Tales of an ‘Mazing girl: The first Mission of the Ubergirls by Castor (special thanks to Dru for editing) He wasnt wearing a wedding ring. Still that didnt mean much. It was the kind of observation that indicated one was thinking a certain way. When Sarah, after a second, realized she shouldnt. Nighthawk looked a lot like Batman from the comics. Huge muscles, a huge football players body to ...

Sarah had once estimated that she was Mazing Girl maybe 25% of the time. This was a good balance, she thought. It allowed her a job, a bit of a life, and while one could abstractly say that these were distractions, she felt at least without perspective she would have been a very bad Mazing Girl. Though thats kind of a contradiction in terms, if one took, as was commonly thought (mazing was a ...

(special thanks to Dru for editing and proofreeding) Sarah walked into the nightclub of vampires. Or, at least, some vampires. There were also people she abstractly realized were what, in a gay/lesbian alliance might call an ally. Which in vampiric terms meant, well, she didnt quite know … bt it was a distinction. Or maybe there was no distinction. This was the problem of vampires. If they were, ...

'Mazing Girl could do some spectacular things – toss ships around a harbor, travel across the city in a blink, fight a hundred people in a minute (and win). But there was plenty she could do, but didn't. Steal the US mint and give to poor people; Build peoples skyscrapers in days (she assumed); or sometimes … sometimes get cats from trees. There really wasn't much of a point in that last one, ...

TALLAHASSEE, FLORIDA – 2003 So you want to do this? asked Chad. He had the aura, though he had asked the question a dozen times in the last three hours, that the answer would change to no. Sarah didnt bother answering him. She took Chad’s hands and put them on her bra covered breast. She literally squeezed his hands into her large breast, letting him feel the weight and their firmness, their ...