Susan said that it would be fine just as long as they were careful.For the next couple of days, we only saw Karen and Lisa at breakfast, looking like ...hey had just got in. When I asked them if they were enjoying themselves, both of them took great pleasure in telling us, that they were having lots of fun skiing, eating at McDonalds. Then partying the night away at The Londoner bar, where they were always being chatted up by lots of guys.We all arranged to ski together for the next couple of. Then it was pics of her with Mark or random guys at bars and parties. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about her getting fucked by them. I felt so pathetic, but it made me cum so hard.I didn't hear from her until that Wednesday. She texted me and asked if I would want to hang out with her Friday. Since she hadn't left my mind at all yet, I immediately told her yes. I wasn't sure how it would go, but part of me wanted it to go similar to our last two hangouts. I lost the hope of trying to be. Aris: No offence, babe.Hilda: Had you seen any of it? Perhaps, a picture of the leader of the organization? Could this be where Luca Arcari and his alter ego the Crimson Archfiend came from?Aris: No. My mind based his appearence on two different people. His good looks came from an old Greek soap opera actor and his body from a retired professional wrestler who is currently a politician ALONG with his gimmick.Hilda: He was a lot more than that. The Crimson Archfiend represented the monster. Now I had Tubthumping stuck in my head.“All right, she’ll be fine,” Opal said, looking up from the medical brace she had attached to Tycho’s forearm. “She’ll be better if, say, a biokinetic helped her out. Man, if only-”I started. “Oh! Fuck!”Opal made a face as I put my hands to either side of Tycho’s head. My face burned with shame. One of the downsides of having so many powers? You can kinda lose track of them. Yeah, I know, total #SupermanProblems. Fucking sue me. I closed my eyes..