Petula cooed and closed her eyes as she danced with Mr. Hammerhead. She rubbed her petite body against his. He was so big and strong; he made her tingle all over.
She giggled as he squeezed her ass. Mr. Hammerhead knew how to treat a real lady. He whined and dined them, gave them pretty presents, then made them howl with pleasure.
She moaned.
"Oh, Mr. Hammerhead, take me now!"
"What's that, doll?"
"I need you in me!"
* * *
"Okay, babe, I have an Avengers meeting," Spider-Woman said as she gave Marion a kiss.
"You sure?"
"Hey, I have to make those guys believe I'm still on the up-and-up. Take care, babycakes!"
Then she went out the window.
Marion sighed as she lit a cigarette. Well, she was sure she could keep herself amused even with Spider-Woman gone.
She glanced at a newspaper article of the Black Cat making a theft.
Marion's eyes narrowed. That bitch had started robbing from her recently. She needed to be dealt with. Marion grinned. She did need a good maid....
* * *
Emma Frost realized she needed to deal with all these suspicious bitches.
"Storm, may I talk to you?" she asked sweetly.