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A/N Finally moved this to 'M'. I think I surpassed the teen rating the last chapter and don't need to be suspended for it. I PM-ed everyone who reviewed last chapter about it (yet another reason reviewing is important) and hope it doesn't cause to much trouble. Sorry smut lovers, no explicit sex scene in this, just more adult-like humor:) Also, my computer crapped out on me yet again and it's a pain trying to get it started anymore, much less write. Hence the late update. Sorry:(

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Something about the entire scene made Dinah want to laugh her ass off and run and hide all at once.

Watching a group of male strippers dressed as the most popular men of the League and running around in spandex was making her day, but it was going to be impossible to look at Batman without mentally calling him the Ass of the Night.

She had a feeling he wasn't going to appreciate the nickname.

Between Kara making cracks about Sailor Boy, Diana deciding whether to be disgusted by their actions or turned on by Buttman, Helena eating her cake as suggestively as possible, Mari cheering on Green Swinger, Fire flirting with The Human Vibrator, and Zatanna trying to avoid being hit on by The Martian Womanhunter not laughing was nearly impossible.

If only Ollie and the guys could see them now.

If only Dinah and her friends could see them now Oliver mused to himself as he and his companions entered the large Vegas building.

It had been his idea to come to as casino after a little...incident involving Wally accidentally knocking out a stripper and the seven men had responded by quickly skedaddling and heading towards the rest of Sin City.

After an hour of dragging Ted away from a group of attractive women who wanted to 'reward' him for giving them their autograph, Wally wincing every time he saw a cake, and Roy teasing his friend for his latest blunder relentlessly they finally reached the entrance to the Grand Central East Palace -a name that was ridiculously long and made no real sense- they all began to relax.

"I can't believe how damned big this here place is." Greg admitted as they entered the building. "And I been to every big building in the USA."

"The owner and I go way back so I doubt we'll have trouble here." Bruce told the gawking men.

Roy snorted. "Let me guess, you slept with her."

"Of course not." A pause, "Just his sister."

A mixture of cries of approval and disgust rung through the crowd. "You got balls, kid." Ted grinned, "Kind of reminds me of myself when I was your age. 'Cept I doubt you were so good you even got the pants off of Queen Hippolyta."

That got everyone's attention. "...You slept with Diana's Mom?" Wally gaped.

"Well," Ted smirked, "Sleep wasn't exactly what happened."

"Does Diana know?" Ollie asked in disbelief. Aside from being impressed, his respect for Wildcat had just gone through the roof. He'd bagged quite a few beautiful women in his time worth mentioning (Kim Kardashian was among his personal most prized, though Dinah had her beat as far as performance and looks went) but to get the pants off of a woman who led an island of only females, hated men with passion, and was so good looking she gave her daughter a run for her money was something else.

Seeing as he was going to pledge himself to Dinah in a few days, his greatest hope was to someday father a son to be an even better player than his grandfather would be. Hell, he didn't even need a new kid for that. Roy was already a pretty big flirt, so all he had to do was help Connor along.

Ollie could rest easy knowing all the men in his family would never have a problem getting laid.

"Of course not. Do you think I really need some super strong star-spangled panty wearing woman to beat me up?" Ted scoffed, "I ain't ever gonna let that happen, boys."

"Dude, you are my hero." Wally murmured in wonder. Bagging Diana's Mom sounded so wrong yet so right to the young speedster.

"Oliver, how is it all the males in your family have managed not to die of herpes?" Vic asked in slight disbelief. "You're bigger manwhores than all the Kennedy's combined."

Ted grinned proudly. "Pft, they're not the only ones who got with Marilyn Monroe."

"Ted, I love you, but please stop ruining sex for me." Roy begged politely. "You're even worse than Bruce."

"Somebody had to teach me the ways of bedding as many women as I can." Bruce shrugged with a slightly sheepish expression. "Who better to teach me than the King of the Amazons?"

"King, eh?" The former boxer chuckled. "If I'm a King then Dinah's a princess."

"And if she's marrying a Queen than she's a lesbian princess." Roy pointed out.

Greg smiled, "I think you be confusing Dinah with Wondy, Roy. I ain't the only one to get that vibe, right?"

