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Debbi Finds a Win


Debbi had spent a lazy late afternoon and early evening in bed with Alan Meadows. Or at least on top of the bed, since Debbi always preferred to be taken doggy style and Alan was happy to oblige. Well, it had seemed the least she could do after he had treated her to such a gorgeous meal at the Italian restaurant in Eton and bought those designer gowns and lingerie for her. Albeit he would ultimately be reimbursed for those. She kicked him out in the early evening. They both knew this was not going to be a long lasting romance and Debbi had a lot to think about before the formal interview on Tuesday with Sir Jason. She was now clear in her mind that she wanted to leave the company but did she want a change of career path as well ? She was hardly 'passionate about communications networks' as the job ads liked to maintain. But she wanted to make sure she got straight exactly what working for Sir Jason would entail.

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The interview on Tuesday at Sir Jason's London offices went well. He greeted Debbi warmly but there was no indication that when they had first met she had been naked, or at best very scantily attired, for a prolonged period. She had decided against wearing one of the new designer gowns and had opted for one of her old faithful business suits and it seemed to have been a good choice. Jason had explained that being his PA would entail much more than what in olden days might have been termed secretarial duties. Debbi would be his rock, his public face, the first point of contact with his various business associates, responsible for his social media and so on. It would be a very fluid role and she would also be expected to assist Lady Annabelle in her charitable endeavours from time to time.

It would be full on but her reward would be a very attractive package indeed. Financially it would be a big jump on her current not unimpressive salary. And in addition she would receive an annual clothing allowance. Jason was happy for her to commute from home on routine days but there would be times when she would need to be available late into the evening and she would have use of an ensuite guest room in his London penthouse. The job would also involve considerable foreign travel, when she would be put up in the same five star hotels that Jason would be using. There was a generous holiday entitlement to compensate for occasional weekend working, although Jason stressed that she would be expected to take her time off at the same time as himself. He reassured Debbi that Lady Annabelle liked to take plenty of holidays throughout the year and so that should not be a problem.

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"What's this ?" Jeff exclaimed incredulously. "What does it look like ? It's my resignation" Debbi replied as she stood in front of his desk. "But you can't do that" Jeff spluttered. "What do you mean, I can't do that ? This isn't indentured slavery" answered Debbi. "I know, er, um , of course, I didn't mean that. But all the training we've given you and the resources we've put at your disposal" he blustered. "What training ?" Debbi scoffed. "A couple of measly one day seminars ? All I learnt about comms I got from reading manuals in bed at night. Don't worry. I'm not joining a competitor." "What are you going to do ?" Jeff asked. "That's my business" was Debbi response. "But, but, can't you give us longer notice ?" Jeff pleaded. "I only have to give a month under the terms of my contract. Anyway, you're always telling me how wonderful Diane is" retorted Debbi. "But the mud wrestling ? Diane's already arranged the ring and equipment and opponent" "Ah, so now we get to the crux of it. All you're worried about is the bloody mud wrestling !" "No, of course not" Jeff protested. "Well, worry no more. I'm not bloody doing it" Debbi affirmed as she turned and left the office.

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"You're doing the right thing" Carol reassured Debbi. Carol was the only one she had told what her new job was going to be. "What about you ? Sorry to leave you in the lurch with Diane" Debbi replied. "If I was going to another company I'd try to find you a place but I can't with this job" she explained. "No problems. There's plenty of openings at my level if that cow becomes too much" Carol laughed. They were interrupted by Jeff and the MD. "Er, Debbi, look. Er, the company have invested a lot in preparing for this mud wrestling event. Surely as a gesture of goodwill after all the time you've been here ? A final boost to staff morale ?" "Bugger off" said Debbi. The MD more or less repeated Jeff's plea. Debbi paused. "Alright" she said. "I'll do it but only on one condition. That I get to pick my opponent for the fight." "But Diane's already got an opponent lined up" Jeff objected. "I bet she has, probably someone from that TV Gladiators show" Debbi speculated, not knowing how close to the truth she was. "But I'm not fighting her. I'll only do it if I get to pick who I'll fight" she repeated. "OK, well who do you want to fight ?" Jeff asked. "I want to fight Diane" said Debbi !

Diane ought to have been feeling over the moon about Debbi's resignation. It left the field clear for her to continue advancing within the company. But part of her would miss the opportunity to continue tormenting Debbi with occasional humiliating stunts. And now, of course, there was this feeble attempt at a retaliatory stunt. Trying to rope her into being Debbi's opponent for the mud wrestling fight. When it was initially proposed Diane had naturally refused, affirming that it was absurd to expect a high ranking executive such as her to partake in anything so demeaning. Jeff and the MD had backed her up but unfortunately for her, Eamon happened to be present on one of his periodic visits from Dublin and he had reminded them that it hadn't stopped Debbi, a similarly high ranking executive, from being the butt of several such escapades. Diane had always suspected that the old roue who had founded the company had a soft spot for Debbi.

