Harleys Bday previously Harleys Suprise Party

The shadow seemed unmoved by Harley's words, with its shilhouette casting upon the dashboard. Harley finaly took a look back to see the not so ominous figure she expected. It was no man she layed her eyes upon, but a sapling catching the suns rays. The clouds had been parting since the morn and she began to feel foolish for being so easily decieved. "Fwew Bats you almost scared the be-Joker out of me. I see you're branching out," she commented humorously to the inanimate object. Harley turning back around while razzing the tree to find the actual person, whom she thought was not there.

Her body jumped out of suprise, tossing the fries out of her bag into the air. Her voice pitch rose saying "Holy crap bats, don't you know it's rude to sneek up on a lady picnicing in the park." Batman pulled out a pair of silver cuffs replying "A real lady wouldn't steal her food or have such a foul mouth." Harley quibbled "That's not all this mouth can do," inwardly thinking, "what the hell am I saying." Her words had fallen on deaf ears because she found herself inside his car on a scenic ride to Arkham.

Harley had plenty of time to reflect on her brief words on the ride up. She tried to reason why she said what she did, but her imagination wandered to dreams of the bat. Batman's glancing looks at her saw an uncostumed woman with an almost erotic look of child like innocence. He rarely saw this side of her, outside of the brightly patterned costume that decieves the eye to who's underneath. He knew that something was different, if not about her then himself. The car hugged the guard rails along the bluffs as Harley asked shyly, "Don't you think you're a little close to the edge Bats?" Batman snapped at Harley with unclear rage, "I'm not losing control!"

Harley squeaked, "ok," shrinking into her seat, her eyes staring out onto the surf as he white knuckled the steering wheel. The destination began to rise up on the horizon, a monolith to her criminal life and all the others there. Harley thought for a moment before saying, "Hey Batsy how about you let me go. If you do I'll let you have me any way you want." Batman's eyes fixated on an object in the distance, thinking for a moment before saying, "No." She replied in a discerning voice "I see you had to think about it," before receiving an angry scowl.

Batman thought to himself, "Why can't I control my desires as usual. What has happened to me," recalling to the previous night chasing Ivy down in a botanical atrium. He mumbled unconsciously, "She did this to me..," with his voice trailing off. "Did what to you?" Harley asked. Batman was quick to reply, "Nothing!" He stoped outside the gates before Harley looked at him saying, "Can't you park a little closer? I hate having to walk so far." "No. You're friends have had too many joy rides," he responded whilst walking her down the path.

He pushed the ringer and a man spoke on a speaker, "what do you want." Batman pushed her face into the mic, "Ow, don't be so rough. It's me Larry, can I come in?" The door lock buzzed as he threw her into the lobby, Harley stumbling to the desk. The orderly looked at Harl inquiring, "The usual Ms. Quinn?" She nodded rubbing her wrists as Batman had just decuffed her. The man radioed for two people to escort Harley to her room. A pair of buff men walked out from around the hall coming up to her and saying, "Come with us."

Batman left as the two men walked Harley into an examination room. "Disrobe for your exam," one man said as the other went on to say, "Put your belongings into this envelope." Harl removed her jewelry commenting, "I know the drill boys. I am a regular V.I.P. around heres." An orderly then said to her again, "Disrobe please," after which she began to remove her clothes slowly. The other man locked the door for her privacy as she smiled at his gesture. Harley danced around the exam table before removing her last articles of clothing and says "You like what you see boys?"

The two men looked at each other inquisitively, both knowing the trouble that would rain down if what may happen was revealed to anyone. Harley walked sensuously to the men saying, "You boys look like you need a break. Care to play a little doctor with mwee." She knew her childish voices struck mens nerves, and loved using them to get what she wanted. Harley traces her fingers around the edges of thier name tags, "Triangle Three and Triangle Five, those are wierd names." Five says to her, "It's Delta Three and Five, they're our call tags."

Harley smiled at the men as thier pants fell to the floor. Five and Three both looking suprised at how inconspicuous she had been at removing their belts. She laughed at the slack jawed men, "Why don't you two stop staring and get over here," calling from the exam table. They both hesitated before stepping foward, looking at each other for support. She reached out to them both sliping her hand into thier boxers. Her hands wraped around the all too ready cocks pulling them out as she said "I've never had two of these at the same time before, this'll be fun."