"Diana is a lesbian?" Wally gasped.

"No she isn't." Bruce scowled.

"To be fair she was raised on an island of only women and grew up believing men were inferior." Vic reasoned, "It is quite possible."

"Diana is straight, trust me."

"How do you know? Did you sleep with her?"

"Well, not yet."

"Then you don't know."

"Yes I do."

"Maybe she's just using you wishing you were Batgirl." Ted suggested.

Before Bruce could protest the accusation Ollie said, "You know who I always got a gay vibe off of? J'onn."

"J'onn?" Wally gasped in disbelief. When the hell had all of his teammates turned to the rainbow side? Come to think of it J'onn had always had a soft spot for him. Holy crap, what if J'onn liked him? He was sexy as hell so he couldn't exactly blame the guy, but damn! How would he tell Linda? Or even worse what if the telepathic Martian made him like him back?

How would sex with J'onn even work? The guy didn't really wear pants so did that mean he didn't have a...you know? Maybe Martians didn't have genders. Wait, that didn't make sense. J'onn had a wife on mars, and wives were women. So where the hell was his penis?

"Does anybody know where J'onn's junk is?"

Silence.

"What?"

"I don't think J'onn is the only gay one."

"Will you leave me the hell alone?" Helena barked to the male stripper in front of her. "I'd rather watch Sailor Boy over there than you."

"But I'm the 'Ass of the Night'." Buttman protested.

"Oh, trust me I know." She scowled crossly as she turned on her heels and walked away. "Go bug Dinah."

Dinah was currently trying to avoid an overly flirtatious Martian Womanhunter who didn't seem to be taking the hint. "Come on, I said go away!" She cried.

"But baby, I'm a hunter. Think of all the booty I could find on you."

"Don't you dare ruin pirate movies for me!"

"Geez, Di, what is it with you attracting guys green guys?" Helena asked as she walked over and saw her friend trying to avoid the male stripper. "Shoo! Can't you see she's not in to you?"

At his disappointed face the blonde woman quickly said, "Look, do you see that woman over there? The Brazilian one?" The man nodded. "Well she's a model and is shall we say very, very into men."

"She's a total whore." Helena chimed in bluntly. "Really, no standards there at all. She makes me look like a virgin."

"Anyways," Dinah continued, "She loves the color green so she'll go for you. Go flirt with her."

The man smiled enthusiastically and nodded. Sure enough, not ten minutes later he was giggling with Fire as she batted her green eyes. The model had taken a particular interest in the man's adoration of green which worked well seeing as he had taken a special interest in her chest.

"I love her, but I wish she didn't wear a see-through shirt." Mari told Kara as the two watched them.

"I had that exact same one but stupid Clark threw it out." Supergirl huffed, "I don't see the big deal, I mean Karen's me in another universe and even though she's at least two cup sizes bigger than me he has no problem with her wearing a shirt with a giant whole in the middle."

"Why do I doubt he minds it?"

"Pft, none of the guys do." Kara muttered as she cast a look down at her chest. "Damnit, grow already!"

From across the room Diana looked up in time to see Kara angrily shouting at her breasts. She considered telling the teenager that they weren't going to answer her back, but then got distracted by the two men in front of her performing.

SuperSpeedo and Buttman had taken a special interest in the Amazon and were now attempting to see who could get her hornier better and faster. Winner got to take the woman home.

Now if only they let Diana in on the bet.

Somewhere along the line Diana had decided that maybe this wasn't so insulting after all. To be honest it was actually quite enjoyable and she couldn't help but feel a tad amused, but no way would she ever admit it aloud. And Hera be damned if her Mother ever found out about their little trip to this place.

"Hey pretty lady, mind if I give your shoulders a little massage?" 'Kal' asked as he bent down and smiled at her seductively. Granted, this man appeared to be a cleaner, less attractive version of her friend, but he was still sexy.

Diana had herself a bit of a crush when she first met Clark, but after she learned he was with Lois she lost all attraction. After all, why pin away for someone who couldn't love her back? Now he was a dear friend who was like a brother to her and she found herself being attracted to Bruce.

