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Erotic Adv. of Batgirl, pt 4

Everyone, here is finally is: Part four of "Erotic Adventures of Batgirl."

I apologize for the delay, it was partially that the muse had not struck
in some time and partially a hectic schedule at work.

Other parts have been plotted out, but not written. Please be patient.
There is more coming, but I can't promise when.

Thanks to all you readers who have sent me email with your kind praise and
comments. I really appreciate it. The entire reason I have an Internet
connection is to post my writing and share good stories with other
authors. Your comments make it all worthwhile.


Les Bonser

:-)


The Erotic Adventures of Batgirl


The following is a work of erotic fiction and includes scenes
of consenting adults engaged in sexual activities. It includes
characters that are copyrighted by DC Comics. This story is
intended for the non-commercial enjoyment of the author and
his friends. No copyright infringement is intended and no
profit will be made from the distribution of this story.


Part Four

Two Bats and a Cat, in bed


"And how shall you know I'm addressing the cat, sir, and not
you?" Alfred asked.

"Alfred, you don't usually call me 'Batman.' Even when I'm
wearing the suit. Besides, we can always give it a different
name," Bruce said.

The two men stood in the kitchen, watching the kitten drinking
a bowl of milk. "Yes, Master Bruce, I suppose we can. We just
won't tell Ms Kyle."

Just then the door bell rang. "You were expecting company,
sir?"

"No," Bruce said.

Alfred walked to the front door and opened it. Selina and
Barbara were both there. They were both dressed casually and
Selina was carrying a grocery bag.

"Madames," Alfred said. "Please come in. Master Bruce is in
the kitchen with 'Batman'."

"Batman's here?" Barbara said.

"It's the kitten I gave him," Selina explained.

"You named a kitten 'Batman'?" Barbara asked.

"It seemed to fit at the time."

Alfred lead the two ladies to the kitchen. There, they found
Bruce squatting over the kitten and scratching it behind the
ears. An empty bowl was on the floor. As the women walked
in, Bruce stood up. "Selina," he said, smiling. "And Barbara?"
He was somewhat surprised to find the two women here.
Especially this late at night. He was wanting to begin his
evening patrol. This was the second night in the last week that
his patrol had been cut short due to unexpected visitors. And
twice in the last two weeks, he'd not gone out at all.

Barbara Gordon was wearing a red knit halter top and tight
jeans. The halter hardly covered her breasts and left a large
expanse of her freckle-dotted chest and shoulders bare. Bruce
had known her for quite some time and the attire was
decidedly unlike her. She normally dressed more
conservatively. He also noticed that her nipples stood out
prominently through the tight material of the halter.

Selina was dressed in a simple tee-shirt and jeans. Her jeans
were looser than Barbara's but still tight enough to show off
her round hips and long legs.

"We brought you some stuff for Batman," Selina said. She sat
the grocery bag down on the kitchen counter and begin to pull
items from it. A variety of cat toys and various treats soon
covered the counter.

"That's very thoughtful," Bruce said.

"Quite so," Alfred added. "Sir, I believe I'll be adjourning for
the night."

"Why, yes, Alfred," Bruce said, "Thank you." He caught the
look the butler throw his way as Alfred left the kitchen. It was
that look that Alfred always gave him when the butler thought
he was doing something he shouldn't. Alfred still didn't
approve of his current "arrangement" with Selina Kyle. But,
Bruce told himself, Alfred is the one that's always after me to
slow down and enjoy life.

When the butler left, Selina put her arms around Bruce's neck
and kissed him.

Barbara stood watching, almost expectantly, Bruce thought.

"Um, lover, I've missed you," Selina said. "Would you mind if
Barbara joined us tonight. I told her what an animal you are in
bed and she so wanted to share you."

Bruce thought about it for a moment. Having two woman at
once was every man's fantasy. And, although she was
somewhat younger than himself, he found Barbara Gordon
very attractive. He'd always considered her cute, but with the
new, shorter hair cut and the less conservative wardrobe, he
now found her quite sexy. Plus the fact that he had seen her
naked several times piqued his curiosity. If nothing else, it's
good for the playboy image, he thought. I just hope I don't
have to look Jim Gordon in the eyes anytime soon.

Bruce put his free arm around Barbara and kissed her. After
their kiss, Selina leaned forward and kissed her. Bruce then
lead the two women upstairs to his bedroom.

