Hi, I'm new here. I've been reading fic off these boards and the archives for several months now and have finally gotten up the nerve to post.
Muhwahahaha! I have taken Lois Lane hostage. Forget about Superman, only feedback can free her.
It seems only fitting that my
virgin post is in response to a Sue!fic. That should be enough of a sacrifice to free Lois right?
I'm just ecstatic to be reading one of your stories in real time - although sed ecstasy lasted about as long as it took me to finish the section and realize that I don't have the other 9 to plough through in one sitting. However it does allow me the opportunity to leave you much deserved feedback, so count me as a lurker no more.
Now about the story...
A-plot. Well, okay, maybe there's a tiny hint of one, but it's more decorative than functional.
Um, Lois is trapped in a pitch black room post-drugging - that does not seem decorative to me! Fix this please.
She had been on a date with Clark. They were sitting at the bar, killing time before a movie by giving each other flirty glances. His knee had been pressed against hers and she had been fascinated by the motion of his Adam's apple when he swallowed.
Let's get back to this! <bg>
Emily