Diane's next strategy was to confront her erstwhile accomplices. She first approached her cousin Elizabeth who was on an internship with the company from the previous year's graduate intake. "I'm afraid it's going to have to be you that fights her Lizzie" Diane had begun. "Er, I don't think so" Elizabeth had replied. "I don't think daddy would take too kindly to that" she emphasised. Diane always exaggerated her minor aristocratic family ties and it was Elizabeth's side of the family that were by far the more influential. Admitting defeat, Diane turned to her other alternative. "Well, it seems as if it's going to have to be you then Aditty" she confronted the Asian girl she had mentored. "No way" was the quick response. "I'm playing my MWIS card." "What on earth's an MWIS card ?" Diane wanted to know. "Muslim When It Suits" Aditty explained. "A good Muslim girl could never expose herself to something like that" she grinned. "But you're the least pious Muslim I know" Diane spluttered, regarding Aditty's tight black skirt that sat well above her knee and somewhat undermined the significance of the headscarf she was wearing. "How many other Muslims do you know ?" retorted Aditty. "Anyway, like I said, Muslim when it suits and it suits me now !"

Diane could only imagine the HR consequences if she attempted to coerce Aditty to take part. And in any case, she didn't know what Debbi's response might be to having an alternative opponent foisted on her. She made one final attempt to enlist Jeff's support but he did not dare to go against Eamon and there was also the not inconsiderable cost of cancelling the equipment they had already hired. Diane had no fear of losing the fight to Debbi but even so, she would be bound to get a little grubby. "Alright, I'll do it" she finally conceded. "But since she's picked her own opponent, I reserve the right to select our respective costumes !" "That sounds fair" agreed Jeff.

Carol was outraged on Debbi's behalf. "Diane's got no shame !" she exclaimed. "Though you might have known she would pull a stunt like this when she got Jeff to agree to her choosing the costumes." They had ascertained that Debbi was to wear a flimsy Ann Summers lingerie set, while Diane would be firmly encased in knee length spandex cycling shorts and an iron clad sports bra that provided full coverage of her ample breasts with barely even a hint of cleavage. The only mildly titillating thing that Diane might be displaying would be her navel.

"You're going to be naked and covered in mud in next to no time, especially with Jeff as the referee" Carol continued to complain. She couldn't understand why Debbi appeared to be so sanguine about the whole affair. Normally, she would be cursing and fuming but this time she seemed perfectly calm. "I took it as a given that I'd end up naked as soon as I agreed to this final stunt" she said. "But then she wins yet again. And she's added this clause that the winner gets to clean up in the executive shower room afterwards while the naked loser gets hosed down in the car park" Carol raged.

"C'est la vie" said Debbi. "It wouldn't be the first time" she added. "But they're assuming mild mannered and brow beaten little Debbi is going to play by the rules like she always does. What they are not taking into their calculations is that I no longer give a shit and the contest ends when I say it does, not Jeff !"

Yet again, Debbi was getting undressed in her own office to prepare for one of Diane's stunts. No matter how many times she had done it, it still felt strange to her to be taking her clothes off in the working environment of the office. But this time was different. This time was the last time. She took off her own underwear and put on the Ann Summers set that she had insisted the company bought for her to wear once Diane had chosen their respective costumes for the fight. She was under no illusions that the flimsy articles would not be utterly wrecked as a result of the mud wrestling and she had no intention of ruining the designer underwear from Celia's boutique. She was under no illusion that she would almost certainly end up totally naked and covered in slime. But this was the last time.

"All set ?" asked Carol, who had been watching her soon to be ex-boss prepare and was impressed by how calm she seemed to be. "Yep" Debbi replied. "Have you got the scissors ?" she asked. Carol confirmed that she did. "Right, let's get this show on the road" Debbi proclaimed and the pair left the security of the office to take the lift down to the lobby, where they knew the rest of the company was already assembling around the temporary wrestling ring.

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Diane studied her reflection in the mirror in her office. "Looking good boss" Aditty complimented her. Diane was still fuming about having been unable to get out of this, still feeling that it was beneath her dignity to be taking part. But she was satisfied with her reflection; looking good but at the same time not really showing anything. She knew that the mere act of stepping into the ring would mean she would get spattered with mud to a certain extent and that irked her. But she felt secure in the spandex cycling shorts and industrial size sports bra. She knew what Debbi would be wearing and she knew that, although Debbi was quite fit, she was taller and stronger and had been working in the gym for the past week to make sure there would be no mishaps. It was going to be short and brutal. And then she would be luxuriating under a nice hot shower in the executive bathroom while Debbi was being hosed down in public in the car park !

