When he got down to his briefs, there was a pause, while he clutched at them with both hands. "Can we just leave these on?" he pouted. I agreed, and ...old him to sit down on the toilet bowl lid. He took up carelessly playing with the one Matchbox car he managed to clutch and take to the bathroom with him. I undressed myself by him, as he pretended not to notice me. When I was down to my briefs, I again motioned him closer. It was then a look of both fascination and horror came into his eyes. Sure they’ve got their super heroes but it seems to me that they’ve just pulled in more and more super villains? I’m not sure we want that, do we?" Tell me, Chief. After six of these events have you the slightest idea who is responsible? Any forensic evidence? Any witnesses able to describe the offender? Any circumstantial indications? Any intelligence at all?" It’s obviously a villain, Sir." Indeed, Chief. And from the comprehensive list of villains that have troubled our fair city at one time. I knew then I was hooked. The biggest rush came during my junior year at school. I was in the library when he came in. Rumor had it that he stood at about six-foot-two inches and packed a lot of heat down below. I didn’t know his real name, but everyone called him Linebacker for some reason. I spied on him while I pretended to write a research paper on my laptop. Linebacker was over by the periodicals when a group of bubble-headed chicks came up to him and asked him ridiculous questions. I. Well, we're amazed and gratified that you went this long without telling us to fuck off. And the results ... if they weren't top secret ... well ... need to know and you don't." You're not going to tell us?" Nope. But you're getting quite a bonus for the lower lake survey. I can tell you that there's a whole hell of a lot more aircraft than were reported lost. War propaganda. There's so much still covered by the War Powers Act. Even your survey won't be released until 2005." He sighed, "The.