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"Go! Go! Go! Go! GOOO!!" cheered (T) Vixen pounding the table as she sat on the Superbabes couch with Silver Banshee, White Rabbit, and Harley Quinn. "Yeah!" she jumped and jiggled as the English team scored a goal on Spain. Soccer, football, whatever, it was a big game today and the current collection of Superbabes was on break, Vixen just wanted to watch.
The big-screen TV they were currently watching it on was mounted on the pool table as White Rabbit happily cheered, she enjoyed soccer. Banshee liked football, but since Ireland wasn't playing she didn't really care about this game. Harley was just on a break.
Orders walked in it was earlier than usual but just before 'delivery' time. And she paused, staring at the TV in confusion. "…How long has that been there?" she asked, as Vixen grinned, sitting her big butt back down as Giganta exited the locker rooms, ducking her head from hitting the doorway and pulling on her uniform with a snap of the strap.
"About ten to fifteen minutes." She replied.
"Where did you girls get it?" scowled Orders, absently glancing at the soccer players on screen.
"It's mine. I brought it so we could watch the game." Giganta replied leaning on the counter in her usual position to view the floor AND the TV.
"And you just thought I'd go with this?" Orders asked, even though she didn't really care… if they wanted to watch a game on a bigger TV than offered in the lounge then it was fine.
"We figured you'd tell us no in advance if you weren't…" Snarked Banshee with a skull-faced grin.
…Orders conceded the point. Her powers were weird sometimes. "Fine. Just don't leave it there."
"Oh don't worry I'm taking it home when I'm done… I will have to borrow the party van though. I'm not allowed to carry heavy things on my bike anymore…" Giganta added with a smile, before slamming her hand excitedly on the counter… making it shake and cheering with Vixen, White Rabbit, and Harley Quinn as England got the ball and charged it down the field.
"GO! GO!!!" they roared happily as Orders sighed. It was going to be a long- flickering eyes- three hours.
Later
"Oh come on Orders at least let me wait for halftime!" Vixen pouted as Orders sighed.
"…I'm not paying you to sit on your butt and watch soccer." She replied calmly. Vixen however pouted again.
"No. But you ARE making me cover for Sierra so she can enjoy her date night with Tom. It's not my fault Batgirl might get lost walking home!"
"…Halftime, then work the floor." Vixen smiled, "But someone has to cover you."
"I got her…" Silver Banshee mumbled, getting to her feet. "I'm bored with this game anyway… Ireland would've started a brawl by now." She added heading to the floor.
"…I can't tell if she's being serious or just stereotyping…" Giganta added watching the game as Orders shrugged unsurely herself. Green Lantern I and Batgirl coming into the lounge for their break as Orders eyed White Rabbit and Harley Quinn.
"One more needs to cover…" Harley smiled and got to her feet, stretching her lithe black and red costumed body.
"I guess I can do it. I need to stretch my legs anyway."
"Thanks Harley." Replied Rabbit… however… Orders reached for the phone.
Time: 8:10 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Ring-Click.
"Hello, Superbabes. We Deliver."
"Alright… Uh… I want a Harley Quinn Meal for delivery yeah? Uh. Please."
"…A hot dog with everything on it, a side of fries, pudding pack, and a soft drink."
"Yeah, that. cheers…"
"Anything else?"
"Oh yeah! Hee-hee. Delivered by that pretty bird Harley Quinn if you don't mind."
"…We expect her back in 60 minutes or less or the police will be informed, you will be charged upon the completion of your delivery. Name, address, and your choice of soft drink please.
Meanwhile
"Harley. You got one…" Orders noted as Harley Quinn glanced at White Rabbit and shrugged apologetically. White Rabbit sighed and got to her feet, with a pleasant jiggle of her big breasts as Giganta waved her down.
"I got you suger, you enjoy…" she said as she walked onto the floor and White Rabbit jiggled back onto the couch to watch. Harley approached Orders' counter as the food soon slid out.
Orders handed her the receipt as she smiled, gripping it but Orders didn't let go. "Charge them." She said simply, Harley took the receipt, somewhat confused… but she imagined she'd figure it out when Orders waved her along… she strutted to her car, checked the receipt again, and drove off to Upper-west Gotham…
She pulled up to one of the many bars that Upper-West Gotham called home, she parked upfront and checked the receipt… this was the place. Bailey's. It looked like an old Irish pub… but she got out of the car and carried the food inside.
"YEAH!!" roared the pack of hooligan's watching the game on TV, literally every TV in the pub and there were many, were tuned into the game.
