They played a few more games, and Lois' natural competitive nature took over. She beat him as well as she had three years ago--even though she may have cheated just a little--but with no remorse!
Interesting. Wonder if she cheats when playing with her husband, too. Would explain why she destroys him at strip poker.
Suddenly, he heard footsteps coming towards their room. Clark acted fast, throwing the tripod on the bed and grabbing Lois in one swift motion. He laid her gently over the equipment, leaned over her and kissed her soundly, just as the maid came in with some towels.
/danger!/ /danger!/ /danger!/
When he sat up, she still felt dizzy from his kiss and longed desperately to return to her own future, where she would be safe to act on the desires he had just inspired in her.
Aww, too bad
Lois opened the door, her hair dripping wet and a deep burgundy towel wrapped around her petite body. Steam from the shower wafted around her and Clark tried to look anywhere but her towel. Lois was surprisingly composed, though she couldn't help the smirk that crept to her lips. She had grown accustomed to seeing Clark in *his* towel, but no doubt this was a first for this Clark.
Interesting form of payback.
Oh this is fun. I just realized, putting a 1993 Lois into the future without removing future Lois, now that could cause some *real* consequences. After all, then you'd have a Superman-groupie whom Clark might not immediately recognize as not being his wife...
Michael
