He carried her upstairs. She went into the bathroom herself and came out with her teeth brushed as well as the other things she’d done in there. He ...read her the story that they always used. “Sleep tight, sweetheart,” he said.Sunday, they all waited at the back of the church until Marilyn came in. Her parents glared at him but didn’t say anything in front of his family. The girls and Marilyn got acquainted, and then they all sat down. The order, from left to right, was Molly, Dad, April, Andy,. A regular United Nations and then of course there was me - the token white boy.I took the coffee outside and as the girls sipped theirs we talked about the weather, gossiped about the neighbors and made general small talk. After about ten minutes Helen asked me to keep an ear out for Sasha while she used the bathroom. Eight minutes later Bev was looking at my crotch and licking her lips. I got up and went inside and called up to Tyrone and told him to hurry down because I was going to need some. I hoped that I hadn't frightened her away permanently.Maybe, I thought, she'd be at the house when I got home after the game.She wasn't.The next night, she was still missing from her box seat near third base, and I was getting concerned. I called her after the game, and got her answering machine. She couldn't come to the phone right now, her recorded voice told me, in the classic ambiguous fashion that's supposed to convince burglars that you're really not away -- you're just too busy to answer. Suspended above him Batgirl was also breathing heavily, wracking her brains for a way to turn this around, a way to avoid the destiny that had her hanging naked before her abductors.Click!Panties King had taken hold of Batgirl’s pants zipper. In the silent warehouse the only sound was that of the zipper as it was pulled down with agonising slowness.With the zipper fully open Panties King gently pulled open the pants.“Wow!” he gasped, “Perfection!”With a sinking feeling Batgirl suddenly recalled.