Elegant and masculine, it was what one would expect of an executive office at a Fortune 500 company. Hardwood floors, modernist paintings, a leather c...ouch and a little bar were behind me. In front of me was Mr. Stetson's large mahogany desk. Perched on the edge of the desk was a cute as a button intern. She was 19 or 20 and wore a canary yellow skirt, a matching bra and the same color heels. Maybe a B cup and a pixie haircut. She also had a long strand of jizz running down the right side of her. Like what happened shortly after the first of the new year.The head nurse at the cancer clinic was Marge Purple, yes like the color. I figured that once upon a time, she had decided to change her name from something even worse.Marge was on the sunny side of fifty, but not many steps away from the edge. She had a great body and a bubbly personality and our meeting went well.“So if you have a patient who could benefit from the stuff we provide, we would be happy to serve them. Just have them. Of course we all know Superman as Clark Kent plays that part well and Lois hsd no reason to think otherwise till the day they were both on assignment at the flooded local river while rain lashed down. No one could have foreseen the gust of wind that pushed Lois off her feet and into the raging river. Clark had mere seconds to dash behind the Daily Planet news van and change to Superman and swoop down to pick Lois up as she began to be pulled down into the angry water. Lois was soaked to the. ”“No, you took care of that. What are you doing here at this time of night? Have you been drinking?”“No, sir, but it’s been a long night.” Taylor stepped inside, glancing around. Seeing Jacob, he acknowledged him, but turned to his father. “Can I talk to the entire family? I’ve ... I’ve got something to ask.”Ruth rushed down the stairs. “What happened to your face, Taylor? Were you in a fight?”“It wasn’t really a fight. Although I got hit, I didn’t retaliate, so I took most of the damage.”“Let.