"Let's Get Her Home"

It was a bit like herding cats but finally Simon had managed to get Debbi as far as Stew's car. Debbi was still shouting. "Bye bye everyone. Good night, I love you all. See you in the morning." "You'd better sit with her in the back Si " said Stew. "We need to keep an eye on her the state she's in." Simon poured Debbi into the back seat and then climbed in alongside. "I don't have any clothes on" she giggled. "No Deb" replied Simon patiently. "It's so funny" she slurred. "Yes Deb" agreed Simon. She laid her head on his chest. "You're my most favourite coder."

It took a little under twenty minutes for Stew to drive back to their shared flat. He tried to park as close to the communal entrance as he could but at this time in the evening everyone was home and it was still quite a walk. By this time, Debbi had passed out and was sleeping soundly. Simon tried to wake her but it was proving impossible. "We'll have to carry her" said Stew. "It might be better anyway, at least she's not shouting." "I've got her under the arms, you take her legs" instructed Simon. "At least I've got the best view !" laughed Stew. Debbi had a trim petite frame but even so, in this state she was a dead weight and the two boys were puffing by the time they approached the entrance to the flats. "I bloody hope nobody's looking out of the window" said Stew. "Or taking the dog for a midnight walk" agreed Simon. Their luck held for the next few minutes it took to manhandle Debbi up a flight of stairs to the first floor flat and into the sanctuary of their living room.

They dumped her unceremoniously on the sofa. "Is she OK ?" asked Stew , a little concerned. "She's fine, her breathing's nice and steady, look at her chest." "That's no hardship !" laughed Stew. "With that stuff she took she'll be out until morning though. Now she's actually fallen asleep, it acts like a sedative" explained Simon. "No shagging tonight then" sighed Stew. "Did you really think there would be ?" "Nah, not really" grinned Stew. "Maybe a few photos with her though ? It'd be a pity not to !" "Open her legs then, I'll get my phone" agreed Simon.

Simon was right that Debbi did not wake but slept soundly on. After they had their fill of manipulating her recumbent form to take ever more **** and revealing poses for them to photograph, with themselves next to her with approving grins on their faces, they made her as comfortable as they could on the sofa , brought her a pillow and covered her with a spare sheet. "She'll wake up with a sledgehammer in her head in the morning" said Simon sympathetically. "How much of the evening do you think she'll remember ?" asked Stew. "My guess is not a lot after her crash in the lake" replied Simon.