"Would You Like To Squeeze My Melons ?"

Andy gave the audience a few moments to appreciate their view of Debbi fully revealed in her underwear before sitting her on the chair again in full sleep mode. His soothing voice began to purr once more. "Debbi, you're on holiday on the beach somewhere in the Mediterranean. The sun is beating down, it's total bliss. You are completely chilled. You're not shy, you always sunbathe topless when you're on holiday don't you Debbi ?" She casually reached behind her to unclasp her bra and dropped it on the floor. Some in the audience had seen her perky tits before on the infamous jet skiing evening but plenty had not and they were loving this development. It was also safe to say that the novelty had far from worn off either for those to whom this was a reprise.

Andy continued. "There's a girl on the beach selling beautiful refreshing fruit and she needs your help Debbi to get around to everyone. Your naturally friendly nature is only too happy to help. You have a basket of ripe juicy melons. I want you to go and offer your melons to everyone. Tell them how firm and juicy they are and invite them to squeeze them !" Debbi wandered languidly down into the audience , coming first to the rugby players. "Would you like to squeeze my firm, juicy melons ?" Willing hands began to pull and knead her tits while everyone else collapsed in laughter and wondered if they would all get a turn ! Debbi continued her slow circuit offering her melons for close inspection. The audience was about thirty strong so Andy called from the stage. "Be gentle, we don't want her melons all bruised when she finally wakes up." Even the women from the team, and especially her enemies Jackie and Sarah, enjoyed a good grope. This went on for some time. "Well done Debbi, you've sold all the melons in your basket. You can come back here now."

"It's such a bummer we can't take any photos" complained Jackie to Carol. "See that guy with the video camera ?" answered Carol. Jackie hadn't even noticed a guy unobtrusively filming. "He's a professional cinematographer, a friend of Andy's. Andy's going to upload the footage to a private website. Give me your contact details and I'll email you the password !" Andy had wheeled a trolley onstage from the kitchen in the pub and was explaining to Debbi, who was back in sleep mode, that it was a sun bed on the beach. Debbi clambered on top. "The sun's really hot now Debbi and we need plenty of high factor sun screen." Debbi began sensually massaging imaginary sun screen onto her shoulders, arms, breasts, belly and legs as the engrossed and delighted audience watched. Andy gave this time to unfold before asking Stew to come up on stage. "We need a kind young gentleman to apply the lotion to your back Debbi." She rolled somewhat precariously onto her stomach on the trolley and a lucky Stew was invited to massage her back, around her knicker clad buttocks and all the way down her shapely legs before departing the stage to warm applause.