Chapter 7
what about the girl?
That damned woman milked her info for all it was worth. i had to give in too, because lets face it, what do you think would happen if the headlines of the daily planet had 'Superman identity revealed as mild mannered reporter, Clark Kent, Billionaire Luthors sex toy!'... yea, lots of fan mail and enocouragement from all the parents of tiny tots who've got my idolized and plan to purchase my new action figure on ebay.
Lois is hard hitting. I don't know if it was jealousy, but she wanted it HARD if you know what I mean. I couldn't let go of her or BOOM, death to supey. so i made love to her and for lack of anything better to do with my time, fell in love with her and asked her to marry me.
the wedding was a huge impact on Lex Luthor. After the announcement was official (thanks, ofcourse to a Daily Planet headline) Lex attempted suicide 6 times but thankfully at least in some ways, his daughter convinced him not too.
Last i heard he was seeking proffessional help.
Serves him right the dirty bastard. He thought he had me. He thought he'd pinned the tail on the donkey.
I think he got a little more than he'd bargained for.
But the next part was one i hadn't expected. Not by a long shot.
I was sitting in my office ALL ALONE this time... Lois had left and was not stiff drunk half alive under her desk. I was reviewing my story for the next day for Perry when a small hand tapped me on the shoulder.
there was a little girl there. about 9 or 10 years old. her hair was black and her eyes were green with soft Luthor features. I knew who she was immediately.
'Hayley Luthor?' i asked.
'yes sir.' she said. 'are you Mr. Kent?'
'yes. how can i help you?'
she paused and wrinkled her nose, contemplating what to say.
'Mr. Kent, sir, did you love my mommy?' she asked.
i was a little puzzled. 'your mommy? who's your mommy?'
'Lex Luthor's my mommy.' she said.
if i had been drinking coffee it'd been all over the floor.
'honey, i think that you've screwed it up a little bit. Lex is a boy not a girl. he's your daddy.'
she wrinkled her nose again.
'no Mr. Kent, you're my daddy.'
bye bye coffee.
what about the girl?
That damned woman milked her info for all it was worth. i had to give in too, because lets face it, what do you think would happen if the headlines of the daily planet had 'Superman identity revealed as mild mannered reporter, Clark Kent, Billionaire Luthors sex toy!'... yea, lots of fan mail and enocouragement from all the parents of tiny tots who've got my idolized and plan to purchase my new action figure on ebay.
Lois is hard hitting. I don't know if it was jealousy, but she wanted it HARD if you know what I mean. I couldn't let go of her or BOOM, death to supey. so i made love to her and for lack of anything better to do with my time, fell in love with her and asked her to marry me.
the wedding was a huge impact on Lex Luthor. After the announcement was official (thanks, ofcourse to a Daily Planet headline) Lex attempted suicide 6 times but thankfully at least in some ways, his daughter convinced him not too.
Last i heard he was seeking proffessional help.
Serves him right the dirty bastard. He thought he had me. He thought he'd pinned the tail on the donkey.
I think he got a little more than he'd bargained for.
But the next part was one i hadn't expected. Not by a long shot.
I was sitting in my office ALL ALONE this time... Lois had left and was not stiff drunk half alive under her desk. I was reviewing my story for the next day for Perry when a small hand tapped me on the shoulder.
there was a little girl there. about 9 or 10 years old. her hair was black and her eyes were green with soft Luthor features. I knew who she was immediately.
'Hayley Luthor?' i asked.
'yes sir.' she said. 'are you Mr. Kent?'
'yes. how can i help you?'
she paused and wrinkled her nose, contemplating what to say.
'Mr. Kent, sir, did you love my mommy?' she asked.
i was a little puzzled. 'your mommy? who's your mommy?'
'Lex Luthor's my mommy.' she said.
if i had been drinking coffee it'd been all over the floor.
'honey, i think that you've screwed it up a little bit. Lex is a boy not a girl. he's your daddy.'
she wrinkled her nose again.
'no Mr. Kent, you're my daddy.'
bye bye coffee.