"She's Not My Daughter !"

One of the teens excitedly answered the officer's question. "These two biker chicks are having a cat fight. The daughter attacked the mother !" Carol was outraged. ""I'm not her mother" she cried. "Do you want to press charges against her madam ?" asked the officer. "What ? No, of course not" answered Carol. "Well, that isn't a public bath. I think you two had better get out of there" suggested the other patrolman.

The chastened pair climbed out of the horse trough. They had been naked for so long this afternoon that they no longer had any thought about covering up. They squelched to their feet with the Wellington boots now full of water and stood there dripping ! A woman from the tea rooms began shouting at Carol. "You ought to be ashamed of yourself. I might expect it from this silly little girl" she gestured at Debbi, "but you're old enough and ugly enough to know better."

"Who're you calling ugly ?"

"I'm not a little girl. I'm a successful business woman !" The crowd laughed. "I am" Debbi stamped her feet petulantly.

"She is, she's my boss" agreed Carol. More laughter. "Alright, alright, that's enough. Where are your clothes ?" asked the officer. "Boy scouts have got them" said Debbi. Carol slapped her arm. That was not the most tactful reply, truthful though it might have been. "What ? I think you'd better explain young lady" demanded the other officer.

Carol took over and began the tale of woe. The lake, the dip, the prank, the scouts discovering where the girls had scattered their clothes, the walk, the bikers, the farm, the bikers ! The crowd were beside themselves with laughter by this time and, like everything in the 21st century, it was all being recorded on several mobile devices. "We're very sorry if we've caused any trouble" Carol apologised abjectly.

The two officers walked to one side to consult. They were almost at the end of their shift. If they took Debbi and Carol back to the station, they'd have to file a report, find a policewoman, work out what to charge them with, if anything. Their shift would be extended for hours. They weren't answering a call, had just happened to be passing on patrol. So there was no official record of any incident. They turned back to the two naked women.

"OK ladies. We're letting you go with a caution. Don't let us catch you like this again !"

"No officer, thank you officer, of course not officer." Carol was conciliatory. "Can you give us a lift ?" Debbi was more assertive. "If we take you in the car we'll have to charge you " the officer explained. "No, no, that's fine officer" said Carol hurriedly. "We can take them mate" offered the leader of the biker gang. "Not without crash helmets you won't" replied the policeman. "We're overlooking that offence too this time but don't push your luck !" The biker shut up.

"Ha, ha. Looks like you're walking." The woman who had been yelling at Carol was delighted. "But it's miles" wailed Debbi. "Only about four miles" laughed the woman !