In the bedroom, Bruce peeled off his shirt and laid down on
the bed. He propped up a couple of pillows and watched as the
two women began to undress each other.

Barbara was running her hand up and down Selina's back.
Next, Barbara grabbed the bottom of Selina's tee-shirt and
pulled it up. Selina raised her hands and allowed the tee-shirt
to be pulled off. She left her arms up, it lifted her full breasts
up and displayed them to both her companions.

"Ohmygawd," Barbara said, as she looked at Selina's breasts.
"You didn't have these the other day."

Selina turned slightly to give Bruce a better look. A ring hung
from each of her erect nipples. Selina had pierced nipples. "I
didn't have the rings in," she explained.

Barbara reached up tentatively to touch one of her friend's
breasts. Selina touched her other breast and gently tugged on
one of the rings, moaning in obvious pleasure as she did so to
show Barbara that the rings didn't hurt.

"How long have you had these?" Barbara asked, fascinated.

"A couple years," Selina told her.

A couple years, Bruce thought. That would have been when
she was in prison. Bruce was not overly fond of body
piercing, but he had known several women that had pierced
nipples or belly buttons. He know of course about the
anthropological significance of piercing amongst various tribal
cultures, including some of the criminal sub-cultures in
modern society. It was becoming more mainstream.

And, the last time he'd seen Dick, the younger man had a
pierced ear. Bruce disapproved of course. Not because of the
fashion statement; he disapproved because Dick, as Nightwing,
wore only a face mask, not a full cowl. The face mask allowed
people to see Nightwing's ears. Having a pierced ear meant the
possibility of someone noticing that both Dick Grayson and the
vigilante known as Nightwing had a distinguishing
characteristic in common. For the same reason, Bruce
disapproved of Dick's new pony tail. At least Clark has the
common sense to comb his hair different when he's out of
costume, Bruce thought.

Barbara was playing with Selina's breasts, licking the nipples
and grasping the ring with her lips. As she grew more
comfortable with the idea, she was growing adventuresome
with Selina's arousal.

"If you like these," Selina said, "I've got something else to
show you," she told the younger woman.

Barbara looked up, curious. Bruce was somewhat curious
himself. Selina seemed to have an endless supply of surprises.

Selina unbuttoned her jeans and let them fall. She stepped out
of them and kicked the jeans to the side of the room. She was
not wearing any panties.

Barbara and Bruce looked at her; they could see nothing.
Selina sat down on the edge of the bed and laid back, next to
Bruce. She spread her legs open in invitation to Barbara.
Barbara took a moment to pull off her own halter top and
jeans. She was wearing panties. She slid them down and off
and was likewise naked. Bruce was beginning to enjoy the
view.

Barbara knelt down in front of the raven-haired woman.
Selina touched herself and then pulled her thick black pussy
hair aside, revealing her pussy to Barbara's view. Bruce saw
the look of shock on Barbara's face. He got up and moved to
the end of the bed to get a better look.

Selina had a ring, similar to those in her nipples, just above
her clit, through her clit hood. The difference was that this
ring had a small bead on it. The position of the ring allowed
the bead to rest directly on Selina's clit. Below the clit ring,
running down each of her pussy lips, were six small gold
studs. Three on each of Selina's thick pussy lips. Bruce was
fascinated almost as much as Barbara. During his travels, he
had met native tribes where the men pierced their penises, but
he'd never seen a woman up close with piercings on her
genitalia.

"Does it hurt?" Barbara asked.

"Oh, no," Selina said. She rubbed her clit and it began to swell
almost immediately. "Well," Selina explained, "It hurt like a
bitch when it was done. But it doesn't hurt now."

Bruce leaned forward and took a closer look. He hadn't
noticed the piercing holes when he'd gone down on Selina
before. Selina had a prominent clit and large, meaty labia;
what Bruce considered to be a classic "orchid" shaped pussy.
When Selina was fully aroused and her clit at it's full
extension, it and her pussy lips looked almost identical to the
shape of an orchid blossom. The gold studs were actually little
tiny barbells, a round ball at each end of a short staff. The
staff was through the piercing holes.

"Why?" Barbara wondered. She seemed to be a little turned
off by it.

"It was an initiation in prison," Selina explained. She fingered
herself more, her pussy noticeably wetter.

