.. It's okay, you had other issues going on at thetime..." Turning to the group she continued. "So my first day at schoolas Samantha... I expected peo...le to call me names, or something likethat... I had actually prepared myself for that... Instead they ignoredme, or they'd whisper in their groups then point and laugh... I wasreally considering the option my parents gave me to transfer or even tohomeschool..."Doc spoke up. "Samantha, you know running never solves anything, it onlypostpones. ” She giggled back at me as she pulled me off the stool. “Get in there and get ready for me.” She said as she pushed me playfully towards the bedroom door. “I have to do something first. I won’t be a minute. I want you naked on my bed fingering yourself when I get there.” As I started to move towards the bedroom, she caught my arm and pulled me around to face her. “Have I told you how fucking wild it makes me feel when I watch you finger yourself Amee?” She took me in her arms and kissed me. “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. ‘Oh yes,’ she responded, obscenity sliding onto her lips as naturally as he seemed to slide against her. ‘Fuck my fingers – they were made for you to fuck. They were made for you to take your pleasure in. These palms were built for you to jet your come into.’ His hands continued to rove over her breasts, pulling and tugging the flesh in his need to find something malleable to help him focus and concentrate on exploding in the cool night air. ‘Is it so excitingly different from a vaginal.