Chapter 1:The Phone Call
"Well, I don't know Mr. Hufnick."
Helen held little sleeping Jack-Jack on her lap, rocking in the living room love seat, while speaking on the phone.
"I promise," said the caller, who sounded like a sophisticated, aged man who had been around a while, "the photo spreads will be tasteful. Ever since that robot business in the city, and that Syndrome fella, we've had letters asking you if you would be in our magazine."
"I'm flattered, Mr. Hufnick. However, I think I'll need some time to think about it."
"Thank you, Elastigirl. I await your reply."
Helen sighed as she clicked off the phone. That phone call, that morning, from the head of PlayBunny Enterprises, Herb Hufnick, would have her thinking all day.
PlayBunny Enterprises produced PlayBunny Magazine, an upscale men's magazine. Herb Hufnick, a millionaire who started the magazine over 30 years ago, photographed beautiful female celebrities, putting it in a magazine geared for men, with short stories, reviews of movies, books, and music, as well as interviews with some big names in the entertainment industries....
...Of course, the photo spreads of the featured beauty had them...well, nude....posed in an artistic manner…
Still, how would it affect her stance as a super? How would it affect her kids? Would Bob approve?
Too many questions, and she had to run some errands, one which was go to the market to pick up some items for dinner.
Taking Jack-Jack and walking him to his room to set him in his crib. She left to her bedroom, angling herself in front of the mirror, recalling doing the same when she was in Syndrome's lair not too long ago.
My, did she blossom after three kids....but....
A knock at the door had waked her out of her daydream. She left for the living room to let the babysitter—Janice--in. Helen would think about this and talk it over with Bob later on that evening.