Barbara looked up at the ceiling and spun around in her chair. She sighed and closed her eyes.
“Oh hay dad,” Barbara kicked the corner of her desk spinning her chair faster, “Look Dick and I have been dating for a long time, we are both into femdom bdsm, latex fetishism, and we want to formalize our relationship in a female led marriage at a wedding where he puts a ring on my finger and I put a collar and leash on him… Yeah that would cause him to freak out.”
Barbara put her feet down, stopping her chair and opened her eyes. She was looking at the stair case leading down into her apartment proper and at the top of the stairs was her father. His face was blanched and mouth ajar.
“WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!” James Gordon screamed loud enough for almost everyone in the building to hear!
*
Selina powdered herself and pulled on the purple rubber short shorts and then the halter top. Harley walked behind Selina into her office on all fours. Selina petted Harley on the head and went to open her laptop. She looked at the screen and thought for a second. A doorbell caused her to stop. She closed the laptop and pointed at Harley.
“No playing with Mistress’ computers,” Selina ordered Harley.
“Yes Mistress,” Harley purred and then followed Selina out of the office.
Selina reached the door only to run into find Felicia swooning at the open door.
“Mistress,” Felicia smiled and spoke to Selina and fully opened the door, “Miss Romanov is here.”
Selina slid up beside Felicia and looked out the door. She wrapped her arm around Felicia’s corset clad waist and looked the spy up and down. Natasha wore torn jeans, black boots, tee-shirt, leather jacket and sun glasses.
“What can I do for you Natasha?” Selina asked.
“Oh, I don’t know,” Natasha sighed, “Maybe you could do your voodoo on me so I am a lesbian and won’t keep ending up getting into fights with Clint.”
“Want a coffee and a friend to talk to?” Selina asked.
“Sure that will work,” Natasha smiled.
Selina offered an arm and Natasha stepped forward and hugged her. Felicia joined in and made it a group hug. Selina backed up and Felicia closed the door behind Natasha. The red haired spy took off the glasses and Selina saw that Natasha had been crying. Felicia went to the kitchen as Selina led Natasha to the living room. Cheetah and Tigra were grooming themselves on one of the couches.
*
Barbara saw that her father had been going on for the better part of an hour. He hadn’t even stopped long enough for her to go get a shirt or bathrobe on.
“WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING?” James Gordon finally sputtered.
“Dad,” Barbara breathed, “What can I say, I love Dick.”
“But…” James pointed at her, “But…”
“He loves me,” Barbara said confidently, “We love each other and we both enjoy wearing latex clothing.”
James crossed his arms.
“Everything we do is consensual, at any time we can ask each other to stop,” Barbara said, “We are taking steps to keep from having ‘accidents.’ We do want to kids at some point in the future, but not until we are ready together. Love each other and get along great. Isn’t that what you want for your daughter?”
“And this?” James throw his hands out at her outfit.
“We live in a city where people dress up like it’s Halloween every fucking day,” Barbara arched an eyebrow, “And you are freaking out because I am wearing rubber panties and a bra? I am not running around robbing banks. I was sitting at my computer just talking to myself about what am I going to do in my life.”
“I know all about the Halloween costume you picked out for yourself to run around at night and fight the robbers,” James crossed his arms.
“Shit.”
“What did I always say about when you told me you wanted to grow up and be a cop like me? When you said you wanted to marry a cop like your mother did?” James uncrossed his arms and pointed his finger at Barbara, “How do you think I feel about you wanting to marry a MASK?”
“Fuck…”
“Now put on something decent!” James ordered.
*
Natasha watched as Patsy walked over in her rubber cheerleader minidress with the cups of coffee and handed them to Selina and her. Selina watched Natasha watch Patsy as she walked back to join Felicia at the archway to the kitchen.
“So Natasha,” Selina said, “What do you want?”
“I don’t know…” Natasha took a sip of the coffee, “She remembers how I take my coffee.”
“Let me put it this way,” Selina said, “If I could wave a magic wand and make things perfect, what would your perfect look like?”
Natasha thought about it for a second and opened her mouth to speak…