"Ello Poppet." Grinned one suddenly approaching her, he was a big bald guy.
She smiled prettily at him. "Did you order me puddin?" she asked as he grinned nodding.
"Yeah. I did…" he took his pint from the table, took a swig, and gestured her on. "Come 'ere pretty bird." He said, and he led her towards the back. Oddly enough nobody paid her much attention, too focused on the game. However, one other guy, a scrawny dark skinned man wearing England team colors followed her.
"Ah…" she hesitated just outside the men's room. Smile, and knocked. "Superbabes."
Time: 8:29 PM. Place. Upper-West Gotham (Bailey's Pub)
"Special Delivery Service." She noted in her perfect Harley Voice before pushing right in.
Of course, this was a pub's men's bathroom, so the stench of piss was stagnant but there was also the scent of bleach or some cleaning agent fresh. So, it wasn't horrible.
"Sure you want to eat this here puddin?" she asked with a pretty smile as she dangled the food in her hand at him.
"I'll make do love." He grinned in his British accent before handing the food off to the dark-skinned man who sniffed, it and shrugged, he was clearly surprised that it actually smelled good. "Wotch this mate." He said, smacking a hand on her black and red year as she yelped, giggling as he squeezed. "You can find the best slags in Gotham I tell ya…" he turned her around and marched her into the middle of three stalls, the smell of bleach was stronger inside. It must have been recently disinfected…
"Oh! Puddin!" she purred, her tits pressed against the wall, she grinned over her shoulder as she put her hands on the backwater tank. Bent over she stuck out her ass to him as she wiggled her rear enticingly from side to side. "Getting right to it huh? Oooh!" she moaned as his firm calloused hand clapped onto her ass cheeks, gripping the lower half of her tight suit, and pulling it down.
"Oooh YEAh… look at that…" he grinned, "Worth every penny…" he praised, she wiggled her exposed cheeks, her red thong riding up between her plump rump as she straightened her legs and he took off her pants. He tossed them to hang over the top of the stall as she positioned herself again. Spreading her legs over the toilet as she wiggled it again.
SMACK-SMACK.
His hands landed and molded her ass again as she giggled, grinning like the Harley should as he squeezed her cheeks, then pulled down her thong just enough to expose her pussy, the cloth stretched on her legs as he pulled down his own pants, just enough to get his uncircumcised cock out. He was still mostly dressed…
"Ready to play puddin!" she encouraged, as she felt his tip against her, "Haa-AHH!" she moaned as he held her swaying hips in place and shoved his cock right in.
"Ahh… YEAH!" he growled and wasted no time slapping his hips wildly against her ass.
"Ah! Ugh! Ooh! PUDDIN! Pump me from behind!" she encouraged, panting and moaning as he began to push her more and more towards the wall with his thrust. "Haa-AHH!! Yeah!!" he rested a hand on her head, between the jester tails as he pulled it back, "Ahhg!" she gazed at the ceiling as she was pushed towards the wall. Standing almost flat to it, her right leg resting on the lid of the toilet as his hips smacked loudly against her ass.
"HA YEAH!" he grunted, hitting her ass cheeks with hips, harder and harder, groaning loudly as his cock pulsated deep in her tight pussy. "AH…Always…wanted to fill this clown slag with my spunk!! Ugh! UUGH!!"
"Oooh! Puddin!" she cooed, looking over her shoulder at him as she licked her lips, his load rushing out quickly into her pussy as he held her against his hips. "Haa… ooh…" she wiggled her ass on him. "MMMn… I liked that hard FUCK puddin…" he purred as he caught his breath, his cock balls deep inside her and rapidly softening as he drained himself in her. "MMmn… want some-what are you doing?" she asked as he promptly pulled out. And smacked her on the ass cheek… pulling his pants up.
"Sorry love. Got to go. Games on." He replied as he punched the dark-skinned man, "Got this Barney?"
"Yeah, I got this." He said irately, leaving her bare assed in the stall and frozen stiff as the other guy promptly, ducked right out. "…So how much do I owe you?" he mumbled in annoyance, pulling out his wallet.
"…Hold the fuck on." She grumbled, standing up, hands on her hips and stripping out of her thong to have it join the rest of her lower half on the stall, glaring at him. "That's it? That was barely ten minutes!" she declared rather indignantly. "…Guys don't want to wham-bam me for ten minutes when they have me for an hour!" she declared confidently and in her regular accent… which he noticed was gone.
