Tempting Target !

Debbi rebelled. She had done her bit for team building for the day. The collection was a success, she had even put up with that stupid contest and won meal vouchers for the team. She wasn't going to spend all evening clubbing. "I'm going home" she told Carol. "Oh why ? It won't be the same without you" protested Carol. "I don't feel like spending the next six or seven hours in this costume" Debbi explained. "But you look fabulous" Carol countered. "Thanks, but I just feel ridiculous and exposed and I'm cold as well" said Debbi. For once, the normally persistent Carol gave up. She hadn't formulated any concrete plan to embarrass Debbi during the night club part of proceedings and was content with the fun she had already had, parading Debbi around rival companies and through the town.

They all accompanied Debbi back to the office with the intention of dropping off the charity collection. The office was securely locked however, and there was no sign of Gilbert. "I bet he's skived off to the pub, god knows when he'll be back" remarked Carol. "Great, I'm going to have to go home dressed as a sodding elf !" moaned Debbi. "At least you've got all your keys this time, not like the jet skiing !" laughed Carol. Debbi cringed at the memory. "OK, give me the collection. I'll keep it safe in the car boot and bring it in tomorrow." She loaded the laden bucket into the back of the car. "Have a great time" she called, as the others all departed for their night on the town. She suddenly felt lonely and **** but was still pleased to have got out of going with them.

As she drove off, Debbi noticed that the fuel warning light was on. The prospect of pulling into a filling station wasn't that appealing but a few more people seeing her looking like an idiot wouldn't make much difference and they would know it was Halloween and so make allowances ! She pulled onto the forecourt of the nearest garage and began filling up. "Where's the party love ?" called a gang of noisy young men in a car at the adjacent pump. "No party" answered Debbi. "I've been trick or treating and I'm now on my way home." "What a waste, come with us, we'll show you a good time !" "Too tired" laughed Debbi as she made her way inside to pay. The lads from the car followed her. "At least pose for a few photos with us, that's too good an outfit not to show it off !" They took it in turns crowding around Debbi for photos. "A pity the outfit didn't come with green knickers" commented the fashion expert in the group. "I didn't know what costume they were getting for me" said an irritated Debbi as she joined the queue waiting to pay.

Debbi heard some childish giggling behind her and then felt and heard a loud slap on her exposed behind, covered only by the green tights. "Ouch" cried an outraged Debbi, turning to see a gleeful four year old scampering back to hide behind her father ! "Sorry" the grinning man apologised. "It was too tempting a target for her !" Debbi couldn't be angry with the child. "I didn't know my assistant was getting this stupid costume for me" she explained, detailing to the father what had occurred and flirting gently with the man until his wife, who had been paying at the counter, whisked him and the child away in annoyance. "What were you talking to that hussy for ?" Debbi heard the woman complain.

There was just one further unwelcome encounter left for Debbi that evening. She parked in front of her neat house to find her neighbour at his door, dealing out chocolate to a bunch of young demons. He had been looking at Debbi in a different light since the bikini car wash and was delighted to have this opportunity to engage her in conversation while she was once more scantily clad ! Debbi couldn't be rude and so explained why she was dressed as she was and how the charity event had unfolded. "I would have thought the costume would have come with green knickers though ?" her neighbour said, as he studied Debbi's thong that he had often seen hanging on her washing line. These bloody knickers she thought, for the final time that day !