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Jeff, Eamon and the MD were preparing to make their way down to reception. Normally it would be Diane acting as mistress of ceremonies for Debbi's monthly morale boosting stunts but on this occasion Eamon had agreed to come over from Dublin and do the honours. Jeff had obtained a striped referees shirt in the U.S. style from somewhere or other. "I don't envisage having to do much more than count to ten for a submission, because Diane is going to overpower Debbi pretty quickly" he remarked. "A pity but I fear you're right" Eamon agreed. "Though I have detected a slight undercurrent of animosity between these two ladies and I wouldn't underestimate the depth of feeling on Debbi's part" he added with a mischievous grin.

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Debbi and Diane were already bickering. They both wanted to be in the blue corner. Debbi because blue was the national team colour of Italy and she wanted to fight as a representative of both England and Italy in honour of her parentage. Diane wanted the blue corner because she thought of herself as representing the ancestral rights of the blue blooded aristocracy. As referee, Jeff decided in Diane's favour. "You're in the red corner Debbi, it matches the colour of your costume" he decided. "What there is of it" Diane smirked, considering the skimpy red bra and knickers which were all that Debbi was wearing.

Eamon meanwhile was at his avuncular best and had warmed up the crowd ready for the contestants appearance. So when Debbi entered it was to cheers and wolf whistles, while Diane was met with a chorus of boos that only the most charitable would describe as good natured. "Plebs" she muttered under her breath. Jeff took the mic to explain the rules of the contest, such as they were. The fight was to be decided by a submission or by a shoulder pin for a count of ten. The announcement that the loser would be hosed down outside in the car park as a further forfeit was warmly received by the watching staff. Jeff drew the two adversaries together to warn them that he wanted a good clean fight. Debbi had expected the sort of impenetrable costume that Diane had selected for herself but she had not considered that Diane would also be sporting sports shoes while she herself was barefoot. "That's not fair" she protested. "It was agreed that I would choose the costumes once the concession was made that you could pick your opponent and for some unfathomable reason you chose me" Diane pointed out. "Why you would do that when you knew it would be certain to end in defeat I have no idea" she continued confidently.

The two retreated to their respective corners where Carol and Aditty were acting as their respective assistants. Eamon rang a bell enthusiastically to signal the start of the contest and Debbi hurled herself across the ring at Diane. Unfortunately, her bare feet quickly began to slip and slither in the slime of the mud which had been liberally spread all over the ring. She was already toppling forward when she made a desperate lung at Diane's midriff. Although she was able to grasp her opponent around the waist. Debbi's surge had lost all momentum and all she had succeeded in doing was to make herself vulnerable to Diane being able to reach down and grab Debbi's own waist in a firm lock. With Debbi held fast and with her feet slipping, it was a simple matter for Diane to bend her double and deftly unclasp her bra, before wrenching it clean off of her body and hurling it out of the ring. The bout had only been going for twenty seconds and Debbi was already topless !

Diane pushed Debbi further down onto her knees, attempting to bury her face in the mud. She partially succeeded before Debbi wrestled clear but as she tried to stand, her feet once more slipped beneath her and Diane was able to push her onto her back. Jumping on top of her, Diane tried to clamp Debbi's wrists. "Submit ?" she asked. "No way" hissed Debbi, kicking out and bucking frantically. Diane pushed down on Debbi's shoulders and Jeff began to count. "One, two, three.." Debbi was able to partially rise and stop the count. Diane tried again. This time the count reached five but Debbi was still able to rise enough to stop it.

Diane tried a different approach. She got up and stood on Debbi's wrists and then reached down to grab her ankles and pull them right back over her head. Diane then squatted down on Debbi's ankles, trapping her shoulders too. Surveying Debbi's upturned ass, it was too tempting a target not to rip the flimsy thong knickers off, thus rendering Debbi once more naked. Diane looked down at herself and there was rather more mud than she would have liked spattered on the small amount of flesh that she did have showing. But she knew she would soon be showering in the privacy and comfort of the executive bathroom and the view that she knew Debbi was presenting more than compensated for that. Stew had had clearer shots of Debbi's asshole and pussy during previous stunts but even through the mud, he was getting pretty good shots for his live stream.

Diane looked over at Jeff expectantly. Debbi's shoulders were surely pinned ? Jeff began to intone "One, two, three..." Diane could feel Debbi still tensing and trying to push beneath her but in the position that Diane had manoeuvred her into, there was nothing she could do. Diane began to slap Debbi's upturned ass in time with the count "...eight, nine, ten, out !" The bout was over. Once more it had ended in ignominy and humiliation for Debbi. Diane beat a final triumphant tattoo on Debbi's ass and got to her feet to receive the plaudits of victory.

