Definitely Fucking Not!

Maybe I’d reconsider once I had a few supervillains under my thumb, but right now, I was mostly defenseless. I flicked through the targets, Diamond I got info on, despite not being aroused as she was dealing with very angry camp leadership…without Andre. He’d dumped this on her. Asshole.

Asa was having an arousing time, live-streaming from a local pool she’d rented out. Or Andre had rented out. He was apparently helping her out. She’d invited me to help, but I hadn’t been available, so he’d stepped in and not just with cash, he was being her cameraman too. What a dick. I was coming around to stealing his women. Which was insane. Helping out his girlfriend didn’t make him a dick!

And then there was Kianna, who was obviously going to be horny as he--shit. She’d figured out what Asa was doing. Checked up on her and found, just like I had, that she was with Andre and, worse, that Andre was married. And Asa was live-streaming…so Kianna knew where she was and was going there. Right now. Well, at least I’d been right about how horny she was.

Dammit. I’d been planning to go to the bar. If I went early, it wouldn’t look like I was trying to meet up with Francine, just checking out the place she’d recommended. But this had a lot of possibilities, good and bad…

After a moment’s thought, I texted Asa, saying I was free after all and that I’d swing by. I started driving in that direction. If she told me not to, I’d leave it up to her, but otherwise…

There was no response. I pulled in, seeing Kianna’s car as I did. A quick check showed the live-stream had ended, thank god. This didn’t need…Christ, she already had four thousand people watching her go swimming?

I shoved that thought away, put my phone in my pocket and walked in like I belonged there, ignoring the sign up saying ‘reserved for private event,’ the teenager who worked there didn’t even look up from his phone.

The doors swung open and suddenly I saw a scene even worse than my worse encounter with Kianna. Andre was in the pool, his suit (not swim, looked expensive) was sticking to a well muscled body and was heading towards the stairs to get himself out. He wasn’t weak, but pulling himself out with his full suit soaked in water was not going to go well for him, especially with Kianna standing there, fully prepared to kick him if he tried. She was yelling at her daughter in Japanese. Of course, once he got out of the pool, it wasn’t going to go well for Kianna.

I knew exactly enough Japanese to know that she was being extremely rude, though tone would have said that too.

Asa responded in English, “Enough! I’m a grown woman, you aren’t the boss of me! Go away!”

“I didn’t raise a home-wrecking, cheating whore!”

“Apparently you did!”

I rushed forward, catching Kianna’s hand as it flew towards her daughter’s face. “None of that,” I ordered. She struggled, but with my strength back, I was more than a match for a smaller, non-superpowered woman, since And So Are You was finally disabled. “Let me go!” Her other hand rose, “Spare the rod and spoil the slut!” I grabbed it, pulling them both behind her back and pinning them in place. She writhed and struggled for a moment, before realizing my grip was too strong. She may have also realized she was basically giving me a standing lap dance.

As she stopped pulling, and thereby obeyed my order, I felt my phone vibrate, which, given her position, she also felt. She squealed, “Who’s this pervert? Security? You a big star, Asa? Need security against your own mother? I saw those messages from your ‘fans’! You’re nothing but a whore for them, like you are for that--”

Andre was out of the pool and storming towards us. I was trying to cut her off, but Asa’s hand was faster, I couldn’t catch this one as my hands were full. Kianna got slapped across the face.

“Shut up, mother! That’s Eli! You know, the man you were accusing me of cheating on!”

There was a momentary pause. “Why are you holding me, coward? She’s the one who’s cheating with that man! Let me go and take back your woman!”

“Okay, I think everyone needs to calm down.”

“Calm down, she broke in here and shoved my boyfriend into the pool!”

“I will not calm down! She’s a cheating harlot and--”

“I’m taking you to your house so you can calm down. Asa, stay here and calm down. Andre, nice to meet you.”

“I’m not going--”

“You can walk, or I can carry you out of here.”

“Get that cunt out--”

“Stop that, Asa,” I ordered and she did.

Kianna paused as I guided her by her wrists towards the exit. “Choose, or I’ll assume you can’t control yourself and carry you out of here over my shoulder.”

“I’ll scream.”

“I’ll explain why you’re being removed from this private event.”

She struggled. “Walk.”

“Good,” I released her wrist, but kept a firm grip on her shoulder and we walked out like just a couple of people. I led her to her car. “Keys.”

“I’m not giving you my keys!”

“If I let you drive, I think there may be an accident. Now, give me your keys, or I’ll take them, and that will be a scene in front of all these people, who will ask why.”

She glanced around. There weren’t that many people around, but there were some. She flushed and passed me the keys. A glance showed the doors weren’t locked. I walked her around, and opened the door, like I was being a gentleman. “Get in the car.”

“You know what they’re doing back there? You left them alone, with him soaking wet. What do you think my slut of a daughter is doing with that man? Everything that she did with you. And more, probably. He’s married, after all.”

“Get in the car.”

“Do you like that? Is that what this is about? You’re a libtard cuck for big black--”

I put her in the car, like I would an uncooperative perp. I kept her head clear of the frame, and slammed the door with more **** than necessary. I stood there for a moment, breathing. Then I texted Asa. I may actually kill your mother.

I don’t care what you do to her.

You know you don’t mean that.

I do.

She just needs a good spanking.

Or a good fuck.

I sent back a laughing emoji. Well, I don’t think I’m volunteering for that.

Come on, man, throw yourself on that grenade!

Laughing emoji again.

Anyway, thanks for breaking that up, could have been bad.

Anyone would have done the same.

Except Andre hadn’t, of course.

Still, thanks.

I put my phone away, then slid across the hood of her car and dropped into the driver’s seat before she could open the door and head back in. I glanced over at her.

Sitting alone in the car should have calmed her down…