“Shall we sit, Ms. Gordon?”“Let’s not,” Barbara replies with a sigh. “Is he dead?”It’s been three months since anyone has seen Bruce o... the Batman. Bruce has disappeared before, although usually not for this long.“Master Bruce’s instructions were perfectly clear,” Alfred says, avoiding the question as he descends toward her.“I don’t want to be hearing this,” Barbara replies in a singsong voice, leaning on the walkway’s railing and staring at the dark depths of the cave. It seemed bigger to her. The first game was just an incredible test of my shyness and courage. One by one our clothes came off - shoes, shirt, jeans and then finally, underwear. The first time I ‘lost’ and had to take down my underpants and reveal my genitals in front of my friend - well, it was quite the experience. It was made more personally embarrassing because I had a huge erection by the time I lost this final article of clothing. God, sitting across from my friend, my dick standing straight up peaking over. As each person soloed the sound guy dialed in their instrument. He did two settings for each instrument and mic. One was for general play and the other was for when the player soloed and we wanted to up their sound a bit.I stepped to the mic and began to hum and sing the way I would when I was in the background, then I got the high sign and I belted out a few lines. When we were done, I looked down to see Erin on the floor checking with the servers and bartenders and security guys. She looked. We went inside, she showed me the house which was 1BHK and then sat on one of the chair. I sat on a bag of clothes near to it. She asked ” how is it? “. I replied it’s good and had some conversion about rent, house owner etc.We were relaxing ourselves under the fan with mobile phone on our hands. Suddenly, she asked, ” why did you hold on to my waist while coming “. I was shocked at her question as I never expected her to ask this. I replied after a few seconds ” because I liked it ” and winked.