The End of the Beginning…

Getting back into the alley I was a bit lucky that my clothes were still there. I was able to strip out of my spider-suit and get it shoved back in my purse before that same group of sorority sluts started to pool out of the club and just so happen to walk down that isle so their big could throw up. They caught me half naked, pants around my ankles and bra half off, before laughing at me and leaving. Embarrassing? Sure. But at least my secret identity is still intact.

I tried to call MJ but there was no answer… I mean, what was I gonna tell her? I had to ask about a potential super villain so I left you naked and exhausted in a bathroom? Every lie, or truth, I could think of only made things much worse than they already are. Still, I kept texting and calling over and over again on the bus ride back to campus. Overall the bus ride was quiet, with everyone being exhausted from the club, so the only voice I heard was MJ’s voicemail over and over again.

Hi! You’ve reached Mary Jane, leave a voicemail at the beep! Or don’t. I really don’t care, you should just text me instead.

I realized how **** I looked after the sixth call but could you really blame me? I had the most beautiful woman in the world offering herself to me, and I fucked it up on the very first night? How could anyone be that stupid?

I was beating myself up so much I almost missed my stop as the bus pulled up to the dormitories. I filed out with the rest of the drunken college students and, silently, started to walk up to my dorm room. I was sluggish, barely paying attention, so it freaked me out whenever my spider senses went off as soon as my hand touched the door.

Harriette? Harriette! I thought to myself. If there really was danger behind this door Harriette would be inside! Is Rhino back? Did this Fisk find out I was after them? I couldn’t let my best friend fall to this! I pushed open the door quickly, eyes wide and ready to fight when…

SPLURT~! SPLURT~!

“_Oh fuck~! _Uh… Hey Petra…” Harriette says awkwardly, sprawled across the bed, dildo in her ass, and still pumping her softening cock after she had sprayed her thick fucking load all over my face. Really spider sense? Couldn’t have been more specific?

“Well at least you finally got your load off.” I grumble under my breath as I head into the bathroom to clean up and change clothes. Though my words made Harriette giggle slightly.

“I was supposed to cum on your face earlier but we got interrupted, remember?” She chuckles as I walk back out of the bathroom and roll my eyes, obviously not much in the mood for her quips. She noticed my hesitation, knowing I’m not one for refusing a good quip, and her face quickly softened. She put a robe on that she had on the side of the bed, covered herself up, and shifted closer to me as I started to lay down under the covers.

“Um…” she said awkwardly, before presenting a letter to me with handwriting that I immediately recognized, and my heart sank again. “She… dropped this off for you. She looked mad hun…” Harriette says softly, her eyes quickly glancing to the side as I grumble under my breath and turn away, not wanting to speak.

Harriette puts the letter on my nightstand and sighs. “I’m sorry Petra…” she whispers before kissing my cheek quickly, and then returning to her own bed where she turns off the lights, and starts to go to sleep.

How could I be so stupid? My image of Spider-Woman might be tainted because of some big fucking Rhino bitch fucking my brains out, and now my life as Petra couldn’t be any worse because I lost the most beautiful woman in the world! I could feel my heart sink in my chest as I started to close my eyes with a sigh.

Maybe things will start looking up tomorrow?