“Hay!” Tim said as Cassie snatched his phone from his hands, “Cassie come on…”
Cassie pulled out her own phone and manipulated both then held them up. On Tim’s phone was Steph’s contact info with an option to call her and on Cassie’s was a GIF of a man swinging from a set of gallows.
“Ok, ok,” Tim went to grab his phone, “I get the message…”
Cassie pulled the phone back and hit the dial icon and then the speaker phone icon.
*
Steph watched the pair in the bathroom dyking out. She was pulling on the cowl when her commercial phone started to buzz. She checked it, it was Tim. She would talk to him when she was done finding out about the pair of twats.
*
“Like Leave a Message,” Steph’s voice announced that she sent the call straight to voice mail.
“It’s Tim, I know you probably hate me right now,” Tim said, “Look you broke up with me and I have been lonely for a while. I went on a dating app and met some girls… But I really miss YOU.”
Cassie was giving him a ‘I will kill you’ look in her eyes.
Cassie hit the disconnect icon and tossed the phone back to Tim.
*
Batgirl checked hotel penthouse again. ID cards panned out, one Janet Van Dyne of Crestkill New Jersey and one Emma Frost of Snow Valley Massachusetts. Both were apparently the kids of rich families and each was worth more than Tim himself, so if they were trying to be gold diggers… they should be targeting Bruce not Tim. Unless they were going to use Tim to get to Bruce…
“…Sex ever, hands down…” Janet said as she walked into the main room, “Oh! Hi!”
“You must be the infamous Batgirl,” Emma said from behind them, “Does every guest of this city get a visit by a masked vigilante?”
“Only mysterious ones that target bachelors marked as ‘very likely targets’. So what is your interest in Tim Drake?” Batgirl asked.
“Sex!” Janet chirped.
“He is a wonderful lover,” Emma agreed.
“Just sex?” Batgirl asked not believing the answers.
“It seems he is in love with a local girl that keeps being a bitch,” Emma said pulling up memories in Steph’s head of her starting fights with Tim, braking up with Tim, being a bitch, “So he joined a special dating service and they referred us to him.”
“Best thing that happened to my sex life!” Janet chimed.
“And he pays for it?” Batgirl asked.
“Well he insisted on paying for dinner,” Janet chirped, “He is so cute like that, I paid for the shopping and Emma used her card for our suite. I wonder if that Steph would be allowed in if invited.”
Images and feelings flashed in Steph’s mind; her propped up on some sort of rack, Tim behind her banging her ass, while Janet sucked her left tit and Emma sucked her right tit and both finger fucked her vag, she saw all of this in a mirror in front of them.
“Just imagine a foursome,” Emma said playing up her role as a blonde beauty, “That would be super-hot!”
Janet could see Batgirl’s cheeks flush at the thoughts being planted in her head by the young version of the White Queen. She just had to play along and pretend to not know that this purple and black Batgirl was one and the same as Tim’s ex, Stephanie Brown.
“Maybe you should look up this Steph,” Janet egged on, “Check if she is trying to hurt Tim…”
“I will be watching you…” Batgirl tried to out-tro with malice, but was gasping with lust.
*
Red Robin was riding into the slums of Gotham on his custom bike, and Black Bat was riding on his ass. She was alerted to the private call by the flashing icon on the Heads-Up-Display built into her special helmet. She pulled away from chasing Red Robin and tapped the activation button for the communications in the helmet.
“Yes Steph?” Cassie answered as she pulled the bike into an alley way out of sight.
“I feel even worse now than I did when I saw Tim with those bimbos,” Steph confessed, “Am I really that much of a piece of shit?”
“What?” Cassie shook with rage.
“I confronted the girls, it turns out that they are worth more than Tim, so they aren’t in this for the money,” Steph gasped for a second, “Yeah, the two of them are hanging out with Tim for sex. And the reason they are is some dating service set them up. Turns out Tim doesn’t really want them, and said as much from the get go, he wants Stephanie Brown. But Stephanie Brown keeps pushing him away… Hang on, I got to cross the Interstate on this swing…”
Cassie looked at her hands clenching around an imaginary neck.
“But to hear them say it,” Steph continued, “I thought back about how that was a bunch of bull… Only every time we fought, it was because I was picking fights with him and everyone else. I broke up with him or I pushed him away until he broke up with me. And it was every time.”
“NO!” Cassie screaked.
“Yes,” Steph said, “I realize it. I am the problem. The worst part is knowing that I drove Tim into the arms of those two bimbos and the whole time he is pining for me while sleeping with them. Look, I am not about to apologize to Tim or beg for forgiveness or anything brash like that so you can relax, I just need to think about it. I will be on the west sector if you need me, ok?”
Cassie bashed her head against the brick wall so hard it broke the helmet.
“Oh shit!” came from the entrance to the alley.
Black Bat looked over and spotted the two Jokerz, teenaged shits that wanted to earn their way into the Joker’s graces by dressing like clowns to commit crimes.
*
“In other news,” The 11 o’clock news anchor said, “Two local Joker Imposters were hospitalized after what police called an ‘extreme bat-attack’, reports from confidential sources state that the pair are undergoing rectal surgery to quote, remove tail pipes from their tail pipes, end quote.”
“Daddy Bat?” Janet asked.
“No,” Emma said as she popped the grape into her mouth, “These are divine! No, maybe Sister bat. Why are you wearing knee socks to bed?”
“I get cold feet when I don’t have a boy to warm them,” Janet confessed, “Besides, you are the one setting yourself up to freeze wearing all lace in that artic baby doll and thong combo.”
“I am surprised they had silk booty shorts in your yellow,” Emma ran her hand over her cohort’s crotch then moved it up the torso, “But this tank does wonders at showing off your C-cups.”
“I didn’t beg to have my tits augmented right away,” Janet poked Emma’s bosom.
"I'd like to see you say that while in a 69!" Emma shot back.
"You are on!" Janet started to kiss her blonde Harem Sister.