Debbi's Feeling Mischievous !

Thus far, Debbi's dares had all come from ideas suggested by Carol. Her next escapade was much more impromptu, however. She returned home from work to be greeted by the insistent buzz of a motor mower emanating from her back garden. Walking through to the kitchen, Debbi looked out of the window to see her retired neighbor happily mowing the lawn. A tacit agreement had grown up between them that the keen gardener, with more time on his hands than he knew what to do with, would tend Debbi's garden as well as his own. No money changed hands and while Debbi was not totally averse to such work, the more mundane tasks associated with caring for a sizable backyard did become a bit of a chore. Plus, the old guy obviously enjoyed doing it.

She opened the back door . "Hi Tony" she called. "Oh, hello Deb . Is that the time already ? I just thought I'd pop round and keep the grass down since I was cutting my own." "You know how much I appreciate it. Can't stop to chat though, I'm going to grab a quick shower, have to go out again tonight." "Got a hot date ?" "No such luck. Carol and I are going out for a meal to celebrate the first full month that we've returned a profit." "That's great, congratulations. I'll just carry on here, I can tidy up those flower beds while I'm at it." "I'll leave the kitchen door open in case you want a glass of water." "You're a sweetheart."

Debbi had a mischievous idea. The glass door to her en suite shower was renowned among her guests for being temperamental. Opening it from inside required a particular technique that only Debbi had mastered, involving a specific way of lifting and twiddling the handle. It was now second nature to Debbi but many a hapless visitor had panicked thinking they were trapped until Debbi had called instructions through the door ! To the untrained eye looking from the outside, it would appear to be stuck fast.

Debbi rushed upstairs and hurriedly undressed, throwing her clothes on the bed and getting into the shower. She quickly washed, waited for the steam to clear from the glass on the stall and for the distant sound of the mower to stop and then yelled at the top of her voice, "HEEELP !"