I went to see my fiancee today. Well she's not really my fiancee but I know I'm going to marry her someday. She's more like a serious girlfriend, except we're not REALLY dating. We see eachother once in awhile and it's usually pretty nice, even gets a little steamy now and then...Okay! Okay! Fine; I just go grocery shopping and hit on the bag girl while i ogle her breasts. Sure she's not the sharpest whip in the schoolmaster's closet but she really GETS me. Well at least she doesn't act like I'm some weirdo, she even calls me "Mr. Weast" How polite!
I shouldn't get like that though. Children look up to me, especially as Batman. I wouldn't want a youngster to think of Batman daydreaming about caressing those soft, creamy, supple, possibly of-age, teen breasts...
My God! I must go take a cold Bat-Shower.
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