Nothing Can Stop the Sandman!; The Enforcers
A gang of teenagers, among which are Peter Parker, Flash Thompson, Liz Allan, Seymour O'Reilly, Sally Avril, Jason Ionello, Tiny McKeever, Carl King and Arnie Gunderson, are in a local bowling alley watching the television program entitled 'Spider-Man... A Force for Good or Evil?' The show is hosted and sponsored by publisher J. Jonah Jameson so if you have any doubt how it going to go, Jonah spells it right out for you at the start, blurting out, "I say that Spider-Man belongs behind bars!".
Flash declares "I think Spider-Man's the coolest".
Peter decides to talk against Spider-Man in order to allay any suspicion. "I don't know, Jameson may be right, after all, nobody knows a thing about Spider-Man."
Flash contemptuously declares "What would you know? I bet that you would faint if you ever caught sight of Spidey."
Liz sighs "Spider-Man must be real handsome under that silly mask".
Flash suddenly tells Pete "Get lost. This is a bowling alley, not a knitting parlor"
"Shut up Flash. I invited him, and you are not the owner of this place to decide who leaves and who stays!" Liz defends Peter. Flash huff, Sally snicker, Carl glares at Peter, Peter is amused and the rest are confused. Why is 'Puny Parker' with them and why is Liz defending him?
Flashback (two days ago)
Liz, Sally and Connie are walking down the hall when the pass by Peter "I can't believe Flash said that, he is so insensitive" said Connie. "I don't wanna talk about it, I'm so mad at him! Argg!" replied Liz. "You know, you should go on a date with someone else to show him! That would make him furious" Sally said with a sly smile. And that's when Liz and Peter eyes cross paths. Liz smile. "Wha- you are not thinking of asking Peter, are you?" but Liz ignored Sally.
End Flashback.
Since then, Peter had gone to see a movie with Liz, to eat ice cream and Peter has joined the gang for the past two days. Sally has put up a fight at first but Liz pays no heed to her. "Look I know you have to end your friendship with Parker to be popular, but with me thing are different, I'm the prettiest student at Midtown High!"
Sally Avril and Peter Parker were friends since Elementary School. But by the time they arrived at Midtown High School, Peter had drifted apart and from that point, Sally wanted nothing to do with Peter, shooting him down when he asked for a date in favor of 'dream boats like Flash Thompson' and coaxing Liz away from Peter rather than offer sympathy after the death of his Uncle Ben.
In the bowling alley, Jonah's TV show continues (JJJ offers "a thousand dollars to anyone who can disclose Spider-Man's true identity".) Peter Parker thinks 'There's even a limit to Spider-Man's patience'.
Sally says "Jameson is an asshole, and the worst is that most of people listened to him"
"I know! Spidey is the good guy! Remember the fight with the Sandman!" reply Jason.
Peter can remember it.
Flashback (a week ago); Peter's POV
I was about to leave through the window, in my Spider Suit, when my spider-sense warn me that someone could see me. I can't be seen leaving the house! I have been Spider-Man for a little more than a year now and I have learned to use and tell apart the different warnings of my spider-sense, from immediate danger, to a near threat and even to the simple danger of his secret been discovered. I couldn't see anyone outside and I realize that it come from Anna Watson's house. That's weird; Mrs. Watson must be watching out the window again, it has happen a lot lately. Aunt May was over there too. Apparently Mrs. Watson's niece had been staying with her again. Aunt May have been trying to set him up to a date with, I think her name was, Mary Jane. She must be a dowdy girl. I have been running out of excuses to dodge that date.
I had to wait almost twenty minutes but, according to my Spider-sense, the path is free now.
Soon after, I'm standing on the top of a water tower when I see several police cars racing along below. I spot a man in a green striped shirt and tan pants scaling a ladder on his way to a roof. The least I can do is nab this guy for the police. Then I leap down to wrap things up quickly. But while still in mid-leap, I get a good look at my opponent and am shocked by his decidedly sandy appearance.
"Who the hell are you?!"
The green-shirted man introduces himself "I call myself the Sandman! Now any other dumb question?"
"Oh, yeah I have heard of you" I thought the reports were just a gag "have heard you are wanted by the police from Maine to Mexico."
He pushes me aside "I got me a couple of banks to rob and I don't wanna work overtime!" I refuse to get the bum's rush like this so I grab the criminal from behind but, much to my shock, the Sandman disintegrates out of my grasp into a pile of sand and regenerates himself a few feet away.
