No

"No sorry I just can't. You're married to Tim. I can't betray his trust already. Sorry again." you look her up and down with a bitter taste in it. You do want too fuck her but you are a good guy not bad.

You head down to the first level of Wanyne Interprise to recieve your paycheck. "Hello Mr. Davis here your very first paycheck. Hope I see you around." the girl handing out paycheck said to you.

You'll believe that she was flirting a little with you. You nodded it off, the paycheck was in your hands. The paycheck was 2000 grand.

Later that night in an apartment building on 83rd street.

"Thank you Miss Sally for the apartment. I won't let anything bad happen to this room. Thanks again."

"Bye Mr. Davis hope you have a maverious time." said the 82 year old woman.

She left you too your own thoughts. You put the Tiger-Man costume in your suitcase. You been trying to develop a way to shrink your costume down so you can have it at all time.

You sat at the wooden table in the apartment kitchen. You try to think up the process to come up with a method of shinking. Couldn't thought of it. Damn you thought too yourself. Time to go to sleep.