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After my shower, I threw on a robe, and knocked on Sheila's door, calling, "You decent?"

"You're asking ME that? C'mon in, Selina!" She said with a laugh. Sheila was sitting at her vanity in her robe, typing on her laptop again. She stopped, and asked, "What are your plans for today?"

"Nothing special. I hear the Federal Reserve just got a new shipment of gold from Fort Knox, so I was … " I grinned at her glare, then said, "Why do you ask?"

"Well, I need to go shopping, and I thought you might like to join me."

I forced a smile, and admitted, "I'm not much of a shopper, but there are one or two things I do need to get."

"Well, now that's a surprise! I would have thought with your … acquisitive instincts, you'd enjoy it more."

I sat on the bed, and grinned. "Jewels, sculpture, and art are different than finding the perfect sling back shoes for me." I continued, "Think of it as a puzzle. How do I get into a place, find what I want, get it, and get out without Bats catching me?" I purred, and added, "Although sometimes I do make it easier for him. He's such a hunky guy…" I purred again.

"I can't wait to meet him!" Sheila said. "By the way, ready to give my laptop a try?" She logged out, and I nodded. She stood up, and fetched her watch from her dresser, and said, "I'm setting this for fifteen minutes. Ready?" I nodded, and took her place, and she said, "Go!"

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"Got it!" I said, just as Sheila called "Time!" She put her watch on, and I grinned and read, "Sunday, October 26. This is my first full day living with Selina and Bruce. This place is amazing! It makes my little apartment seem so cramped. The 'suite' I'm in is bigger than my apartment! The artwork, everything about this place is … well, I'd love to live here! The workout facilities are great, as are the recreation, well, Selina showed me a hot tub, and we…" I coughed and continued. "I need to go shopping. I've only got one skirted suit that even partially survived those punks. I need to drop it at the dry cleaners, and hopefully they can mend it. For now, I'm going to have to buy 'off the rack' until the insurance money comes through. I don't have court until Thursday, but that's in front of Judge Basuro, so I'll need that skirted suit for him, the old blowhard. What I have should be good enough for the office until then. I'm glad that Shreck's has a good tailoring department. I'll find out what Selina's plans are - maybe she'd like to go shopping with me." I looked up at Sheila, and said, "Well, it looks like it's a draw, counselor. Want to flip for it?"

"If you don't mind my raiding your closet." I shook my head, and pushed the floppy sleeves of my robe up. Sheila grabbed her robe, and pulling it on, followed me out the door.

In my room, Sheila glanced at my laptop, sitting where hers was, on the vanity. I glanced at her and motioned to my closet, saying, "Feel free." I picked up Harvey's coin, and said, "Good side, the lawyer wins, bad side, the kitty." Sheila threw a dress on the bed, and said, "Works for me."

I flipped it, caught it, and eyed Sheila. She threw a blouse and skirt on the bed as well, and said, "Well?" I uncovered the coin, and she pumped her fist in the air, and squealed, "I win! I meet the Bat!" I smiled, and said, "Be careful what you wish for."

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While Sheila was dressing, I heard the 'ping' of my email. I opened the new message, and saw:

From: PlantLady plantlady@freenet.gcu.edu

To: KittyCat kittycat@freenet.gcu.edu

Subject: The friends you asked about …

Kitty:

Blondie and I have those friends over. We're all having fun! Have your friend get to work Monday after seven, and make sure she brings her camera! They'll be there, all safely tucked away.

PlantLady

PS: CoinFlip say they're loads of fun to play with!

PPS: Blondie says that her Clown is feeling much better. She insists that it's her chicken soup.

I thought for a minute, then replied:

To: PlantLady plantlady@freenet.gcu.edu

From: KittyCat kittycat@freenet.gcu.edu

Subject: Re: The friends you asked about …

PlantLady,

I'll be sure to tell her once she's out of the shower. We're going shopping, so I'll make sure that she gets plenty of film! Thanks for letting us know!

KittyCat

PS: Thank Blondie and CoinFlip for me, would you?

I hit "Send", and shrugged out of my robe to get dressed. I caught a glance of my reflection in the mirror, with my long dark hair tumbling down my back, my prominent breasts in a lacy pushup bra, my flat stomach over the dainty high cut panties. I looked at the smoky pantyhose, half out of the plastic egg. I closed the lid of my laptop and sat at the vanity, pushing the various bottles and jars of makeup aside, and stared into the mirror.

:: Bruce? Got a minute? :: I thought.

:: Sure, Selina. Third lap. What's on your mind? ::

:: Had any luck in figuring out what happened with us? Or how to fix it? ::

:: My theory is that Harley somehow triggered some sort of latent telepathy, and we're on naturally similar 'frequencies'. J'onn and Bats have discussed this, as you know, but I'd have to have him scan both of us to confirm this, which would mean you'd have to come to a JLA meeting for tests. Unfortunately, the chemical residue from the costume seems to have degraded. You're a better chemist than I am, though. ::

:: Scheduling is going to be a problem with that. It was a mistake to invite Sheila to stay here. I haven't been able to get out at night at all, lately. Maybe I can find out from Harley what she used on us, but I can't really ask too many questions. She may act like a bubblehead, but she's not. ::

:: No, she's not. I wonder why she's so attached to the Joker, though. :: I felt his amusement. :: You're admitting a mistake? That's a first! ::

:: Well, it just felt … right to invite her, you know? ::

:: But which of you invited her? The Bruce part, or the Selina part? ::

:: Good question. ::

:: Something else is bothering you, Selina. What is it? ::

:: Well, I'm just getting so … comfortable as Selina. Sometimes I forget that I'm actually Bruce in her body. It just hit me when I was looking in the vanity mirror. :: I somehow 'turned on' the visual link, and watched as he ran through the woods. I stood, and leaned over the vanity, looking in the mirror.

:: Well, Lucius seems to approve of your living here. He says that I've been 'unusually energetic' and 'probing' in getting things done at the office since you moved in. He wants to meet you, by the way. ::

:: You mean you've actually been working at the office? We'll have to talk about that later. :: I brushed my hair back, and stepped back a pace. :: Bruce, what's been bothering me is that sometimes I can't tell when I'm Selina, and when I'm Bruce. ::

:: Well, you sure LOOK like Selina. ::

:: Bruce!! Martha Wayne did not raise her son to wear pantyhose and a bra! ::

:: What about her daughter? ::

:: I … I don't know. :: I sighed, and added, :: Bruce, Sheila won a bet to meet the bat, and maybe also see the cave. Do you want to use the usual guest protocol for that? ::

:: Okay. Tonight, on the roof of her office building? Come in costume, and I'll take both of you. Oh, and Selina? ::

:: Yes? ::

:: I've been feeling the same way. As mother used to say, I don't know … ::

:: … If I'm coming or going. I know. Sounds like a plan. We're going shopping, so we'll talk later, ok? ::

:: Have fun, kitten. ::

:: Meow. :: I sent with a grin, closing the 'connection' and picking up the pantyhose.

### Chapter 19: Of Boudoirs and Bets

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