Laura rushed to the room next door when she heard the racket, when she heard the cat like scream hiss mix she kicked in the door.
"I got your back!" She shouted as she readied herself to fight what ever was in the room, "HOLY SHIT! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?"
Logan had Cheetah's neck, head, arms and feet on the ground, her bottom in the air while he was planting his manhood into her pussy. She was still clad in her rubber catsuit, Logan was naked and Laura was in shock.
"What does it look like?" Logan shouted back.
"That's the fucking enemy!" Laura protested.
"Part right dear!" Cheetah panted.
"Relax," Logan assured her, "I got this!"
Laura retreated to the bathroom of her own motel room and locked herself in her bathroom.
Steve Rogers sat in the bed room of Quarters 20. Technicly still an enlisted soldier and single he was unsure about getting the apartment to himself. Rumor had it that the place was haunted by the ghost of one of Lincoln's assassins. Booth had pulled
the trigger but there were women who had helped him in the plotting. One of the people in housing said it was because of the multiple Medals of Honor he had been awarded that he got the apartment, but the colonel down stairs said that no one would stand the
"I know this much, if I stay here much longer I am going to go insane!" Steve said to himself and jumped up.
"Mr. Rogers," Mr. Falcon said at the bottom of the stairs, "You are the one my wife keeps telling me about. Dear look who it is!"
Colonel Sarah Falcon walked out in a swing dress. She saw him and smiled.
"Sergeant Major Rogers," she extended her hand, "What are you doing this evening?"
"I was just heading out to, well get some air Ma'am," Steve deffered to her tittle.
"Ma'am," Mr. Falcon objected.
"Shush dear," Colonel Falcon elbowed her husband, "Look I know you seem to really like that jitter bug and swing music, why don't you join us?"
"I found a club with 30's, 40's and early 50's music and dance revivals every Thursday night," Mr. Falcon smiled, "Maybe we can find you a Mrs. Rogers there!"
"OK," Steve breathed, "Why not?"
Crestkill, NJ (Late Morning)
Logan, Laura, and "Babs" were walking out of the doughnut shop. Laura swore it was like Cupid had clubbed them with nuke!
Logan and the villainess were hanging off of each other and it was making Laura uncomfortable. The coffee and fried egg breakfast sandwhich weren't helping.
"You mind letting me and Logan talk for a minute," Laura tried to dismiss Cheetah, "ALONE!"
"Babs babe," I'll be upstairs in a minute," Logan gave her a deep French kiss before she left.
"What the hell?" Laura just started into Logan, "Has all your blood gone to your pants? She is the one Stark was worried about crashing the Wayne tech Van Dyne deal! And hay, what the hell, lets fuck? and you are her boyfriend?"
"I am keeping her from crashing the deal right?" Logan smirked.
"This is insane, I feel like I have a laser sight pointed at the back of my head!"
"You're a Weapon X subject," Logan gruffed, "you probably do!"
They kept arguing as they walked past the manager's office. Inside there was a different frustration.
"Someone stole my wheels! And you are saying that I have to find another Motel for the night while my car gets fixed?" Gar gasped, "It's bad enough the insurance company can't get it done so I can make the first night of the comic-con, now I don't have a
place to sleep?"
"I'm sorry, the rooms were all booked months ago," the manager told him.
"I bet cyborg never has this happen to his titanium ass!" Gar muttered as he made his way to what was still his room for another hour.
Logan and Laura were still offering counter points when they saw Logan's door ajar. They readied themselves for a fight, Logan was the first in and Laura was right behind him. Barbara was naked save for thigh boots and spread out across the bed for all
to see all of her!
The acids in her stomach churned, her blood boiled, the Eggs were kicking and screaming...
"Look I'm up for a ménage a trois if you two want too..." Barbara said seductively.
Laura's head went light, her stomach went into revolt, it was too much, she turned and vomited onto the balcony outside the room.
"You ok?" Gar asked as a woman turned out of a room and vomited onto the balcony in front of him.
"Sorry, something I ate," Laura made a half assed excuse before looking at the bystander.
Their eyes met, Laura felt new knots in her stomach, but not like she was going to vomit.
"You stay in there," Logan told Cheetah for closing the door, "I'll get something to clean this up. Clean yourself up."
"Let me help you," Gar was entranced at the lovely young woman in front of him.
Laura was midly freaking out, there was Garfield "Beast Boy" Logan! Wolfbane had major crush on him and insisted on showing Laura all the episodes of his show. Laura never admitted it but she developed a crush on him too! Now here he was!
"My room is right here," Laura pulled out her key as she tried standing.
"I'll get it for you my dear," Gar smiled and opened the door, "After you!"
"I think your boyfriend stopped stalking you!" Holley teased Selina.
"No, he is out of town for a few days," Selina looked at Holley's drawings, "You really want to try and hock Gotham's underworld as fetish?"
"That's a one off!" Holley teased, "A wedding present for you! It's for your boyfriend to wear!"
Selina gave her friend an evil eye.
"Speaking of selling kink, I have to get down stairs and open up the shop!"