"Hey, where did-"
"I don't keep up the act if he's not going to fuck me!" she said, pouting in irritation as she glared at Barney. "What the fuck?"
"…That's… pretty much it. He wanted to fuck…" he shrugged, very confused. "…We made a bet on the game and he won, so I have to… pay you." He said.
"Yeah. For an hour that was, again, barely ten minutes. What am I supposed to do for the other fifty?"
"…Go back?" he replied as she gripped his shirt and pulled him forward, and he stared into her pretty blue eyes as she smirked seductively.
"…That's not how this works." She said, "…I get paid to fuck for the hour… I'm GOING to fuck for the hour… puddin…" she declared sensually, taking his wallet, her payment, before turning around and heading back into the stall. She slapped the money down on the tank, putting her hand on it as she braced herself, and wiggled her ass for him as he stared. She lifted the toilet lid and seat, standing over it as she fingered herself, arousal and cum dripping out between her churning fingers as she moaned.
"I'm all warmed up, it's time to ride this Harley!" she declared as she curled a finger at him from between her legs.
He hesitated, staring at her swaying ass as she fingered herself… well… if nobody ELSE was going to… he absently reached for his belt and undid it, opening his pants as she pushed her ass out towards him with a Harley accented, "Yeah, puddin… MMMN!" she felt his raging erection between her ass cheeks before he sighed, shaking excitedly.
"It's been so long…" he hissed before slipping right into her pussy.
"Oooh! Puddin… ride me hard…" she purred again, licking her dark lips as she gazed enticingly over her shoulder at him. Hands bracing herself on the water tank of the toilet as she was fucked against the wall again. "Haa! Ahh! Ahh yeah! MMMngh!!"
"Haah! Uuugh!!"
"Like that puddin?" she panted as he thrust deep inside of her, seemingly marking every second with a grunt, "Like that tight wet pussy?" she cooed, "Oooh…"
"Ooh God…" he grunted, burying his shivering cock inside her, then rapidly banging away, barely pulling out of her before jackhammering inside her over and over.
"Haa-Ahh-Ahh ah yeah! Puddin!!" she cooed, shaking in pleasure as her ass rippled rapidly from the jackhammering.
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"Haaaaa-aahh!!" her head wobbled back and forth as she stared up at the ceiling, moaning erotically as he wrapped his arms around her waist, barely pumping now, more like vibrating inside her as he moved at seemingly lightning speed.
"Haaa-AAAHHHH YES! I'm cumming!!" he declared as she cooed.
"Ooh! Puddin! Fill the whore!" she purred in her Harley voice. "Oooh Hooo!!" she moaned, as he groaned. Holding his hips firmly to her as his cum rushed into her body. "Haaa…"
"Hoooo… is this a private party?" came a new voice as she blinked lazily over her shoulder, Barney jumping in surprised. "…Or is anyone invited?"
A thin dapper-looking man, with a thin mustache, leaned against the open stall as, many more men entered the bathroom, and stared, some with more than eager looks on their faces, some chuckling lecherously.
Harley blinked at them all as Barney removed his spent cock from her pussy, it oozed cum into the toilet as he quickly pulled his pants on… Charge them… Orders voice seemed to echo in her slight orgasming head. She smiled prettily at them all as Barney back away, she waved her ass hello to them like a bitch in heat. Before raising her hand, the one holding Barney's money, and waved it like a fan in front of her face.
"Pay to play boys… I got 40 minutes or so to burn." She purred, swaying her ass side to side as she put the money back down and giving out a cheery, Harley voiced, "Who's next?" she smiled at them.
The dapper man approached her as he pushed barney out of the stall. "How much for you beautiful?" he asked, smacking her ass fondly and squeezing.
"How much you got?" she grinned back.
"Ten?"
"Ten!?" she put her foot on her stomach and PUSHED him out of the stall as the rest of the viewing audience laughed, even him. "Get that cheap ass out of here! Does THIS!?" she smacked her ass cheek hard and loud with her other hand, it jiggled tantalizingly "Look like TEN bucks worth of ass?! Be serious boys!" she grinned playfully
A bulky bald man wearing English team colors pushed his way through quickly, emptying everything in his wallet. "I got thirty bucks, it's all I got." He said she snatched the bills from his fingers, and added it to her growing pile on the water tank.