Getting out of my shock, I quickly put my punch through him. No, it was not metaphorical; my fist goes right through the Sandman's body and comes out the other side. His body isn't made of flesh and blood! "Now Do you see why I'm called the Sandman?" I try again with a left hook to the jaw. This time, however, the Sandman is rock hard and I hurt my fist on Sandy's jaw. "Oww"
Finally, proclaiming "No hands!" the Sandman thrusts his waist out like a battering ram and knocks me over a skylight and onto my back.
"Now you are just showing off!" I have to be careful. He can change his body as easily as Mister Fantastic. Oh damn he broke one of the lenses of my mask.
The Sandman waves a fist and yells at me "The Amazing Spider-Man! Bah! Came on, I will show you!"
I was already planning to retaliate with my webbing when the police that was following him catch up with us
"Freeze" The police have the place surrounded. The Sandman doesn't seem to mind too much. He moves to attack the police so they open fire but their bullets do not even faze the villain.
Suddenly the wind rises and sandy turns into… sand particles? Anyway the wind takes him away and I lost sight of him.
"Really, were do these guys come from?" oh damn! I forgot to take pictures!
_*TTASM*_
Back at home in Forest Hills, I'm really trying my best to stitch up the mask even though I am all thumbs! "Ouch" I stab my finger with the needle and wish I could ask Aunt May to do the sewing for me. Watching TV as I do these repairs I stumble with a special report on the Sandman. It recounts his history "The Sandman also known as Flint Marko, was an inmate at Island Prison just a few months ago. So one night, the most incorrigible prisoner at that maximum security jail, escaped by crawling through a drainage tunnel. From that point on, he was on the run, guns blazing as he fled, landing at the top of the 'F.B.I. list of most wanted criminals'. But the police were getting closer so, apparently, he hid in the one place where no one would imagine a man would hide - an Atomic Device Testing Center!"
"There he stayed, living on the beach, until a nuclear test took place. Instead of dying, Marko discovered that the molecules of his body merged at that radio-active instant with the molecules of the sand under his feet turning him into a living pile of sand!"
The TV report continues but I hear Aunt May coming so I click off the set.
I leave my room and go downstairs to greet her. She looks flushed and agitated. "Aunt May, are you okay?"
"Oh, I'm okay dear; I was just chatting with Anna and her wonderful niece. She's a year younger than you, the poor dear been through a tough time." I feel her forehead to check and indeed I feel a little heat, she must have a fever.
"Aunt May, I'm going to get some aspirin and a thermometer. I want you to go and lie down on your bed; I think you have a fever." She has been looking worse and worse since … I suppose Uncle Ben's death ends up taking its toll on her.
"Maybe I am a little ill. I'm going to bed."
After I run off for some aspirin and a thermometer, I decide against calling a doctor since was a low fever and she had normal temperature by the time she fell asleep. While she's rest, I turn the TV on again and see a live report of the Sandman's departure from a bank.
I think about how Spider-Man could stop the Sandman... if only I could get my mask sewed but I wasn't about to leave Aunt May.
_*TTASM*_
I was up half the night working on it, put by the morning I have finish the mask, make breakfast for Aunt May and me, eat it, make sure aunt May was okay, and take a shower.
I decide to wear my Spidey suit under my clothes and go in a speedy patrol to try to spot Sandy before school.
'What was I thinking? That I was going to find a trail of sand or something? Since I'm already here maybe I could pay a quick visit to Betty'
Arriving to The Daily Bugle I see Betty enter the office so I sneak away, change back to Peter Parker clothes and go to meet up with her.
"Hi Betty" I have take her to a couple of innocent date recently, but I was hoping for more, I think I really like her.
"Hi Pete, what are you doing here so early? Don't you have to be in the school, in like twenty minutes?"
"Actually, I do. But I come to ask you to come dinner at my house tomorrow; I'll introduce you to my Aunt"
"You want me to meet your Aunt?"
"I want my Aunt to meet you. I want everyone to meet you. You're my favorite person." I don't know where the smooth talking comes from but I like it.
"Peter! That's the closest thing to a romantic remark I've ever heard you say!" say Betty happily.
Feeling cocky and cocky, I reply "Gosh, I can be more romantic than that!" but I never get the chance to.
