An Irate Owner !

Carol stood among the growing crowd outside the haunted house, who could not work out what on earth was going on. They had been enjoying the spectacle of a yellow dress billowing around a waist above a pair of shapely legs but now those legs and that waist were completely bare and were spinning around in some sort of panic, displaying a delightful thong clad ass with the dress nowhere in sight. And there now seemed to be a spray of water from above, soaking the thong and making it see through !

"Bloody sprinklers" yelled Debbi from inside the house. "Better that than catching fire" responded one of the boys who were still keeping her hemmed in the central section where the spray was directed. The attraction's operators had switched off the electrics and the fan had stopped whining but Debbi was unable to salvage more than a few tattered strips of material from her dress.

"What have you done ?" demanded the angry owner as he barged past the boys and confronted her. "What have I done ? What's your ride done to my dress ?" retorted Debbi. "There are warnings that people enter the ride at their own risk. Any normal girl tries to keep her dress down" the owner retaliated. Debbi flushed, knowing she had deliberately made no such attempt. "I was surprised" she replied sheepishly. She was beginning to feel cold with the soaking from the sprinklers and now that the danger had passed, everyone was hyper aware that she was standing there virtually naked. "Anyway, you can't all keep standing around here. I've got to clear up this mess and get operational again" asserted the owner. "Clear off !"

"But it's pitch dark ?" protested one of the boys. "Just follow your nose in that direction" the owner pointed. "And take the slag with you."

"I'm not a slag"

"Bugger off out of my way"

"But what about my dress ?"

"Not my problem"

"I've got nothing to wear"

"Not my problem"

"Come on, we'd better get out of here" said one of the boys, his hand on Debbi's butt as he motioned her to move !