Spidey swung down and took the purse out of the thief’s hands saying, ‘Sorry Pal, but there isn’t much I hate more than seeing a man carrying a ...urse. It just isn’t manly.’ The old lady came puffing up and Spidey handed her the purse and as he swung away from the scene he heard the crook howling as the old lady beat on him with her umbrella. ‘Hey MJ, I’m home.’ ‘In the bedroom Petey.’ Peter walked into the bedroom and found his wife lying nude on the bed, legs spread wide and finger fucking. “Oh that” replied Andy, never removing his mouth “I’ve got cameras everywhere, recording sex for training purposes. It’s sent automatically to any other synths in the area - in case they want to join an orgy”“You mean Amy and my son upstairs could be watching us”?“I guess Amy is rather too busy taking his virginity to worry about us. We can watch from her three internal cameras too if you’d like - see whichever hole he’s fucking at the moment”.“No, I don’t think so. Seems a bit creepy watching. He has no government issued anything. It’s his day off and yet, he approaches the mansion as, “Clayben here, photographer?” He points to his backpack.A beautiful asian maid beams at him and beckons him to enter. “Hi, welcome. Miss Flaherty has been expecting you. She’s totally excited.” She has a bubbly chipper voice, but it’s more east coast than valley girl. Maybe a New Englander? He files that thought away. She’s new and if she’s missing, then even if the girl isn’t helpful, this visit has. People leaving the 8th Street subway station into the night, people sitting on the sidewalk selling old books, new books, old clothes, incense, the debris of their lives. Furs and punk, jewels and bottlecap rings, Brooks Brothers, The Gap and the Salvation Army.In the midst of all he saw her turn from Astor Place onto Broadway, walking downtown. The first thing he noticed was the way she moved. Not just graceful, fluid. Maneuvering through the crowd deftly but without any appearance of speed or.