Peter walked across the street and into the small building. He closed the door and was all alone with a hot sexy blonde woman. Another one of Fury's a...ents for sure. She was wearing all black and looked quite beautiful to Peter. She looked about in her mid-20s. Peter of couse noticed her full red lips and the beatiful french composure on her face. But he tried to put that from his mind because MJ was the girl he wanted."You are Spiderman?" She woman asked loudly in her deep accent."Yeah, but. Her white blouse was wrinkle-free and freshly laundered. The pink tourmaline brooch was her good luck charm (passed down from her mother) and she found that she kept touching it – as if the luck would simply rub off onto her through the constant contact. Getting out of her car she spilled coffee on her skirt. Walking up to the building she had been clipped by a bike messenger and had stumbled on the curb – running her pantyhose. She had found her office and sat down in her chair approximately. " She barked out a laugh that seemed to surprise her. "You still better go outside." "I think the neighbors might object to my being out there like this. Or the patrons at the place across the street." "This is Georgia. They’ll just shoot you." "Point taken." I rose and started hunting for my pants. "Hey." She said after watching me wobble around unsteadily for a bit. "Yeah?" She looked at the bathroom door. "Ask you something?" "Sure. Anything." "What does it feel like?" "Which. ..After careful consideration, I decided to approach a portion of the day in question and play it by ear. After dinner that night, I sat down on the couch beside MKD and loaded up the bong and handed it to her. I laughed and said "I see you found the weed". She sheepishly smiled and said "sorry" after she had taken her hit. I hadn't realized that despite being maybe 15 pounds heavier than most of the girls that I usually fuck, she was quite pretty. Her nose was pierced with a nice cubic.