Here's the first chapter......
Warning mature content involving triggers ahead......

I'm putting this back up.

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"So you're legally half blind?"
Asked the man interviewing me, and I tilt my head to his voice, hearing his loafers tap around as he walked, and my golden hazel eyes were darting around as I'm listening to these sounds, and I smelled cigar smoke as well, knowing he's smoking one, the smell was awful, since I always hated the smell of both cigarettes and cigars, including weed, because weed smells like skunk to me, and trust me I know what skunk smells like, since me and my Mom lived in a trailer at one time, and a family of skunks got under the trailer, stinking up our home, and I was sent home from school, me smelling so bad from the skunk's spraying alot under the trailer, but a family friend eventually caught and trapped the family of skunks, and humanely had them sent to another country area to set them free.

"I can serve guests who visit or any workers drinks.
As long as I have something an inch from my face I can in fact read labels and read papers."
I tell him.

He did a Hmmmm.....
"Weeeeellll......that would be a good thing.
I mean my reporters do work hard."

It seemed he was thinking of hiring me, and he eventually says to me, blowing out cigar smoke, which I could smell in the air.
"I'll hire you.
We don't discriminate here at Daily Planet."

I stand up, putting my hand out.
"Thank you."
He; I felt took my hand, and shook it, with a good firm strong grip.
"I can show you around Kara."
He says to me, and guides me through a hall, and as we walk, I heard typing of keys from people typing upon desktop computers.

My new boss I heard him clear his throat, then him whistling loud to get the attention of all the workers in the room, which made my ears pop, and I rub my ears with my first fingers.
"Everyone!
This is our new employee, Kara.
She's got a handicap, legally half blind, but she's our new secretary, so if you want a cup of coffee ask her!
And if she needs help with anything don't be shy to help her!"

Clark looked up from his desktop monitor, him blinking rapidly, his heart racing at the beautiful chubby girl before him by his boss Perry.
She had short midnight hair, cut in a military boy way, with bangs swiped to the left, and cut short above her eyebrows, her eyebrows were kind of thick, and dark, and she wore a black and purple Purple Rain shirt, and long baggy dark black pants, and black work boots, she had big breasts, and a slight pot belly you could see in her shirt a little.
Her hazel gold eyes were darting around, and she smiled a closed eyed smile, her looking nervous, and Clark could hear her heart racing rapidly, showing she was nervous, and anxious all at once.
She was the most beautiful human being he has seen in his life, and he was smitten.

He swallowed hard, and Perry walked with her up to him.
"Clark, I'd like you to help her out, well since she's new here."

She tilted her head a little, which looked cute to him.
She reached her hand out, and Clark stood up, taking her hand in his.
She blinked at him rapidly.
"You have a good grip."
She says to him as she puts her other hand on his, feeling the veins of his hand, then her other hand felt his palm and fingers.
"Firm.
Calloused.
Did you work on a farm before?"
Her head was tilted to the other side now, her awaiting his answer.

"Yes."
Clark says to her, and she smiled sweetly at him.

I smile sweetly at the blue blob in front of me with a dark blob at the top, with a weird blob shape upon I'm guessing Clark's face, which means he's wearing glasses.
I pull my hands away from his hand.
"I'm in your hands then."
I say to him cheerfully.
"Please show me where you keep the break room, so I can learn where every food item is at?
I can make sandwiches and other things too."

"Alright."
Clark says to me.
"I'll guide you."
He took my right hand in his, and guided me down another hall, and I heard him turn a door knob, and the door opened, and I smelled alot of things in here, many foods, it was kinda overwhelming.

I take a step back, and sneezed, covering my arm over my nose.
"Are you alright?"
Clark asked me, concern lacing his voice.

"There's alot of smells in here.
Since I'm half blind my sense of smell is heightened."
I tell him.
"There's alot of food passed around so it's normal, but I'll get used to it.
I'll sneeze here and there, but I'm good."
I reassure Clark.

"I'll show you where the coffee is kept."
He gently guided my hands to a cabinet.

I trail my hands along the cabinet, as well as the door, and this cabinet had a dent in the wood on the side, so I'll remember this is where the coffee is kept, as I slowly open the cabinet door, and felt my hands along a plastic can of coffee, and then felt my hand around a round container of powdered creamer.
"The bigger one is the coffee, and the other, the powdered creamer."
I smile, saying that, and then my hands met with a plastic container that felt like a container that holds sandwich meat.
I made a weird face, pulling it out, and I put my nose to it inhaling.
"That's the sugar."
I pull my nose away, and put it back where it once was.
"Be careful having that sugar like that, if uncovered even a little bit, you'll have an army of ants in these cabinets, since ants love sugar."
I turn to face Clark.
"I'll remember where that is, so please guide me to where everything else is kept."

He didn't reply, only guiding my hands to other cabinets, and I trail my hands along each cabinet, feeling my hands touching snacks in each cabinet, and I remember where each one is at.
Once I was done I ask.
"Is there a fridge?"

"Yeah."
He guided me a few paces away, and he gently puts both my hands upon the fridge, and I trail my hand along it, feeling for the handle, and my fingers met the handle, and I pull it open, me met with an awful smell, that some lunch meat went bad, and some milk too, including yogurt, and I close it quickly and gag, acting like I'll throw up, but it was me dry heaving.
"You okay?!"
He exclaimed.

"The milk is bad, the yogurt, including the lunch meat, so please throw it out, or someone is going to get food poisoning."
I tell Clark.

