Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> From: MD James <dmatthew@ix.netcom.com> Subject: NEW STORY!! Supergirl and X - by MD James (Part 2 of 7) Part 2 Supergirl spent the day with Jonathan and Martha Kent as they went on a scenic tour of the little resort town. After the nightmare of almost being raped by Lex Luthor and then seeing what she thought was Luthor himself really shook her up. She needed some time away from being Supergirl. Some time to be just "Mae." She decided to be as inconspicuous as possible. She tied her hair back, changed into a baggy sweatshirt and jeans, and then put on a pair of wire-frame glasses. "If it works for Clark, it should for me," she said to herself. "Besides, Jonathan and Martha wear glasses, so I’ll just look like I’m their daughter or something." Martha took "Mae" to the local outlet store while Jonathan tried to call Clark and let him know where they were and that Supergirl was with them. Ever since Clark brought Matrix home from the dead husk that was once an alternate Earth, Jonathan and Martha had treated her like the daughter they never had. And when Luthor betrayed her trust, the Kents were there for her. "Mae?" Martha said as she pulled out a dress from one of the racks. It was a simple dress, red with white fringes. It buttoned up the front and had a very modest V-cut at the top. "What do you think?" Mae thought about it for a second. "Hmm.. no, I don’t think so ma." It was conservative. Too conservative for her tastes. Sure it was OK for her when she thought she was an alternate version of Lana Lang, in a world that seemed to be twenty years after it’s time. But today, as "Mae," she didn’t care for it. She got used to wearing some of the finest designs in the world when she was with Luthor. Plus, she liked showing off her body. She got a secret thrill flying around as Supergirl with all the guys trying to get a peek of her red panties under her short red skirt. She even thought about not wearing panties once, but she knew Clark would object to that. There was even a section on the Internet about that called "alt.supergirl.panties" that she visited once using Clark’s computer. The standing argument was whether she was a natural blond. She was almost tempted to let them know she was a natural gray blob of protomatter. Seconds later, Mae found a dress that was more to her liking.. it was red, with a pleated short skirt that would barely reach the top of her thighs, a low cut back, and the only thing holding it on her body would be two spaghetti-thin straps on each shoulder. "I like this one better," she said holding up the dress to Martha. Martha wrinkled her nose slightly. "I dunno Mae.. most women I know don’t wear that sort of stuff. It shows off too much of your skin." "Well I don’t mind that, ma. I sort of like what I have," she said with a grin. She looked at it for a second, and then put the dress back on the rack. "Aren’t you going to try it?" Martha asked. "That’s one of the pleasures of being a shape-shifter," Mae whispered. "I can wear whatever I want to with just a thought! Window shopping has a whole new meaning for me." Martha chuckled. "I guess it does, Mae." As they left the store, a white limousine pulled into the parking lot. It instantly caught the attention of Supergirl and Martha Kent. "Hmm.. ," said Martha. "I didn’t expect to see any limousines here." "Neither did I," Mae said. "But look at it. It’s not even trying to find a parking spot! It’s almost as if.." Just then she caught the license plates of the limo. "LEX1" Lex Luthor’s limousine! "He IS here!" Supergirl exclaimed. "Ma, get to a phone, call Clark and let him know Lex Luthor is here. I’m going to find out where he has been hiding." "But Mae.. Mae.. wait!" But it was too late for Martha Kent. Supergirl ducked behind the building just long enough to transform her clothed into her Supergirl outfit and then turn herself invisible. She knew that if Luthor was trying to hide he was doing a poor job by going around town in his own stretch limousine! Besides, she wondered, wasn’t it destroyed when Luthor tried to destroy Metropolis? Being suspicious, she kept her distance from the white limo and hovered overhead, trying to see if she could get a peek to confirm that Luthor was indeed inside. Ever since his escape from custody Luthor has been infuriating both law enforcement and Superman in their attempts to recapture him so he could stand trial. And while her business with the Titans often took her in different directions, she was still willing to whatever it took to see that Luthor didn’t hurt any more women like he hurt her! * * * * * Martha Kent found her husband and let him know what was going on. "Hmm.. Well Clark wasn’t at his apartment, so I guess either he’s with Lois or there’s a problem somewhere he needed to be at as Superman." "Well we HAVE to let him know that Mae is going after Lex Luthor!" insisted Martha. "I don’t want to see her hurt any more than that man has hurt her!" "I know Martha, I know," Jonathan said as he put a reassuring arm around her. "We both love her like a daughter, and I know Clark loves her like a sister." He fished through his pocket for another quarter. "I’ll see if Lois is at home…" * * * * * "Oh Clark!" Lois moaned as she cupped her full breast. "Oh Clark… Mmm.. stick it in me… OOOOH Clark.. Oh baby.. fill me up!" Lois was panting hard as she pinched her nipple. "Oh god.. oh baby.. fill me up Clark.. UUUUNNNGGGHHH… Oh god… Oh… Oh…Oh god Clark, I’m gonna cum…. I…. I…. IEEEEEEEEEEEEEE…" RING… Lois just sat lay there on the bed panting as the phone rang. On the third ring, she reached over and picked it up. "Hello?" "Hello Lois? Lois, this is Jonathan.. Is Clark there?" "Clark?" she said as she sat up. "No, sorry Jonathan.. he’s not here.." "Lois? Are you OK?" "Yeah," she said as she pulled the steel vibrator out of her brown muff. "I was.. just finishing a workout.. you know, aerobics and stuff? Why? What’s