"Stay a bit--I want to show you something," he said, trying to mysistershotfriend act cool but obviously excited about something.

"O mysistershotfriend.k., What?"

Right mysistershotfriend at 9 mysistershotfriend:00 mysistershotfriend, a woman entered the shop. She was melodee mysistershotfriend tall and mysistershotfriend dressed in melodee mysistershotfriend a mysistershotfriend business suit mysistershotfriend, her blonde hair in a tight mysistershotfriend bun, her dark-rimmed glasses perched on her sharp nose.

"Shit." I mysistershotfriend said mysistershotfriend, "Isn't that Angie Carson?"

"She comes here mysistershotfriend every Tuesday mysistershotfriend at closing mysistershotfriend time mysistershotfriend, though she doesn't know why."

In addition to the outfit, she mysistershotfriend had teased her blonde hair up and out with what must have been an entire can of mousse. Her cheeks were rouged and her lips and melodee mysistershotfriend nails were bright red. She could have stepped out of the pages mysistershotfriend of the trashiest mysistershotfriend comic mysistershotfriend.

"So, TurboWhore, once again your hot cunt mysistershotfriend stands between melodee mysistershotfriend me melodee mysistershotfriend and the city; but your mysistershotfriend skanky hole mysistershotfriend won't mysistershotfriend save you this time, now that I have..." he looked around and mysistershotfriend grabbed his half-eaten mysistershotfriend foot-long, "The Salami Sandwich of Doom."

"What are you evil doers mysistershotfriend muttering about?" demanded Angie, tottering towards us mysistershotfriend with all the swagger she could mysistershotfriend muster in the ridiculous boots. "Do you truly think you mysistershotfriend can resists my Pleasure Powers?"

Damn him. He mysistershotfriend never misses an opportunity to remind me of that stupid mysistershotfriend supehero name I came up with when I melodee mysistershotfriend was 11. I was 11, damn it. What the hell did I know? All the good names had been taken by DC and Marvel mysistershotfriend anyway mysistershotfriend.

"The Electric Bullet, huh melodee?" said Angie, turning to me mysistershotfriend. "You are a new nemesis, are you not mysistershotfriend? You have yet to know TurboWhore, the Fastest Fuck on the mysistershotfriend Planet! Which of my 3 fuck holes will mysistershotfriend dissuade you from mysistershotfriend unleashing evil upon the city? Will it take my super-deep-throat Hummer Attack? TurboWhore mysistershotfriend has no gag reflex like mortal women melodee mysistershotfriend!"

"Come on, dude, take it," he demanded.

"Shit mysistershotfriend. All right mysistershotfriend." he looked around mysistershotfriend, "Would you be melodee mysistershotfriend willing to wield melodee mysistershotfriend the mysistershotfriend Stapler of the Apocalypse mysistershotfriend?"

"Drop the mysistershotfriend salami melodee, D mysistershotfriend-Man. Your meat is mine mysistershotfriend."

"Give in to mysistershotfriend the pleasure, D-Man," cooed Angie, licking her lips. "You know fucking me will mysistershotfriend be better than mysistershotfriend anything you could do with that mysistershotfriend sandwich. Me love you mysistershotfriend long time mysistershotfriend."

"You are fucked mysistershotfriend already, D-Man." she proclaimed, and then mounted him with a fluid, graceful motion and an animalistic grunt.

I should have left right then and don't think I didn't melodee mysistershotfriend tell myself that. But mysistershotfriend I just couldn't. I looked mysistershotfriend on in morbid melodee mysistershotfriend fascination as the mysistershotfriend entranced Angie fucked my friend there in the chair, both of them continuing the corny comic book banter between mysistershotfriend moans, grunts and slurps mysistershotfriend.

"Thanks dude." he said. "8293...and 832 goes into that..

"Stop it, D-Man, Stop it." cried Angie. "Don melodee't you melodee mysistershotfriend see: You won't melodee mysistershotfriend just mysistershotfriend stop your own orgasm; You'll keep everyone on the planet from ever coming mysistershotfriend again."

"No. Not the TurboTitties." cried Daniel mysistershotfriend "I'm powerless before the TurboTitties."

