Dear diary,
I know you're going to find this difficult to believe, but I married a monster from outer space. He's not an ugly monster but he's a monster of muscles. I met him in Hero Park right next to that well muscled bronze statue of a superhero I've been so in love with. He rescued me from a police officer who was reprimanding me for openly making love to private property. I was touching and caressing the bronze statue in a sexual way, and the cop startled me. This created a confrontation to which this big man in hero costume intervened and swept me off my feet, literally. Now I'm in love with him. We went home together and he explained he was from out of town visiting the local ComicCon. He asked to use the shower in my big two story house upstairs and I let him. He asked for a brand new bar of soap and when I gave it to him, he asked me to join him in the shower. I turned on the radio in the bathroom and got in. Rubbing his big giant back, he turned around to show me his manly big chested front. He was tall and awesome with muscles everywhere and wore these peculiar reflective glasses even in the shower. I rarely make love to a man, but this one was too hard to resist and I gave him some head while the disco radio played "That's the way I like it!" We also made love together in bed and he told me he needed a place to stay since all the hotels were booked. I let him stay with me for as long as he wants on the proviso he get a job to help pay for expenses since he didn't have any immediate cash. He got a job and for several months we carried on like an already married couple. During those months he hinted to me he was from "up there", and I thought he meant upstate NY since that's where a lot of fantastic bodybuilders come from. I didn't know he was referring to outer space as I later found out when after a Halloween party we boarded on his ship to take us back to his home planet which was an artificial mall called Planet G. It was an exciting new place with a lot of different dazzling mall floors in a steel mall planet governed by robots and security guards. Aliens from all over the local galaxy there and some from far distant galaxies traveled there as a luxury spot. He showed me around in his civilian clothes and sometimes made mall appearances in his super suit like he did before we met. He said his superhero name is Superhumorman because the robots accidentally put his uniform logo letters on wrong while making the outfit which made the young security guards laugh! He looks great in his uniform and I'm amazed to know the robots made him in some scientific lab which can also stop the aging process. He put me through that process so I could be his forever, and then brought me home. We got married on that planet. And I love him always! Even if he loves me in my pantyhose for men so much better. That's all for now!
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