wrong?" "Well Mae is here with us, we ran into her on our way to Chicago and she put us up in a nice hotel here.. anyways, Martha says the two of them saw Lex Luthor’s limousine driving through her in Sugar Creek…" "Lex Luthor?" she said startled. "What is he doing in someplace called Sugar Creek?" "We don’t know dear.. anyways we wanted to let Clark know so he’d help Mae catch Luthor, but he doesn’t seem to be at his apartment, so we figured we’d try you.." "Well I don’t know, Jonathan.. Clark has been pretty busy of late. I don’t even know where he is at times." "Yeah, I can understand Lois.. it’s sort of like being engaged to a doctor, you just don’t know when he’d be needed. Anyways, we need to let Clark know, so PLEASE when you see him…" "I’ll let him know the first thing," Lois said. "And I’ll see if there’s someone else I can get a hold of to help.." "OK dear.. thanks." "Bye Jonathan." As Lois hung up the phone, she looked down at her naked and sweat-soaked body. "I WISH Clark really was here," she said to herself. "This steel vibrator is sure as hell not a substitute for his cock of steel! Anyways, I’d best take a shower and then see if I can get a hold of SOMEONE who can help Supergirl." * * * * * "IEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Roxy Leech screamed in horror as every fiber of her clothing was town apart and flew off her body. Her white T-shirt, her khaki shorts, even her lace bra and panties seemed to fly in pieces, exposing her young nubile body to.. "SUPERBOY!" "Oops!" Superboy said with a grin. "Sorry Roxy. I guess I got a little out of control with my tactile-telekinesis. All that workout with Knockout, you know." "Yeah I’ll bet!" she said as she slapped the young man in the face and then rushed to her bedroom. ‘How could he do this to me?’ she asked herself. All this time she was ready and willing to bed Superboy when that hussy Knockout shows up. And ever since she pulled that little striptease with the kid a few days ago he’s been anxious to see every women around him naked. First Tana, now her! Just then the phone rang. "Hello?" she said as she sniffled. "Hello, this is Lois Lane of the Daily Planet. Who am I speaking with?" "This is Roxy Leech." "Roxy? Oh, Rex’s daughter.. OK.. Well I need to get a hold of Superboy. It’s urgent." "Hold on," she moaned. "I just saw him a second ago.." She headed back out into the living room, but all she saw was her father coming into the house. "ROXY!" he said startled. "What are you doing walking around bare-ass naked??" "Where’s SB?" she said. "Lois Lane is on the phone. She says it’s urgent." "The kid? Oh, he just left with Knockout. Something about more power training." "Yeah, I’ll bet.." she mumbled and then went back into her bedroom. "Sorry Ms. Lane, SB just left a few minutes ago." "What about Dubilex?" Lois asked. "Can’t you tell him?" "Yeah, well I don’t know where Dubilex is. He’s probably off exploring the island with Krypto." "Well if you see Superboy let him know to call me, OK? It’s urgent!" "I will," Roxy said. "Bye." * * * * * Supergirl followed the stretch limo for ten miles outside town. It didn’t stop once after leaving the outlet mall, which gave a chill down her spine.. Does Lex know I’m following him, she asked herself. No, couldn’t have.. The limo then made a sharp left off the paved road and down a dirt path. The sign at the start of the dirt road read "LEXCORP MINING COMPANY." The words "CLOSED" were sloppily painted on top of the sign. Supergirl kept her distance overhead, making sure she got a bird’s eye view of the abandoned mining facility before she made her attack. It was going to be a simple reconnaissance- scope out the area, make sure Luthor was there, and then come back with Superman to take Luthor down once and for all. She had hoped the limo would stop by one of the office buildings so she could get a visual confirmation of Luthor. He had played an annoying game of deception before, and she wanted to make sure he was here! Instead, the limo pulled up into the mouth of the mine shaft, which was apparently enlarged to support the long vehicle. She had no choice but to follow it inside. The limo drove only a few feet into the mine shaft before it’s driver came out and moved to the passenger section. The chauffeur was a very statuesque redhead, with a killer body clothed in a very tight traditional chauffeur outfit. Very typical for a Lexcorp employee! Supergirl hovered above the limo, waiting to see Lex exit. Instead, the female driver reached into the back of the car and pulled out what appeared to be a person covered in a dark blanket. Even in the diminished light of the mine she couldn’t tell who the second figure was. Was it Luthor? Could it be him? Why was he hiding under a blanket? Was this a trap? The questions flooded her mind. She HAD to make sure. The duo ran briskly down the shaft until they met a steel-encased opening. The driver typed in a series of codes, then the massive door slowly opened. Supergirl waited until the last minute before diving at super-speed through the opening. Trap or no trap, she HAD to know if the second figure under the blanket was Luthor. Once the doors closed she saw that the duo had vanished down the hallway. She remained invisible and hovered over the ground until she reached the end of the corridor. The door on the other side was solid oak and had the initials L.L. ornately carved on them. "No sense playing it safe now," she mumbled as she made herself visible. With a powerful telekinetic blow, she blasted the doors apart, revealing a decorative drawing room on the other side. She walked in, ready for anything. A lone figure sat behind a Victorian desk. He wore an expensive charcoal gray suit with a white shirt and black tie. He was bald, yet he still had the determined face and piercing eyes of the man she once was in love with.. "Luthor.." she whispered under her breath. 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