AL TO COMPLETION, BEFORE & AFTER THE MATINEEHE ASKED ME IF I WOULD LIKE TO MEET SOME OF HIS FRIENDS. I TOLD AL IF HE REALLY KNEWAND TRUSTED THEM I WOU...D AGREE. THE NEXT SATURDAY, AFTER I HAD SUCKED AL TOCOMPLETION AND SWALLOWED HIS CREAMY LOAD, HE TOOK ME TO THE STAIRWELL THAT LEADUP TO THE BALCONY. THERE WAS A SLIDING GATE THAT WAS KEPT LOCKED DURING THE MATINEE'SFOR INSURANCE REASONS. AL UNLOCKED THE GATE AND TOLD ME TO GO UP AND TAKE A SEAT INTHE FRONT ROW. I COULD SEE THAT THE FRONT ROW HAD. “Not to be the new Bruce Wayne.”“Master Bruce is eighteen inches taller than you are, Ms. Gordon. More with the cowl. I can assure you that you will never be mistaken for him. Come with me, if you please,” Alfred says, gliding away.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. "There doesn't seem to be anything that she can't figure out in a flash – she's a mechanical genius!"Donnie's heart warmed to see his father so happy and animated. He hadn't realised just how much the strain of running Craig Bheithe farm at a loss over the past two years had been. Douglas almost looked as if he was five years younger.Donnie's next port of call was to silo #8 to see how Professor White was getting on with the recycling plant. Donnie knew that Bill had ripped up the contract for. Just be safe,” he warned.No doubt he was referring to the bag of condoms, but there was no way I was taking them with me.I wrenched open the door to find a besuited limo driver. He actually looked smarter than I did.“Limousine for Mr Kafkasian,” he said.“Actually there’s been a change of personnel. I’m Mr Randell, substituting for Mr Kafkasian.” I was mildly annoyed that Cayenne hadn’t warned the limo company when she’d given them my address.“Do you have the prom package receipt?”“No. My.