"School marm or hottie?" she asked. "Not a school teacher, unless that involves a mini-skirt." "Okay, hottie it be." Tori slipped on a thong and plaid...mini-skirt. No bra, but a nice white blouse rounded out her ensemble. Knee high white socks and black Mary Jane shoes graced her feet. She looked hot, maybe too hot! I walked to my car and drove into Tori's drive to pick her up. Tori came through the front door and saw me holding the car door for her. She skillfully sat in the front seat,. This caused my boner to get more hard and she realized that.She then started kissing me and sticking her tongue right in my mouth and mine in hers. I was surprised that she was such a good kisser. We kept on kissing for few more minutes and then she started unbuttoning my shirt. I let her do it and her lips moved to my neck and slowly to my chest and my nipples. I then started to unzip her top from behind and moved my hands through her bare skin inside her top. After she was topless, we saw. Barbara groans and hurries after him. It’s not just Bruce; pretty much everyone is taller and has longer legs than she does. Alfred leads her to the workbench on a lower level. Cages are full of Bruce’s equipment. A pair of steel doors leads to his wardrobe. Not far away, the glass cases containing all the old uniforms are lined up.Barbara’s first one is there. It’s the only uniform on display that Alfred didn’t make.Alfred flicks open the locks on a long, flat case. He lifts the lid. Barbara. This was a shock to them both, as they had researched thoroughly everyone who had ever been employed by this team. This was not Randolph, not as they knew him, and suddenly their world fell in. This was their super-efficient facilitator, yet he was a total stranger. He was the reason why they were tied to the chairs and had all their outs removed. They know his record, but not his capabilities."As you are failing in our requests, I will make the decision for you. Joe, you're real name is Kyle.