Diane strode confidently back to her corner to allow Jeff to raise her arm in victory and to acknowledge the smattering of lukewarm applause. Debbi hauled herself to her feet looking like the creature from the black lagoon, festooned as she was with her comprehensive coating of mud and slime. "Scissors" she hissed at Carol. Her assistant slipped her sharpest dressmaking scissors into Debbi's hand. Debbi had been practicing her moves over and over in her mind ever since she learned that Diane would be choosing the costumes for the fight. She knew she had to be quick, since the element of surprise would not last long.

Fortunately, she was now prepared for the slipperiness of the ring underfoot and was able to swiftly make her way back across the ring. Diane was still distracted and did not see her coming. Just as she had envisaged in her mental rehearsal of the scene, Debbi pulled out the back of Diane's substantial bra and deftly sliced through with the scissors in one go. Diane felt her breasts sag but before she could compute what was happening, Debbi had taken a firm grasp on the cycling shorts and with one mighty tug had pulled them down to Diane's knees ! The audience began to hoot and holler in delight. It seemed as if the fight was going to go on a bit longer ! Diane's exposed white flesh glowed like a beacon in contrast to where the rest of her body had been covered with mud. The spandex shorts had been a substantial defence but now, bunched around her knees, their elasticity was an obstacle for Diane. Instinctively she reached down to pull them up but they were too tight and all she succeeded in doing was to shrug off the remnants of the bra, which Debbi quickly grabbed and threw to one side.

Still disorientated by this sudden turn of events and still hobbled by the shorts around her knees, it only took one good shove for Debbi to push Diane onto her back in the mud. As Diane floundered, Debbi set to work slashing away at the cycling shorts with her scissors and in no time at all, they were also flying out of the ring. "Scissors Deb" called Carol who had come over to that side of the ring to retrieve her favourite dressmaking tool before it became lost in the mud. Debbi handed them over before launching herself on top of Diane. The surprise attack had been a complete success and the two women were now grappling and rolling about in the mud, oblivious to anyone else around them. The pent up resentment built up over months now had its release. "Fucking bitch", "You cow", "I'll fucking destroy you", "Just you try". "Ummph", "Ow, my hair", "Grrr", "You pinched me !"

"You're the referee. Aren't you going to stop them ?" the M.D. demanded of Jeff. "Debbi stop it" Jeff cried ineffectually. "The fight's over. You lost" he added. "It's over when I say it is" Debbi snarled back. "Fucking, fucking bitch !"

"I think you're going to have to separate them" said the M.D. "But they're naked" Jeff protested. "So we noticed, get in there and put a stop to it before they hurt one another."

Jeff timidly set foot over the boundary into the ring. "Now that's enough ladies, you're making a spectacle of yourselves." His plea fell on deaf ears and the catfight continued. Realising he was going to have to get hands on, despite the lack of clothing on either of the combatants, Jeff reached in to try and grab Debbi's shoulders and pull them apart. But at that precise moment, the fighting pair began to roll around together, taking Jeff off at the knees and causing him to tumble down on top of them. He was immediately coated in thick mud and slime. "Debbi stop it" he called, now much more frantically and reaching in to try and pull the pair apart. "Get off my tits !" "Sorry, sorry but come on ladies, this has gone far enough."

Jeff finally managed to get a grip on Debbi's shoulders and pull her off of Diane. They stood up and Diane attempted to follow suit before slipping back down on her ass. A second attempt to rise was more successful. It was only then that the trio came to their senses and took in the raucous scenes in the audience who had been thoroughly entertained and were going wild. "Deb-bi, Deb-bi, Deb-bi" was the chant.

Eamon had taken over the mic again. "A big round of applause for our two contestants and our gallant referee" he called. The crowd all cheered heartily. "As you may recall, the forfeit for the loser was to be hosed down in the car park while the winner showered in the executive bathroom" Eamon continued. "However, I think that Jeff is going to be in need of the executive bathroom and it rather looks to me as if we have two losers, so I propose that both Debbi and Diane be hosed down outside in the car park !" This was a suggestion that seemed to be met with almost universal approval !

Debbi wasn't exactly looking forward to being hosed down out in the car park. She knew it would be cold, though there would be the compensation of getting clean from the mud and slime that covered her and Carol had promised her some shampoo. It would also be yet another public embarrassment but she consoled herself that it wouldn't be the first and was going to be the last. And it was worth it to have finally managed to get some measure of revenge over Diane. It would not even begin to put them equal but to have a one inserted in her win column was infinitely better than having a nil !

