Chpt.25
I hated this assignment. Now that I was starting to look more "feminine," Jason decided that that would come to our advantage when trying to catch pedophiles and rapists.
"Jason, I can't do this." I sighed as I stood awkwardly in six inch high heels and a very short dress with no straps. My long black hair that was usually hidden by my brown wig, was curled and draped over my shoulders. My face was covered in heavy makeup.
"Yes you can. You look like a great prostitute." Jason chuckled.
"But I can't even walk in these heels." I debated. I tried to take a step foreword, and started to fall. Jason was at my side and quickly helped me get back on my feet.
"C'mon, I could walk in these heels. It's not hard." he bragged.
"Heels? Are you kidding?"
"K, Batman had me do a lot of strange stuff." he smirked. "Now, just walked left and right while shaking your butt on the streets and we'll find some rapists in no time." he grinned.
"I hate acting as bate." I grunted.
"Hey, if the majority of rapists went after men, I'd take your place." he laughed as he helped me out the door.
"Now walk. I'll keep a birds eye view of you." Jason stated and then climbed to the top of a building to follow me from the rooftops. Just incase something happened, I had that button that Dick gave us and a COM link in my ear.
"Shake your butt more." he whispered through the COM link. I sighed and tried to shake my butt as I walked.
"Better?" I questioned.
"Perfect. Now work that piece of fabric." Jason snickered.
"You mean the dress?"
"K, that thing's a piece of fabric." he stated and I chuckled. He was right.
"Hello there gorgeous." stated a deeper voice and I turned around to see a large man walking up from behind me.
"Hello." I smiled.
"Keep walking. See if he follows." Jason stated and I did so. The man followed.
"So, what's your name?" he questioned with a smile as I continued to walk.
"Sasha." I smiled.
"So, Sasha, how much?" he questioned.
"He means…"
"Sorry Sir, not for sale." I informed, cutting Jason off. I knew what the guy meant, I wasn't stupid.
"Hmm. Not for sale, huh?" the man questioned and I nodded. The man then roughly grabbed me and pulled me into an alleyway.
"Sorry sweet heart. If it's not for sale, then I'm taking it for free." he smiled.
"Uh oh. Somebody made a mistake." I chuckled and he looked at me perplexed.
"Big mistake." came Jason's voice from behind the man, and once he turned around, Jason punched him in the face and continued to beat him until he was unconscious. He then placed handcuffs on the man.
"One down, probably a few thousand to go." Jason smirked.
It was going to be a long night.
~*~*~*~*~Five hours later~*~*~*~*~
"Ugh." I groaned as I entered the apartment and tore the shoes away. My feet were bleeding and it hurt to walk on them.
"How do girls do this? It's torture!" I exclaimed.
"It's the price of beauty." Jason shrugged. He was content. We must have nagged about a hundred rapists and pedophiles. (Okay I may be exaggerating, but that's what it felt like.)
"The price of beauty is crap." I informed as I pulled my hair back into a pony tail and gingerly walked to the bathroom with my bleeding feet.
I washed all the gunk off of my face and changed into a t-shirt and jeans.
I walked back out and sat on the couch, miffed.
"What's that matter K? you did good tonight?" Jason questioned.
"I didn't like that." I informed.
"Kiara, you'll get used to the shoes." he stated and I shook my head.
"No. Just… those men. They all… attacked me. Just because of what I was wearing. They were undressing me with their eyes, they grabbed my butt… I… it wasn't something that I was comfortable with. I felt so… vulnerable. It was like I almost got raped over and over tonight." I frowned and Jason listened to what I was saying.
"Kiara." he said softly. "We don't need to do that again. I didn't think about it that way. We can stick with beating the guys and not luring them in." he said with an encouraging smile.
"Thank you Jason." I grinned.
"No problem K."