So while she was here why not sit back and enjoy two attractive men bearing great resemblance to men she was or had been attracted to? As Helena had said, 'To hell with it, we're single while we're here!'.

"Look at Diana getting flirty with them." Dinah smirked as she saw her friend being hit on by 'Superman' and 'Batman'.

Helena smiled mischievously, "Our little virgin is getting all grown up and laid."

"Hm, you think we should be offended our boyfriends -well, your boyfriend and my fiancé- aren't good enough to have strippers named after them?"

"Nah." The Italian-American replied with a wave of her hand. "Any more Oliver Queen's in the world and America will officially be out of attractive virgins."

"Well any more Question's and we're going to have to order a whole new mental institution for everyone he talks to." Dinah fired back.

Silence.

"What? Nothing to say to that?"

"Well I would if it wasn't true." Helen shrugged, "My boyfriend's so hot everyone he talks to goes crazy, I know."

"That's not what I meant!"

"It isn't good to lie to yourself, Dinah." She smirked, "Vic's hot and you know it."

"He wears orange socks."

"Sexy orange socks."

"Why are you so stubborn?"

"I'm only stubborn when I know I'm right."

Dinah rolled her eyes knowing that her friend was stubborn as hell and too proud to ever admit she was wrong. Especially when she was wrong about her very un-hot psycho boyfriend.

She decided to let it go simply because she knew not everyone could be with a guy as sexy as Ollie. After all, everyone knew blondes were hotter than anyone else.

Mari had been preparing to go chat with Dinah and Helena when she felt a large, warm arm curl around her shoulders. "Hey sexy, want to see what my ring can do to you-or should I say for you?"

Vixen craned her neck and came face to face with John. Well, sort of. It was his stripper double Green Swinger. Just thinking of his chant made her want to burst out laughing, but thinking of John made her want to rip off the man's head. She was fed up with Lantern and his attitude. No matter how hard Mari tried he constantly complained and she was getting fed up with it.

Green Swinger must have noticed the look on her face. "What? Is it my breath or something?"

"No, you just remind me of someone I know." Mari replied, "Could you please go away?"

"Why?" He asked, leaning closer. "Maybe we could go somewhere and you could settle all this tension with me."

"I don't think so."

His eyes narrowed and he grabbed her wrists. "Who said you had a choice?"

"Let me go." Mari ordered calmly, her muscles tensing for a fight. Maybe she would settle her tension with him after all, just not how he had expected it.

"I don't think so, pretty baby. Now I'm going to unzip my pants and you're going to-"

HISS!

And then he was on the floor.

Dinah and Helena whirled around to see Mari standing over Green Swinger with her fist clenched and a scowl on her face. Kara stopped her evaluation of her chest, Fire paused her make-out fest with the Martian Womanhunter, Zatanna stared at her questioningly, and Diana looked up from Buttman and SuperSpeedo's laps to see what was going on.

"What?"

"Oh you know, I heard the stock market crashed. I'm sure it has nothing to do with you standing over a body." Dinah shot sarcastically, "Mari, what did you do?"

"Punished the naughty boy." Vixen replied smoothly as she looked over the other males in the room. "Anybody else want to play?"

"Ahem, I'm going to have to ask you to leave now." SuperSpeedo coughed, "We're not for rough play unless it's sexual."

Helena cocked her head thoughtfully. "Well she's standing over him and he's on the floor. Looks pretty sexual to me..."

"Still."

"Pft, well don't expect any of these in your Speedos." Kara remarked as she waved a stack of single dollar bills in the air.

"Kara! Did you bring that money here to pay for... coitus?" Diana exclaimed.

"What's that?"

"You know, sexual intercourse?"

"Huh?"

"She means 'fucking'." Helena clipped brazenly.

"What? No!" A pause, "If anything they were going to pay me."

"Okay, maybe we should go." Dinah said quickly as she stood up. The last thing she needed was her bridal shower to be remembered as the day she turned Kara Kent into a hooker.

Not too long after they left the back room and entered the casino the group divided off into smaller groups as everyone split up in the Grand East Central Palace.

Little did they know that the next time they met up they wouldn't be alone.

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