"You leave me no choice melodee, D-Man," said Angie reaching back to undo her top. "Behold: The Jugs of Justice!"

"NO!" Daniel cried, but he didn't resist at all as she pressed his face into her naked pics breasts.

"Nononononononononononononono" he burbled, rubbing his mysistershotfriend face between mysistershotfriend her hooters.

"Ha-Ha-Ha." laughed mysistershotfriend Angie, shaking her mysistershotfriend hair and tits. "Yes. You are defeated, D-Man. You have come inside my TurboWhore Cooze of Power and are too sexually satiated to commit melodee your heinous acts of crime on the city mysistershotfriend."

"You mysistershotfriend've melodee mysistershotfriend defeated me but you haven't saved the city yet, TurboWhore mysistershotfriend," said Daniel melodee mysistershotfriend looking sidelong at me. "My henchman still has the Stapler of the Apocalypse."

I took a step mysistershotfriend back towards the counter, but melodee mysistershotfriend not in the direction of the door like my pics conscience mysistershotfriend kept telling me to.

"Your evil plan almost worked, but you're mysistershotfriend too late. You now face the uncanny sexual wiles mysistershotfriend of TurboWhore mysistershotfriend."

"No can do melodee, dude mysistershotfriend; I've been thwarted," he told me.

"Your 'Girlfriend Power' can't save you, evildoer," said Angie, reaching mysistershotfriend out to stroke the bulge in my mysistershotfriend pants, a bulge which had mysistershotfriend no moral qualms about this at all. "You're already in my power."

And then Angie Carson, my high school wet dream, sank to her knees before me, undid my pants and pulled out my engorged mysistershotfriend cock mysistershotfriend.

And having said that, she opened wide and took my entire cock into her mouth. I mean the whole fucking thing. Now, I'm mysistershotfriend no porn star but I'm mysistershotfriend not exactly tiny either and mysistershotfriend yet there she was with her chin against my balls and mysistershotfriend her nose nestled against my mysistershotfriend pubes.

Any melodee resistance I had left was gone after that. I mysistershotfriend wasn mysistershotfriend't really thinking with my head at that point; I mysistershotfriend was thinking with melodee my cock and my mysistershotfriend cock was thinking mysistershotfriend life was pretty good mysistershotfriend.

Again and again mysistershotfriend, her red mysistershotfriend lips slid along my shaft, the head of my cock making mysistershotfriend its way mysistershotfriend down mysistershotfriend her throat. My mysistershotfriend eyes melodee mysistershotfriend fixated mysistershotfriend on her squirming plastic-clad mysistershotfriend ass as she melodee mysistershotfriend knelt before me mysistershotfriend until I was nearly hypnotized myself. At any mysistershotfriend rate, I don't remember when my hands made their melodee mysistershotfriend way into her over-moussed blonde hair and started mysistershotfriend thrusting mysistershotfriend myself actively mysistershotfriend into her.

"My God mysistershotfriend, Daniel," I said, "This...this mysistershotfriend is evil."

"Well, they say a hypnotized mysistershotfriend person won't do anything that they really don't want mysistershotfriend to do," said Daniel, shrugging.

"No melodee mysistershotfriend, really. I can't mysistershotfriend. I mysistershotfriend...I won't make any trouble for you if mysistershotfriend your gonna keep doing this, but it's wrong mysistershotfriend and I just can't."

Daniel chuckled and the tension between us mysistershotfriend passed. We had been best mysistershotfriend friends for forever and you don mysistershotfriend't give up something like mysistershotfriend that easily. Daniel had a very sick hobby, but really this was just the latest of many.

"Yessss" said mysistershotfriend Angie in a sleepy voice.

"Yes. Understand." she replied.

"You mysistershotfriend will go about your week and not think about me or Chad or mysistershotfriend the comic shop. You will make sure that you mysistershotfriend don't have any plans Tuesday night. Tuesday night is Angie's special time for herself mysistershotfriend."

"Yeah, wasn mysistershotfriend't it?" he agreed mysistershotfriend, "Gives great mysistershotfriend head, doesn melodee't she."

"O.K. It was fun to have the dynamic duo together again, but I guess I'm still melodee flying solo."

"No," I melodee mysistershotfriend said, backing out of the shop mysistershotfriend. "No."