They Come To Terms

"...six million dollars in stock options, plus another two million to be paid out as salary over the course of the next four years," Freeman finished reading the revised document. "For the financial compensation. That is in addition to the access rights, exclusive interviews, etcetera as outlined in part three of the agreement, and your personal donation of one million dollars to the Dakota City United College Fund."

Lois Lane smiled. The legalese had long ago passed above her heard, but over the course of three hours with the broad-shouldered Black lawyer, the LexCorp CEO on the phone with his own legal counsel, Lex Luthor now looked as if he had been drawn through a small hole.

"Fine," the bald scientist said, more than a hint of exasperation in his voice. "Now if we can get on with it?"

"After this contract is signed by both of you," Augustus said. He stood up, looming over Lex Luthor. "And Luthor—I should warn you that if anything untoward happens to my client, or if you in any way seek to violate the terms agreed to, I will hold you accountable...and so will certain other parties that I represent."

The lawyer's hand flashed suddenly. Lois didn't see what was cupped in his hand, but Luthor did...and the green eyes widened. The reporter smiled. Superman had always said she could trust Freeman if anything came up, and he was definitely earning his no doubt egregious and bloated legal fee.

Lex Luthor's mouth was a tense line as he signed and initialed where indicated...and then he handed the pen to Lois Lane.

"Now Lois," Augustus warned. "You are aware that by agreeing to this, you are literally signing your body away to medical science? It is similar to the agreements used for volunteers for clinical trials, but because of the technology involved there are...sexual components. You will need to submit to regular medical exams, provide bodily fluids, even sperm and egg samples. Are you okay with that?"

Lois took a deep breath. In truth, she'd already agreed to it. Freeman sticking it to Luthor had just been the icing on the particular cake. She nodded, and signed and initialed...and as Freeman gathered the documents to be notarized and copied. She grabbed his big brown hand and smiled, staring up into his eyes.

"Thank you, Augustus," she said, heartfelt.

He smiled back, his eyes never once dipping down to her nude figure. "Of course, Miss Lane. My pleasure."

Lex Luthor turned to her warily as the lawyer finally left.

"Have you made a decision?" He asked. "On what kind of Kryptonite you would like to be exposed to."

"Type 64," Lois Lane had said. While Lex and Augustus had wrangled and dickered, Lois had been given access to the Kryptonite database and made her selection. If she was going to do this, she wanted to maintain her girlish figure. The only thing she wondered...and she felt embarrassed to even think of it...was how big her cock and balls were going to be.