"What is this?! Parker did you bring any good pics?!"JJJ barges in.
"Ah, no sir. The truth is I come to see Betty" And I am immediately booted out by Jameson.
"This is an office, not a social club!" says the gruff publisher. Betty cheerfully tells me to call her later.
_*TTASM*_
I arrive at school on time. Man, I'm getting faster every day! And I started to note that my body was a little more toned too!
Once in class my mind is occupied with plans to track the Sandman after school and of course Betty.
"Parker! Stop daydreaming in class!"
Suddenly, the Sandman duck into the classroom! I can tell he is disappointed to see that the room is packed. He is looking for a place to hide! And he is carrying the bags with the stolen money.
As the students freak out, I slip out the window, take of my clothes and wear my mask, gloves and Spidey shoes. And this time I remember to activate my camera to take automatic pictures, and set up some cameras around the school too.
I get back just in time to see as the Sandman just rears back and prepares to punch the professor out. Luckily for him, I leap into the classroom like a tornado and I land a solid haymaker right on the Sandman's jaw.
The students crowd around ready to watch the fight.
Seymour O'Reilly declares, "This sure has studying calculus beat all hollow!"
Flash Thompson yells out, "Go get 'im, Spider-Man!" and I wonder if the cheering would continue if they all knew it was 'Puny Parker' for whom they are cheering.
"Kick his ass, Spidey!" that voice took me by surprise and I have to look to confirm that indeed was Jessica Campbell, shy Jessica, who scream that. She was standing beside a sour looking Carl King.
The Sandman has recovered from the punch. Since it was a surprise attack he didn't have time to change the density of his body and the attack work so well, Interesting.
Oh, look at him; he's ready to take me apart. I have to take him out of here, I'm concerned my fellows students. First I consider trying to knock the villain out with one punch but my spider-sense tells me that the Sandman has made his body rock-hard again. Instead, I grab him behind the head, and before Marko can react and change back to soft sand, I flip Sandy over and right out of the classroom. The villain smashes right through the door and lands out in the hall.
Just as I give chase to Sandy from inside the classroom Liz voice "I wonder where Peter went. He isn't here."
Flash replies "That coward is probably hidin' with his head under a desk somewhere."
The Sandman recovers quickly "Spider-Man! I warn you to stay away from me. I won't be so easy on you twice" and attacks me. He turns his hands into big sandy blocks and tries to pound me into mush. I reply as I evade these blows.
"Oh, that was a warning? You really think I could be warned off by a walking, talking ant hill? Gee, I have been Bermudas all week catching some sun or I'd have been on your butt sooner!"
As the students evacuate the building, I spring backwards into the gymnasium, here I have more space to operate. The Sandman follows, using his hands as pile drivers.
Now that I have the extra space I crave, I stands on the top of the basketball backboard and sprays my webbing down so that it completely covers the Sandman. But the Sandman escapes by turning to sand and pouring right thru the web.
I try to sound confident but I'm running out of ideas.
The Sandman expands his hand to gigantic proportions and makes a grab at me, aiming too low to succeed as I leap, however, the Sandman has managed to corner your handsome hero, namely me. Again he resorts to the pile driver fists so before I become swiss cheese, I throw a kick but he loosens up the coherency of his torso so my kick go right through him without effect.
And just when I thought the Sandman was too ham-headed to come up with anything new, he hardens his body with my leg thrust all the way through him. I'm stuck. While I try to dislodge my leg, Sandy uses his rock-hard fist to inflict damage.
Using all of my strength, I use the leverage against Marko and trust my other foot on his face again and again until it cracks. Then I flip Sandy over his head and smash the bad guy's head into the floor. The villain head falls apart into thousand pieces. Then all his body softened and turn into a pile of sand. I do all this while I joke, of course.
Now free I see how the Sandman is already reforming. The top half of his body sits upright on the ground while he oozes the bottom part of his body over my legs, imitating quicksand. Then, as I'm occupied with trying to free my feet, Flint stretches up and tries to engulf me.
"You think you are so cool, huh?! Nothing bother you, nothing scare you! Well I will fix that!"
Huh? He thinks I'm not scared. My laughing him off is making him feel inconsequential…and he can't stand it! Maybe I can use this…
So covered in sand, I taunted him while struggle to get free of the quicksand.