"And I got a tight pussy, time to play puddin!" she purred eagerly as his cock was out and inside of her, "Oooh!! Oh! OH!!!" she grunted as he quickly got into the rhythm, "Haa-Ahh!!" her ass wobbled as his hips smacked away at her, cock plunging in and out of her tight wet pussy as she oozed arousal into the toilet. "Haa-AHH! You just! Let it! Out! When you! NNGh! Need to! Puddin!!!" she cooed, shaking in pleasure as he pressed her to the wall, her pussy clenching. "I got a… LOT of takers! And not a lot of time!! AHH! AHHH!!!" she grunted between breaths.
One hand on the back of her head and an arm wrapped under her waist he pushed harder, deeper, faster, and louder. "Haa-AAGH YEAH!!!" he buried his cock into her pussy as the crowd cheered.
"Oooh-OOOOh!!" she shuddered, shaking in pleasure as he pulled out of her sighing contentedly as her pussy oozed his cum… he walked out and, cock still dangling, walked to a urinal and began to take a piss as she took a breath, smiled dazedly, then wiggled her ass. "Who's next?" she asked cheerily.
The first man 'learning his lesson' entered again, but instead of ten he held out a crisp fifty, "Say 'ah'." He said as she opened her mouth.
"Ahh…" he put the dollar bill between her lips as she clenched her teeth around it. "Nnngh…MMN!!!" she moaned, pressing her lips around it as his cock slipped right in. His hands sunk into her ass cheeks as he rapidly bucked his hips against her. "NNgh! MMN!! NNGh!!" she pulled the money from her mouth as her head wobbled back and forth, letting her cries of pleasure out more vocally, "Haa! AHHH Yes!!" her hand quickly slapped down over the stack of bills, "NNhg! NNGHAAA-AH!!!"
The man was mostly silent, only her sounds of pleasure and his hips smacking on her ass filled the stall, apart from the cheers of encouragement and requests to 'hurry the fuck up'. He buried his throbbing cock into her body as she moaned, before smacking a hand on her right cheek.
"Haa!"
"Used to taking a lot of punters are you?" he breathed with a mocking grin as she shuddered.
"Yes…" she cooed erotically, SMACK. "Haa!"
"Louder." he ordered, smacking her right ass cheek again.
"Yes! I take a lot of dicks!" shaking in pleasure as he rapidly smacked his hips against her, thrusting in and out as she squealed, "Haa! Ahh! AHhhgh!!" she gasped, shaking in pleasure as he buried himself into her and released. Filling her insides with an extra thick load as he smacked her left ass cheek, "MMN!!"
"You should be the house slag…" he declared with a grin, sighing as he extracted himself, spurting a dollop into the toilet before getting out of the stall.
She took a breath, smiled broadly and shimmied her hips left and right in her erotically enticing dance, her pussy oozing arousal and cum down her inner thighs as she purred out again. "Who's next?"
A fat round stomach man shoved his way through, "A hundred bucks for that tight little arse!" he declared as the men whistled, she smiled as she wiggled her ass again, then made it bounce, her cheeks clapping together as she wagged it quickly.
"You want my tight little asshole?" she cooed sweetly as he approached, already getting his stumpy cock out of his shorts as he spread her ass cheeks, she bent lower, feeling his tip against her back door as she bit her bottom lip in preparation.
"I want to bugger you good." He declared as he handed her the hundred before promptly piercing into her ass as she slapped it down with the rest of the money.
"MMNGH-FUCK!" she roared as he rammed quickly away at her ass, "Haaa-AHH mmNGh! Ooh that's a big DICK in my ass puddin!" she moaned as he stretched her with his short but stumpy girth, "MMNg! MMMNG!!!"
"This tight little arse!" he hissed, slapping away at her ass as she moaned, pushing back against him as he slammed into her body, "Come on. Give it to me…"
"Pound my ass pudding! MMMNgh!!" she moaned, shaking her rear as he grabbed her waist, holding her firmly as he thrust away. "NNgh-NNh!! MMNGH!! Ahh-AHH! AHHH!!"
He grabbed her head, pulling it back as she squealed at his anal pumping, smacking his hips rapidly against her, worming his body as she trembled, and clenched around him.
"I'm going to nut slag! Beg for my spunk up your arse! Beg!"
"Cum in my ass!" she yelped quickly, "Please cum in my ass! AAAGH!! YES! Puddin!!" she panted loudly, tongue extended as she climaxed, blue eyes rolling in her head as he tugged it back.
"Uggh… uuugh…" he let her head got as her forehead bopped against wall, her body still shaking as he slipped out of her ass with a squelch, her asshole winking as it tried to close around the gooey trail of cum dripping down her crack to drip into the toilet.
"Me! Next!"
"Dibs!"
"Oi! Feck off I was here first!"
