Back at the Lair...

Harley looked at the young man resting on the cot that was in the room of the abandoned building. She had stripped him to his underwear, so she was getting a good look at his muscluar body. 'Kid's got a good bod!' Harley thought, before turning to the business at hand.

She had preapred for this by getting a little help from her best friend, Poison Ivy. She had a labratory's worth of chemicals that were brewed for her. There were the common Ivy chemicals of Love potions and pheromones. Sensation enhancers and other sexual potions.

There were also a true potion, that would make him drowsy, yet he would answer any question truthfully to his ability.

There were also a special hypnotic **** that would place the victum in a trance, willing to do anything they were told. Even if it went against their morals.

'Now, what to use?' She thought.