She mustered as much dignity as was possible under the circumstances and strode towards the door leading to the car park. "Don't worry about dripping mud on the flooring Deb, the contractors who supplied the ring will clear it all up when they dismantle" Stew informed her, as he hurried past with his camera equipment ready to set up in the car park. Diane meanwhile was being forcibly dragged towards the car park by Carol and Aditty who were in charge of the hoses. It was worth getting the odd splash of mud on their clothes. "I'm not going out there like this" Diane protested. "What then ? Are you going to drive home in this state and ruin your car ? There's no other way you're going to get clean, Eamon will see to that" Aditty reasoned, who was revelling in her superior's temporary downfall. As was Diane's cousin Elizabeth. The intern had her phone out, ready to forward all the gory details of the car park cleansing to the Poshos WhatsApp group they both belonged to !

Despite trying to prepare herself for the ordeal, Debbi was still taken aback by the crowd waiting outside. The entire staff of the company had rushed out from the foyer ahead of them but there were also heads craning out of all the surrounding offices and a crowd of passers by was growing, attracted by the noise. Debbi and Diane's appearance was greeted by loud cheers. "OK, stand over there ladies" instructed Eamon, indicating an area by the wall that had been cleared. Carol and Aditty were attaching the fire hoses to the hydrant. Carol tossed the bottle of shampoo to Debbi. "Arms out, legs apart" she barked at them.

Both women squealed loudly as the first jets hit them in the midriff. There were hoots of laughter as they tried in vain to cover up. "Don't keep doing that, the whole point of the exercise is to get the mud off of you" Carol yelled. "And we have to reach everywhere" Aditty added happily ! Carol had flashbacks to when she had been on the receiving end with Debbi in the contamination unit all those months ago. "Bend over and spread your cheeks ladies" she called maliciously.

The crowd were delighted with the spectacle and many were busy recording it and straining to find the best view. The jets were doing a most efficient job of blasting off the mud and the view being presented of the two women's bodies was getting clearer and clearer. Debbi ducked her head into one of the jets and then began to apply the shampoo to her hair. Somewhat surprisingly she offered the bottle to Diane and although reluctant to accept the kindness, Diane knew her hair was also caked with mud. The jets were finally turned off with Debbi and Diane still sporting hair covered in lather. "Have you got the buckets Gilbert ?" called Eamon over the mic. The lecherous security guard stepped forward and in a relay with Carol and Aditty, he poured the icy water over the heads of the two hapless executives to fully rinse off the suds !

"Has anyone got a towel ?" Diane cried out, looking a far cry from her usual dominant self. "No towels, you have to air dry" laughed Carol. "Better wave your arms around, do a few jumping jacks" she recommended.

Debbi as Miz No-E : Part Ten


"I can't sing that" Debbi protested. "What's the problem ?" countered Samantha. "It's, it's obscene" said Debbi, feeling herself starting to blush. "Slightly risqué perhaps but you know that SEXFLIX is an adult channel. And Jody's put such a lot of thought into it !"

Hold on a minute, I hear you say. Surely Miz No-E had made her absolutely, definitively, no possible way of going back on the decision, final performance ? Scroll back two weeks to a meeting in Jeff's office.

"No Way ! No. No, no, no, no, no. I said I was finished. Never again. No !" This was Debbi speaking. Jeff allowed her to burn herself out. Also in attendance were Solomon and Oscar from the charity, Charles the SEXFLIX producer and DollaXL's British representative Saffron. Solomon knew that it would be strategically beneficial to have Jeff on board. "But Debbi" her boss began. "Look at this itinerary. Lagos, Jo'burg, Mumbai, Bangkok, Seoul, Tokyo, Sydney and ending up in Rio for the carnival !" Part of the offer was for Miz No-E to join the final stages of Dolla's world tour, the rapper having already completed the North American and European legs.

"But I don't see what's in it for the charity or the company" Debbi objected. Those present already noted the slight wavering in her determination not to be roped in again. "There's going to be a free full page ad for the charity in the official concert program and Dolla's coming on board as a patron" Solomon explained. "But I'm a serious business women, not some stripper. I don't want this as a career. I want my job here" Debbi asserted. "Your job'll stay open Deb. Diane can always cover for now. Look on it as a kind of sabbatical" Jeff reassured her.

"But I still don't see what the company gets out of it ?" Debbi still tried to resist. "That's where SEXFLIX comes in" said Charles. The other part of the offer being made to Debbi was for another extravaganza filmed at the SEXFLIX studios, this time a special devoted entirely to Miz No-E. "We'll film a serious appeal for the charity here in the office that will be aired in the ad breaks of your show and then regularly afterwards. We'll even pay for it to run on some mainstream channels. You'll be dressed normally in your business suit with the company logo prominently displayed behind you" he explained. "And you can always drop the company name if you do any interviews abroad" Jeff added.

And so it was that Debbi found herself in the project meeting at the TV studios perusing Jody's latest rap, the first of several new ones required for the show and tour. The black girl had outdone herself this time. "But it's obscene" she repeated !

Reading it again in the meeting room, Debbi tried to imagine herself performing this rap :

"Dolla's eye for talent's keen and secure,

That's why he invited me on his tour.

