Kaitlynne / Debbi

Derek and Alvin rushed to the front of the low stage, Derek to assist the stricken Debbi and Alvin to get a closer look between her legs where she had collapsed naked and spreadeagled. Derek cradled Debbi's shoulders and lifted her into a sitting position. He knew his wife Carol didn't always get on with her boss but he couldn't leave her there in distress. Anyway, he wanted to get to the bottom of the mystery of how she had ended up this evening stripping on stage in the seedy pub. "Get her a shot of brandy" he called to the barmaid. The stag party Derek was part of had initially been shocked to see the stripper collapse like that but now it was clear that she was beginning to come around and that their mate Derek had taken charge, they once more focused on her naked form.

"Here Kaitlynne, drink this" the barmaid said. Debbi spluttered as she took too large a gulp of the strong liquor. "What's all this Kaitlynne stuff ?" the puzzled Derek inquired. "It's her name" the barmaid replied. "No it isn't, her name's Debbi. She's a serious business woman" Derek informed her. "That's right, she lives near me. I didn't recognized her in that wig" Alvin confirmed. "I guess Kaitlynne's a stage name ? Maybe she doesn't want people knowing she does this as a side line ?" the barmaid speculated. "Well, she wouldn't would she" agreed Alvin.

While this conversation was going on around her, Debbi was slowly pulling herself together and the events of the evening began to take shape in her befuddled brain. "I am Debbi" she slurred. "I'm not a stripper. I had an accident earlier and lost my memory temporarily." She began to recount the collision at the station, how Kaitlynne's bag was left by her and how, with the aid of the station worker, the assumption was made that she must be Kaitlynne. Then the frantic text messages on the phone sending her to the pub and the events there that they all knew about.

"Well you did a great job anyway, better than any strippers we normally get" the barmaid complemented her. "Thank you" said Debbi. "Er, I think, I mean, I guess it's thank you." She was still not yet fully herself. "Yeah, you were great" the stag party agreed. "Um, I think maybe we should get you back stage so you can put your clothes on again ?" Derek reluctantly suggested. All this while Debbi had been stark naked and making no attempt to cover, a situation she belatedly rectified with her hands and arms as she got unsteadily to her feet !

The barmaid accompanied her to the small back room, where thankfully her business suit was still to be found. There was no sign of her underwear but that could not be helped.

Derek had waited outside. Debbi blushed to emerge to appreciative applause from her erstwhile audience. "I'd better run you to the hospital to get you checked out" said Derek. "Friday night in A & E ? When there's a match on ? I don't think so" Debbi replied, feeling a little better while remaining mortified over what had occurred. Especially with that old lecher Alvin being there too. "But I think I should go and take this bag to Kaitlynne whoever she is." Debbi gestured to the shoulder bag that had been the root of her troubles and the misunderstanding. "It's got all her stuff in it and she'll need it."

"Well, I can run you over there then. You know who she is ?" Derek asked. "No idea" answered Debbi. "Though I'm guessing it's the girl who knocked me over at the station. But the address is here on her ID."