"Will Debbi Be Available Tomorrow Evening ?"

Carol was still deciding where to go next with the naked Debbi, who was stretched out on the back seat of her car and sleeping happily, when her phone rang unexpectedly. She pulled into a lay-by to answer it. It was the Sheikh's interpreter. "I did not expect to hear from you again quite so soon" Carol laughed. "No" the interpreter agreed. "But I've just been talking with the Sheikh. He did not think that you would have left already. Will Debbi be available tomorrow evening ?" she continued. "If it involves something embarrassing and taking her clothes off, I'm sure we can come to some arrangement !" Carol replied.

Now it was the interpreter's turn to laugh. "I think you can be reassured on that score. Does she know how to wrestle ?" Carol giggled. "Of course not. Does that matter ?"she wondered. "Not in the least. In fact, it's perfect" said the interpreter. It was explained that a blonde model, who had been supposed to be the sacrificial lamb in a strip wrestling bout against a powerful black athlete, had pulled out at short notice on realising the full implications of the event. "But Debbi's not blonde" Carol pointed out. "I'm sure the Sheikh's audience for this event will not object. The skin tone is the thing and Debbi is attractive enough."

Carol thought this all sounded great fun. "I'll keep the exact details of what she'll be doing very hazy" she told the interpreter. "And keep her hazy with those brownies !" The interpreter smiled at her end of the line. "You have plenty I think but I'll make sure there's a good supply in the dressing room tomorrow too. I take it that all financial considerations should go through yourself ?" Carol confirmed that this would indeed be the case. She finished the call and looked over her shoulder at her snoozing boss. "Let's get you home now then young lady. You'll have a busy day tomorrow !"