" she said winking. "So which one of our fabulous hotels are you staying in?" I asked. She looked around and leaned in close. "I'm staying at the Larc...hmont Inn under the name Betsy Ross. You should stop on by." she said unbuttoning the top button on gerald blouse. "I wouldn't miss it." I said with a smirk. As Scarlett was ushered away vy her handlers the guy from ezrlier came over to me. "Hey guy what was that all about?" he asked. "Nothing...I'm just gonna nail Scarlett Johansson!" The guy. Come quick.”I asked, “What room?”I knew the answer even before she said it. It was room three oh seven.I put on the hat that said “Motel Security” and grabbed my baseball bat. The hat automatically turns on a web camera that gets recorded in the office in case anything seriously goes wrong.We rushed to her room and I used my passkey to get in. There was that fat slob of a cop shoving his cock into Debbie’s ass. She was crying hysterically around the ball gag. He left it just loose enough so. She could only laugh tiredly as Anelie kicked into the side of her beast, setting off on her mission.What would Shanna do without her?The wooden gates of home.Shanna led the column into the fort. Lanterns were lit, hanging from posts around the parade ground. To her surprise, it looked like Anelie had awoken every person in the place. Cooks, stable boys ... wives.Helmut's wife stood alone, surrounded by her adopted family. The dark haired woman was almost at attention, shoulders back, eyes on. The figure that now stood between her and the Intergang Assassin stood 5’7” and weighed about 120 lbs. She had long straight blonde hair that ran down behind a bright red cape. A tight form fitting blue shirt topped a red skirt and matching red boots. Situated across her rounded breasts was an irregular red and yellow pentagon with a stylized “S” in it.“Supergirl.” Susan mouthed wordlessly in relief as she saw the small mashed slugs lying at the Krytonian’s feet.“I suggest you drop the weapon.