The harlequins' tent

"In here!" said Bonnie, pointing to an apparently empty-seeming tent. The two girls ducked inside, and found it wasn't empty at all. In fact, the tent was a dressing room. It was full of lithe young acrobatic women, some of them in the act of putting on harlequin costumes, some of them in the act of taking them off.

A blonde elfin girls, wearing a lacy white bra and a pair of diamond-pattern tights, saw a flicker of movement in her mirror, and screamed. "It's the clowns!" she said, and immediately all the other harlequin girls started squealing and trying to hide behind things. They relaxed when they saw it wasn't clowns at all, but only Susie and Bonnie.

"It's not the clowns after all," said the blonde, whose name happened to be Violette. "Just a couple of girls in their panties. Are they perverts? Why are you in our dressing room, perverts?"

"We didn't know it was a dressing room," said Bonnie, hotly. "We were trying to hide."

"Why?"

"Because... I mean, you know."

"I don't believe you," said Violette, looking the girls up and down. "I think you're perverts. Panty perverts. Girls, what should we do with these two little panty perverts?"

Instantly, there was a chorus of suggestions.