"Will one of you lick my pussy before I die of horniness?"
Selina implored. Bruce leaned forward and started kissing her
pussy. As he licked her pussy lips, he noticed that when he
moved his tongue up, Selina's cunt lips fell back to their
normal position from the weight of the studs. Each time this
happened, at tugged very gently on her clit. This seemed to
arouse Selina far faster than when he'd licked her unadorned
pussy before.

In a moment, Barbara broke out of her trance and moved up
to kiss Selina. She straddled the older woman. Bruce took a
break from licking Selina's pussy. He fingered her and rubbed
her clit with his thumb as he looked up, into a closeup view of
Barbara's red-trimmed pussy.

Barbara's pussy was smaller and looked tight. Her pussy lips
were much smaller than Selina's and her clit looked buried in
her folds. As the two women kissed and Selina began to suck
on Barbara's tits, Bruce noticed Barbara's pussy beginning to
moisten.

Bruce shifted his weight and centered himself in front of the
two women. As much as he was enjoying licking and sucking
on Selina's pussy, he was *very* curious to see how Barbara
tasted. He reached up gently and caressed her back and
buttocks. She glanced over her shoulder once, but otherwise
didn't seem to give him much notice. But too, she wasn't
pushing him away.

He continued to finger Selina's pussy as he tentatively kissed
the small of Barbara's back. A prickle of goose bumps erupted
over her back as he did so. He moved down, bypassing her
anus for now, and gave her pussy one long gentle lick, from
front to back, beginning at her clit and ending at her asshole.
He felt Barbara tense in anticipation as soon as his tongue
touched her pussy.

The attentions of Selina on Barbara's tits and his own work on
her pussy soon had Barbara on the edge of her first orgasm on
the night. Her pussy had opened up some from her arousal, but
was still no where as large and "flowery" as Selina's.

Bruce decided to tease Barbara, it was his first time with her
and he wanted her to enjoy herself to the maximum. That, in
turn, would increase his pleasure as well. Leaving Barbara
panting at the edge, he turned his attention back down to
Selina's pussy.

He began licking Selina's clit. First up and down with his
tongue, and then side to side. He curled the tip of his tongue
into the ring and tugged gently on her clit. A few moments of
this had Selina on the edge also. She moaned several times.
Bruce could hear the smacking of the woman's lips as they
kissed and sucked each other's tits.

He slid a finger back into Selina and sucked on her clit. He
took it into his mouth and sucked it, like a nipple. "OH!"
Selina cried. "Oh, that feels good... Batman!"

How had she figured out? he wondered. Bruce looked up. The
two women were disengaging their embrace. The kitten had
jumped on Selina and was batting at one of her nipple rings.
As she grabbed the kitten and put him on the floor, all three
laughed.

The kitten taken care of, Selina turned her attention to Bruce.
"Barbara wants you to fuck her," she said. "Won't you be a
good boy and make her happy?" At the suggestion, Barbara
merely smiled.

Bruce had spent too much of his life learning to observe
situations and people. Try as he might to distance himself from
his thoughts, he just could not stop his mind from
automatically assessing each new person or situation he found
himself in. His life had relied upon this skill numerous times
and he was glad of that.

In a bedroom situation like this, he obviously enjoyed himself,
but couldn't help but wonder what each person's motivations
were. He watched the women together and had noticed that
Barbara was more passive than Selina. He knew that Selina was
a strong willed and aggressive personality, but he would have
thought that Barbara would have been too. In the other aspects
of her life, she was fairly aggressive. But in the bedroom, at
least with Selina, Barbara was willing to be a follower, not the
leader.

Bruce knew from various studies he'd done into people's
motivations and the psychology of group dynamics that some
people's personalities did change depending upon the settings.
Was this the key to Barbara's recent personality changes? he
wondered. Maybe she wasn't such a different person, but
merely was enjoying a more active sex life recently and tended
toward a more passive role when it came to sex.

He stood and unbuttoned his slacks. He let them fall to the
floor. Bruce slid his shorts down and he kicked off the shorts
and slacks together. He stood in front of Barbara and Selina;
all three were now naked.

"Doesn't that cock look good?" Selina asked Barbara.

"Yeah," Barbara replied.

