Hey there, Mistah ${First Letter of Name}!” your bodyguard shouts as she bounces into the room and sits on your desk. “It’s just, ${Your Name}, Harley.” you say as you sigh and rub the bridge of your nose. Opening your eyes, you see the crazy smile of the former…girlfriend? of the Joker, although you’ve learned never to mention his name in Harley’s presence, the two of them had a…violent separation.
Harley Quinn is a villain for hire who typically operates in Gotham City. Before she fell in with the Joker, she was a successful psychiatrist named Dr. Harleen Quinzel. Nowadays, she is an independent contractor. She has long bleach blonde hair pulled back into two pigtails, one with the the tip dyed red the other dyed blue. She has an admittedly pretty face, big eyes, pale skin, medium breasts, a firm ass, slim arms, and mouthwatering legs. She is currently wearing a tight red and white tank top that barely covers her breasts and leaves most of her midriff exposed. Harley also wears a pair of tight jean shorts and red sneakers.
“Ah heard some…interesting rumors about you, Mistah ${First Letter of Name}.” the crazy blonde says as she gently runs a hand up your chest. Smiling, you gently push her against the wall. “And what rumors would that be, Harley?” you ask, your hands running up her hips. “I think you know damn well.” Harley moans as she cuddled with your zipper. You then