"You're just prolongin' the agony, lamebrain! This ain't gonna help ya!"
"Oh, really? So this is the best you can do? *sigh* I shouldn't have had so high hopes for someone like you."
This infuriates Sandman and he turns to rock intended to punch the life out of me, but that was just what I was waiting, and without losing a moment I lunch my attack. I punch him till my knuckles bleed. When he starts to crack, using the last of my strength I manage to break him and even before all his body softened and turn into a pile of sand, I was running, moving with breath-taking speed, to the closet to grab the vacuum cleaner.
I turn it on and train the nozzle on the swirl of sand. In an instant, the Sandman is sucked into the vacuum cleaner; I take one of the cartilages of web in my belt and, setting it up as if it were a grenade, I stuck it inside the vacuum. It explode webbing all the inside and successfully sealing, immobilizing and trapping the Sandman, at least for one hour.
_*TTASM*_
As I arrive to the Daily Bugle, my bruises were already fading and my raw knuckles were, well, still a little raw but not bleeding out as before.
But I'm feeling super good, after the police took the Sandman away, I swing by home and check on aunt May. She was feeling fine, so I download the pics of the fight with Sandy and email them to the Bugle.
End of Peter's POV
Betty sees Peter's knuckles right away as he get there. "You are hurt! It was taking those pictures you send?"
"Yes, but is nothing, I'm fine. Did Jameson like the photos?"
"Did I like them? I love them! 'They're planning to loot this entire city together!'I will write an editorial about the destruction caused by the battle between Spider-Man and Sandman." JJJ appear looking very happy and suddenly goes grumpy "I guess I have to pay you, Miss Brant write him a check" and with that he goes back to his office.
Peter isn't worried about any of this. He grins from ear to ear. After all, he polished off Sandman, got the money, and now there's nothing to stop him from dating Betty tonight.
Betty took Peter's hands in hers "Peter, why did you do it? It was dangerous! You should have run no take pictures!"
"But Betty - the dangerous pix are the ones Jameson pays the most for!"
"I was afraid of this! You're beginning to enjoy the danger, the excitement! Just like someone else I once knew…" Betty sighs "well, I was leaving, let's go to my home so I can put some salve on your hands"
_*TTASM*_
On Betty's living room Peter and Betty were flirting while she rubs some salve on his hands.
She comments "Peter, sometimes I get the feeling that you're laughing at a secret little joke that's all your own!"
Peter replies "If you keep using that cool perfume, Betty, I may break down and tell you about it someday."
Thrilled at this, Betty says "Peter Parker!"
Peter pulled Betty up to her feet; he was surprisingly strong and wrapped his arms around her. His lips found hers in a searing and passionate kiss. Betty felt his lips meet hers and her hands roamed his body. His hands were all over her legs, her breasts, her buttocks.
Betty stated in a husky voice as she ran her hand up and down his legs. "I will guide you with what you do if..."
Betty found herself pushed against the wall and Peter's lips kissed her hard on the mouth, working on the inside of her with his tongue. His mind instinctively worked on her mouth and he felt his hands all over her smooth skin, it really caused him to tingle with excitement.
Peter pulled away, before the two of them cross the hall and reached Betty's bedroom.
Betty pounced on him, wrapping her arms and legs around him, and kissing him madly. She worked his shirt over his head and pushed him back on the bed.
Betty took a while to admire his muscles, she ran her hands down his body, teasing his stomach with her fingers, moving down him, before she pulled his shorts off.
"You're gifted," Betty stated in a breathy voice when she squeezed his package.
"I think you have far too many clothes on for this to work," Peter stated with a mischievous smile and Betty backed off.
She slowly swayed her body, slipping her clothes off of her body. She exposed more and more lovely flesh, until she dropped the clothes to the ground. Peter watched her with desire, her body stood before him. She wore a black lacy bra that barely contained her breasts; she had a smooth and taut stomach, and lacy panties that had a damp spot on it. They curved around her sexy ass, and her legs were covered with stockings. She kicked her high heel shoes off, to see her lovely legs.
"I think I better take care of this" Betty stated in a breathy voice.
Betty tugged his boxer shorts down to reveal his throbbing phallus. She watched it bounce out and she caught it in her hand, slowly caressing it up and down.
"Do you like what I'm doing?" Betty asked whilst she stroked his cock up and down.
