An excerpt from

“THE FURTHER ADVENTURES OF WASPWOMAN”
A Female Monologue
by Bruce Kane

A female monologue in which a sexy superhero rants about sexism and jealousy among the crime fighting elite, her mile high tryst with Superman and why only Julia Roberts can play her in the movie.

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THE FURTHER ADVENTURES OF WASPWOMAN”
A Monologue by Bruce Kane

LIGHTS UP: WASPWOMAN, a real life super hero paces back and forth nervously. She is slim, well built and dressed in a seamless, tight fitting, black leather super hero outfit complete with three inch heeled boots and leather mask. Her cell phone rings. She answers it.

WASPWOMAN: Hello… Yeah? Yeah? Yeah? No way… No way… Not a chance in hell. I’m not settling for a buck less that what Batman got. Bernie… Bernie… Listen to me Bernie… They came to me… I didn’t go to them… You just remind them that they’re dealing with Waspwoman here, not some big breasted, small brained model-actress-whatever. I’m not giving an inch on this… Not now… Not ever… I’ve been cleaning up the garbage in this town far too long to buckle under to some latte sipping bean counter now. I’ve had to work longer, harder and smarter than any of them to get where I am. I’ve had to kick more butt and put away more slime balls than Superman, Captain Marvel and Spiderman combined. And you know why? Because I’m female, that’s why. If I was a man, they’d be giving me the keys to the city. No matter how many bad guys I put out of commission, it's never enough. They want to know why I’m not married. What’s wrong with me that I’m not burping a brood of babies. I must be a dike. Yeah, that’s it. I’m a lesbo. Like you’ve got to have an over supply of testosterone to want to bring the evil doers to justice. You must hate men, otherwise why would you be so good at beating them up. I’ve been up against this crap all my life and I’m not about to back down now… Not Waspwoman… Who? Oh, that pain in the ass… Yeah, I know what he’s been saying behind my back. The only reason anyone pays attention to me is because I look good in leather. Well, I got news for “kryptonite boy.” I look fantastic in leather. I’m the hottest thing in leather this burg has ever seen. He’s just ticked off because I once told him to take a hike. We had a little thing a few years back. You might say we became members of the mile high club. Of course, with him we didn’t need a plane. I don’t think he ever told Lois… What’s that? Well, let me put it this way. It’s true what they say about him… He is faster than a speeding bullet.

(The Monologue Continues)