Postscript ( Part One )

If it wasn't for the occasional encounter with her uncensored award photograph displayed on most of her colleagues' desks, Debbi would have considered the events of the previous week to have been a dream. She was being treated in the same respectful way as she always had been in her work environment and she was luxuriating in once more being fully clothed and having an extensive wardrobe to choose from, albeit a rather more adventurous and revealing one than hitherto, thanks to Carol.

Having enjoyed another day of normality, it was a tired Debbi who climbed the stairs to her first floor apartment, looking forward to changing into her pajamas and slobbing out in front of the TV with a glass of wine. But before she could put her key in the door, she was accosted by her neighbour Edna. "So you're finally here. Hurry up, they're all waiting for you !" Debbi was confused. "Sorry ? Who's waiting ? Where ?" "Don't tell me you've forgotten ?" Edna chided her. "You agreed to come round once a week to give a treat to the old guys in the building. They've been looking forward to it all week and have even brought along some of their friends from the pensioners' chess club !"

This stirred up vague memories in Debbi and she found herself sinking back into that mental fog that had enveloped her most of last week. She allowed herself to be led into Edna's neighbouring flat, where six elderly men were eyeing her hungrily. "Who's this then ?" asked one who she didn't recognise. Tom, who she certainly did recall, performed the introductions. "This is our sexy young neighbour Debbi. She's agreed to come round on a regular basis and take off all her clothes for us ! Isn't that right Debbi ?" Debbi blushed. That strange feeling of powerlessness had returned. "Er, yes. I'll take my clothes off" she mumbled. "And she'll pose in any way we want her to as well" Tom continued enthusiastically to murmurs of approval. "She's very supple, we'll get to see every inch of her !"