Hi,
Hey get back here.
Great part.
Until she felt the soft touch of spandex on his chest. Why would Clark be wearing spandex? And under his clothes? He wouldn't, was the simple answer, unless he was a wrestler, which he wasn't. Or Superman, which he definitely wasn't. Lois hesitated. Of course he wasn't Superman. The mere thought of it was insane, ludicrous.
Incredibly possible.
She broke away from him, opened his shirt and stared at the blue and red "S." Feeling the tears starting to form, she had snatched up her purse and stormed out of his apartment, slamming the door behind without saying a word.
Wow! That woman is furious. Lois that is not nice, poor Clark.
More soon, please.
MAF
