Kara would patrol theplanet and the rest of the system as needed, and Kala wouldconcentrate on keeping herself together for the coming metamorphosis.S...e was actually glad that Kyla was staying with her, she had gottento know the girl rather well during the last few years since she hadescaped from the zone and had proven herself trustworthy, and she hadbecome a good friend o the other two Kryptonians, and had definitelyproved her worth during the Thanagarian attack. Kala even thoughtabout. Marsha had hoped she might get a break - she'd asked the 'Officer in Charge' of the St. Kilda 'Uniform Branch' for a day off. But, despite the previous night's party, she'd been rostered to work. She offered a muffled sigh. "I don't need the paperwork!"The glamorous 'Twenty Something' policewoman had planned to slip home for lunch. She would have a couple of hours unofficial 'rest' in the privacy of her South Melbourne townhouse after executing this last warrant... Marsha stood at the. She was the one that had gotten Ken his job. She was waiting for Ken to drive her home. She was still saving up to buy her own car and lived at home with their mom since their dad was passed away when Marie was only four and Ken had been eleven years old."Kenny," Marie called out. Her dark black hair was pulled back in a ponytail and her pale blue eyes looked tired."Hey sis. Ready to bounce on out of here?"Marie laughed. "Stop trying to sound hip. But yes, I'm ready to go." Hey Marie!"They all. “Yes, ma’am!” James whimpered.The girls put James in the French Maid uniform and then took him to a local park in public. He wore a frilly dress and an apron. He wore thigh-high lace stockings and high heels. They paraded him around in front of a hundred people, who laughed and pointed at him.James would curtsy for anyone that the girls ordered him for. Garima made him grab his ankles. She lifted his little dress so everyone could see that he wore tiny lace-thong panties. Garima smacked his.