“Hi, Jos,” I said.“Go away!” she growled.I wasn’t exactly sure how to respond to that, but my encounters with Liz jumped into my mind. I als... remembered getting dressed down severely for my solution. But it had worked. An idea popped into my mind, though it wasn’t QUITE so extreme. But I was sure Doctor Henderson would flip. And I didn’t care.“I hear you want to kill yourself but they won’t let you. If you’re sure about it, I’ll help you do it.”Jocelyn gasped and Doctor Henderson put her hand. Then, a softer, "He didn't even know until I told him today." And what did he have to say about it?" I left before he could answer." Um, okay. Letting that go for a moment... why do you want to follow him to Boston?" Because... if I don't go, I'll always look back and wonder what might have been. I'll always take the path of least resistance, and never take another chance. I'll lose him again, this time for good." So, whatever reason you had for breaking up with him last year--that's no longer. " Hey, Spider-Man was a teenager. Iron Man was a teenager in thatcartoon from a couple years ago. Maybe we find a few others that gotchanged, just like us, and we go around like a little Justice League,or something."Time to get my nerd on. "If we're going with Spider-Man and Iron Man,that would be the Avengers. The Justice League's a completely differentteam from a different comic company."He patted me on the back of the head. My spider-sense didn't go off,which told me that it could somehow. That was exactly what I wanted to hear. When I heard them returning with the love seat I made sure I was bending over adjusting the chair cushions. This afforded them a perfect view of my uncovered ass and pussy. I could feel them staring at my crack before the older guy asked where would I like it. I stood up and turned around to answer. They'd brought a third guy up; he was only about 17 or 18, obviously to show him the whore upstairs. I brazenly replied that I liked it anywhere. The black.