Bonnie betrays the harlequins

First, Bonnie slid the window shut, locking it from the outside so it would be impossible for the girls to escape. Then, she knocked loudly on the back door of the wooden structure, which opened. Inside, she could see four clowns smoking cigars and playing cards. One of them looked at her.

"Hey," she said, loudly. "If we help you out, will you give us some clothes?"

The clown thought about it, then nodded.

"Your panty stash is being robbed."

Immediately, the clowns sprang to their feet, bustling about comically and tripping over each other. One of them threw open the door to the next room, pointed, and beckoned the other clowns to follow.

"Um," said Susie. "I don't know if that was really the right thing to do."

"Well, it's done now."

The door slammed in Bonnie's face. They heard a lot of banging and clattering from inside, and some very girly squeals. The door opened, and a couple of bras and panties were tossed out at Susie's feet. She picked them up, scowling.

"Is this all we get?"

"Hey," said Bonnie, grabbing the yellow panties and the sky-blue bra. "Those are the ones I came in with! How did the clowns get them?"

"I don't know. Clowns are weird."

Hesitantly, they peered around the side of the building. The girls were slightly more decently clad now, but they still didn't fancy running through a crowded carnival in nothing but their underwear. Susie grabbed Bonnie's arm, and pointed.

"Look!" she said. "That's your fault!"

The half dozen harlequin girls were standing on a balcony out the front of Clown HQ, lined up on a row. Arms and legs spread. Hands tied to a railing overhead, ankles lashed to hooks in the floor. A sign placed in front of them read PANTY THIEVES. Each girl wore nothing but a pair of colourful panties, on her head.

A small crowd gathered to watch, cheering a clown on as he strolled behind the girls, shaking his head disapprovingly and smacking their bottoms with a ping-pong paddle to ensure they got the message. Their small breasts and slim hips gleamed in the spotlights as though they'd been coated with oil, which they had.

"Oh, well," said Bonnie, her face a little red as she thought about what she'd done. "At least everyone's distracted."

And she grabbed Susie's arm, pulling her out into the street. The slim girl squawked as she was once again **** to run around in public in her underwear.