"Yes, I like it a lot," Peter breathed as she pumped his cock with her hand.
She smiled, before she stroked him and slowly kneeled before him. "Just wait, because if you liked that, you're going to love this."
Betty dove down between Peter's legs and gave his cock a little lick, dragging her tongue against it. That caused Peter to twitch in pleasure; he never thought he could feel anything better than this.
"Damn it, keep doing that," Peter stated after she licked him around his balls, and he reached forward, and instinctively snapped her bra off her.
Betty's luscious breasts bounced out, firm and round. Her nipples stood out, erect and ready. She continued to caress and lick at his cock.
Peter felt these sensations and decided to grope her breasts, exploring them in his hands. This caused a slight moan to erupt from her mouth when she rolled back. He explored them with great confident, running his hands over them, rolling his palms over her nipples.
Betty licked her tongue up and down his cock, feeling every throb, every twitch, and it grew more in her hand. She must have it down her throat and have him spewing his first load down her throat.
"Damn," Peter breathed after Betty stuck his cock in her mouth, her tight mouth wrapped around his member. Her lips placed around him as she bobbed up and down on him, rocking back and forth on his cock went deep into her throat.
'She's so good, so hot,' Peter breathed to himself, when he grabbed her hair in his hands and pushed her down, so her lips pressed against the base of his cock as she took the entire piece of meat down her throat. He felt his sexual awakening increase when Betty rocked back and forth, going down on him like a pro.
Betty kept her tempo steady, she wanted this first time that Peter received oral sex to be a memorable one. She could not wait to see what else he had to offer and with the fury he explored her breasts, she could not believe it.
She pumped his cock into her mouth for many more minutes, looking up at him.
Peter felt his balls size up at the sensation of her mouth wrapped around his flesh pole, along with Betty's hand squeezing and cupping his balls in her hand. She went down on him, making lewd popping sounds with her mouth. She rocked back and forth, taking him deep into her throat, and his cock sank down her throat, with her muscles working him over.
His balls tightened and he sprayed a hot load of his cum down Betty's throat when she worked him over. He pumped into her mouth over and over again.
"Peter...pleasure me, please," Betty stated, when she slid back on the bed without warning and Peter peeled her panties off of her legs.
Peter looked at her smooth sex appraising, with juicy lips that beckoned out for his cock. He could hardly hold himself back, he must be inside her now but he could tell that he had to taste her first.
Betty breathed heavily when his hands were on her thighs, and then his right hand moved up, teasing her. She felt a coursing pleasure move through her body and her heart beat more heavily.
His mouth found her and sucked on her clit, which caused her to throw her head back and moan. With his tongue buried itself deep in her core, Peter tasted the tasty inside of Betty and heard the moans of pleasure. He continued to work her over with his tongue, paying close attention to what spots made her moan the loudest. These tastes made him rock hard once again; actually he got hard mere seconds after Betty was done giving him her blowjob.
Betty's pussy clenched when Peter worked her over, driving his tongue in and out of her, his moist organ scrapping against her.
"Oh, so wet," Betty breathed whilst she played with her breast, squeezing the flesh and playing with her erect nipple.
Peter did not slow down, not even for a second. The dark haired girl grabbed Peter's hair and pushed him in further. In no time flat, he devoured her womanhood, using his tongue to cut a nice and steady pace through her. He picked up the pace and worked her over, heavily moving inside her.
She soaked his face when her thighs closed together and Betty's body gave a shuddering orgasm. The woman felt herself rocked from head to toe when she shuddered again and again.
Suddenly Betty pulled Peter up on the bed and straddled his hips, her legs tightly around him. He cupped her ass in his hands, before she rose up.
"Oh god," Betty breathed heavily whilst she impaled down on his thick rod, feeling it stretch her.
"Yes, so good," Peter grunted as she rose up and sank down on him, riding him. The tight walls caressed his manhood quite nicely, as she worked up a bit of a tempo riding him. "You're so tight, so wet."
"You are stretching my pussy so much" Betty stated in a lustful moan; she pushed herself up and sank back down, and continued her bouncing. She breathed in and out, when Peter thrust into her, hitting her and causing her to throw her head back with a scream.
Peter found himself in heaven when his member was enveloped in this warm tightness, wrapped around him, and squeezed around his cock. She rocked up and down, back and forth, and really picked up a steady and heavy pace. She rode him, gyrating her hips around him. His thick phallus jammed into her hot box when she rode him until she reduced herself to a screaming wreck.
