Kotetsu couldn't believe how much better things were since the night they had their talk. Barnaby was communicating with not just him but also the rest of the Second League. They successfully accomplished more than one mission, both times increasing the "flair" of the event before completion which caused Agnes to contact them with words of praise.

He was feeling so much better after their talk, but was still in the process of getting over Barnaby.

He decided to stop at a local news stall and picked up a few magazines featuring that actress. He was rifling through their selection and saw her face. He picked up the magazine. Sure enough, there was a full catalogue of pictures and articles about her in this magazine. Maybe if he got to know her personality a bit better it would be easier to do things thinking about her. He had tried a few times since he watched that movie but was so far unable to get off.

He saw another two magazines featuring her and picked them up. He paid for them quickly with his hat pulled down. The last thing he needed was to be recognized while buying these.

He made his way home and sat down on the edge of his bed. He opened up the magazine he first picked up and leafed through it to her articles. He read a bit about her, but nothing spectacular jumped out at him. Standard Hollywood fare. But the pictures of her were nice. Quite a few of the pictures were of her in very revealing outfits.

He flipped through the magazine and then set it down flipping through another. This one had a bit more information on her, but it wasn't much different than the one before. She grew up in a small town, made it big by being scouted while doing a play. Nothing all that interesting. Some of the pictures in this were actually of her in her costume for the movie he watched. Maybe this would work?

He scooted back on his bed and tried to imagine her slowly getting undressed in front of him, her hands sliding down her sides pulling the silky red dress she was wearing with them. Her bra and panties were a matching set of crimson to match the colour of her dress, tight and barely containing the flesh underneath, her breasts bouncing with her movement.

He started stroking himself thinking about her. Her beautiful golden curls and full lips, that smart look in her eyes, the way her chin jutted out just a bit. The strong jawline and perfect completion, the way his cheekbones perfectly aligned with the middle of his ear, and the little dimples that form when he smiles.

Kotetsu's hand paused what they were doing. He had just shifted from thinking about this attractive lady to thinking about Barnaby. This was not what he had planned to do. Ok, just go back to thinking about her.

Her shapely hips, smooth legs hidden under garter belts and stockings. He imagined unfastening the hooks on her stockings and slowly pulling the material down her legs. Her dainty feet being freed from the hosiery.

He slid his hand back up her leg feeling the contour of her muscles. The strength these legs contained, powerful and perfectly maintained. How he was able to use these legs not only to bound from building to building but was able to kick and jump with such force it was unmatched. These legs that he had felt so many times during sparring matches, their subtle elegance hiding the strength they contain. The feeling of them wrapped around him and snuggling him.

He was doing it again; he needed to get Barnaby out of his head! Think about her, not him. Come on brain!

This went on for another half an hour before Kotetsu gave up and shoved the magazines under his bed and tucked himself back into his pants. He just wasn't in the mood obviously! He would try again when he actually felt horny, that's what the problem was for sure!