My eyes remained focused on the ground. I did not wish to view the events at either side of me that my ears endured. The pungent smell of feces, semen...and urine on the return trek through the woods almost caused me to vomit.I was young but not stupid. It was an intentional lesson for me that he was my protector, my savior from the evil-doings of human beings to fellow human beings and to gain my appreciation of his mercy of what might have been. Clearly, I was his and why he shared me with only. She asked what I meant. I asked her if she could keep a secret. She said yes. I told her to reach up my dress. She looked confused at my request as she reached up my dress. She quickly pulled her hand back when she found my secret. Brenda said she was sorry I was a man because I really turned her on; but she is strictly lesbian. I asked if she would tell the others or Chip. She said no as we left the ladies room after touching up our makeup. Chip was still there when we got back. I could tell. He was, after all, a man underneath either tuxedo or cape and cowl, with a man’s needs and desires.Some might say he used women, but just as many might say they used him. The city was full of women who’d rather say they’d spent a night with Bruce Wayne and were then tossed aside, than count themselves among those who never got the chance. Besides, even being one of the rejected did wonders for one’s career.“Excuse me, Master Bruce,” said Alfred Pennyworth, Bruce’s butler, chauffeur and all. "It's all the reason in the world, in this case," said Dannel softly, his voice taking on a peculiar earnestness and seriousness not normally found in the young, mostly carefree, man. "Before she said yes, I saw other gels, of course, as she saw other lads."Willem rolled his eyes. He had courted one of the neighbor girls, as well, and knew how things worked in those matters. "Well, you'll have to stop that, right?"Dannel nodded, his eyes moving back to the darkness, then returning to Willem's..