"Yes," Betty panted, feeling another orgasm wash through her body when Peter rocked her with his cock. "More, pound me!"
Peter pounded her already, thrusting his cock into her, and causing her to bend back, so she nearly spilled backwards over the bed. He used the leverage to cut a path, slamming his thick member into her pussy, driving it into her sopping wet core with each pass into her. Each thrust buried deeper into her. Betty wrapped her hands around him and sank her nails into his back.
"Oh, yes, so good," Peter breathed as he cupped his hands around her.
"So good" Betty panted as his cock slid in and out of her and she felt another earth shattering orgasm rock her body. She was not sure how much she could take and Peter gained a lot of momentum, pounding into her, reducing her to essentially jelly.
Peter pulled out of her and Betty whined at the lost but not for long, when she found herself on her hands and knees.
She tingled with anticipation, when Peter's very hard rock lined up with her pussy and slammed into her. The woman clutched the bed sheets when he pushed in and out of her, thrusting into her, rapidly hammering her with a force she never experienced. His hands maneuvering their way over her body until they cupped her breasts only added to the atmosphere.
Betty was on the bed on her hands and knees, with a huge cock buried between her, and screaming for more. She shrieked out loud as she was being drilled doggy style.
Peter continue to plow into her like there was no tomorrow. His balls slapped across Betty's ass, when he ran his hands over her, caressing every inch of her body.
"I'm cumming" Peter grunts.
"Ins-inside…its safe" Betty pants.
Betty gave a shrieking orgasm as Peter coats her insides with his hot cum. It seemed as if Peter shagged her into a stupor. Peter saw that Betty passed out from the intense love making. She was slumped on the bed, drooling a little bit.
Peter lies there trying to calm his breathing and sleep overtook him.
End Flashback
"Peter…, Peter!" Peter gives a little jump still in the bowling alley "I have been calling you! Are you always daydreaming?" Liz huff "I asked you if you are going to take me to the exhibit of lizards"
There has been a rumor of a human-size lizard sweep the country. Three guys in the Florida Everglades come across him. This creature is green and scaly and has a tail but it also wears purple pants and a white lab coat. And it talks!
It tries to chase the men away, claiming the swamp as its own. One of the guys picks up a rifle and shoots the Lizard but the bullets have no effect. All they do is tic the Lizard off.
The rumor has reach even New York, of course no everyone believe it.
And that's why we were going to the Natural History Museum to scope out the dinosaur exhibit and the especial of lizards.
"Sure! But really, I never took you for one to care about that kind of things" Peter says.
"I figure if it's true there is a huge lizard at large I should learn more about them" Liz replies.
The get together seems to end and Liz and Peter take their leave to the Natural History Museum.
Once there we met with Flash Thompson, again. "Are you following us Flash? Are you perhaps threatened by me?"
"Shut up, bookworm! I just happen to be interested in Lizards too!"Flash tells pissed at Peter.
Flash tries to convince Liz that he is better than Parker and she should go with him but Liz tells him to 'hush'. She wants to hear the tour guide's lecture.
While the guide explains "dinosaur hides were so thick... no gun smaller than a cannon could injure them" Pete's spider-sense tingles. He looks behind him and sees two men coming from another room. He can sense that these fellows have stolen something.
The men have stolen 'the idol's ruby' and are now trying to escape. Peter sneaks off into another room, and switch to his Spider-Man costume.
While Peter is gone, things come to a head. A museum guard who witnessed the theft tries to apprehend the men but they each pull a gun. One hood grabs Liz Allen as hostage. Spidey watches all this perched on the wall in the other room, leaning down and peeking through the connecting archway just below him. The crooks hold off the guard and the others as they take a terrified Liz with them and carefully back out of the room.
"Let's get back to the hideout, so we can split the take" said one thug.
But when they pass through the archway, Spider-Man leaps down and quickly separates them from Liz.
"Or you can just split to jail" said Spider-Man. Then he picks Liz up in his arms and with a quick one-two, he punches the two bad guys into unconsciousness.
Liz gushes "You save me!"
Spidey tells her "The pleasure was all mine, blue-eyes." He sets her down and swings away, returning moments later in his regular clothes.