Selina held her hand out and Bruce took hold of it. She then
guided him forward and on top of Barbara. She then ran her
hand down his chest, to his belly, and then to his cock. She
stroked it a couple of times and then dropped her hand to
Barbara's pussy. There, Selina stroked the red-haired pussy
lips several times and then held them open for Bruce. Bruce
slowly lowered himself to Barbara. His penis was at the
opening to her tight pussy.

Bruce was worried that Barbara would not be able to take
him; she seemed so small. He had met women like that before;
very small and tight vaginas although they were not overly
small themselves.

Almost as if she were reading Bruce's thoughts, Selina said,
"Don't worry, lover, she's taken my dildo before and it's
bigger than you."

The thought of Selina fucking Barbara with a dildo excited
Bruce. He'd never thought much before about women loving
women, but with these two, he found the thought exciting.

He pressed forward and sure enough, his cock slid into
Barbara's pussy with little resistance. She was wet and willing
and wrapped her legs around his hips as he moved into her
fully. Selina laid beside the couple, kissing Barbara and
running her hands over both Barbara and Bruce. None of the
three talked much as Bruce began fucking the pretty redhead.

Selina continued to kiss Barbara and finger her own pussy.
Barbara held Bruce close to her with her arms around his neck
as he fucked her slowly. He slid into her fully and then moved
out with deliberate strokes. At the full point of retraction, he
paused. Barbara was arching to meet him, wanting his penis
back inside her. He would then slid back into her fully. Several
minutes of this had them both on the edge, ready to explode
into orgasms.

Bruce came first, but was able to stroke Barbara several more
times before the feeling in his dick became too intense. He
pulled out, his come dripping from the end of his cock. He fell
onto the bed beside Barbara and held her tight. They kissed
and slowly moved their tongues into and out of each other's
mouths in imitation of their lovemaking.

Selina slid between Barbara's legs and began licking Bruce's
come from the redhead's pussy. Barbara came as Selina licked
her wet cunt.

****

Bruce was gone when the Selina awoke the next morning. She
woke Barbara and the two women dressed without talking.
After dressing, they went downstairs. Bruce and Alfred were
in the kitchen.

"May I fix you ladies breakfast?" Alfred asked, ever the
butler.

****

The next night, Selina and Barbara had plans to go out
together: in costume. Selina had decided to accompany
Barbara on an outing. She was curious what it was like to be
the hunter instead of the hunted.

Batgirl arrived at Selina's apartment at about 10:00 pm. It was
still hot and humid; Gotham had not cooled off much since
sundown.

The two women spent the night swinging from building to
building, spying on the streets below. Their black leather
costumes and the dark shadows kept them invisible to the
unsuspecting people on the streets.

It was a quiet night. It was simply too hot to do much of
anything, even commit crimes. At about two in the morning,
they decided to call it a night. They had not seen Batman and
wondered if he was even about town this night. But Batgirl
knew and she suspected that Catwoman knew also that if
Batman didn't want to be noticed, he wouldn't be.

Batgirl's thought was proven true with they swung onto the
roof of Catwoman's building. A dark shadow increased and
the man in the cape stepped from behind a chimney.

"Quiet night," Batgirl said.

Batman didn't answer. He simply stood there and watched as
the two women walked toward him.

"I understand you've been wanting to talk," Catwoman said.
She held her whip in one hand, coiled.

Batman noticed the whip. The last time they'd stood this close,
Catwoman had tried to wrap the end of the whip around his
neck. Times *had* changed.

"I thought you gave up the costume."

"I might have reformed, but I'll never give up the costume,"
Catwoman said.

"She went on patrol with me," Batgirl explained.

"I know."

"You followed us all night, didn't you?" Batgirl was mad.

"Not all night," Batman admitted. "But long enough."

Catwoman turned to Batgirl. "You can stay out here and taunt
him all you want. But I'm hot and sweaty and thirsty. I'm
going inside." With that, Catwoman turned and talked to the
skylight. A moment later, she was gone.

"Water would taste good right now, don't you agree, Batgirl?"

He was practically inviting himself in. "Sure," Batgirl said.
She motioned for the skylight.

Catwoman's feline friends scattered when the strange man
stepped into the apartment. Selina had pulled off her hood and
unzipped her jumpsuit. It was open almost to her crotch and a
generous portion of her cleavage was apparent. She stood
beside the open refrigerator and was drinking a bottle of
water. She let some of it spill out and down her chin and onto
her breasts.

