Her mind buzzed with what had just happened,
Superman had just pulled her pants down.
Option for sex on the ceiling.
why she hadn’t seen the clues before,
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and what she should do now.
Date call-me-Danielle(sic)?
The déjà vu was overpowering.
Oh dear. She’s finally going mad.
Ralph was inside the room with some mousey researcher, who was about to make the worse mistake of her life.
See? See? /points to earlier FDK/
He had pushed her skirt up to her upper thighs and was about to do unspeakable things to that poor woman.
If Cat had figured it out, clearly it couldn’t be that difficult, right? I’m such an idiot!”
To be fair, she is exceptionally focused on the male anatomy.
“You’re not an idiot, honey. What’s bothering you? Did something happen with Clark?”
Not yet.
