Date: Tue, 27 Dec 2005 14:56:56 -0800 (PST)
From: dancer5612004@yahoo.com
Subject: KISSING SUPERMAN

Once while continuing my security night patrol I was going down an
elevator to the bottom floor when suddenly the elevator stopped on floor
6. The door opened and in walked Superman! I couldnt believe it and asked
him what he was doing here? He said he had used the restroom on this
floor and was coming from floor 9 where he had responded to an incident.
Since those floors are out of my patrol area I surmised he slipped by
somehow and the lobby guard had let him in.He then pressed the lobby
button and for some reason the elevator stopped on floor 3 with nobody
there to enter and the buttons blackened out. As I reached to re-press
the lobby button he nudged my arm as if to stop me. The doors closed
behind him and commented that he had noticed me glaring at his chest
while telling me of the incident on floor 9. I defended myself by saying
i was impressed, but he didnt buy that explanation. He came closer and
said "I think you like the way my chest looks." I said "I'm sorry if i
offended you but we should get going now." He moved closer still flexing
his chest a little and said "You can touch it if you like." At this point
I'm sure my mouth dropped a little and before I knew it my back hit the
elevator wall. Ok, I thought, he can read minds also. With turned-on
reluctance I lifted my right hand and gently touched him on his letter S
area. Again he quickly flexed his chest as if relishing himself teasing
me. I touched his other side and kind of pinched it a little where it was
totally thick and muscular. "I like that" he commented. "Do you kiss
too?" My mouth dropped again as he seem to close in on me covering me
with all his big frame. At this point I felt his massive chest against my
throat and I closed my eyes. I could feel his great smelling head move
down to where my lips were and then kiss me. His lips were so soft for a
man of steel, but before long I felt his right arm reach behind me and
grab my head. His tongue had entered my mouth and it was exploring itself
ravagely. I can honestly say I had become a mold of jelly as if none of
my muscles worked for any maneuvers. Finally he snapped out of it, moved
away and pressed the lobby button with his long giant arm looking to me
and saying "That was nice. I hope we can see each other. Tell you what,
call Clark Kent at The Daily Planet if you wish to get in touch with me.
OK?" The lobby door opened, he wiped his wet mouth and left.

THE END. by DANCER56.