"I Suppose You Want To Borrow Some Clothes ?"

"Good to see you again Deb " laughed Carol's husband Derek. They were standing in Carol's kitchen. Debbi was defensively clutching her bag in front of her tits , a pose she had also adopted on the relatively short walk from the haunted house to Carol's car after she had surrendered the rancid Iron Maiden t-shirt and was once again exposed. She had managed to turn a deaf ear to calls for her mobile number from the boys and wasn't too worried about encountering them in future, since she thought her 26 year old self, in serious business woman mode, would be unrecognizable from the figure she had cut this evening.

Carol had shepherded Debbi through the crowd with loud admonitions about how she was grounded for the rest of the month ! Once they were safely in the car, they laughed about the unexpected turn the evening had taken. "Oh sure, it was a buzz" Debbi admitted. "But I'm a bit sorry about the dress, it was an old favorite and had some good memories attached."

This first escapade on the project was deemed to have been a success overall but they decided to head back to Carol's first in order to get some clothes, because it was a bit of a risk for a virtually naked Debbi to scurry from the car to her front door in what was still midsummer late evening twilight. She wanted to pick the audiences she exposed herself to as much as was possible and she also wanted plausible deniability !

Although it was far from the first time that Derek had seen Debbi in a state of undress, it remained a treat. "Bloody hell Deb, not again ?" laughed Carol's daughter Charlotte as she bounced into the kitchen with a girlfriend from college. "Hi Charlie" said Debbi. "What happened this time ?" Charlotte wanted to know. "She's been to the fair" answered Carol. "And that's supposed to be an explanation ?"Charlotte chuckled. "I suppose you want to borrow some clothes ?" she added. "Please" replied Debbi.

Later, with Debbi now clothed in joggers and a t-shirt, they sat around the table with mugs of tea. Carol explained the plan to use Debbi's latent exhibitionism as a way to release her pent up nervous tension. "What a laugh. Maybe there's something we could do for you at college ?" Charlotte's friend suggested. "Oh no, no more Rag weeks or fashion shows" Debbi insisted !