He was on a submarine heading for Alexandria. He tried to speak but his lips seemed fused together and then another bout of pain hit him and he gratef...lly sank back into the black abyss.When the mists cleared again he found a man bending over him in a white smock, a stethoscope hung from his neck. He slowly became aware of his surroundings. He was in a room and stands were alongside of his bed holding bottles.The man must have seen his eyes open. “Major Ramage, it’s good to see you have joined. I let him know where I lived and I went to get a shower. It took about 30 minutes and he was at my apartment door. When I let him in he was very uptight and let me know he did not want to talk or be friends. He just needed a nut. I lead him back into the bedroom. I was just where a white shirt with shorts and nothing else. Once we got into the bedroom he started to take his pants off and underwear. He took his soft cock out and started to stroke it. He started to ask if I had ever sucked a cock. The dining room was small and intimate, with six tables scattered around. There were only two other couples in the dining room, both older and prosperous-looking. A young woman in a sassy French maid’s outfit showed them to a table near a large bay window. The woman was the spitting image of Marie, right down to the double white stripes in her long inky tresses.Tommy and Connie were having a cup of coffee after an exceptional meal, when Marie swept into the room. To be such a tiny woman, she. She just grabbed him and threw him like everything and everyone else. But this was Superman. He got right back up and blocked her again.“Stop this now,” he said. “The people don’t deserve to die.”“Who are you to bark out orders,” she asked. “I’m Callisto, goddess of destruction. And you, whoever you are, are about die.”Superman charged after her, but she would show her superiority quickly. She grabbed his cape and then the back of his uniform, lifted him up and placed her knee out. She then.