As Pete enters, Flash is still trying to snap Liz out of her swoon. "All I can remember are Spider-Man's strong arms around me!" she sighs and goes on "He saved me! He called me blue eyes!"
Flash turns to Peter and says, "Competition like you I can handle, Parker! But what do I do about Spider-Man?"
Peter only has one word of advice... "Worry!"
Back at home, Peter kicks back in a big yellow armchair and prepares to relax.
Pete wants to call Betty Brant but he doesn't know where she is or how to get hold of her. So he picks up the phone, and decides to call Liz Allen instead. When Liz answers, she gives Peter hell for tying up her phone. "I'm waiting for a call from Spider-Man. After he rescued me and called me 'blue eyes', I'm sure he'll call" she says and she hangs up on Pete.
"Only a guy with my nutty luck could end up being his own competition" Pete says. He goes back to trying to figure out how thing where wrong with Betty.
Flashback (four days ago)
At the Daily Bugle, after Jonah Jameson printing two days in a row about Spider-Man and Sandman, Betty Brant tells Jonah that he has gotten a letter in the mail from Spider-Man. She reads it to him. "Roses are red, violets are blue, I'm still at large, so phooey to you!" Jonah gets so mad that Betty thinks his head is gonna blow up.
"Well, don't just stand there!" he yells, "Tear it up! Burn it! Ohh! I'll get that masked menace if it's the last thing I do!"
JJJ calls slight, balding, mousey reporter Frederick Foswell into his office. "Foswell, I want you to write an article about The Big Man. According to rumors he has organized the city's mobs into a well oiled machine which seems to strike everywhere at once in the Big Apple!"
Foswell says "I heard that any mobsters not joining the Big Man are persuaded to change their minds by a visit from the Enforcers, The Big Man especial force. They are Montana, Ox and Fancy Dan but the most intimidating is the Big Man a huge man…"
"I am convinced that there is no Big Man and that Spider-Man is behind the whole thing. I don't care about all that, I want you write an article claiming Spider-Man is actually the Big Man!"
Foswell reminds Jonah "Mr. Jameson, we have no proof of this."
Jameson tells Foswell "Do as I say, or I'll fire you and see to it that no paper ever hires you again!" The reporter agrees to do as Jonah says.
As Foswell leaves Jameson's office, Betty Brant is leaving the building for the day. When she gets out on the street, she pauses, hoping Peter will pass by.
In this moment she comes face to face to the Enforcers.
Montana is tall and thin man with a purple suit, white cowboy hat, string tie and a lariat. He can rope just about anyone or anything with his trusty lasso.
Ox is a large man with a bowl haircut. He has a jowly face and beady eyes and he wears a yellow pullover, small black vest, and brown pants. He has tremendous strength and resistance to injury.
Fancy Dan is short and slight, wearing a purple suit, green tie, and yellow boater. He uses a cigarette holder. He is Black belt in judo and dazzlingly fast on his feet.
They accost her and tell her she must pay off the rest of the money she owes. Betty protests that she already paid her entire loan off, but Fancy Dan says, "Sure, but you forgot the interest; the Big Man doubled it since yesterday."
Peter shows up at that moment and steps in to defend Betty when he sees her cornered by these men. "Hello gentlemen, can I help you with something?"
Ox puts him in a vise grip. "You don't want to mess with us kid, actually since you are here, we're gonna make or point with you" says Fancy Dan. With Ox holding him Fancy Dan proceed to rogue him up a bit, of course Peter barely feel it. Unwilling to reveal his identity, Peter didn't fighting back.
"ahhh, please ,please let him go, don't , I will pay, I will pay" says a hysterical Betty
"Good, you got till tomorrow to get the money." Montana warns.
Ox sends Pete sprawling as the Enforcers take their leave. "Oh my god! Peter are you Ok?"
"Yes, I'm fine Betty, but how did you get involved with these people?"
Betty, afraid to tell her boyfriend that she borrowed money from a loan shark, fearing that Peter will then try to help her and get hurt for his troubles, lies "I didn't, it must be a case of mistaken identity."
Peter, can tell that is a lie "came on Betty, be honest with me."
Instead, she flees in tears, thinking 'I can't get the dearest, most wonderful boy I've ever known involved.'
Pete thinks, 'I can't believe she won't confide in me".
