Anyway, taking Ralph’s spleen out through his ear would be too fast a death for him; he deserved something much slower, more painful, and a thousand times worse.
How about she gets her hands on some powerful carcinogen substances and injects them into his bloodstream?
One of the magazines indicated that there was an article inside on 10 Ways to Please Your Man. Well, that had potential.
Also, that’s easy: Keep away from Kryptonite.
A third one stated it had clues on How to Say ‘Yes’, So He Can’t Say ‘No’. Bull’s eye!
Oh my.
She quickly scanned the article and knew exactly how to woo Clark into bed that night, should he try to put the brakes on their relationship again.
By showing up naked and hitting him over the head, then tying him up?
Clark was almost as frustrated as she was. Sadly, not in the same way.
perhaps she should suggest that they move in together until the wedding.
Isn’t that highly inappropriate? What would her mother say?
and she gasped as another wave of desire vibrated through her.
Clark glanced up from the floor, where he was gathering the magazines, and gulped.
Who knew what that man was doing to his precious Lois at that very moment?
/makes squeaky bedspring noises/
“No, no, no!” the real Lex shouted, banging his hand on the table in his war room as he looked at the monitor, showing the fiasco happening in his office.
A clone? How old is that clonse?
Lex returned his gaze to the monitor to see that his clone wasn’t kissing Miranda as he earlier assumed, but strangling her with both hands.
Drugged and left naked in a bed.
She shaded her eyes and realized she faced a bank of windows, a vaguely familiar bank of windows. Standing on the other side of them was Superman. His arms were crossed and he was staring at her in his usual intense manner.
Oh?
