Fitting The Gown !

Debbi was standing naked in the middle of her hotel room while Lesley fussed over the last minute adjustments to her gown for the premiere of Ape Girl, the European cut. "How were the photos ? Was it a nice little earner ?" she asked Lawrence, referring to the long lens shots he had taken of her on the yacht. "It was indeed" replied Lawrence, as he lounged in an armchair admiring the view. "The Sun has purchased a couple. They can show your tits and bum but not your pussy of course. But also I've sold the full set of 42 to an online celeb expose site and they'll have the large size HQ prints."

"Cool" said Debbi. There was a knock at the door. "Come in" Debbi called. Lawrence got up and opened the door to an immediately flustered Harry, confronted as he was by a naked Debbi ! "Oh, blimey, sorry Deb. I'll come back later" he stammered. "Don't be silly. I'm just having a fitting for my gown for tonight" Debbi laughed. She enjoyed teasing Harry. "Er, um, yes, er about tonight. I was just checking. We've got your limo for six thirty."

"Fine" said Debbi. "Only there's a protocol about who arrives when etc on the red carpet" Harry continued. "Sure, I know my place in the pecking order" Debbi chuckled. "Though that gown might upstage Hazel ?" wondered Lawrence, thinking of the female lead in Debbi's movie. "Not a problem. She's Dame Hazel, she's well past that kind of competitiveness. She'll be immaculate in something tasteful while I'm flashing the flesh !" Debbi reassured him. "Speaking of which, we can try this on again" said Lesley, lifting up the gown.

It was a full length red satin number, with a deep 'V' cut at the front which reached almost to Debbi's navel. There was a split on the left side all the way up to her hip. Debbi climbed into it. "I hope my tits don't escape. I'm not used to wearing this kind of thing" she worried. "You'll be fine. I've got titty tape for your nips to attach to the material" explained Lesley. Debbi giggled. "You won't be able to wear panties with that slit up the side though" observed Lawrence. "I'm not going commando, that would upstage Hazel !" exclaimed Debbi. "That's OK too. I've got this" said Lesley, reaching into her bag.

Debbi took the object. "What's this ?" she puzzled. "A c-string" answered Lesley.

"C-string ?"

"Yeah, 'cos it covers your, er, 'c' !"

"It looks like a shoe horn ?"

"Try it on"

Debbi took the gown off again. Harry looked away in embarrassment as Debbi fitted the accessory. It could hardly be called a garment. "At least it's leopard print" she said. "I knew that was your favourite" Lesley replied. "Bloody hell ! I thought thongs were uncomfortable enough" remarked Debbi once the 'garment' was secure. "The things we do for fashion !"

"Let's take a shot of you in it" suggested Lawrence, producing his ever present camera. Debbi struck a pose. "Think there's a market for this ?" she giggled. "There's always a market for you Deb !" Lawrence flattered her.