She reaches for her house keys and lets herself in. Once inside, she takes the box with her and opens it up. MJ looks shocked. It is Peter?s mask and ...ith a note attached to it.The letter reads as:Hello Mary JaneThis is Electro and Sandman. We have your beloved hubby. He is now our prisoner. We advise you not to call Black Cat or Captain America or the Police.We want you to come alone. We want you to come to Doctor Octopus?s old hideout, that warehouse by the sea. You should know where it?s at. “Good girl.” I told her, patting her on the head, ignoring the look she gave me as best I could. Sometimes she needed a reminder that I could hand it out just as well as I could take it. She should be thankful I didn’t give her nicely rounded rump a smack instead. Trust me, I was tempted. Chapter Two: Getting a Piece of Brass “What’s rule number one?” I quizzed her, keeping my smile to myself, knowing, without looking, that she was rolling her eyes at me. “Always have a backup plan.” She. And well, she was starting to grow on me, she was the first girl I ever liked and when she wore her hair in ponytails it drove me crazy. Anyways, so when my s*s wasn't around we'd push each other and she'd try to land against my crotch and I'd try to touch her ass anyway I could. We were older by this time, like just starting to find the opposite sex attractive, and well, I know girls develop earlier than guys and start humping pillows and masturbating sooner and thinking guys are hot, so. We’re the fucking laughing stocks of this entire system – all because of you.”“The faggot sucker-punched me,” Gunter barked.“He sucker punched you?” Bork asked incredulously. “Twice? I can see maybe the first time – but twice? You knew he was a fucking sucker-punch artist the second time – and you let him do it again? Are you fucking brain damaged, Private? Are you fucking stupid? Yeah, the first time I could blame it on the Navy puke – but the second time is all on you. If someone fucking.