So everything'd go without a hitch,

He knew he needed this foxy white bitch !

I know my stuff, ain't afraid to show it,

Make all the boys hard, they can't help but grow it.

From Paris to London, in all the big cities,

The boys go crazy when they see my titties.

And just to prove I've got real class,

I turn my back on them and shake my ass !

From West to East Ruislip, North or South Carolina,

Everyone loves to see my vagina !

Displayed on a big screen wide and proud,

With my clitty poking out from under its' shroud !

Look at me, I'm Miz No-E,

The sassiest rapper currently.

Raunchy and reckless, a born survivor,

Just like my ancestor, Lady Godiva !"

Debbi groaned, thinking of the kind of choreography that they might come up with for this routine !

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"You're getting quite good at this. You really should take it up as a career" suggested Avalon, who was once more working on Debbi's face make up. Debbi reluctantly admitted to herself that her rap performances had gone up a notch since the first clodhopping attempts on the desk in the classroom. She guessed that if one practiced enough, anything would improve. "But I don't want this as a career" she protested. "Anyway, I'm 26 already. Nobody's going to want to look at my bits when I'm forty !"

"Oh I dunno" countered Avalon. "You've got the kind of body and bone structure that'll age well. Look at Madonna, she's still doing it at 60" she reasoned. "Yeah but botoxed to the max, that's not for me" said Debbi. "But you could morph into MILF No-E instead of Miz No-E" Avalon laughed. Debbi joined in. "I have no ambition to be MILF No-E !"

They were starting shooting for the SEXFLIX special. The project meeting had thrashed out a basic schedule. They were shooting four segments in the studio and Debbi had been promised, or threatened with more like from her point of view, a couple of location shoots. They were starting off today in the studio with a routine for Jody's new tour rap. Charles had informed Debbi that she would be performing this in a kind of showgirl costume but without the costume ! Meaning that she would have towering heels and a feathered headdress but they would dispense with any bra or G-string.

They had also dispensed with G-Rod and the King. Debbi was from now on going to be surrounded by professionals. She hoped that she could raise her game, though she wasn't naïve enough to think that her audience would be that concerned with the quality of her moves when so much else of her was going to be on display !

Avalon finished adjusting Debbi's headdress and added a dusting of glitter to her body. "There, you look sensational" she asserted. Debbi glanced in the full length mirror and again realized that she looked pretty good but it was not the image of herself that she wanted to portray to the whole world. The level of embarrassment still remained off the scale as far as she was concerned !

Most of the choreography for the tour rap was going to be borrowed from Debbi's existing Miz No-E routines, at least as far as the SEXFLIX special was concerned. "Can you do the splits Deb ?" Charles had asked. "I used to be able to when I was much younger and did ballet lessons" she had replied. "But I've got no idea if I still can." "I'm sure you'll be great, the knack will still be there. So ok guys" he advised the accompanying dancers, "when she gets to the bit singing about her clitty, lift her up and spread her into the splits so we can all clearly see what it is that she's singing about !"

Debbi was apprehensive as well as mortified about what would be on show. But these were trained professionals who had been handling female partners in dance routines for years and after a couple of trial runs had reassured Debbi, the resultant climax to the rap was spectacular ! Debbi was held in place and filmed from all angles during the lengthy instrumental outro.

Charles was delighted. "That'll start the show off with a bang" he opined. Unlike the Telethon, there was no audience for these recordings which suited Debbi. Although the place was still thronged with technicians and hangers on. She could only speculate on how big a TV and online audience the broadcast was likely to get. She hurried back to her dressing room where Avalon would help her clean off the glitter from her body that would not be required for the next sequence.

"So it's Eve next ?" the makeup girl asked. "Yeah" said Debbi. "We normally have fig leaves when someone does Eve but Charles said you won't be wearing any ?" Ava continued. "No, thanks to Jody's lyrics" replied Debbi ruefully. She broke out into character. "I'm Miz No-Eve, don't give me no grief; I don't give a fig about no leaf !" Avalon laughed. "She does have a way with words."

"I'm just thankful that the insurance cost was too high to have a real snake. I think I'm supposed to interact with some CGI thing in front of a green screen" Debbi continued. "Wow, you're getting to be a real pro" Ava complimented her.

Avalon just touched up the basic face and body makeup that Debbi needed for the studio lights but otherwise she was totally nude and unadorned for her portrayal of Eve. "I know you know your lyrics" Charles began. When it gets to the instrumental break, I want you to writhe on the floor and rub yourself" he continued. "Sorry ?" said Debbi. "The CGI will show a snake trying to get between your legs and you're fending it off" Charles explained disingenuously. He wasn't certain how the snake was going to be inserted into the tableaux but he'd get some stellar footage regardless. "Oh, right. I see" replied Debbi, trying to grasp the context.

