“Tonight’s been a lot of fun, thanks for coming out with me” I said. “It has been! I’ll admit I always thought you were handsome but I had n... idea how much fun you were,” she said. “We should have done this a long time ago,” she added. “You can say that again, you have no idea how badly I wanted to take you out all those years ago,” I said. “Better late than never,” she said through a smirk. I put my arm around her and she leaned into me, the sides of our faces now resting on one another. I. ”Minutes later, as she was kissing her husband goodbye and going out to get into a city owned car the Mayor had loaned her for the job, four federal cops were parking their disguised van in the littered parking lot of the Glitter Motel. They had been sent to San Diego, on a one night only assignment, to work this superheroine rape bait surveillance case.They were soon sitting in front of their spy systems TV’s, watching the superheroine’s soon to be sex date for the evening, let himself into a. She didn’t look real. She had a helmet of lacquered blonde hair curling stiffly outward at the bottom, a heavily pan-caked face with bright red lipstick and blue eye shadow. She looked like a woman in a cheap, garishly-coloured magazine advertisement for a 1950s kitchen. Her flowery dress emphasised the 1950s look with a tight bodice strained by her breasts, a full flared skirt several inches below her knee, and a small blue gingham apron. Her legs were in tan stockings ending in white high. Stumbling through the cold towards the blanket, I struggled out of shoes, pants and undies, gasping at each shift and pull of Tee-shirt across sensitized nipples. Collapsing onto my back on the blanket, my hands under another s control caressed their way down my body, guided by the warm familiar whispers shimmering through my thoughts. Drifting down my neck. Brushing my breast bone, feeling my heart beating. Cool finger tips circling each nipple, drawing them taut and hard. Palms smoothing over.