"You've Never Done A Proper Streak !"

"You given up on your dares Deb ?" asked Carol. They were sitting in the small office of their fledgling consultancy on what was turning out to be a quiet afternoon. "Don't, I still have nightmares about the last time" answered Debbi. "Why's that ? Being exposed buck naked for a lengthy period of time in front of a load of your neighbors ? I'd have thought that would have been right up your alley" Carol teased her. "It was a laugh to look back on" Debbi admitted. "Though at the time it was a lot further than I'd intended to go. But no, what gives me nightmares is the thought of what could have happened if that shower door had stuck for real while I was home alone. I could have been stuck in there for days !" "Until I came round to check up on you ?" "Exactly."

"So, it's not that you're totally off the idea of another dare ?" wondered Carol. "No, but I can't think of anything, that's supposed to be your job" Debbi grinned at her friend. "OK" Carol pondered. "So what about the beach ?" "Nah", Debbi was unimpressed. "I wear next to nothing on the beach anyway. Not exciting enough." "The pool ?" "You know our local pool. Too sporty and serious. Proper costumes only, no flimsy bikinis."

"Alright, so what about one of the classics then ?" "I'm not doing the pizza delivery towel drop thing. That's over much too quickly." " Yeah, in a flash" Carol laughed. "No, I wasn't thinking of that. But you've never done a proper streak" she suggested . "I'm not getting chased around a football field by a bunch of fat stewards in high viz jackets" Debbi responded. "No, not a sporting event. But how about through the town ?"

Debbi hadn't committed to anything and so was surprised when Carol announced a couple of days later, "It's all arranged." "What is ?" "Your streak next Saturday." "What ? I didn't say I would." "Oh come on, you know you want to. Listen, here's the plan. Me and Derek'll pick you up in his work's van. You get in the back and take off all your clothes. Apart from your sneakers of course. Derek'll pull into the lay-by on the ring road at one end of the High Street. I'll come and open the doors and you get out and run the length of the High Street. It's only two or three hundred yards and easy now it's been pedestrianized." "Only two or three hundred yards ?" Debbi exclaimed sarcastically. "And what happens when I reach the other end ?" "Easy" said Carol. "We'll drive the van right round the ring road and be waiting for you in the lay-by there with the back doors open !" "But some people might recognize me" Debbi protested. "Not with this" answered Carol and she reached into her bag to extract a Mexican wrestler's mask.