..., could she be held responsible for Lexi's games? No, no she couldn't. Ellen was feeling better already.
Stacy was feeling better too. She may have lost her superpowers, but she was still a super girl. The Justice League still needed her. And most importantly, she had saved her roommate's life. But Supergirl or no, she needed an orgasm, and she needed to figure out some way to get Black Scorpion out of her head.
Just as Stacy tried to turn on the light to her bedroom, her hand was grabbed and she was pulled roughly into the room, held against the wall by her wrists, and kissed deeply.
Whoever it was, the hungry kisses were making Stacy melt. Just as she started to respond, she felt it, pressing against her face. A mask! Dear God, it was Black Scorpion.
"You!" Stacy accused, turning her head to the side. "You could have killed my roommate. . . and now you . . . and now you want to kiss me?"
"Yes," Black Scorpion said, kissing Stacy's neck and pressing a thigh between her legs. "And you want it."
"No," Stacy gasped. "You are - you are evil. I have to arrest you. I have to stop you."
"Here," Black Scorpion said, turning on the lights. "I'll make it easy for you." She took the watch from Stacy's hand and stepped back. "There's something I need ...