When she finished drinking, she reached into the refrigerator
and grabbed another bottle of water. She tossed this one to
Batgirl. Before opening the bottle of water, Batgirl too pulled
off her hood and unzipped the front of her jumpsuit. Barbara
only unzipped it to just below her breasts. She was wearing a
sports bra. It was soaked with sweat from her night's
exertions.

Selina looked silently at Batman. He simply stood there
looking at them. She took another bottle of water from the
fridge and tossed it to him. He caught it with only the slightest
movement of his hands; his cape barely moved.

Batman unscrewed the lid to the bottle and drank deeply from
the bottle. He was as hot and sweaty as the woman. He disliked
weather like this; the heat sapped his strength and it tended to
make him slow and careless. But then, it also tended to
discourage the hard-core criminals.

As Barbara and Batman drank their water, Selina walked to
the side of the room and turned on the air conditioner. She
bent over and opened the front of her costume to catch the
refreshing cold air that come from the unit. A long minute
later, she stood up and faced Barbara. Her breasts were fully
exposed and her nipples stood up from the cold air. She was
wearing the nipple rings.

"We was going to get naked and cool off," she said. "You
wouldn't care to join us, would you?"

Batman stood quiet. He sat the now empty water bottle down
on the table and stared at the bare-breasted woman. Inside, he
was trying to decide what to do. He wanted to sleep with both
of the woman again, but hadn't actually planned to confront
them tonight. Definitely not in costume. He still didn't know
what prompted him to step out from the shadows on the roof.
It had been mere circumstance that he encountered them
tonight and followed them back to Catwoman's apartment.

After all the problems that he'd had in his life, he wondered if
now wasn't the time to share his secret with someone. These
two woman shared a lot in common with him. If anyone could
and would understand, it would be these two.

As Batman stood silent in thought, Barbara walked to the air
conditioner and also bent over it. She shook her head in front
of the cold air, and rubbed the sweat out of her hair.

Selina walked up to Batman, her breasts swaying as she
walked. "Cat got your tongue?" she teased. She slid her hand
under the cape and felt his crotch. He didn't move. A moment
later, she rapped her knuckles on the athletic cup. "So that's
it," she said. "Of course."

Selina had tried several times in the past to arouse Batman,
either as a ploy to escape or as a dare to unnerve him. She'd
wondered why he'd never sprouted a boner. She figured he
was either gay or had a very strong will. Now she knew the
truth--the athletic cup prevented any bulge from showing.

She looked up into the Dark Knight's eyes. It was hard to see
into his eyes, the cowl covered them. Up close, she could see
that the area around his eyes were covered with black makeup,
which blended into the black of the cowl. Only the whites of
his eyes showed and even then, Batman usually squinted Clint
Eastwood-like at this opponents. It was extremely unnerving.

Without warning, Selina found herself in Batman's arms. She
arched up and met her lips to his. Surprisingly, he returned
the kiss. She'd tried this too, several times, but he'd never
returned the kiss before. Now he did and he kissed her very
hard and passionately.

Selina pulled herself out of his embrace. She was partially
overjoyed and partially scared. He was, after all, the Batman.

Barbara was watching from the other side of the room. She
turned and pulled the shades shut. Selina's apartment didn't
face any other buildings, but Barbara decided that what she
hoped was about to happen was definitely not to be seen by
anyone but the participants.

Without saying anything, Barbara unzipped her leather
jumpsuit fully and slowly pulled it down. She unlaced and
removed her boots and then pulled off the jumpsuit. She pulled
the sport bra off over her head and stepped out of her panties.
She walked over to Selina and Batman totally and completely
naked.

Barbara kissed Selina and felt her breasts. Her heart was
pounding. She was loving Catwoman right in front of Batman.
No man, not even Batman, can resist the sight of two woman
making love, she thought. It had certainly been a turn on for
Bruce Wayne.

She broke the embrace with Selina and rubbed up against
Batman. Barbara slid her arms around his waist and pressed
her breasts up against his firm chest and rock-hard abdomen.
The hard edges of his costume dug into her soft flesh.

As Barbara turned her attentions to Batman, Selina finished
undressing. She slid out of her leather jumpsuit and soon also
stood in front of the man in black, naked. He had still not said
anything, but his gloved hand was squeezing Barbara's ass as
he kissed the redhead. Selina stepped forward to rejoin the
fun.

