Message-ID: <16545eli$9810160550@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Ann Douglas Subject: {AnnD}"The Adventures Of Ultra Woman And Mega Girl "(FF )[3/7] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <3.0.1.32.19981015055356.00710b50@pop.tiac.net> Hello once again. As in the past, comments are both appreciated and encouraged. Suggestions are also welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it makes it easier for me to get your reaction. One thing I do ask is that you now include your first name and age in your comments. It gives me a better idea who my audience is. The Adventures Of Ultra Woman And Mega Girl Part Three by Ann Douglas Today, Ultra Woman and Mega Girl topped the lists of favorite books. It was another source of self-satisfaction that four other Creative Comic series held places in the top ten. Of these, two were also Simon and Kirby productions. With success came additional revenue in the form of Ultra Woman games, dolls and even lunch boxes. The final nail in the coffin in all those naysayers would come next month with the release of the live action film “The Adventures Of Ultra Woman and Mega Girl” in theaters across the country. “Jackie, you have a minute?" said the voice from behind the tall brunette as she reached out to open her office door. “Of course Jo," Jackie smiled as she turned and saw the bright face of her protege and partner “Just give me a few minutes to get organized and come right on in.” The confident young woman who stepped into Jackie’s office five minutes later bore little resemblance to the nervous girl of a few years before. Jo Simon had lost the last of that baby fat as well as the braces. At 21 she still looked 17 but had lost all of her youthful awkwardness. The nature of their relationship had changed over the years as well. The energy that Jo brought to Creative transformed the company. She proved a quick learner and took on more and more responsibility. Many of the old guard, irritated at having to work for Jackie in the first place, became positively livid at now having some kid give them orders. Many quit, to be replaced by much needed new blood. The personal relationship between the two women changed as well. The sisterlike bond that formed almost immediately grew and grew as the 5 year difference in their ages lessened with each passing year. At times, it now even seemed like Jo was the more mature of the two. “What’s up?” Jackie asked as she poured a cup of coffee for both of them. “I was wondering if you had any plans for the weekend?” Jo replied. “Just a good book and a bottle of wine,” Jackie laughed. “Why?” “Comic-Con is this weekend, down in D.C.” Jo said. “I was thinking it would be fun if we went.” “I wasn’t aware that we’d been invited to be on any of the panels this year.” Jackie said. “We weren’t,” Jo said. “I don’t mean going as guests. I meant going as fans and really having some fun.” “Oh.” Jackie simply said. She knew what Jo was getting at. When she first started at Creative, they went to all the Conventions. It was a lot of fun, mixing with the fans and basically being a little crazy for a day or two. Unfortunately the price of success had put an end to those days. It wasn’t like the two of them were known to people they passed on the street. The fans, however were a different story. They’d appeared in many of the trade magazines and had appeared in countless discussion panels. When they’d tried to simply walk around after a panel last year they had to be rescued by security from adoring fans. This year, with the movie coming out, it would only be worse. “You know what happened last year.” Jackie reminded her friend. “I know,” she replied. “And I’ve got that all figured out.” “Do tell.” Jackie smiled. “We don’t go as ourselves,” Jo suggested. “We go as someone else.” “Such as....?” an intrigued Jackie asked. “Well a lot of people go to the Cons in costumes,” Jo said. “As characters, so to speak.” “Costumes, characters....” Jackie repeated, guessing where this was going. “Any particular characters you have in mind?” “Well you do have those costumes the studio sent over in your closet?” Jo said in a suggestive tone. Sitting in the office closet were two costumes for Ultra Woman and Mega Girl. They had been sent over from the movie studio to be used in a publicity campaign. When the film opened, Creative would hire two actresses to play the parts and appear at various theaters. It was an old gimmick but the fans loved it. At first thought, Jackie considered the idea of dressing up in a costume and going to the Con pretty ridiculous. After all, she was the head of a rising company