"Then while the outro's playing, you climb the tree and straddle the branch eating the apple seductively" Charles continued. "How do I climb ?" Debbi objected. "There are foot and hand holds built in, see ?" Charles pointed out. There were indeed hand and footholds but these were placed sufficiently far apart so that Debbi would be reaching and stretching and displaying nicely as she climbed !

Unlike the tour rap, which had been captured in one take after an initial run through to perfect the splits, the Eve routine needed four tries before Charles was satisfied that Debbi was showing the desired level of ecstasy with her snake and with the temptation of the apple as she straddled the branch.

"So, there's a costume again for this one Deb" Avalon chirruped cheerfully back in the dressing room. Debbi regarded the pair of Roman centurion style boots that the makeup girl was holding, together with a sword and a bow and arrow. Needless to say, the boots would be her only clothing as she transformed into Miz No-E, the Amazon warrior. Debbi groaned and then lapsed into character for Avalon's benefit, since she knew the girl enjoyed it. "In a past life, I was an Amazon warrior; Don't mess with me or you couldn't be sorrier !"

The two women laughed. "I've just got to daub some war paint on you too" Ava said. "Amazons were probably a bit dowdy in real life, if in fact they even existed. So Charles is going for a kind of fantasy prairie Indian look !"

"Ow ! Fuck ! Bloody thing !" Debbi dropped the bow on the floor. "That's one for the blooper reel" laughed Charles. "Legend has it that the Amazons cut off their right breast to stop that happening" he chuckled. The director had been standing admiring the tautness of Debbi's muscles and the intense look of concentration as she pulled back the bow and aimed her arrow at an imaginary target. But when she released the shot, the bowstring administered a painful flick to her erect nipple !

"Ouch that smarts" Debbi complained, unselfconsciously rubbing her tit. More material for the blooper reel. "Try again when you're ready, just hold the bow a little further away from your body this time" advised Charles. "Too right" answered Debbi.

After a mock fight sequence with the sword and a feisty intonation of Jody's lyrics, the Amazon segment was complete. "Just the one more sequence to shoot today Debbi" confirmed Charles as he called cut.

"It's not bruised is it ?" Debbi asked, cupping her tit and showing it to Avalon. "No it's fine. Shouldn't be so perky" the makeup girl laughed. "I'll just tidy you up but Andre's going to be painting you, he's the specialist." Debbi hadn't been looking forward to this. Well, she hadn't been looking forward to any of it if truth be told but having her entire body coated in gold paint was definitely bottom of the list.

"Don't worry dear, we don't use Dulux" the slightly camp mixed race boy who was going to paint her joked. "How easy is it to get off ?" wondered Debbi nervously. "Oh, no problem at all. We just take you out in the car park and blast you with an industrial hose" Andre replied. Debbi was horrified. Andre laughed. " Nah, a normal shower will easily get rid of it. Ava'll help you."

The concept was based around a famous scene from a James Bond movie. Debbi tried to memorize Jody's patter for this song; "When all's said and done if truth be told, Miz No-E's body's worth more than gold. Seeing her nude don't ever get old, all the spies go crazy when she acts so bold."

"Just stand on the mark here and we'll get started" said Andre.

Debbi stood patiently with arms outstretched while Andre got to work coating her entire body in gold paint. Ava had pulled her hair clear of her face with a bandana. "Goodness but you're a pretty one" gushed Andre as he worked on her face. "Oooh, and blushing too ! Don't worry, the paint will cover that." He moved down to her neck and shoulders. "Now for those perky little titties of yours !"

"That tickles" Debbi complained as Andre circled her erect nipples. "Wait until I get lower down" Andre laughed. "You're an easy subject. No sag in those boobs so I don't have to keep lifting them to get underneath." He continued his journey down Debbi's body. She was vaguely aware of the people drifting by observing the procedure with interest.

"Look what's come out to say hello" exclaimed Andre as he began to coat Debbi's clitoris in gold paint. "I ought to charge more for this extra paint" he joked. "It tickles" repeated Debbi. "I did warn you" laughed Andre, along with Avalon who was on standby in case required. The body artist began working his way down her legs. "Feet apart just a little bit darling" he instructed so that he could get at her inner thighs.

"Ok, turn around and we can get your back done" said Andre after he had explained there was no need to coat the soles of Debbi's feet. With no sensitive body parts, her back was soon covered. "Bend over darling so I can do between your cheeks" demanded Andre as he reached Debbi's ass. "Ava, can you spread her cheeks for me ?" he asked the makeup girl. "Is that really necessary ?" the embarrassed Debbi moaned. In truth, it wasn't necessary but Debbi was unaware that the entire procedure was being filmed in graphic close up by Sean the ace cameraman for use on the program.

