" In my mind's eye, I can see her, plain as day. Her long fingernails beckoning me, calling me... her legs begin to spread... "I know who's in that ch...ir... I know who watches me eagerly every night... I know who can't resist the image of my body... can't resist my voice... comes to me every night to watch, to touch himself while I dance for him... do you know?" No... no..." My protests are weak. The answer is obvious, but I try to resist it... try to resist the siren call of my mother's. A couple of slices of cheese completed the sandwich, but it was a little dry. "Next time, I'll see if I can get one of those wonderful sandwiches from the Jewish delicatessen farther down the block."Storm Who Walks laughed at that thought. "Already, you are learning some of the perks of the super hero trade." Something just occurred to me. There is no reason for me to camp out every night. I can spend the night in a hotel room and eat all of my meals at restaurants, couldn't I?" Yes, you can do. On the way to the restroom, I tried to pay the bartender in one swift motion as if to guise any suspicious behavior.-Upon entering the restroom, I could already hear the echos of men grunting and groaning from both directions. Thanks to the sloppy construction that demolished the wall which separated male and female restrooms, the long row of toilet stalls stretched from one end of the building to the other in one long almost continuous sequence of modular blowjob booths. I made a left toward. ”We should change and then I can give you a tour of the college, dinner at the dining hall after.”“Better make that two quick showers first. Aren’t you the big spender. It’s been three weeks since we’ve been together and you spring for college food,” as she playfully tickled him.“Actually, the food is rather good. Later tonight we can get some ice cream in town.”“Hm, wouldn’t have anything to do with the first time we had ice cream, would it?”“Could be, then there’s a meeting for me at my frat.