And the current version who was a flirtatious 16 year-old who was apparently very susceptible to mind control. Plus the golden age, silver age and ani...ated cartoon versions which I won't bother going into at this time. (For comic book aficionados, yes, the early 80's Supergirl was technically the Silver Age Supergirl, but that's like saying the Neal Adams Batman is the same as the Adam West era Batman ... technically true, but ... No.) Adding a couple years to the current version would be no. He didn’t say much, so I sent him off to think. Marilyn came through from the kitchen at that point and saw his somber face. She asked, “What’s with him? He looks like his dog just died.” Dum-Dum took that opportunity to jump up and try to lick her face. “No, Dum-Dum, not you!”I had to laugh at that. I rubbed Dum-Dum’s head and she jumped into my lap and lay down for a nap, well deserved after a long day of sleeping. Then she farted and both Marilyn and I had to rub our watery eyes! “It wasn’t. "You really need to move, Simon." She looked up and down the street. "It's not safe!" I'll be okay," I said."I'll see you at work?" she asked.I nodded. "If you need to de-stress, remember that I'm your rotation."She leaned up and kissed me. Her lower body pressed against my dick."I'm not being a bitch, okay?" she said. "I really don't have time for more right now!"I framed her face with my hands. We kissed again, longer and slower. I broke the kiss to look into her eyes. "I don't think this is. 'I've finally found something that looks like a genuine principle, ' she said, 'and that's a relief. Part of me thought you said that stuff last week just because you want to get in my pants'.'Shit, Candice, course I wanna get in your dam' pants, but not hurting you, nor letting other people get hurt, nor damaging friendships either. I done that a couple of times and I learnt my lesson.' She nodded and smiled, looked like she'd heard about the Second Coming. When those clicks are on form I say.