8

It was, so the ages passed with Athena's request to take revenge on a woman who had slept with Dionysus, then not even the gods escaped punishment this same woman once convinced Zeus in a moment of pleasure to punish Athena so on. she was marked for days just when everything could not resolve she was bathed in blood...

- then she needs to be bathed in the first menstrual blood of a warrior still a virgin if they won't be permanent?

- something completely shameful... - Hipolita said...

- I do not believe that. - Said Hawkgirl angrily...

- Who made this? – asked Hippolyta. –

- Yatagarau. - It said Miraculous Woman... - sniffling being taken towards the center of the isl...

- Is this man mortal? - Asked Hippolyta...

- Yes, why? – Asked Hawkgirl

- He shouldn't carry the rope... - Said the woman with a haunted look. - He shouldn't even touch...

- Just because he's a human doesn't make him any less cruel, nor any less scary. – Said Hawkgirl. – Or less dangerous.

“It's not the fact that I'm mortal that makes me afraid. - Said Hippolyta. – It was because, any human being them mortal women men could not touch the rope.

I could not even hold it, it brings extensive pain burns is not curable by any means or traditional cure only by the blood of the first menstruation... - Said Hippolyta...

- There is not being a warrior descended from an incubus fascination for the inheritance of an incubus.

- then everything would fall all this impossible...

For millennia, an incubus capable of carrying Tarkady has n't been born

Again in Paul Valley...

- It's my boy how are you, he's looking for suitors for just one night, if it's a night I could be that night if it's not bad. - He said in a hard face.

- I don't think it's going to work, I have a commitment... - He said with a mental note not to invite Morgan to any party to do business with the lawyers not with the man in person.

He felt the man's hs on his ass, his gaze in his direction almost touching his face.

so, for the first time, he saw Luthor in the distance, his own white suit, hairless head silver tie his gaze in his direction he looked followed in his direction, almost thinking like that, even if the animal stays, if the animal runs caught, the situation was embarrassing critical to say the least, he didn't know whether to run or play, when Luthor said no less than two feet or whether to let the man try to get into his pants.

- So, are you ready for our date, Hopkins? – He asked with a wink in her direction.

- He looked in a mixture of despair distress didn't know whether to go or stay when he felt a pinch on his buttocks the silly h in progress, he pulled away said squeezing the pervert man's h.

- There are, apparently young people are only interested in those of their age, not even. – Before he could say more, he saw a beautiful young woman with curly hair tied in the distance.

Since she was a burly mulatto with dark skin a baby blue dress, he saw her wink simply straightened his tie said with a slap on Alexender's buttocks.

- Here I come, world. - Without giving time to time or reactions he turned went towards the girl.

- Goodbye Mr. Morgan. - so he walked towards the bald man that the old man just raising his h behind his back as a sign of farewell continued approaching the girl in the hall.

- Unscrupulous pervert. - With a look Luthor looked in his direction he smiled said.

- It seems we are safe from the problems of the outside world, not really, Alexender. - Said Luthor with a cynical smile.

- Which? – He asked with a hooded expression.

- Ah, dreamy men, isn't it? He smiled, running his h over his face.

- Saw the news, Hopkins. – He asked with a superior air.

- Not really. - Said Alexender

- Well, apparently, I'm afraid you know that Golden Man Miraculous Woman the Witch, took a lot of the creature.

Even though they were covered in bruises, burn marks all over their bodies, they were forced to fight on the other side of Metropolis, in which all to contain a chemical-derived beast. – He said, he was looking at his cell phone showing the live image towards him.

– They received no help from the black crow. – It said.

– it looks like Miracle Woman had the worst part he looks like he's raw, something they don't want to admit, but she's been skinned from various parts of her body. - Said Luthor.

- Was the monster contained? – Asked Alexender at the time.

- Yes, it's been a few hours, but the Witch, Golden Man Miraculous Woman aren't doing well, of course they're not in danger of death or anything like that, but they'll need their most expensive dermatologists healers of the gods to fix those wounds by kryptonite, the skin peeled off it, because you can see slivers of stone glistening on her shoulder. – It said.

He was expression like this with cynicism towards Hopkins that is not skin around his body, when the two laughed at this, the best dermatologists would take care take a huge problem regarding torn chemically burned skin imagining the effects by the lac of Tarkady.

When they wouldn't lose by waiting, their revenge is at h it would take time to heal, more than chemicals, she thought with perverse pleasure, one thing was for sure Luthor could be a very conquering man when he wanted to, he took him to the beach. banquet table so they talked for hours he was carried from one table to another where several rich snobs.

Even as his little pearls of men women walked by talked to him. looked around him groaned in dissatisfaction, since it was how he could put up with two more minutes of this he wouldn't know how a high society event could be so boring...

He listened with only one ear traveling with his mind through the immense war zone that had become his life, in which he soon looked out into space the horizon towards the window so Luthor took him aside he was in his eyes an incubus omega, in which he had looked in his direction even the most withdrawn incubus with relish for other humans.

In which he had no doubt that Luthor, had a certain charm, but not for an extended relationship, he was a complete narcissist, as he looked into her eyes took her h in the middle of the meal table so he spoke in your direction.

- You're a beautiful man, Alexender, but let's face it, I'm not gay, you're too withdrawn for my taste your situation is magnificent.

“ it's a pity that we have nothing but mutual interest in business. – It said.