Chpt.6

How the hell did I get into a situation like this?

"Y'know, I'd enjoy this more if I was doing this with Damian." Livy mumbled under her breath while the loud music in the club played, but Tim heard her.

"He's too young for an undercover mission like this." Was his short answer. "Now, I'd smile if I were you."

Livy quickly smiled and played with Tim's hair. Well, technically it wasn't Tim's actual hair. It was Tim's wig.

"That's a pretty girl you got there, Mr. Draper." The man that Livy and Tim were trying to put away in jail smiled. His name was Jordan McCullen. MCCullen's eyes weren't on Tim, but more so on Livy's chest.

I guess the push up bra and stuffing did the trick in making me look way bigger than I actually am. Livy thought. Along with the larger boobs, Livy was wearing a curly red wig, an uncomfortably short green dress, equally uncomfortable high heels, fake eyelashes, green contacts, and a ton of makeup.

Tim just loves playing intense dress up. Livy thought and giggled as Tim bounced her in his lap like she was supposed to.

"You like her? I got her from one of Penguin's auctions. A bit pricey, but well worth it." Tim was a great actor, and he was very good at playing the part of a rich, sleazy tool.

Even though Livy knew that Tim was just playing a part, she felt grossed out having to caress and be a plaything to a rich Alvin Draper.

"Hmmm, how much would you be willing to sell her for? She had beautiful eyes and her bust also looks magnificent." McCullen grinned.

"Sorry my friend. After what I spent on her and all the things she has done to me in bed, I'm not selling her any time soon." Tim's eyes then got more serious. "However, I would love to have more girls."

"Hmmm, what's your type. I'll tell you if I'm in stock." McCullen informed.

"I have a thing for Red heads." He twirled a strand of hair from Livy's red wig in his finger. "Something about the red hair turns me on. I also like quiet girls."

"I do know that I have some redheads." McCullen nodded with a small smile. He reached into his breast pocket and handed Tim a piece of paper.

"My card. Go to the address on it on Friday at eleven at night. I'm auctioning off some of my girls and I'm sure you will make a wonderful bidder.

"I look forward to it." Tim grinned, then turned his attention to Livy cupping her face. "Not to say that my little Songbird isn't good enough. But I'd love to see if any could compare and how good another girl and my little Songbird would work together."

That was Livy's cue to do something to give McCullen a reason to leave. Livy grinded on Tim, giving him a brief lap dance, and Tim grunted.

"If you'll excuse me, my little Songbird and I should be heading back home. It's past her bedtime and I have to teach her a lesson."

Tim and Livy walked out of the club and drove off in Tim's car.

"It's past her bedtime and I have to teach her a lesson? Could you be more gross?!" Livy grunted.

"I wasn't trying to make myself look nice. I was trying to make myself look like a horny jerk. I guess I did a good job."

"Yeah. I wanted to hit you the entire time." Livy grunted as she ripped off her wig and started to peel off the fake eyelashes.

"At least we know when the auction is. Breaking it up will be easy now." Tim grinned, but then looked at Livy. "Sorry if that was awkward for you. I needed a girl to make it look believable and Babs is off in Florida somewhere-"

"It wasn't a problem, Tim. I didn't really enjoy it, but it needed to be done and now we can save some girls."

"Just don't mention this to your Dad or Damian. Both hate me and would probably kill me if they found out I used you like this for an undercover mission." Tim said meekly and Livy chuckled and gave him a thumbs up.

"No problem. My lips are sealed."

The car stopped in the batcave and the two opened the doors and got out. However, waiting for them were a very angry looking Damian and an even more angry looking Jason.

"Bruce told us that you took Livy out on an undercover mission." Damian stated, his cold eyes glaring intently at Tim.

"Bruce also told us what roles the two of you were playing." Jason gritted out through clenched teeth.

"Listen, it was just undercover. And we got the info we needed." Tim informed with his hands up in defense.

"Do you think I give a damn?" Jason spat. "You made my daughter act like a sex slave!"

"She agreed to do it!" Tim exclaimed.

"I don't care! You still asked her to, and you know how she feels about saving girls!" Jason screamed.

"And I don't like thinking about other men getting to touch her." Damian grunted. Jason looked at Damian with a disturbed look.

"Where the hell are you touching her?"

"Run, while they're distracted." Livy whispered to Tim.

"But…" Suddenly, Damian and Jason seemed to set the 'touching' matter aside to focus on Tim.

The boy slowly backed up, then sprinted away.

"Get back here, Drake!" Damian exclaimed as he chased after the man.

"I'll chop off your hands for grabbing my daughter!" Jason shouted as he followed the other two men. Livy was left alone in the main part of the Batcave until Alfred came, walking calmly into the room.

"Miss, would you like a change of clothes?" the old butler questioned, and Livy nodded.

"Yes please." Livy grinned. As Alfred led her upstairs to get changed, he remarked,

"Master Timothy has hopefully been able to find a place to hide."

"And if he didn't find a place to hide?" Livy inquired and Alfred sighed, shaking his head.

"If your father and Master Damian get their hands on him, he is as good as dead."