Her body did a bit of an… erotic 'dance' as it struggled to stay standing, swaying and wobbling as she seemed to 'twerk' determined not to fall down as she trembled back into position, and raised a finger for silence…
"Alright, puddins'…" she purred softly, weakly, "My time's almost up… I got enough fucking left in me to let one of you have some fun…" she cooed, her holes quivering as her body spasmed erotically in pleasure, her make-up running down her sweaty face. "…Maybe two if you want to share…" she added with a sensual purr but that idea was oddly met with disagreement… apparently they all wanted to go one at a time… fine. Sloppy seconds not really as important as 'quality time' apparently.
Her holes oozed more cum into the odd 'witches brew' forming in the toilet. Mixed cum and arousal as she wiggled her hips slowly, her feet slipping slightly as she continued to dance. "So… whoever's got the most money to burn… he gets to be the last one."
There was an argument, and some calling out bullshit… however.
"300 dosh says those are my holes, right?" A big, fit man with a military crew cut raised a trio of hundreds in his hand over the crowd as she smiled, licking her smeared lips.
"Anyone other takers?" the crowd was angrily silent. "Once." She swayed her ass left, "Twice" she swayed that ass right. "Sold!" she bounced it up and down like a banging gavel. "Come get it puddin!" The disappointed crowd greatly diminished, although there were a few pervs to watch the show as many used the bathroom and left back into the bar to watch the game.
Her final partner for the night loosened his pants, his BIG white dick jumping free as her eyes widened. A 'Raven approved' cock… luckily, she was already lubed up. "Shit." She breathed in her regular voice as he grabbed her hips with a firm hand and rammed his cock up her quickly trembling pussy. "FUCK!!" he pulled out and rammed abruptly back inside her, giving her no room to breathe. "ME!!" she gasped, shaking as she was lifted up, straightening her body as she was pressed against the wall. Her hands clawed on the water tank, squeezing the claimed money in her hand as his hips pounded against her.
The water tank wobbled and jiggled as her hips bounced against it with is deep thrusts. "Ha-HA-Ha-Ha!" she gasped, shaking as he grunted primally into her shoulder, squeezing her tightly as his cock throbbed and bulged inside her, stretching her good as her pussy oozed cum and arousal, dripping into the toilet below her. "Gah! AHhg! Aah-mmgngh!!?" she moaned, shuddering in pleasure as he kept fucking her, covering her mouth as she orgasmed, and he growled.
"DId you like that, you painted up tart?" he groaned as she trembled around his cock, shaking in pleasure as the orgasm rumbled through her, "You'd let every punter here fuck you if you could huh?"
"MMMng-hhhmmn!!" she moaned encouragingly, her legs spasming beautifully behind her. "MMGh! MMNGH!!" she grunted as he pulled out and returned quickly, deep and hard as the water tank wobbled under her banging hips.
"Don't. You. Worry…" he grunted, thrusting his hips for emphasis as she groaned, "I got enough spunk in my bollocks for all of them!" he slammed into her as she squealed into his hand, pulled against his sturdy body as he pumped up into her, her feet leaving the floor with each thrust as her pussy tightened rapidly.
"MMgnh! MMNGHHG!!!" she came, hard, shaking as her legs kicked up to the wall and tried to push away only for him to hold her stead like a pillar and continue pumping up into her pussy until her legs went slack and dropped…
"Haa-HAaa! GUUURAAAGH!!!" he pushed his cock deep, she felt it bulge inside her stretching out her insides before relaxing.
"MMMGH-mmmn…" she felt a warmth inside her as his load burst out… she leaked into the toilet as he pumped his hips. "Mmmn....mmn?" he still stayed balls deep inside her, dropping her slowly to the floor as she leaned on the water tank for balance, and… "MMMGNh!? Mmther-ukker!!" she screamed into his hand as she felt a VERY warm feeling rush into her and suddenly the pitter-patter of water beneath her became obvious.
"Oooh gross!" groaned some in the crowd, or variations of it as the final few began walking away as her last punter finished… by taking a leak. He laughed derisively and just finished.
"Haa…" he sighed, still inside her as she yanked his hand away from her mouth and smacked his hard arms.
"Oh fuck you!" she hissed angrily, "Asshole!" not even bothering with the Harley voice as he pulled out and a gross concoction came with him. She threw the toilet set down and immediately sat on it reversed, squeezing the money in her hand on the tank as she sighed… just trying to let nature do its work now.
"Nice rut love." He said dismissively.