Selina reached for his belt; it was heavy with it's various
contents. The belt was much like a cop would wear, various
compartments and rings for attaching items to it. When she
had it unbuckled, she gently removed it. It was heavy; she
wondered how he ever found the strength to lug it around all
the time. She was curious about what the various
compartments held, but decided that her sexual curiosity was
stronger right now.

Unlike the one-piece jumpsuits the woman wore, Batman's
costume appeared to be two pieces, basically a top and bottom.
Over the bottoms, he wore a pair of trunks. Selina pulled on
the trunks. They were a heavy material, probably Kevlar, she
thought. With the trunks down, she could see that the top of
the costume was like a leotard, it had a crotch to it. She
wondered how she'd get Batman's cock free without having
him undress entirely. Selina assumed that even if he would
fuck them, he probably wouldn't remove the cowl. She didn't
know about Barbara, but that seemed like part of the fun to
her; the anonymousness of it all.

Barbara and Batman were still kissing and groping each other.
Selina tugged at the crotch of his costume and found that it had
snaps. She unsnapped the crotch and was able to pull down his
pants. Under his pants, Batman wore an athletic cup and
supporter. Selina pulled the elastic garment down and was
finally rewarded when a thick, erect penis popped out.

She bent down to take his cock into her mouth. It's about the
same size as Bruce's, she thought. She was comparing him to
her latest lover. Although Batman's cock was good sized, it
wasn't as large as she'd always imagined. It was somewhat
comforting to see that he didn't excel in *everything*.

Batman's cock was already oozing pre-come. He was definitely
aroused by the two women. Selina licked the clear liquid off
the end of his cock. He even tastes a little like Bruce, she
thought. Could it be? Selina wondered.

Batman bent over and began to suck on Barbara's breasts. His
cape expanded to cover the two woman and Selina sucked his
dick in the dark. In the close confines of the cape, she felt
secure, but almost overpowered by the experience. She could
smell his sweat and taste its saltiness on her lips. She could
smell herself and Barbara. Each of them had their own unique
scent.

After a few minutes of mutually enjoyable sucking, Barbara
broke away and steered the Dark Knight to the bed. She laid
back with her legs spread wide open, her gapping red-haired
pussy an invitation for him to mount her.

He climbed onto the redhead and Selina climbed to the head of
the bed to kiss Barbara while she was getting fucked. This is
just like last night, Selina thought. She watched closely as
Batman began thrusting into Barbara's wet cunt.

Batman moved very much as Bruce had. Selina watched as the
man in black fucked her friend. She wondered if the body
language of fucking was the same as the body language of
someone walking, for example. She could often tell who
someone was without seeing them simply by the sound of their
walk. On the street, she recognized people by the movement of
their gait before she could see their faces. If a man always
made the same motions when he fucked, she reasoned that she
would recognize him even if his face was covered.

For a split second, Selina considered calling Batman "Bruce"
to see if he'd react. She ultimately decided not to. Part of the
fun of this was that she'd never really know. Unless he decided
to someday tell her.

By now, Batman was pumping Barbara hard and was about to
come. At the last possible moment, he pulled out and shoot his
load over Barbara's pale white skin. Just like in a porno film.

Selina couldn't resist. She stretched out forward and slid along
Barbara's body, licking up the come as she went. Yep, she
thought, he does taste like Bruce.

When Selina looked up from licking Batman's come from
Barbara's breasts and abdomen, he was gone. Just as in
everything else, he did his job and left without a word.

Selina sat back on her heels and looked down at her young
friend. Barbara had a satisfied but somewhat disappointed look
on her face.

"Well?"

"It was good, but now I don't have any more fantasies,"
Barbara said.

"At least you got to feel his dick inside your pussy," Selina
said.

"Yeah," Barbara said. She smiled a big smile, mostly to annoy
her friend.

Selina laid down beside Barbara and embraced her. "Did
anything seem...I don't know...familar?"

Barbara looked puzzled for a moment and then said, "Now
that you mention it, I felt like I've fucked him before. His dick
really felt the same as Bruce's."

"Do you suppose?" Selina asked.

"NO!" Barbara said. "I've known Bruce Wayne for years.
There's no way he could be Batman. Could there?"



End of part 4.