..”“Ooooh! I like! That’s a great idea, Bro! Maybe if we get away often enough, it will keep me satisfied enough to deal with watching you two s...lobber all over each other at the campfire. You know that’s going to be the real bitch, don’t you? Maybe I shouldn’t drink...”“Yeah, I get it ... I’m sorry, Amber, we could always blow off the trip if you really think that you can’t handle it...”“No! Hell no! It may be hard for some of it, but fishing, swimming, and hiking will be a blast! So will. It's one that I've been getting more and more frequently in recent years as a number of superheroines (and supervillainesses) from the early comic book days are starting to hear the tick of the biological clock. I'm not detracting from your cleverness in knocking up your new gf, but her body was obviously telling her it was time to slow down and become a Mommy.Normally it's easier for supervillainesses to combine a career in crime with rearing a family, as they have henchwenches to carry out. She had been unusually quiet, and Moira let her be, knowing that they now had a relationship stronger that any they had had in the past, and that her new found friend/mother would tell her what was on her mind when she was ready. So she kept sipping her brandy and coffee, until her mother suddenly spoke to her, "I think I need your professional advice, Moira."Moira came out of the reverie in which the good brandy and the logs burning in the fireplace had placed her, "Yes, Helen, what do you. Help! Heeeeelp!?Cindy opened the door, and Sondra half-rushed, half-fell into the foyer and cried out: ?Lock the doors; bar the windows! She’s coming! She’s coming!? Cindy quickly complied. That done, Cindy put Sondra in a big comfy chair and got the whole story out of her.?Don’t worry, sis,? said Cindy, ?sticks are a lot sturdier than straw. Our panties aren’t down yet!?Just then came a voice from outside:?Porcelina, porcelina,I’ll soon be tasting your vagina!?Cindy shouted back:?Not by the.