On The Plinth !

Debbi had a brilliant afternoon at the races. The weather was perfect, she was selected for interview by the TV fashion team, during which she named checked Sandy's shop, and she ended up in profit after acknowledging her Italian ancestry by betting on all the rides of the top Italian jockey ! Now it was time for work, if work it could be called. Lawrence whisked her away to Andrei's estate immediately after the last race.

Arriving at the now familiar establishment, Debbi found the entrance had transformed and was now dominated by an ornamental fountain, in the centre of which stood a plinth upon which her naked self would be displayed. "We don't expect you to be stock still like one of those living street statues" explained Lawrence, who had discussed arrangements with Andrei. "You can gracefully change position occasionally to stay comfortable, just be as still and as classical as possible and as classy as you are !" Debbi giggled.

The butler led them to a modest guest room and Lawrence carefully hung up Debbi's clothes while she refreshed with a quick shower and a touch up of her shaving job. "Do I look OK ?" She gave Lawrence a twirl. "Magnificent. I can't find a robe but I think it's about time to get you installed anyway" he said, looking at his watch. Andrei professed himself delighted with the effect once Debbi was in place, ready for the arrival of the first guests. "It'll only be an hour's work" he explained in his heavily accented English. "Once everyone's arrived and gone through to the reception room, you can get dressed and then go and mingle." Lawrence took a few photos of the nude tableaux as Debbi stood, slightly nervous that she was about to become the centre of attention for an influx of rich celebs and socialites !