Break In !

Debbi carefully lifted the latch on the gate from the alley into the Newman's back garden, in order to avoid waking their yappy Jack Russell terrier. Quietly shutting the gate after them, they scooted across to the four foot fence that separated the neighbour's garden from Debbi's. Solomon gave Debbi a shove on her bare rump to propel her over the fence, which he then athletically vaulted himself.

"So far, so good" said Debbi. They inspected the kitchen window which she had left ajar. It was a split window on which the top half pulled down. It was clear that it was too small for Solomon to get through but it might be possible for Debbi. She returned the jacket to Solomon, trying to ignore the embarrassment of once more being topless and hopelessly exposed. Solomon gave Debbi a hand to clamber up onto the window sill from where she tried to **** the window down. It was stiff, usually never being opened more than the few inches that it currently was. Debbi was unable to push it fully open but she did manage to widen the gap sufficiently so that she thought she might be able to scramble through.

Ignoring the thought of the undignified spectacle she knew she must be providing, Debbi pushed her arms through, followed by her head and her upper torso. It was a relief to feel her squashed tits bounce free once they were clear of the ledge !

So far, so good. But no further ! "I'm stuck" wailed Debbi. Her hips were jammed fast in the open gap. Solomon pushed hard on Debbi's ass. "Ow, no, it's no good. I'm too fat !" Debbi lamented. Of course, that assertion was not true, it was the window that was too small. Their deliberations were interrupted, however.

"There he is officer. I told you a black man was trying to break into Debbi's house. Arrest him !" Solomon turned to see two policemen climbing over the fence, somewhat surprisingly followed by the Newman's who had brought out a stepladder for the purpose. "Would you care to explain the situation here sir ?" asked the first of the officers with exaggerated politeness. Solomon managed to swiftly regain his composure. "Certainly officer. I'm trying to assist this young lady to gain entry to her property since she's lost her keys."

The policeman shone his torch, illuminating Debbi's bare ass, which her thong did a thoroughly inadequate job of concealing. "Is this your neighbour sir ?" the officer enquired of Mr Newman. "Who the hell do you think it is ?" cried an agitated voice from half inside the kitchen. "Well, it sounds like Debbi" Mr Newman conceded. "But it's hard to tell from that view ! Is it you Debbi ?" he wondered. "Of course it bloody is" came the reply. "There's no need for that kind of language young lady" objected Mrs Newman, addressing the ass so prominently displayed !