" Jan," I said, "you're my best friend. Who else would I do things with?" Thank you, Dan," she smiled. "I feel like I can relax around you." Me, too. ...ou're easy to get along with." She was. Easy to look at, too, but that was something I just didn't want to address. I was happy with somebody who came over every day to swim with me, then the homework and a little quiet TV watching and chatting about the day's events.The phone rang. Leona's name was on the caller ID. "Hello, Leona, what's up?". Biggest issue is the proper formation of the front end." How about the drugs?" Nancy asked."I 'me a MD. I can prescribe. And it would be Demerol and Morphine. We are talking about Terminal pain management here." Abby said with a laugh. "This would be manual though. None of this mess like the courthouse or Merle had on his TV Special. Kind of like a massive liver biopsy coming up from the bottom."Cindy, who had come up from the office and was sitting listening, interjected "Live Spitting? Cool.. Let me recap a little. Make you a little hard. Or wet. So last time, I was in the lift, at night, going out to get something, I crashed into her.Then she pushed me inside, and we kissed madly but stopped because the lift opened. I quickly closed it because I wasn’t satisfied with just one kiss. It wasn’t even long. Unlike my cock.So, we were standing at a distance from each other while the door was closing. And as soon as it got closed, I grabbed her by the wrist, pulled her on me, and started. Since then they had continued working on possiblesolutions for the problem. It was even more of a surprise when two of herreturned."What happened to you?" Professor Hamilton asked in shock."Luthor happened." They replied together. For the next several hours theydiscussed holograms and surgery with kryptonite scalpels, but no practicalsolutions seemed to be available. Just when they were ready to give up theyremembered one person who might be able to help.Clark sat across his breakfast table.