Yes

Kara arrives in the watch tower softly after leaving her new master. Her pussy was wet thinking about what she was about to do to her friend and mentor. Kara’s body ached with need for a **** that did not really exist. Soon, she found her target Diana was in the training room. With only other person on the tower was the Martian Manhunter John Jones.

Most people would see this as their plan is fucked since he is a mind reader. However, Kara knew John respected others and did not go around reading minds for fun. The rest of the league was in space on assignment. On a planet to hot for the Martian and one Diana was not allowed back to after a incident their a few years ago (don’t ask you don’t want to know). Kara learned this all from John upon arrive and asking where everyone is since it was bear empty.

This was so perfect the thought of being alone with Diana nearly made the new Kara cum. Walking into the work out room she tried to act normal. This incident will be the perfect excuse to get her into fake therapy.

“Hey Diana heard about the mission want to talk about it”? Kara asked faking concern and noting Diana tense as it was brought up. “No offense Kara but it’s not something I need help with I am proud princess of fine warrior women. What should I care if a race of misogynistic men feel I’m too manly for them? I’m a woman!” Diana stated in frustration.

“This is too good she’s setting herself up perfect” thought Kara. “Sounds like it’s bothering you more then you want to admit. It’s fine if you don’t want to talk to me but you should talk someone. The way your handling it is not healthy. Here take this it’s for a therapist I just started seeing. He’s really good and plus he will protect your secret identity just think about it.”

With that Kara gave Diana the card leaving the room before the Busty warrior could respond. Diana turned the card over considering her friends words. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt to talk to someone..........