As she rode the elevator on the way up to Jameson's office she thought, and not for the first time, about that stupid fucking radioactive spider that ...ad bitten Peter. Why in the hell couldn't that bite have done something for Peter's pee-pee. She giggled at that, it was so small that she couldn't even call it a dick. What good was it having all that strength and endurance if all you could bring to the bedroom was a three inch pee-pee no bigger around than a cocktail sausage. God what a mess. Or my aunt," he said as he bounced up to face the source of the voice, taking a fighting stance until he saw her emerge from the shadows. The gorgeous red-head wore a black domino mask over her eyes, a headband with two fake cat-ears, and a red leather catsuit with the zipper left open enough to show her spectacular cleavage. "Homina, homina," the young hero said as he immediately recognized the Crimson Cat. "And you certainly could be one. A friend, I mean. Not my Aunt. Unless you really hit. More

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