"Just get outta my way!" Connie mumbled as he -- she -- he pushed past the two bimbos.
"Hey, she shouldn't be so pushy, right, Hope?" One of the young bimbos said.
"Yeah, that's right, Mercy! You're just the maid! If you're pushy, we'll tell!"
"Tell?"
"We'll tell Kara, and she'll tell Daddy Lex, and then he'll be soooo mad!"
Connie squeaked. The idea of Mr. Luthor being so mad. What would happen? Mr. Luthor was so smart and powerful! If he was mad, Connie would be in so much trouble! She felt scared.
No! He was a superhero! Lex Luthor didn't scare him!
But Lex Luthor was such powerful handsome, the ultimately masterful manly man. If he was mad....
"Be nice to us, Connie, or we'll tell!"
* * *
Batsissy was bent forward over Gordon's desk, and he had her hands clasped behind her back. Her arms are so tiny that Gordon could pin them with a single hand. Leaving his other hand free.
"So this is your famous bat-butt?"
"Yes, thir, Mithter Commithner." Batissy caused her big butt to sway.
"Such a big weapon needs to be properly inspected!"
He yanked down her pants, causing her to squeal.
"Are you keeping any weapons hidden between those bat-cheeks?"
Bryce squealed as he squeazed them.
* * *
"Bad man get punished!"
Claire and Kara fired their heat visions at Mannheim.
* * *
The transformed Carol Ferris appeared before an old friend.
"Ready to fly the friendly skies with Carol the slutty pink stewardess?" she grinned.