Holly opened a bottle of wine and poured us three glasses while I turned on some background music. We made our way to the family room and got comforta...le. Holly turned to face me, “Baby, I want you to watch your wife make love to Mike while I watch you. I want to see your expression as his cock slips into my wet pussy.” Holly moved onto the bed trying not to fall over, “Baby, it’s kind of awkward moving on the bed. Can you hold him for me?” Did she just ask me that, “Excuse me?” I asked,. He wrapped her in a hug and looked behind her out into the dark hall. “I want to...to go home now.” She said through her breaths then burst into fresh tears. Jeston felt his heart sink and a lump form in his throat. She’d talked constantly of going home to Genovia over the past few months, but it wasn’t until now that she’d actually asked to go home. He didn’t want her to go.“Want to see a Magic trick?” He asked, throwing a blanket around her shivering shoulders. She looked skeptical but nodded. “But I’m afraid it was definitely not an accident.”“I don’t understand.” Supergirl said.“One engine exploding is an accident.” Barbara explained. “Two is a statistical anomaly.”With that, the Girl of Steel turned and focused her amazing vision on the twisted remains under both wings. Layer by layer, inch by inch, she surveyed the mangled metal.“I’m afraid you’re right.” she reported. “I’m picking up almost untraceable amounts of explosive residue. They’d be invisible under normal. Freckles were generously splashed across her face and shoulders. She was fairly short, standing at only about five and a half feet tall. Her waist was too thick and her bust was too small for her to have an hourglass figure, but that's not to say she was heavy. Far from it, she was quite thin, thanks to a metabolism that would give a teenage boy a run for his money. Her face was a bit on the round side, again, with little to no fat, and her nose would be best described as celestial, turning up.