it would do her.

Ahem. Mr. Magruder.

Guess who I just met?

Who? I met the new neighbors.

You did?

Well... I met Mrs. Stone. I did not meet
Mr. Stone, but she seems nice.

I look forward to meeting them both. Did
you invite them to service on Sunday?

I did not.

I caught her at a bad time, and it
didn't seem very appropriate.

It's always appropriate to talk about
church.

Well, I suppose you're right.

I should be getting home.

Evening.

Oh, Morgan? Yes.

We've known each other for six years.

You can call me Patty.

If you insist.

I do.

Oh!

Guess who I just... What are you
reading?

Just an article.

About? The so -called sexual revolution.

Really? I can't believe they're printing
this film.

It's not right.

People need to know what's happening in
order to understand it.

Free love?

Swinging? Oral sex?

No, it's a communist plot to spread
venereal disease across America. Not to

mention the moral degradation.

You're starting to sound like Morgan
Roberts.

I met Mrs. Stone.

Who?

Our new neighbor.

Really? Mm -hmm.

I heard screaming coming from her house.

What do you think that was all about?

I think he's beating her.

I don't feel guilty.

Bob goes to the bar, and he drinks with
the boys, and they talk.

I bet it's not all politics.

Well, we deserve our time.

I get tired of talking to Scott.

Frankly, he bores me to death when he
talks about work.

He bores everyone, darling.

I think you're lucky to have him.

Sounds like you two need to trade
husbands.

Are you getting bored with Morgan,
Terry?

No, no, no.

You know they all look at other women.

I couldn't imagine your husband looking
at another woman.

I think all men do.

The grass is always greener.

And men are bulls by nature.

Bullet bull, maybe.

Bye.

Don't apologize.

Let's face it, I think it'd be a lot
easier if we were all lesbians.

Well, I knew a lesbian in college, and
she was a very nice girl, very normal.

I liked her very much.

Well, what happened to her? Are you
still in touch?

No, actually.

She got married and moved to San
Francisco.

Did she ever come on to you?

Heavens no.

I've always been a little curious.

Well, would you look at the time? I must
be going.

Me too. My husband loves a warm piece of
apple pie after he gets off of work.

It was lovely meeting you, Eve.

Yes, it was. I'm sure we'll be great
friends.

Yeah. Bye, ladies.

Bye. Have a good day.

Bye -bye.

I just couldn't believe she started
talking about lesbians like that.

It's a sexual revolution.

I read an article in the magazine about
it.

Everybody's talking about it.

Still, in front of everyone? I can't
believe she said that.

Well,

I have a little surprise for us.

Really? Why don't you come with me?

So, you know when I was in town
yesterday?

I went over to the east side and went to
that little discount liquor store.

But we need to get in there.

Isn't it so cool? Look how real it
looks. I've never seen one this dark

Wow, I wonder what it tastes like.

It tastes like licorice.

Is it safe?

I washed it for you.

No, how about we use it on each other?

Okay.

Those girls weren't even wearing bras,
if you know what I mean.

Harlots. They need a man, some children,
and a good strong dose of the Bible.

Well, I wear a good stiff one.

Yeah, well, I don't care what they do,
as long as my wife's not involved.

Does your wife feel good in the fact
that she won't even look at another

Hey, I don't think it's right to
speculate.

The good book tells us thou shalt not
covet another man's wife.

Yeah, well, my wife wouldn't go braless
in public, let alone burners in the

street. I'm not so sure.

You don't even know my wife.

Talking about mine.

I bet he found it in the stone's garbage
can.

I'm so glad you took it away from him.

Wow.

This should not be in a young boy's
hands.

He's such a nice boy.

He is such a nice boy.

He mows my lawn.

I just couldn't believe it when I found
him looking at this smut.

Would it bother you to have another man

see your wife for all of us?

I know that my wife is attractive, and
when other men feel or think about her,

it doesn't matter. I know that she's
mine.

I wouldn't mind seeing your wife,
brother.

Bob!

I wouldn't mind seeing that myself.

Watch out, gentlemen.

Pride is the first step down the road to
ruin.

I'll just talk of free love.

The path to sin, I tell you.

I don't know. It sounds like fun to me.

I mean, not that I would.

Why not?

I mean, if it sounds like fun, why not
try it?

Nah. The other woman would have to be
more attractive than my wife.

I'm definitely not trading down.

That's a good point.

Three of a kind.

Two pair.

She teases your cock all the time in the
news.

You finally got it, do you love it?

Oh, she's such a bad girl.

Oh, he's come.

Look at all that. Look at that asshole.

Oh, my God.

Where have you been?

Or do you want to explain why I got home
and find the kids all alone when I got

here?

Or perhaps what this thing is.

Where did you get it?

What is that?

It's a dildo. It's an artificial
ballast. It's a sex toy.

Well, where did this dildo come from?

It's mine.

What were you thinking?

What if our children found this?

I keep it safely hidden from them. I
don't expect them to be going through my

underwear drawer.

It's thick.

Why?

It's not natural.

It's an artificial cock. It's for when
the woman isn't satisfied by the real

in her life.

Perverted. It's perverted.

It's perverted.

You're a... You what?

I'm perverted.

Did you get that thing from Eve Stone?

Eve Stone?

Yeah, her husband Alan has been dropping
all kinds of hints about how sexy she

is. If you ask me, she looks like one of
those free love types.

What does Eve Stone have to do with us?