I open the fridge again, grabbing the items I smell that were bad.
I heard a clatter.
"The trash can is in front of you."
I heard Clark say, and I place the spoiled food into the trash can.
I turn to the fridge and sigh as I shut it.
"Thank you for helping me find out of date food."

"You're welcome."
Clark says to me.
"I'll show you where the coffee filters and the coffee pot is."
He took my right hand and guided it to a coffee pot, the top of it, and I trail my hand down, and he pulled my hand away.
"It's still hot."

"Sorry."
I say to him, feeling his warm breath hit my nape, since I'm only five foot two, and I think he might be over six foot.

I shiver, my heart racing when he places my finger on a button.
"This starts the coffee pot.
It's a cheap one, so it's easy to start."
He says to me, and I pull my hand away from his, my heart beating more.

I clear my throat.
"Thank you."

"New girl, can I get some coffee?"
I tilt my head up at the voice, and I knew Clark was looking at me when I did that, and I turn my body to the voice.

"I'll get you coffee."
I say to the voice, which sounded female.

"I'll help you if you need it?"
Clark asked me.

"I can do it, so you can get back to work Clark."
I tell Clark.

"Are you sure?"
Clark asked me.

I nod and smile.
"Yes."
My eyes dart around as I had my head at my eye level.

"Um....
My coffee?"
The female voice sounded annoyed.

"I'll get on it."
I say to her, and Clark I heard set down a jug of water by the coffee pot.
"Thank you for the jug of water."
I turn my head to where I sensed his presence.
I open the lid of the coffee maker, after dumping the old coffee from probably earlier this morning, feeling around, and my hands dipped into wet grounds.
"Someone didn't empty this."
I comment, and carefully grab the filter with wet grounds, and threw it away, then I took the jug of water, filling it up, and listen to how far I fill it, turning my right ear to the coffee maker, and I pull the jug away, knowing I filled it correctly with water, then I cap the jug, and I feel for the cabinet with the dent on the side, and my fingers touched the dent in the wood, signalling I'm about to open the right one, and I grab the coffee can, and open it, feeling a measuring cup in there, and I already put a filter in the coffee maker, so I put two scoops of coffee into the maker, and then close the coffee up, and put it back in the shelf.

I push the button for the coffee to make itself, and after awhile it was done, and I found the mugs in another shelf, and grab one, and poured the freshly brewed coffee in the mug, put five sugars in it, and one scoop of powdered creamer in it, stirring it, and I walk out of the room, and I found the girl who wanted her coffee thanks to the kind of perfume she wore, which smelled like cotton candy, and set it down for her upon her desk.
"Sorry it took so long, I have to feel around for every item and put everything in order by doing the same thing."

"It's fine, since you're blind."
She says to me.

"I'm glad you understand."
I tell her, smiling at her, then walk away.

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....Getting Off Work.....

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My shift at work was done, and I made coffee for alot of my coworkers, and I was grabbing my purse I set down in the break room, and putting it diagonally over my shoulder, and I left The Daily Planet, and I pull out my flip phone, and feel along the keyboard, and press the number to speed dial a cab, but suddenly I'm grabbed around my waist by several pair of arms as I'm walking, and I cry out as I was shoved against a brick wall.

My heart raced as I saw three colored dark blobs, and my eyes dart around, and I heard a male voice chuckle at me.
"Boys I think we caught a blind bitch to fuck!"

"I wanna have her first!"
I heard another voice say to the leader.

"You know I call dibs since I'm the leader!"
The leader grits out.

"Please!
I'm blind!
So let me go!"
I exclaim.

"It's better you're blind since you can't report us for what we're about to do, and that's gang bang you bitch."
The leader says, and I scream as I felt a blade rip my shirt in half.

I heard a loud whoosh, and a male voice shout in pain, and several thuds, making my eyes dart around, me breathing hard, and I heard a male voice cry out again, scaring me more, me seeing dark blobs being thrown around by a red and blue blob.
I felt warm fingers go to my cheek, and tears go down my cheeks.
"Don't hurt me!"
I sob out, my legs shaking.

"I won't hurt you.
I saved you."
A warm gentle male voice says to me.

My heart wouldn't quit pounding because I was scared, and I swear I could feel this man's eyes trail down my body, because my shirt was ripped in half now.
"I'll escort you home."
He says to me.

"I can't see to guide you, since I'm legally half blind."
I tell him.

"Your purse was dumped, and I found your identification, so I can find it."
He says to me and I felt him hand my purse to me.
"Your phone....well it broke when they grabbed you."

"That model was expensive."
I sigh at that.
"Since nobody uses flip phones anymore."

I felt him pick me up into his arms, and I felt him levitate, and I wrap my arms around his neck, shivering in fear.
"Are you flying?!"
I exclaim.

"Yes."
He says to me.
"I have other powers."

I blink in shock at that as I felt the wind going by us.
"W...who are you?"

"My name is Superman."
He says to me.

My body was against him, and I felt every muscle upon his body, including his six packed abdomen, and his thick muscular arms held me against his muscular wide chest, one muscular arm under my knees, and one upon my back, his arm curling around my shoulders, and his hand clutched my upper shoulder area.
"T....thank you for saving me.
If you hadn't of I would've been gang raped."

"You are welcome."
Superman says to me as the air flowed by us as he flew in the air holding me within his arms.

I felt him descend downward, and land upon the concrete.
He sets me upon the concrete, and he says.
"The roof door is in front of you to your apartment complex."

"Thank you.
Will I see you again?"
I ask him, tilting my head to the side to hear his reply.

"Most likely."
I then heard a flapping of cloth and knew he flew away.

Little did Kara and Superman know the two were photographed upon the top of her apartment building.

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To be continued.....