and that wasn’t the type of thing CEO’s of companies did. Then she thought about how that was exactly the type of thing a younger Jackie Kirby would have done and how much fun she would’ve had doing it. More importantly, she could see in Jo’s eyes how important it seemed to be for her. It had been a rough year for her friend. The loss of her mother after a long illness had been followed two months later by Jo’s sudden break-up with her boyfriend. That had taken Jackie by surprise as much as everyone else. She would’ve bet anything that Jo and Bill Thomas were going to announce their engagement at the office Christmas party. Instead, Jo had showed up alone and said that it was all over and that she didn’t want to discuss it. To this day she hadn’t mentioned it again. “What the hell,” Jackie laughed. “It’s crazy enough to be fun. Okay, we’ll go.” “Great!” Jo exclaimed. “I already got us two tickets on the Washington Shuttle flight tonight and a room at the hotel.” “Pretty sure of yourself, aren’t you.” Jackie said. “Well we know who you have to blame for that.” Jo smiled. “The flight leaves at 09:00 so you should plan to be at LaGuardia by 08:00.” “Aren’t we leaving together?” Jackie asked. “I promised Doctor Giordano that I’d stop by the children’s ward and do some sketches for the kids.” Jo explained. “So I’ll meet you at the terminal.” The excitement on her friends face told Jackie she’d made the right decision. It would be an interesting weekend and probably a lot of fun as well. “But if we’re going to fly out of here tonight,” Jackie thought to herself as the assistant Editor In Chief left. “I’d better get cracking on this paperwork. The day passed quickly but the pile of papers on Jackie’s desk didn’t seem to shrink any. She considered asking Jo to stay a while and help but then discarded the idea. A few personal drawings for the kids at City Hospital was more important than anything she was doing right now. Whatever she didn’t finish tonight could wait until Monday. She’d work until the last minute and then just leave it all. The clock read 06:40 when Jackie finally pushed the last pile of folders into her side drawer. Enough was enough. She had sent the last of the office staff home an hour ago, not wanting to keep them for trivial stuff. There was enough of that during crunch time. Jackie rubbed the ridge of her nose. Right behind it was a slowly growing headache. Too much paperwork. She’d have to have Tim make another appointment with the optometrist and get her eyes checked again. She’d been told to take it a little easier on her last visit, but of course she hadn’t. “I need some aspirin.” Jackie thought. The last thing she wanted to do was get on an airplane with a headache. A quick search of her desk produced only an empty bottle. A further search of Tim’s desk in the outer office likewise came up empty. She recalled Tim mentioning that she’d wiped out the bottle of Tylenol he usually kept in his desk and he’d pick up more when he went shopping over the weekend. “Well I know Jo keeps all kinds of emergency supplies in her desk.” Jackie thought. “She even came up with a needle and thread the other day when one of the guys split his pants. Of course she just handed it to him and told him to fix it himself.” “Let’s see,” Jackie said as she opened the large top drawer of Jo’s combination desk and drawing table. “Batteries, pencils, oh here we are, extra strength Tylenol.” Downing the two gelcaps with a glass of water from the cooler, Jackie noticed that Jo’s bottom drawer was slightly open. That was unusual in that she was somewhat fanatical about locking up her storage drawers. Not that she thought anyone was going to steal anything, it was just that she hated anyone seeing works in progress. “I guess she was in such a hurry to get to the hospital she forgot.” Jackie said as she reached down to close the drawer. After two tries it was obvious that something inside was jamming the drawer open. Jackie pulled the drawer all the way out and began to empty it to find the obstruction. At the bottom of the drawer, Jackie came across a thick manila folder filled with so many drawings that it had to be held together with a couple of thick rubber bands. Curiosity got the better of her and she pulled off the bands and opened the folder on the large drawing table. ********************************************************* Comments are the life blood of any amateur writer, the currency in which they are paid. It only takes a few minutes to send off a few lines, which is little to ask for in exchange for hours spent creating a story. 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