Be good. Help them. Then help himself.

“Go get it and pick her up. Tell her the truth. All of it.” He commanded throwing her her costume and heading home to ‘visit’ with his fiancé. Thirty seconds later he was ecstatic to have run across the invulnerable Wall-man, who could take all his substantial…frustration through his fists.

Leaving the pummeled but unharmed supervillain bound in a twisted street light, he headed home at top speed, only to find that Shelby had gone out to get food and pick up the rest of her belongings so that she could dress up for her new fiancé.

Bryce swore to himself, changed clothes in a flash and headed down to his mother’s office to see how things were going and if his ladies needed some help. Or some cock. He’d gotten used to having holes, not his hand help him out.

He ran into Florence on her way to his mother’s office, they chatted as they approached and as they walked forward, he could hear sounds coming from her office. Too muffled to be audible to Flo, it was a sound he was familiar with from the mothers show last night…