See ya later.”Jumping from the window, spider-man reaching out and swung away from the building, leaving the Four to watch as he made his exit.“So... what’s we gonna do about that? Now that its empty.” Ben pointed to the device, seeing Susan hoist it up using her powers to create a forcefield bubble around it.“Everyone is cured of the spider virus, so that’s good, it’s a shame none of the symbiote survived, it would have been insightful to study such an oddity of their species. Still, one must. Not even a sound.She waited out my silence for a reasonable time, then added in her ownquiet way, "You know we've got to try it. If it turns out I can't, orif for some reason you can't handle it, we'll quit. Maybe do it onlyonce. But even if it's more than once, there are no obligations -- Ican always quit any time."I still said nothing. I was too shocked even to open my mouth. Was itpossible she was saying this thing? That we were even considering it?Reduced to considering it? If. Her face was some what ordinary but the smoldering dark eyes and full ruby red lips gave her a very sexy look. Cheryl, who was standing, was stunning. Tall, red head, with an enormous set of tits that were confined by her tight uniform jacket. Her mouth looked like it was made to suck a dick. "Well, thank you ladies but I really need to grab a little sleep. I have a very important meeting in New York at 11 AM tomorrow." "Now mr. Whitman, please let us. The professor was fired too. We broke up after that.They tried to keep it hush-hush, but a scandal ensued, word got around and everyone knew. It was embarrassing. There was no going back.--A few weeks after the breakup I stopped at the grocery store on the way home from work and I ran into Jen’s mother. She looked stunning in a navy blue business suit, her hair pulled back and light on the makeup. I remembered she was a loan officer at some bank and I guessed she had just come from work. I was.