She's the Driver

The Ikiryō in Harley's body took a lot of time getting used to his new body. As soon as he was released from his bondage on the chair he instantly started to groping his new chest like an animal with a new toy. Sionis had his men keep her from going to the bathroom after the Ikiryō took an hour to check himself out in the women's bathroom. Harley's body was dragged out, zipper undone on her shorts, by two of Sionis's henchman. Apparently he was getting really frisky with his new form.

"Jesus Christ. Can't you just do your job already," One of the henchman says throwing Harley out into the back alley. "Can't even contain himself from violating the poor girl for five seconds."

"Oh, you be trying to get in this chicks pants too, cocksuckers!" Harley screams at them.

They walk back inside Sionis's club and shut the door behind them, leaving Harley all alone. Except for the woman sitting in the gold convertible further near the mouth of the alley. She's whistling to herself with her feet up on the dash. Harley picks herself up, zips her zipper up, and makes her way to the woman in the car.

"Are you my ride?" Harley asks the woman.

The woman stops whistling and moves her feet off the dash board. She turns to Harley and upon seeing the woman, Harley's heart skips a beat.

"She's gorgeous," Harley thinks to herself.

"Yeah I'm you're ride," She answers. "Now quit gawking and get in, I've been waiting for almost an hour."

Harley walks around the back of the convertible and opens the door to the passenger seat. Harley then hops into the seat and sets her own feet onto the dashboard mimicking her driver.

"Get your feet down!" She yells swatting Harley's feet down. The driver then turns the ignition and adjusts the rearview mirror. She hits the gas and they slowly roll down the alley into the street. "I don't have all day. I have set later tonight."

I turn to my driver and take in her beauty. "Or you can have me tonight."

The driver turns to give me a look and then sets her sights back on the road. "There's no way in hell that's gonna happen. I'm also not some low level thug in Roman's world that I don't what you really are. That you're not actually Harley Quinn in there."

"Uh, ya got me. Just some sick perv taking a ride in a fantasy body all around town." Harley's body responds. "But you can't blame me trying when there's a pretty girl driving."

"Oh boy. I can most definitely blame you. Now shut up unless you have something about that diamond," The driver snaps back.

Harley turns away and holds herself in a moping position. "Yes ma'am."