Louie was a nice guy, sort of. The people he worked for weren’t.
Grimacing, Lois tried not to think about the money hidden away in her bank account. That money was going to be hard to explain away to the IRS. Five thousand dollars could have been gifts, or summer working money. Thirty five thousand dollars was going to raise some flags
She should stop that before she gets into real trouble. Perhaps she has to wait until she´s 18, and then start investing small amounts into the right shares. Not too big amounts, that would be suspicious. That´s the way I would do it.
It wasn’t long before the game started, and Lois finally appreciated Clark Kent’s athletic side. He was just a little faster an more agile than the best of them, but the way he moved was poetry in motion.
*Starts drooling*
“The idea that I would be competing for the sort of girl that Lex Luthor dates is flattering, but I’m just a farm boy from Kansas. The sort of women Lex Luthor would date would be way out of my league. The next thing you know, you’ll be telling me that I’ll be going out with a supermodel.”
Yeah, you´re just a farmboy from Kansas.
And I´m a supermodel!
