Nada. "A Bank Robbery huh?" she said. "Yeah the one on fifteenth street. Man I thought I was a gonner for sure, thank god Supergirl showed up." "Oh sh... was there?" "Yeah she was hovering above the crowd waving to us, then flew off." "That's some story..." "Yeah I can't stop thinking about her though, floating above us like an angel, sunlight sparkling off her amazing blonde hair...she was beautiful." That's when it happened, as Linda went to take a sip of tea she smirked the exact same. Back then Camille had been a walking stick. Nice looking face with long red hair but had no curves. Being a late bloomer, she had a magnicent body now. She sat in Victoria's spot and passed a small folded piece of paper to him."It's my phone number. I thought I would give it to you while the girl you're with is busy doing in the ladies room. You do remember me, don't you? Camille Weathers?" She reached over putting her hand on his. Her bright red nails dug slightly into his skin. He wanted to. Oh my God."Your voice is close to my ear as you reach around and stroke my clit with your thumb, "Baby, you are so fucking wet." You don't wait for a response before continuing breathlessly, "Wet and hot and so fucking sexy. I didn't want you to give it to me. I wanted to take it. But now," you bite my neck hard, making me whimper before adding, "I want you to beg."The sound of our bodies only feeds the fire that's about to erupt inside both of us and you hold yourself off just long enough to. He knew that the young daughter was one of his early conquests in the sleepy town but he also knew that she was one of those bright-eyed Senoritas that had a different boyfriend every night and that he was probably Johnny come lately when it came to plowing her baby-making furrow with fertile seeds of creation. The risk that he was probably not the true father was enough to make him right skittish about standing up at the altar and saying, “I do!”It was time for him to be hitting the back trail.