Chapter 14 by Zeebop

Who Has Lois Hired?

Barbara Gordon

Lois Lane controlled her shock when a familiar redhead appeared to the madam's discreet buzzer call. Clad in a dark see-through robe that accentuated rather than concealed her flaring hips and slim, well-toned body, the reporter experienced a wave of deja vu—she had seen this woman before, somewhere.

"Gwen will take care of you," the madam said, as she handed the card back to Lois. "Drinks, lube, anything you may need is in her room. Enjoy!"

Playing the eager customer, Lois smiled and followed "Gwen" through the beaded curtain, into a carpeted hallway that reminded her of a hotel. The redhead led her to the farthest door on the left. The reporter couldn't help but stare at that pert ass, hips rolling.

Where have I seen that before? Lois asked herself—and then remembered, and blushed.

She waited until "Gwen" had closed the door, and locked it.

"Batgirl," Lois asked. "What are you doing here?"

If the caped crusader showed any surprise at having been discovered, her wide green eyes didn't show it.

"I could ask you the same thing, Miss Lane."

Lois sat down on the bed and unloaded a carefully edited version of the night's events, including the four missing women. Barbara Gordon stood and listened intently. The reporter couldn't figure out where to direct her gaze...staring at Batgirl in that robe, her eyes kept getting drawn to those small, perfectly-formed breasts. They looked even more delicate than Lois Lane's own, small conical mounts tipped with puffy pink nipples.

"I think we're on the same case," Barbara said. "Although we arrived here from different angles. However...it would be very suspicious if you were to leave here...unsatisfied."

The reporter looked up at the young woman, her mouth open to ask what she meant...when Batgirl led her robe slide to the floor.

"Come on, Lois," Barbara Gordon told her. "You didn't come here just to talk."