Listen, I know you're not very smart or
strong in your convictions.

I think Eve Stone gave that thing to you
and talked you into... Wait a minute.

Where have you been?

And where were you? I had dinner on the
table at 7 tonight.

The kids and I ate without you again.

Where were you?

I was at work.

You were at the bar getting drunk.

Okay, I was at the bar unwinding a
little bit so I don't take stress from

and bring it into our home.

You were at the bar getting drunk so you
would have an excuse to not achieve an

erection. You were at the bar getting
drunk so you would have a reason not to

have sex with your wife.

Listen to what you're saying.

You sound like a whore.

You look like a whore.

Maybe you turned me into one.

What do you want, Terry?

You okay?

Yeah, I'm okay.

Well?

Make you feel any better?

Can't find Morgan.

Well, if it makes you feel any better, I
just found out that I was... replaced

by a hunk of rubber.

Like a tire?

I wish it was that funny.

Well, this is the third night in a row
Morgan hasn't come home. Well, maybe

just out on his walk.

No.

Morgan's walk usually takes him less
than an hour.

Until recently.

Well, if it makes you feel any better,
I've just come to the realization that I

don't love my wife anymore.

Morgan doesn't love me.

He loves you. No, he doesn't.

He doesn't desire me.

Well, then he's a fool.

And a damn blind fool at that.

Maybe we both married the wrong person.

Maybe I concur.

Nothing more.

It's straight up.

Or that where that came from.

Lord in heaven, what are you trying to
make me do?

Trying to get you a little drunk.

Oh, what?

So I could take advantage of you.

But you don't have to get me drunk to do
that.

Oh, really?

Oh, really.

I've been waiting to hear that for about
three years now.

What do you suggest we do about it?

I don't know.

You don't know?

What can you come up with?

It's Satan's work.

This town has fallen into the pit.

This neighborhood is becoming a modern
-day Sodom.

Morgan, it's a new time.

We have color television.

We have two editions of the newspaper
delivered every day.

President Eisenhower is even talking
about putting people in space.

It's temptation.

I tell you, it's all about temptation.

While your husband and I... Now, Morgan,
I don't think he was offering his...

Bob, please.

Your husband and I sat and listened to
your new neighbor, Mr. Alan Stone,

describe his beautiful wife, his sexy
wife.

The man practically drew pictures of her
breasts right there on the bar.

He practically offered her to whichever
of us.

wanted to have sexual relations with
her. Now, Morgan, don't you think that's

little extreme?

He was, Bob, okay? You weren't
listening.

I know you always want to think the best
of people, but this stone

couple... They've only been here a few
days.

It only takes an instant for a man to
recognize evil.

Evil? Now, don't you think that's a
little extreme?

I mean... No, Bob, I said evil and I
meant evil.

Look, at best, Alan Stone is possessed.

He could be a servant of Satan himself.

Alan possessed.

And his wife?

Eve.

Her name is Eve.

That woman is a succubus. A what?

Have you even met Eve Stone?

I mean, I know I haven't.

No, I haven't.

And I don't need to shake the devil's
hand if I meet him on the road to know

that he's evil.

I've heard enough.

I have not formally met Alan Stone, and
I will not blacklist someone I have not

met. You can demonize them all you want,
but are you willing to talk to them?

Give them a chance?

Is this the tea we had yesterday?

Yes. It's a special southern blend
formula.

Oh. You must share the recipe.

Of course.

Thank you.

Is there something you want to talk to
us about?

Yes.

We would like to ask you about the
sexual revolution and wife

swapping.

Pardon me?

Oh, that came out wrong. I'm sorry.

Well, there's been some talk.

About you two.

Free love.

Swinging.

Are you asking me if we're swinging?

Well, I guess I am.

Eve and I have done some swinging in the
past.

In the past?

Adults, of course.

Of course. All willing.

With an expression of freedom and
independence as women.

Sex isn't tied to reproduction anymore,
Patty. We are free of that.

Eve and I love each other. We're
confident in that knowledge.

And sometimes when we choose to express
it, we let others into our sex life.

Don't you ever think about it, Patty?

You've never thought about it, Morgan?

That's your best.

Yeah.

one o

'clock

Yeah, yeah.

over this. They're not bad people.
They're just different from what you're

to. Oh, they're not evil people, Bob?

Patty, confess. Tell your husband. Tell
him what?

Yeah, tell him. Patty took Lilith's
nipple onto her mouth and she suckled

from it. And that wasn't enough.

She was drawn to Alan Stone's cock.

She was ravaged by it.

And in my moment of weakness, she took
my cock as well and drank my feet.

Look, none of us, none of us can resist
on our own, okay? But together, with

Bibles in hand, we can drive the demons
out.

You were there too.

I was there, Bob.

But together, all of us, together we can
drive them out.

You... You fucked my wife.

There you are. It's time for us to go. I
know. I just want to take this one

piece with us, though.

Oh, come on.

You don't need this. Just the one thing.

There's plenty of toys waiting for us
where we're going.

Okay.

That was easy, wasn't it?

Simple, people.

Simple, huh?

Praise the Lord.

Prayers are answered. The stones are
gone.

Everything can go back to the way it was
in the neighborhood. They're gone.

We can be normal again.

For the record, unfulfilled passion can
destroy, and jealousy can kill.

And a scapegoat can always be found.

But the beauty of it all is that these
seemingly foolish things provide a

fertile ground for real evil.