Walk in the front door

"I get that this is important for you, but I really really don't care about this at all," you sigh as you admire Batgirl's breasts.

Batgirl's eyebrows furrow. "You're the one who got me into this mess, so I would appreciate you helping me get out of it!" she angrily whispers at you.

You roll your eyes. "Alright fine, here's what we'll do," you say, calming her down. "You'll walk up to the front door and knock. Run a distraction while I sneak in and look for it."

"And how am I supposed to distract him?" she asks, her angered eyes turning into baffled ones. "He's going to be terrified when he sees me, and then we'd be no better than if we just broke in."

You don't even bother to think about it and say, "Just do whatever he tells you. Let him do what he wants and I'll find your costume."

Batgirl agrees with your plan and walks straight up to the front door. You follow close behind, keeping a close eye on her behind. She reaches the door and knocks three times. For a moment, nothing happens. Batgirl turns to you as if to ask 'What now?' A light turns on behind the door as it slowly opens. On the other side is the security guard, Charles.

Before a word can be spoken you capture his attention and say, "You can't see me. You have forgotten I am here. The only person you will pay attention to is Batgirl." He shakes his head slightly and as he turns to Batgirl his eyes widen with fright. He stumbles backwards unable to find words through the fear. Batgirl quickly steps inside, her hands up in a calming fashion.

"Calm down," she says softly. "I'm not here to hurt you." His trembling lessens as her words reach him.

"You- You're not? But- But I-" he starts, but Batgirl places a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"I think we got off on the wrong foot," she says with a smile on her face. Closing the door behind her she extends her hand, cheerfully re-introduces herself, "Hi. I'm Batgirl. It's nice to meet you."

He reaches out timidly and grasps her hand, before slowly shaking it up and down. "Charles," he says slowly, still cautious of her intentions.

Batgirl giggles at his handshake. "Come on, this is an important moment, you gotta put a little work into a handshake like this!" She laughs, putting a little more vigor into their hands. The old man's eyes are immediately drawn to her jiggling breasts. You can see the gears turning in his head as he looks back up at Batgirl.

"H- Hey... So- Earlier, you let me take na- pictures of you. Do you think I- I could..." he trails off, clearly too frightened to push his luck.

"Think you could what? I can't let you do anything if I don't know what it is?" Batgirl says, not dropping her cheerful demeanor.

Charles gulps and tries to muster up his courage, trying to look past his fear for that spark of bravery within him. "Can- Can I touch- touch them?" he finally spits out. Batgirl smiles at him and nods. The old man nervously reaches his hand up, slowly approaching his prized orbs. Finally he makes contact, and begins to gently rub her breast. Batgirl gives him no reaction aside from her ongoing smile. Seeing no stop sign as a green light, Charles grabs her other breast and fondles the two of them more firmly, even pulling back to tweak her nipples. He looks up at her face and still sees no different reaction.

Testing the waters he asks, "Can I have a kiss?" Batgirl, smile still firmly planted on her face, leans in and gives him a small peck on the lips. The old man shakes his head, "More." He slides his hands down to her hips as she lowers her face again. Their lips meet and he pulls her in tight, her tough, lithe body up against his soft, flabby one. He invades her mouth with his tongue and she kisses him back, albeit with considerably less intensity. His hands reach around back and squeeze her ass cheeks, his fingers pressing into her firm flesh. After a few minutes he pulls back, a trail of saliva linking their mouths. His eyes, fogged over with lust, look down at his next prize, her glorious vagina.

He drops to his knees and begins taking in her scent, gently caressing her lower lips. Batgirl, taking an opportunity when he can't see her face, shoots you a look that says 'Stop wasting time!' Oh right, you're supposed to be doing something in here, not just watching Batgirl get fondled.