De ja vu

For most people, falling out of a mansion and rolling down a hill in your birthday suit was an outlandish idea. For Dylan Sanders, member of the Charlie’s angels, it was all too familiar.

The naked agent crashed into a backyard swimming pool, which washed away the mud and tree branches she had gathered during her hilltop descent.

How did it come to this? Dylan thought to herself as she spat out a mouthful of pool water. I just wanted to take a break and do an easy case. The Dignity Dashers were largely just a harmless girl gang, little more than a minor nuisance with their disorderly pranks, Including: graffiti, egging, toilet papering, water ballooning, as well as stripping their enemies naked and leaving them in embarrassing situations. More akin to a College sorority than a criminal syndicate.

But a friend of Charlie’s on the police **** was concerned that they could escalate into a larger threat, and had sent the case to the Angel’s doorstep. Natalie and Alex had thought the case beneath them, but Dylan was in the mood for a quick job.

But her complacency had been her downfall. In her investigations, the gang had turned the tables and captured her. After stripping her naked, they had planned to take her elsewhere to humiliate her, and send the message that the gang was not to be messed with. But the passing hillside gave Dylan an opportunity to escape.

Clambering out of the pool, Dylan grabbed an inflatable pool ring to cover her front, and made her way to the back door. Last time this had happened, she’d been able to secure clothes from the house’s occupants, even if it meant an awkward interaction. But when Dylan knocked, no one answered. Peering through the window, she could see no lights switched on. The house was deserted and in darkness. And every window was locked.

As Dylan despaired at the thought of her predicament, she was unaware of her uncovered butt filling the view of a pair of binoculars.

“Boss! That PI is still alive, and looks like she can’t get any clothes. Seems like she’ll have to walk home naked!”

“Not good enough!” Proclaimed the gang leader, a raven haired young woman. “I don’t want to just embarrass her! I want to make an example out of her!”

She rallied her 5 subordinates together, who - like her - were dressed in black leather and skull themed paraphernalia. “No one messes with the Double D’s! Get after her!”

“We can’t roll down a hill boss, we’ll need to find another way down.”

“Do I look like I’m in the mood for your input? Now quit whining and roll down that hill!