Part 1: The Invitation

First thing Saturday morning I received a mysterious knock at my door. When I opened my door there was no one there. Just a secretive package with handwritten letter attached to the top of it with a tag that read, 'To the Amazon'.

As I brought the package into my quarter I tried to figure out who would send me such a thing. Especially when the package was addressed to the Amazon. None of my fellow league members would ever address outside of my name. I shook my head as I placed the package on my desk.

"Who sent you?" I thought to myself as I left my room.

Moving throughout my day, I asked a few of my fellow league members if they'd sent me a present, but none of the ones I asked seemed to know what I was talking about. After getting nowhere with my questioning, a tiny part of my brain told me to just throw the items away.

"It was probably a trap of some kind," I thought.

Some of my villians were treacherous beyond measure. I couldn't put it passed any of them to send a 'gift' that was meant to cause me harm. I couldn't shake the feeling that something off about this so called gift. However, as the day progressed curiosity got the better of me.

Each time I passed my quarters I would linger outside of my door. Something was telling me to open the box. Thankfully before I could react to my darker impulses something would come up. A call on the com or a meeting. Something would always pull my attention. By the time my shift of monitor duty came I had come back to my quarters once again. And I found myself staring at my door. I prayed for the call to come on the com to come but it never did. After a few moments of quiet I gave in and entered my room. Still seated on my desk was the box and it was there taunting me. Quickly I walked over to my desk and picked up the box. Box in hand I left my room and headed towards the womb of the Watchtower.

Thankfully the corridors of the Watchtower were pretty empty at this hour. Saturday night shifts usually were. The young ones were on street duty while most of the founding members were off enjoying their evening. Will save me. 'Going out' was a man's world thing that I still hadn't got the hang of.

Enter the womb I placed the box atop the monitoring station. Once the door closed

behind me I sat down in front of the monitors. Pulling the letter away from the package I got hit with the thick scent of a man. A clue maybe? Breathing in the intoxicating aroma I tried to figure out which male league member smelt of air. When no one came to mind, I began to read the letter.

Hello Amazon,

Meet me at the 1938 nightclub in Downtown Gotham at 10 pm sharp.

See ya soon.

PS. Where something lacey and black.

"Gotham?!" I gasp.

That black ass bat wouldn't dare… In my rage I didn't hear Dinah entering the womb.

"Ladies night!" I heard Dinah shout.

Dinah's voice startled me. I quickly refolded the letter and placed it in my lap.

"Oh Dinah you startled me," I said as I forced a smile on my face.

"Well there's a first time for everything," she replied.

I felt her presence move closer towards me. She was humming a tune.

"What do we have here…"

I looked over my shoulder to find Dinah's face right next to mine. Her eyes were focused on the box in front of me.

"Nothing," I replied.

Dinah picked up the tag from atop the box.

"To the Amazon?" she said as she raised her voice in a questioning manner.

Silence lingered between us as I gripped the letter tighter in my hand.

"Is there something you want to tell me Diana?" she asked. "You know I might be able to help…"

"Nope there's nothing going on," I quickly replied.

Dinah sighed, "Girl you were sent a secret package written in a sexy time font…"

Sexy time front? I looked up at Dinah so confused.

"Diana," she said as she stared daggers at me.

She was unmoved by my silence. Suddenly she reached for the box. I tried to stop her but she started to open her mouth as she took in a deep breath. I stopped in my tracks.

"Now tell me what is going on here Diana…"

Letting out a sigh I told her everything.

A few moments later….

"OMG someone wants to fuck you…." she shouted as she took hold of the letter that had been crumpled up in my hand.

"Shhh…."

"Now you have to open it," she continued.

Dinah nudge me in my shoulder as she spoke. She was trying to goad me into something that I told myself I didn't want to do. I was just me. No one really noticed me beyond being the 'big scary Amazon'.

"If you won't open it than I will…"

Dinah reached for the box once more, but this time I stopped her.

"I'll do it," I said finally.

I took the box into my hand I lifted the lid off. Hidden amongst a sea of white tissue paper was a black lace mask.

"Oh kiny…" she said. "I didn't think he had it in him..

As Dinah spoke it finally dawned on me. Selina said Bruce found wearing a mask sexy. OMG. My first assumption was right. Batman was behind this gift. The meeting place in Gotham, the mask… It had to be him.

