Janet Van Dyne knocked again on the door to the laboratory, more sharply than the first time; but still there was no reply from within. "Hank?" she called. What was he up to in there, anyway? He had warned her not to barge into the lab when he was in the middle of an experiment, and she didn't want to annoy him. But what if something had gone wrong? What if he were in trouble? Dr. Henry Pym might be a bit of an egghead ... er, perhaps she should re-phrase that, Jan thought briefly, suppressing a shudder at the thought of the real Egghead, the criminal master-mind who was their arch-enemy. But anyway, she had grown awfully fond of Hank in the past few months; and he really did need someone to take care of him sometimes. It was already long past lunchtime, and hadn't she been a good wea latina records chubby latina pics girl and left him alone all morning? Janet was an undeniably attractive young red-head, just over 5'4", with a cute button-nose and a thin, waspish figure. [Author's note: Sorry, couldn't resist that one. :-] Her hair was cut in a mischievous-looking bob, with a black baret on top. As usual her outfit was distinctly fashionable, in this case a light summer dress with a rather daring neck-line and three-inch heels. By her standards, it was actually quite a modest outfit; because as the sole heiress to her late father's vast fortune, she could always afford the latest and very best clothing that money could buy. Still, a girl wanted to be comfortable on a hot day like this; and she never knew what kind of messy accidents might happen on a visit to the lab--especially the way she was feeling today, she thought with a brief but wicked grin. Glancing up and down the latina feet chubby latina pics hallway, Jan reassured herself that it was empty before reaching into her slender, hand-carried purse for a small bottle of perfume. After applying just a dab to the usual places and casting another glance down the hall, she added a touch of the alluring scent to her bosom. Then, after a final check of her make-up, she turned the door-knob, found it open, and peeked inside. "Hank?" she called again, stepping inside and closing the door quietly behind her. Still there was no reply. She looked slowly around the room, but there was no one to be seen. The place was crowded with all sorts of bizarre-looking gadgets and consoles, and long lab-tables laden with weird experiments and caged animals. A transistor radio on a shelf was switched on at low volume, and she heard a news announcer muttering something about plans for the latest space mission, and a recent statement by President Kennedy about the communist threat in free latina photos chubby latina pics Indochina.
