"You'll fucking take it," Cherrie hissed viciously as Bob's voice rang out in agony in the background, "or your precious little boy gets an arm broke....Bob was almost screaming in agony as I closed my eyes and tried pushing down on the thing yet again, my son's cries rang in my ears as I gagged but kept trying to push down."You get it all in and he stops getting hurt." Cherrie crowed down at me.Gagging and choking I pushed down hard and at last felt the hard plastic push into my throat, god it. Will you be the next great inspiring hero? Or will you succumb to your darker impulses? Or will you establish some sort of middle ground, walking neither path, but forging your own? Will you become one of the mainstream personalities or will you simply be a small town attraction? Will you go solo or become part of a team? Will you join an established team or form your own? Are you a leader or a follower?Of the established superhero teams, several standout to you amongst the rest.First, there is. I caught her eye and smiled. She smiled back red faced and turned back to the sink to finish washing the breakfast dishes.I dressed and dashed to work. The morning seemed to drag on and I noticed most of my fellow employees had the same attitude. Most of us couldn't wait to escape the office and prepare for the evening's party.When I arrived back home I found Mom by the pool sporting an aqua blue bikini. I paused to gape at her lovely figure. My dick was once again hard as I day-dreamed of what. “Yes Sir. Good to meet you. I’m not sure why they wanted me to spend two days here, but I’m sure you can tell me,” Eli said, remembering the request that he humor this man.“Marshal Crow, this is my assistant, Deputy Marshal Mason Grant. Come with us and we’ll explain why I asked that you be sent here for two days after receiving your commendation. By the way, congratulations on that commendation. They don’t come easy and you must have some mighty big pull behind you to get one. You’ll be the.