I grab my keys and head out the door. As I walk up the stairs to his apartment my stomach feels like it is tied in knots, but I stand in front of his ...oor, knock softly and wait. I hear the handle turn and I think of running away but then he's standing in front of me, looking at me with eyes full of lust and naughtiness, eyes saying that he could take me then and there. He stands there holding the door open but I don't move and my feet seem frozen to the floor. "Angie, don't make me wait for. Well look, I'm not coming in today. Whatever I ate, it's coming out both ends. I'm glued to my toilet. What are you, nuts? I don't even want to get in my car, let alone my cubicle. Yes, I swear it's the truth. Ok, hopefully I'll see you tomorrow."I hung up the phone and Momo pounced on me, wrapping her arms around my neck and purring like a Ferrari."My boss bought it. We got the day to ourselves." "Yay! Momo wants to spend all day cuddling with Master!" The feeling is mutual," I replied,. Privately, both the Batman and Robin shared the same hypothetical fear. Maybe a female version of the Riddler? That was a scary thought! After they pulled into the parking slot inside the Bat-Cave, Alfred hurried to meet them in the command center. He was helping them peel out of their fighting suits and setting them aside for cleaning after disarming the tactical gear they had carried. The two men took quick showers and dressed casually while Alfred described what still needed to be. "It's been wonderful but we'd better be getting back. Cherie has school tomorrow and..." I understand. I've really enjoyed your company. Perhaps we can do this again, soon." What about that book of poetry?" asked Cherie."Hmmm, I was kind of hoping you'd forgotten about that," smiled Marissa."Please." Okay, let me go look."Returning shortly, Marissa placed the journal in Cherie's hands."Now remember, no laughing." I won't laugh, I promise," said the girl, suddenly serious. "I would never laugh.