"So you are going right?" Dinah asked.

Was I? I mean Bruce was alright I guess, but he was too… small. I would break him. I looked over to the clock on the wall. 9:45 pm.

"I don't have time…"

Dinah clapped her hands together gleefully.

"Oh I have just the outfit for this occasion," she exclaimed.

She grabbed my hand and dragged me and the mask in my hands out of the monitor room. I followed her down the hall until we reached her room. She rushed in and started tossing 'clothes' all over the place.

"Dinah I can't leave my monitoring duties," I said as a pair to lace black panties smacked me in the face.

"Wear these…" she said ignoring my words.

Pulling the panties off my face she tossed me a matching black bra.

"Dinah these won't fit me…" I exclaimed as I held up but pieces of clothing.

Dinah shook her head, "You will…"

She shooed me into her bathroom and closed the door behind us. She reached for the latches on my armor, but I turned away from her.

"What are you doing?"

"Helping you get undressed," she replied as she yanked my breast plate loose.

My chest piece fell to the floor. I placed my hands over my breast.

"You grew up on an island full of women," she laughed as she extended her hand out to me. "You shouldn't be shy…"

"I'm not shy," I hissed.

Dinah pointed to the bra in my hands. I handed it to her. She walked around me and wrapped the bra around my waist. Hooking the bra around me she twisted it around until the cups were facing front.

"Oh but you are," she laughed. "Move them…"

I lowered my hands. She guided my breasts into the cups. As the lace fabric engulf my breasts I felt a tight sensation. I winced.

"Tits up," she said.

I slid my arms into the straps and let her adjust them so my full breast were properly in place.

"These things are uncomfortable," I said.

"I'm sure you won't be wearing it for long," Dinah replied.

Dinah reached around me and unlatched my skirt and too joined my breastplate on the floor. Stepping out of it I stepped into the lace panties. Pulling them up they clung to the curve of my hips. Dinah took a step back from me and looked me up and down.

"Perfect," she said. "You are ready…"

I looked down at my barely clothed body.

"Don't I need a dress?"

Dinah raised her eyebrows.

"Don't you know what the 1938 nigtclub is?" she asked.

I shook my head as Dinah took the black lace mask from me. A devilish smile came across her face as she walked around me. She lifted the mask up to my face and tied it around the back of my head. The lace felt odd up against my skin. After adjusting the bans, Dinah draped a long red trench coat over my shoulders.

"J'onzz could you send Diana down to East 38 Blvd in Gotham please…"

I took a step towards Dinah, but it was too late. J'onzz had already started to teleport me down. I stumbled forward as my body rematerialized in front of the 1938 nightclub. After balancing myself I realized I was in a long dark alley. I pulled the red coat tightly around me. Standing up straight I saw a lone bouncer stood in front of a red door. He looked me up and down. His eyes landed on my visible braces. He smiled at me as she opened up the door.

"Enjoy your evening ma'am," he said.

I gulped hard as the bouncer beckoned me to enter the building. I nodded as I made my way inside. As I enter the building the sound of muffled music greeted me. The pulsing beat was intoxicating. Once inside I saw a sea of bodies moving as one from the balcony I was standing on. It was as if the Bacchanalia was reborn. Wine, nakedness and sex was everywhere. Glancing over the crowd I looked for the sender of my present. Gotham's Dark Knight was nowhere to be found. Maybe he wasn't the sender.

I felt a slight hint of relief. But it was short lived. I moved further into club. Making my way down one side of the grand staircase I felt someone touch me. I looked quickly turned around. There was a small half naked woman holding a platter in her hand with a lone envelope resting on top of it. 'To the Amazon' was written on it. I picked up the letter.

I'm glad you came.

The woman pointed behind me. I looked over my shoulder, another red door.

"Don't keep him waiting," she said.

I made my way towards the door. Pressing my way through the sea of bare bodies my heart began to race. Hands reached out for me. The drunken hands caressed me until I reached the door.

"You can do this," I thought to myself.

I took a deep breath before I press my hands against the door. With a gentle push the door opened.

"Hello Diana,"

That voice. My heart started beating out of my chest.

"I know that voice," I muttered as I pushed the door open.