Ms Virtue Super Heroine Girls' Night by Cat Wilder

 
    Super Heroine Girl's Night
     
                The city's most beloved super heroine streaked through the night sky, snaking between the towering office buildings.  She was looking for someone.  Actually, two someones.  One of them was the escaped criminal Doctor Death.  The other was Mikey the Mouse.  Finally, at the edge of the city's downtown-hugging red light district, she spotted Mikey standing half in and half out of the night shadows.  He, of course, stood next to an alley, because Mikey always thought of his escape route first.
                Ms Virtue came to a clattering high-heeled landing on the sidewalk.  Mikey turned and raced into the alley.  She took off after him.  Running in five inch stiletto thigh boots was nothing for the super-powered costumed vigilante.  What little light there was in the alley seemed to make her pure white costume glow.  Like Ms Virtue herself, her costume was iconic: white bustier with a golden "MV" design and white short-shorts, matched with white thigh boots with a gold strip up the front.  Her accessories were gold tiara, gold and silver wrist-to-elbow bracers, and the all important, golden power belt that gave her super powers.  With her long golden hair and supermodel beauty, she was the epitome of the Good and Virtuous super heroine.
                "Gotcha!" she said, grabbing the back of his shirt.
                "You got nothing on me, Ms Virtue!  I'm innocent," Mikey the Mouse said.
                It was all part of the game, in case someone unseen was watching and listening.  She pushed him up against the wall, towering over the little man.  Mikey was slight of build, but with a pear shape.  Really, he kind of looked like a real mouse.  Big nose, weak chin, beady eyes, small stature.
                Ms Virtue pressed in close.  She was not overly tall as a woman, but he was so small that his face was at chest level to her.  With a fierce face, she tensed and pressed closer as if to intimidate, which put his face barely an inch from her well-displayed bosom.  Mikey was not above a quick motorboat, either.  He'd done it before.  She never understood men's desire to do naughty things to her body, since she was known for her virtue and chastity.  But they just couldn't seem to keep their hands off her. 
                "Where were you at midnight on the seventh?" she demanded.  Then she pushed her face in close to his, and whispered, "Do you know where Doctor Death is right now?"
                "I was in bed asleep," he said loudly.  Then he whispered, "I just heard he was over at Babydolls making it rain hundred dollar bills."
                "Were you alone?  Can anyone confirm you were in bed?" she said.  Then, more quietly, "I'll deposit the money in your account."
                "Maybe, but she's married and I wouldn't want to blow her in," he said, and leered up at Ms Virtue.  "Since she did me so well when she blew me."
                Mikey's hands came up quickly, going straight for her boobs.  Men were constantly trying to get their hands on her.  And not just the bad guys, either.  The mayor, for one, was someone she didn't allow to get too close.  So Ms Virtue used her Power to surge straight back and avoid his attempt at feeling her up.
                "Better luck next time, pig," she sneered.
                "No, I'm a mouse.  Mikey the Mouse," he said, leering at her deep cleavage.  "Knew I should've gone for it and motorboated your sweet tits."
                Ms Virtue rolled her baby blues, shaking her head woefully.  "Men!"
                A second later, she was a hundred feet straight up, veering off towards Babydolls Gentlemen's Club on the other side of downtown.  It was a "high class" strip club.  Or so they claimed.  Lots of businessmen liked to eat lunch there, oddly enough.  And then