"Why aren't we headed for the Batcave?" she asked in a puzzled tone."Because we are headed for jail," Batman replied. "That is where criminals belon..., isn't it, CATWOMAN?"The ex-Bruce's heart grew cold in Selina's lovely bosom. "You wouldn't?! We had a wager!" Which I won. Now, I am Batman and Bruce Wayne, and you are Selina Kyle, the notorious Catwoman. I know you want to keep the technology of body switching secret, so I don't know if you will say anything, but even if you do, no one. I glanced over at my new friend, and sure enough he had caught every move and was sitting with his hand in his lap squeezing what looked to be a significant bulge of his own.I soon realized that I had to do something. This guy might be happy looking at my cock all day, but I was never going to get out the front door with my prick sticking straight out like a tent pole. I looked over to the entrance to the bathroom. It was only a few aisles over at the back of the store. It was still not very. There was no chance of that happening. As we jetted home, I knew we needed to have a sit down with the Judge and get his input on how to best deal with the elder Hussein. I sent a text to him on our special phone, and he responded sometime later with a date and time to expect him. That gave me a few days to work out a few ideas that could get the job done without anything pointing back at us. The Judge would be able to put together his own plans, and maybe we could find the perfect scheme to. Brian Morse," indicating me sitting at the table with Colleen. "You might remember Mr. Morse. This very court granted his petitions just weeks ago."In the intervening weeks, young Brian, while riding in a vehicle driven by his mother, the late Mrs. Beth Ann Morse, was critically injured when their vehicle was struck by a fuel truck running a red light. Mrs. Morse was pronounced dead at the scene and young Brian just this morning, was released from the hospital due to the devastating injuries he.