Dee Hides By The Bar

Dee was practically shaking and roaring, both with rage but also embarrassment. Here she was, locked outside her own bar, completely naked! Eventually Dee calmed down and hid behind a trash can so as to not attract unwanted attention with her fussing.

"Maybe I could find something to wear in here" she decided as she dug through the trash looking for something to wear, but found nothing but old beer cans.

"Ok think, Dee think, you can get through this." She said out loud as she huddled behind the trash covering herself with her arms.

Suddenly she saw a familiar face walking across the street. It was the waitress, Charlie’s impossible love and frequent victim to Dee’s torment.

"Hey! Hey you!" Dee screamed out from behind the trash can, refusing to say the waitress’ name, mostly cause she had forgotten it at the moment.

"Dee? Is that you? What do you want? I gotta get to work" replied the waitress as she walked over.

"I’m so happy you’re here! Listen, I got locked outta the bar naked, you gotta help me out here." Dee pleaded but in a vaguely commanding way as she tended to speak to the waitress.

"Dee I don’t have time for your nonsense today, I gotta get to work, plus why would I help you after all the horrible things you and your friends have done to me all these years?”

"Oh come on, we’re friends! When have I ever done anything to you?” Dee questioned as she stood up still folding her arms over her boobs as her lower half was covered behind the trash can.

"Are you serious? When we were in high school you stole my clothes while I was on the shower and locked me out in front of the whole school!"

"Oh come on, that was just a fun prank! Everyone had a good time! This is an actual emergency! I gotta get home fully clothed before my jerk brother and his idiot friends make a mess in my house!" Dee made her case and she stepped away from the trash can and towards the waitress

"Sorry Dee but I don’t feel bad for you. I gotta go." The waitress turned to walk away.

As always Dee acted impulsively, and pounced onto the waitress’ back, tackling her onto the ground and fighting to steal her clothes off of her!

The two tussled on the ground for a moment, Dee managing to get the waitress’ shirt off of her.

"See that wasn’t so bad now gimme your pants!" Dee shouted as she went to get her pants off when suddenly the two heard a sound up ahead.

It was just an alley cat but Dee reacted quickly and ran away down the alley with the waitress’ shirt in hand. By the time the waitress got off the ground Dee was long gone along with her shirt.

The waitress crossed her arms across her chest, mouth a-gap in shock at being assaulted and left in her bra behind the bar owned by her frequent tormentors.

Dee continued to run down the alley before finally stopping to put the shirt on. It was a bit wet and dirty after being on the ground but it was better than nothing. Unfortunately Dee was quiet a bit taller than the waitress so the shirt only covered up to her belly button, leaving her entire bottom half completely exposed. Dee tugged at the shirt to try to get it over her butt but to no avail.

"God damn it! I can’t walk across town like this! Now what do I do?"