I mean, I know I'm ina phone booth, but I think I'm on Market Street." Market Street? In Gotham?"Bruce looked around. "No. No, I don't think so." Wher... are you?"Bruce fought back the urge to cry. "I don't know," he said, feelinghelpless, lost. "Can you help me?" Stay on the phone," Alfred said, sensing that something was very wrongwith Bruce Wayne. "We'll find you." 'Kay," Bruce said, looking around nervously, more and more scared thatMiss Sarah would find him. "Please hurry."It didn't take. “I told her she needed to get back before you woke up.”“Don’t try that one!” he said. “I know for a fact she didn’t leave her bed.”“You slept with her?”“What do you think? I don’t stay the night with a woman and sleep somewhere else.”At that moment, there came a voice from what I assumed was the kitchen, “Who is it Nigel?”Nigel! I mentally sniggered.“Nobody, Darling,” he shouted back as she came into the hallway. She saw me, and I’m sure she paled, her mouth certainly opened in surprise. Then. "She wants whatever I want, and I want you."Well this was more than I was even looking for, but I wasn't about to complain, so I asked them to give me a few minutes while I went and said bye to my friends. I walked back over to where my friends were waiting, told them what was up, won all bets hands-down, told them to comfort Shana who was just beginning to get the idea that this woman was not at all about her, and went back to find the two women. Meanwhile they had moved back to the dance. It's just so embarrassing, not to mention degrading. Maybe ... Maybe I could, if it was just Tiger and me there. But not with my sweet Angel watching and listening! I would simply die of humiliation!"Suzanne responded, "You say that now, but tell me, haven't you thought about that? Isn't that a secret fantasy of yours?"Actually, Susan had been thinking about that very thing a fair amount lately. She'd even suggested it to Brenda during one of their recent conversations. She was astonished. "How.