by kstanley

I had to run out to the grocery store and get more glue. I went out the back door and hopped on my Vespa. While at the store, an ebony young man approached me. I had actually noticed him the second I walked in and of course I noticed him noticing me. He introduced himself as Pete and and mentioned that he hadn't seen me around before. I'll admit I was taken aback. He seemed very young and very confident. Most young men I have met (with the exception of Master) would not be so bold as to approach me directly. I told him my name and explained that I worked for Master Lex.

"Really?" he said, eyeing me up and down. "Is it true what they say about Lex Luthor?"

Now honestly I get these sorts of questions all the time. People are naturally curious about my Master (what with him being so virile and powerful and all). But somehow this young man's question seemed different. More lascivious. It was as if he didn't really want to know about Master, just what I had to say about him. I told him that I didn't gossip about my Master. He just smiled and offered to help me carry my groceries to the car. Although I only had a small bag with super glue, I permitted him to carry it for me out to the Vespa.

"Hey!" Pete said. "Nice ride. Can you give me a lift home? I locked my keys in my car."

Although I suspected that this wasn't the first time Pete had 'accidentally' locked his keys in the car and been forced to beg for rides from strange men, I permitted him to get behind me - on the bike.

"Where do you live?" I asked.

"Just drive." Pete said. "I'll show you where."