"Sorry, No Clothes !"

When the two men who had been holding her aloft finally put Debbi back down again, she hurriedly shrugged off the peephole bra and crotchless knickers, mentally insisting that she would never ever wear such garments again. She literally threw them at Susie and stood there expectantly waiting for the next item, having momentarily forgotten that the photo session was finally over. Susie let her stew there naked for a moment before announcing, "Well don't just stand there. You can go and get dressed now." Jeff interrupted them. "We're heading back to the office now to finalise a few more details. I expect to see you back in the boardroom in half an hour or there'll be consequences" he said sternly, before returning to glad handing the Chinese.

Susie was already packing up the sample case. "But I'm naked here" Debbi pointed out needlessly. "And I have to go off and find my clothes wherever they are. At least give me something to wear." Susie rolled her eyes. "There's always something with you isn't there ?" she asked rhetorically. "Here, wear this." She handed Debbi the familiar white lace teddy. "Come on , isn't there anything else ?" Debbi complained. "You know there isn't, only more underwear" called Susie over her shoulder. She and Charles were already following Jeff and the Chinese party out of the door. Left with ****, Debbi hastily got into the white teddy. It was marginally better than being stark naked she supposed, though the see through element and thong style back of the garment left very little to the imagination.

Trying to muster as much dignity as she could, Debbi strode over to reception. Those who had been around the lobby all along were now used to the presence of the virtually naked young woman but newcomers were drifting in all the time and Debbi had to endure astonished and mocking looks as she queued behind a tourist party that were checking in. Plus, she was all the while conscious of the clock ticking down on the deadline Jeff had given her to be back in the office. When Debbi finally reached the front of the queue, the girl now manning reception asked deadpan "Yes madam, how may I help you ?" There had been a change of shift. "Er, the bellboy said he would leave my bag and clothes here behind reception for me to collect" Debbi stammered. The girl made a big show of looking all around and under the counter. "There is a bag here" she finally conceded. "Do you have any ID on you ?" "Does it look like I'm carrying any ID ?" Debbi yelled exasperated, eliciting much laughter from those now queuing behind her. "I'm afraid I can't just hand things over without ID" the girl insisted. "Look, open the bag. My company photo ID is in there. You'll see that it's me."

Sighing theatrically, the receptionist extracted Debbi's company card from the bag. "Um, it does look a little like you, though it's a bit hard to tell because the woman in this photo is wearing clothes !" Exasperated, Debbi reached across and grabbed the ID. Turning to the people behind her, she thrust the ID in their faces. "Look, that's me isn't it ?" The general consensus was that there was indeed a distinct resemblance. "OK then but I'll need you to sign a receipt" the girl finally allowed. Debbi hastily scribbled her signature. "Now, can I have my clothes please" she demanded as she scooped up her bag. The receptionist again made an exaggerated show of looking all around. "Sorry" she finally apologised. "Nothing else has been left here. No clothes !"