"Let's Get You To Your Room"

James offered Debbi his arm to help her to her feet as Roger and the other guys slunk into the background. "Thank you" said Debbi, who was almost totally out of it. She glanced down at her nudity. "Oh, my dress came undone. How did that happen ?" She pulled her dress across her body but fumbled ineffectually with the tie. "Here, let me help you with that" said James, tying the belt securely. "Thank you, you're a gentleman" slurred Debbi. "Are you staying in the hotel ?" the detective asked her. "Hotel ? Stay ?" Debbi looked around the lounge vacantly. "She is mate. She was at the convention here" one of the guys who had been watching yelled across.

"My bag ?" Debbi remembered. James guided her carefully back to the table to retrieve it, the room key left casually beside it. "Let's get you to your room" James decided. "Thank you" mumbled Debbi. James shepherded her towards the door but not before he had a word with the barman. "I can't prove what you put in those drinks mate but a licence can always be revoked. Watch yourself !" He also had a quick word at reception with the night porter, after once more producing his warrant card. Then he pressed the lift button for the third floor, the chances of walking Debbi up three flights of stairs in her current state being minimal.

James felt concerned about leaving Debbi alone. He did not want to read about a hotel guest having choked on her own vomit ! So when they arrived at her room, he accompanied her inside. The room was already illuminated by a bedside lamp and when he rounded the corner of the bathroom, he was confronted by the sight of a totally naked woman passed out on the bed. "There's Carol" said Debbi. "She's got no clothes on. You can see Carol's fanny. You shouldn't look at Carol's fanny, only her Derek should see Carol's fanny !" The drunken Debbi was rambling. "It's OK, I'm not looking" James reassured her. "I know, you're a gentleman" slurred Debbi. "Let me help you to the bed" James asserted. "I want a glass of water" said Debbi.

Unable to immediately find any bottle of water, James left to get a glass from the bathroom. By the time he returned, Debbi had already thrown off her dress and was passed out flat on her back on the bed. "Oh great" he thought. He now had two **** women and the only clothes they were wearing between them were Debbi's hold ups ! Knowing that it would be bad for her circulation to sleep in those, he knelt by the bed to begin peeling them down her legs. He had seen a lot of things in his line of work that he wished he could somehow unsee. This would be one of the sweeter memories !

Once he had succeeded in removing the stockings, he manhandled Debbi to the centre of the bed, grasped hold of her left leg and rolled her onto her side into the recovery position. He then moved to the other bed and performed the same operation on Carol. Both women remained dead to the world. There was no way he could get them into the beds and so he called down to the night porter for spare blankets. It was amazing the effect of a warrant card !

"Dump them on the chair there" James told the night porter when he arrived with the blankets. "Blimey, you're collecting them tonight" the porter laughed, glancing at the two naked women. James grinned ruefully. "Hassle I could do without. Here, you might as well help me cover them up." He handed one of the blankets to the porter. "Seems a pity to spoil the view" the porter remarked. "I know what you mean but it's not funny, you'd better tell the management to keep an eye on that barman of yours" James said seriously. He remained uneasy about leaving Debbi and Carol in case their drinks had been spiked and settled down for an uncomfortable night in the armchair !