Fancy A Kebab ?

Carol's solution wasn't ideal but Debbi could not think of any better alternative. "Don't that old couple next door to you have a spare key for emergencies ?" Carol suddenly remembered. "Yeah" said Debbi. "But it's the other way round at the moment. They've gone away for a week's break and I've got their key. I'm supposed to feed their cat. God, it's going to be starving" she realized. "Don't worry, cat's are resourceful. It'll kill something or other" reasoned Derek.

Debbi had no desire to be sitting there making small talk while so inadequately clothed but nobody else seemed to be in any hurry to bring the evening to a close. But eventually, things did wind down and people began to get up to leave. Which presented Debbi with another problem, since standing left her even more exposed. The Japanese politely lined up to shake her hand. "Thanks again for making the evening so memorable Debbi" said the MD. "Don't forget that you'll be making the final technical presentation tomorrow before our new clients leave for their flight" he added. "Yeah, hope you get some more clothes before that Deb" Diane smirked.

"I hope you're parked close by ?" Debbi asked Carol as they finally left the restaurant. She tried to clutch as much of the apron around herself as possible but she still provided plenty of tantalizing glimpses of bare flesh. "'fraid not Deb" Carol replied. "We had to park in the multistory." Which meant a barefooted five minute walk through town. The pubs were chucking out and groups of revelers took great delight in calling out at the strangely attired woman who huddled as close as possible to Carol and Derek. As they passed between two high rises, a gust of wind caught hold of the apron and lifted it high above Debbi's waist; a scene that was caught on several phones as she tried vainly to bring it back under some sort of control !

As they passed a kebab shop Derek asked "Did they feed you Deb ?"

"No, not even a mouthful of poxy sushi" was the reply. "You must be starving. Let me get you a kebab." Debbi was starving and the smell of the food was making her salivate. She would still rather have got somewhere out of public view but Derek was insistent. He went in to order the Turkish delicacy, while Carol and Debbi stood facing the street. That way Debbi was relatively well covered as far as anyone passing was concerned, though she didn't realize that they had their backs to the shop window through which a full moon was being presented to those inside !

Debbi normally would not let anything as gross as a kebab pass her lips but in the context of this evening, she fell upon it ravenously, with the consequence that she was less careful with her lack of clothing and a few more lucky passers by were treated to a more extensive reveal of her body. "You get in the front with Derek" said Carol when they finally arrived back at their car.