"FUCK YOU, you had to go and fucking ruin a good FUCK didn't you?!" she flipped him off as he returned it in 'deuce' form before zipping up and walking out.
"Hey, you're the toilet slag, I was just using it!"
Harley grunted angrily as she tried to empty herself, using this time to count the money she earned… SIGNIFICANTLY more than just the straight-up delivery… but she was feeling particularly dirty, and it took a great deal of effort to make a Superbabe delivery girl feel 'dirty'.
"…Fucker didn't even ask." She added angrily, "…Jokes on him. Ban list asshole…" she laughed to herself, shuddering as she... did some 'business'. Give her SOME privacy.
"Um…" came a familiar voice as she glanced over her shoulder, Barney was still there. "…Are you alright?"
"…Yeah, I'm fine puddin." She replied casually, "Just another day dealing with assholes…" she said as hers… uh… leaked.
"Can I get you anything?"
"A shower or a towel?" she asked, knowing one was less likely than the other. "Cleaning with TP will take forever…"
"I can get you a towel." He replied as he walked out and she sat, sighing softly. It took her 10 minutes to clean herself up and get her clothes back on, simply because Barney took his time but she didn't blame him. "You know that guy?" she asked, and he clearly knew who she was talking about.
"Uh. He's a regular, Harlen?" he replied thoughtfully, "Yeah. Harlen. Why?"
"You don't have to worry about it…" she said, taking the dirty towel with her. "Order again." she added smiling as she strutted out of the stall.
"Where are you taking that?" he asked as she walked out of the bathroom.
It wasn't hard to find 'Harlen' sitting at the bar as she walked sexily through it, many of the guys giving her cheers and whistles of approval for the 'show' she winked or blew kisses with her messy face as Harlen grinned smugly at her as she closed in. "Hey there cun-" she wrapped the dirty, piss and semen coved towel with a surprisingly expert flick of the wrist, it wrapped conveniently around his face before she threw her fist forward and SLAMMING it right on his nose, he fell to the floor with a 'FUCK!' as blood from said nose stained the towel. She dismissively grabbed the stool he was sitting on and smashed it across his back as he groaned.
She smiled at the stunned crowd as she took Harlen's beer, finished it off as she stared at the screen before roaring proudly. "Go England!" as they claimed the ball on the TV screens. The rest of the bar, no longer stunned, cheered with her as she cemented her 'security' with them. Harlen, if he tried, was going to have trouble getting revenge. She spat on the towel still on his face before promptly strutting out, "By puddins!" she purred in her Harley voice as they laughed and whistled "He'll cover the damages." she added at Harlen and her pretty, and frankly sore behind walked out of the bar.
Time: 9:59 PM. Place: Gotham (Superbabes)
Britney whistled sharply as half the Superbabes staffed watched the rest of the game. Many of them cheering as Orders sighed, watching them in irritation. "Who's working the floor?" she noted as they waved her down.
"Almost done boss!" Joy said excitedly as Mel walked into the lounge and sighed, approaching Orders with the money and putting it on the table.
"I need a bath." She replied already strutting into the lockers as Orders sorted her massive cut, making sure she got a little extra.
"Alright. Take a break when you're done." She added as Mel waved thankfully out the doorway. Superbabes erupted in cheers as the girls hooted and hollered at England's victory, jiggling and wiggling happily as Orders sighed again. "Are you done now?"
"Yeah… I suppose so." Britney replied as Orders sniffed.
"Good. Floor. NOW." She said, "All of you. Ronnie-Bell, get that TV back into the van, I want it gone.
"All of us?" replied Joy surprised, usually Orders lets a few take a break in between.
"All of you. Go." She said as the girls petered out onto the floor. A few minutes later a clean Mel walked out, wearing a clean set of Harley Quinn clothes, drying her short blonde hair with a clean towel. "You… take a break." She said pointing to the couches as Ronnie-Bell easily hauled out the TV.
"Thanks boss." Mel replied dropping onto the couch with a relaxing sigh. "…Oh and-"
"Harlen, banned list…" Orders noted tapping her forehead, "Already know. Nice punch by the way… the towel was a nice touch."
Mel smiled sweetly, "Ah… thanks puddin." She replied jokingly in her perfect Harley voice, "You're so sweet."
"…10 minutes then floor." Orders noted sternly.
"Would it help if I said sorry?" she replied with an apologetic smile.
"…20 minutes." Orders replied.
"I'll take it." Mel cooed, stretching out as on the couch as with a slight twitch of her lips Orders went back to work.
End