“You said in your call to Mr. Kent that the artifact didn’t show any sigh of Kryptonite radiation?” Superman asked as they entered the building ...nd passed through a security checkpoint.“That’s what’s been puzzling us,” Phyllis said as she led Superman through the maze of corridors. “Almost every previous Kryptonian artifact has shown at least trace amounts. It’s almost as if, if it is Kryptonian in origin, it left the planet before it’s destruction. At least that’s the theory some of us have. It's quite funny really as this is the blind-fold she bought him for his trip abroad - and when giving it to him, she had whispered in his ear that he must think of her in the plane when he's got it on, thinking, What I can do to you while you have this on, she told him. It made for a better flight. She takes each hand firmly, and moves it above his head, shackling each hand to the bedposts. He's sure she had the restraints ready and hidden away, as he didn't hear her mess around too much. She had the kind of voice he’d expected – a little husky, low and melodious. ‘Hello,’ he said. He walked up to her. ‘You’re here to watch the sunset, too?’ She nodded. ‘It’s always beautiful on this side of the island,’ she said. ‘Are you Evie’s tenant?’ ‘Yes, I am. I love her house. It’s a good place to stay in.’ ‘Yes,’ she said. ‘You’re Tim, aren’t you?’ ‘Tim Palmer,’ he said. ‘And you?’ ‘I’m Marguerite. I am a friend of Evie’s, we grew up next door to each other.’ She smiled, and Tim saw. " She admitted."Are you ready to take that little spin now?" I asked, opening the passengers side door of my car. Without hesitation, she ducked into the smooth leather seat, her hands moving up and down the inviting interior. Then, without even realising what I was saying, I blurted out, "Are you interested in a little sex-education practice with your favourite high school teacher?" Gee, Mr Dawson," Kelly gushed, "am I ever! But I've never done it before. Hope that's okay with you?"That was.