'Wonderfully, Wonderfully Pretty !'

The naked Debbi tumbled inelegantly out of the cage as the intro to Love Cats continued to play. "Ow, ow, ow, aah, ow, ow." She rushed to the gym wall and thrust her left leg as high up against the wall as she could manage in an attempt to stretch her hamstrings. "Ow, ow, bloody cramp, it's agony" she screamed. "Lie down on the floor and lift your leg up, I'll press down on your foot" ordered G-Rod, who had the athletic background to know about these kind of things.

"Well, that's going to look great on the night" observed Lynn, as they all watched G-Rod administer to the stricken Debbi who was in too much pain to care about the birds eye view he was getting of her pussy ! "She was stuck in that position in the cage for about half an hour" admitted Jody. "But she'll only be in there four or five minutes for the show; a couple waiting and then however long that panther music lasts."

G-Rod and the King helped Debbi back to her feet. Her thighs still ached but the pain had eased. "Cut that bloody music Deacon, we'll have to rewind" yelled Jody as the Cure droned on. "I'm not getting back in that cage" stated Debbi. "Not tonight, no" conceded Jody. "But it's all part of what rehearsals are for" she added authoritatively. "We now know not to leave you in there too long and also that you should do some limbering up exercises before the show" she concluded. "I'll show you some warm up routines next time" offered G-Rod.

"Put your own shoes on for the next bit No-E. Your heels are nothing like as high as the ones you'll have for the performance but they'll be better than bare feet." Debbi sat again to slip on her business shoes. "Deacon, go back to where the panther music merges into the Cure" called Lynn. "I told you I'm not going back in that cage" said Debbi. "And I agreed for tonight didn't I ? For now we'll take it that you are already out but you're going to have to practice how to make an elegant exit."

Love Cats began to play again. The naked Debbi stood there. "What do you want me to do ?"

"Dance, feel the music" shouted Jody. Debbi sort of shuffled about a bit. "Fuck's sake" cursed Jody. "Ain't you got any rhythm at all ? This is such suggestive music to dance to. Look." Jody stood next to Debbi and began to demonstrate. "Walk in time, circle the stage like you did in the cage. Own it. Do that catwalk model strut. You know, where they swing their hips and cross one foot over the other with each step. Wave your hands and your long nails." It was an effective demo. Debbi tried to emulate it. It didn't seem that hard a routine. "Better. Give it some swag. Practice'll make perfect" said Jody hopefully.

"When it gets to this bit" Robert Smith was singing about being 'wonderfully pretty', "stop and gaze out at the audience, half bend at the waist and sort of pout and point at all corners of the hall." Jody again demonstrated what she meant. Debbi tried. "Practice'll make perfect" repeated Jody !