"You're really loving this, aren't you?" she whispered to me."Is it that obvious?" I giggled.We stood in front of a group of surly looking men sitting...by the pool table and Jan nudged me."Will you kiss me please?" I asked to the one nearest me.He didn't say a word, just pulled my face down towards his and began kissing me, his three-day stubble rubbing against my chin. Suddenly I felt a hand reach down the top of my dress as I leaned over the table. It was the man sitting next to the one I was. ‘Nothing,’ Garret intended to keep his expectations low. Sierra could be calling for some totally innocuous reason, like to get his hours for the week so she could make out payroll checks. ‘What are you doing?’ Before she could answer, images from their last talk floated through Garret’s mind. The feel of her mouth on his, her hands on his body, sliding in to her warm welcoming body, the release of tension they both managed to get combined to force him to adjust his rapidly tightening jeans.. .. She still couldn't believe he was thirty-seven! She had originally aged him to be no more than thirty. Sixteen years didn't make a difference to her anyway. She was taken by him. In the bathroom as she dressed herself in the flannel pajama pants and shirt he gave her, she imagined herself laying in his bed with him, his arms around her tightly, like a shield protecting her, as he whispered in her ear... Hannah snapped herself out of her reverie and walked back to the living room. Damien. Superman was stunned at the destruction happening in Metropolis. He dropped in to crash Callisto’s party. There he was, over six foot tall, perfectly sculptured abs and chest, muscular with his iconic blue suit, red briefs, red cape, yellow belt and the “S” symbol on his chest.Without making any introduction, Superman flew in right in front of Callisto. Callisto had no idea who he was. She just grabbed him and threw him like everything and everyone else. But this was Superman. He got right back.