Angry and hurt that she would lie to him, Peter becomes Spidey and tracks down the Enforcers. He finally follows them to 15 Oak Street. Spidey swings over to investigate. Inside there are the Enforcers minus their boss. Instead of caching them Peter decided to wait and catch their boss too.
As he conceals himself and wait for the boss to appear, he pull out his cell phone and call Betty. Betty, concerned that Pete will grill her on her connection to the Enforcers, cuts him off and hangs up on him. She decides that she must leave town and Peter and never see him again.
Spidey sees the Enforcers go out an get in a car. They drive up to a large indoor auto parking building.
Elsewhere in the building, the Big Man, a husky man in a wide lapelled green suit, a purple ascot wrapped around his neck, white gloves, a brown fedora, and a stark-white mask which presents a somber, large featured, statue like face, is preparing to have a meeting with every racket boss in town. When Spidey arrives on the scene, he is so surprised to see a roomful of criminals and if not for his spider-sense, a thug would have sneak up from behind. "Really now, didn't your mother tell you not to play with dangerous toys?" asked Spider-Man as ripped all their guns and web them to the ceiling. He ends up in a brawl with every one of the hoods.
Spidey tries to evade all his opponents by leaping into a nearby convertible but the Ox lifts the back of the car and shakes him out. Spidey then leaps over his foes while the Big Man rolls oil drums down at him to ruin his balance. With his spider agility he rides one of the drums like a log roller right through the heart of the mob. Montana manages to lasso Spidey's left foot, but the Web-Spinner flips in mid-air and shoves the oil drum at the cowboy. The drum strikes Montana allowing Spidey to get free. Peter proceeds to web up a handful of the criminals but the others get the idea to throw tires at him. Using his agility, Spidey dodges around and even through the tires. The Big Man tosses oil on the floor in front of him, but the Web-head glides through it like an ice skater, taking out bad guys as he goes. Fancy Dan attacks with judo flip but Spidey sticks to the wall and turn the flip back on the black belt.
As the frantic fight continues, The Big Man takes out a handgun; the crime boss empties his gun at the wall-crawler but misses with every shot.
That's when the police arrive. The police round up the Enforcers and the mobsters but with the commotion The Big Man makes is escape.
Disappointed with the crime boss escape Peter can't do other thing than go and see if he can sell the photos he takes of the fight.
At the Bugle, Peter is shocked to learn that Betty is gone. Jonah is his usual gruff self, only seeming to care about the difficulties of training a new secretary.
Peter asks Foswell if he still believes that the Big Man and Spider-Man are the same person. Foswell tells him, "I'd say that Peter Rabbit was the Big Man if he (Jameson) told me to! You don't work on this newspaper and argue with ol' prune face."
Just then a policeman comes in. The cop says they have tracked down the Big Man and are ready for the arrest. Peter can hardly believe that the Big Man is Frederick Foswell. "We found all the evidence we needed in your car", the cop says, "which we saw speeding from the garage." A second cop provides the 'special built-up shoes', 'oversized padded jacket and a small amplifier to disguise the voice' which turned little Foswell into the Big Man. Foswell immediately confesses, and Peter can only scratch his head in wonder.
As for JJJ, he can't let go. "Spider-Man was in league with you, wasn't he?" he asks Foswell. "Admit it! If he wasn't, I'll be a laughingstock" Foswell, led away in handcuffs, is unconcerned with Jonah's reputation.
The police leave with their prisoner and J. Jonah Jameson is left to talking with himself. "All my life", he says, "I've been interested in only one thing…making money! And yet Spider-Man risks his life day after day with no thought of reward. If a man like him is good...is a hero...than what am I? I can never respect myself while he lives! Spider-Man represents everything that I'm not! He's brave, powerful, and unselfish! The truth is I envy him! I, J. Jonah Jameson, millionaire, man of the world, civic leader, I'd give everything I own to be the man that he is! But I can never climb to his level. So all that remains for me is to try to tear him down because, heaven help me, I'm jealous of him!"
End Flashback
Back at home, Pete tries to reach Betty again but to no avail. He hasn't seen her in for days. He won't accept that she just wants to break up with him. He fears she's in trouble, if only she would let him help her.
_*TTASM*_
In a small town in Pennsylvania, Betty sits alone in a hotel room, crying, wishing she could get help from Peter but not willing to risk his life. "No one else can help me", she says, "Except someone like Spider-Man...But what chance would I ever have of receiving aid from him?"