Because the body painting footage was going to be inserted, there was less need for an elaborate routine as Debbi gyrated and performed Jody's lyrics for the Golden Girl segment. It had been a long day and Debbi was relieved it was over as she made her way back to the dressing room. "Is it really easy to get this stuff off ?" she asked Ava anxiously. "Absolutely" the purple haired makeup girl replied as she began taking off her own clothes !

"What are you doing ?" said Debbi. "You need me to help you get the stuff off and the only way I can do that is to get into the shower with you" Ava explained !

"Oh my god, you've dyed those purple too !" exclaimed Debbi as Avalon got into the shower alongside her and Debbi caught sight of the makeup girl's pubes. "A goth's gotta do what a goth's gotta do" laughed Avalon. "They look great" said Debbi. "I'd like to grow some pubes again for a change but no chance of that until after Dolla's tour I guess" she added ruefully.

The squeals and laughter emanating from within Debbi's dressing room aroused curiosity among those outside. Charles the producer poked his head around the door and Sean the cameraman, ever on the alert for useful footage, stood discretely behind his shoulder. "Having fun you two ?" asked Charles. Avalon was vigorously rubbing a cleansing lotion into Debbi's skin and when it was being applied to the more sensitive parts of her anatomy, Debbi was exploding with laughter. "Got to get all this gold paint off before she goes home" explained Avalon, turning Debbi around and eliciting a yelp of surprise as her hand delved between Debbi's cheeks. "I'll leave you to it then" said Charles, who received a confirmatory wink from Sean that he had captured another titillating snippet that could be edited into the show later.

"Are you coming with us tomorrow ?" Debbi enquired as the pair stood towelling themselves dry. Tomorrow was to be a location shoot on the nudist beach at Brighton, where Debbi would be portraying Miz No-E as Aphrodite emerging from the sea. "Yeah" Ava confirmed. "There won't be much need for makeup in the sea but Charles wants me there just in case."

"Good" said Debbi." I hope the weather holds" she added. "Yeah, though the better the weather, the bigger the crowd of punters milling around trying to get a glimpse of your cute little bod" Ava pointed out. "Has Jody researched Greek mythology ?" the goth girl wondered, slightly incredulous. Debbi groaned before launching into her patter, which she knew was what Avalon wanted her to do. "It's Miz No-E coming out of the sea; playing the goddess Aphro-di-te; Came outta a shell and not no egg; that's why I strut around like sex on legs !" Avalon collapsed in laughter.

"Ow, shit, bloody stones" cried Debbi as she toppled forward onto her palms. The infamous pebbles of Brighton beach were playing havoc with her attempts to portray Aphrodite emerging seductively from the sea. A sea that was none too warm either, causing goose pimples to appear on her flesh and her erect nipples to stand proud and prominent. She cut a bedraggled figure with seaweed in her hair, that Samantha had maliciously thought would be an authentic touch, and carrying a trident. Did Aphrodite carry a trident ? Who knew? Who cared ?

"Try to be a bit more professional Deb, this isn't working" complained Charles. Debbi bristled. To be accused of being unprofessional, on top of all the indignities she had suffered as a result of the Miz No-E travesties, was too much. "You try walking on these bloody stones in your bare feet" she shouted back at the director.

This was all comedy gold for the crowd of around two or three hundred people who were herded the other side of the barriered area of beach on which the SEXFLIX team was working. Samantha was well pleased with the short interview she had managed to get on the local news the previous evening. Ostensibly, she had been apologizing for any inconvenience but warning anyone who might be offended by female nudity to stay away from the area tomorrow, adding that it was all in a good cause. Of course she knew well enough that such an announcement would also serve to attract the rowdy and the curious in their droves, as well as the perverts who would be able to gawp openly instead of in their usual furtive manner.

The filming had ground to a halt. "This isn't working" Charles complained. "We should have tried to find a sandy beach." They had plumped for Brighton because it was an officially sanctioned nudist beach. Avalon tentatively approached the group of Debbi, Sean, Charles and Samantha. "Look, I've got these Roman sandals I brought along from wardrobe. I know Aphrodite would not have come out of her shell in sandals but I'm sure our target audience couldn't care less about that and it'll be a lot easier for Debbi."

"You're right and Sean's not going to be shooting any close ups of her feet ! Good girl Ava" agreed Charles. Debbi leaned on Avalon's shoulder as she slipped on the sandals, not wanting to sit down with her bare ass on the wretched pebbles. "That should be a lot better" she said gratefully.

The idea was for Debbi to emerge from the sea and then launch into lip synching Jody's Aphrodite version of the Miz No-E rap. "There's still something missing though" opined Sean the cameraman. "And I don't honestly think the seaweed's a good look" he added. "But it's authentic" protested Samantha, who thought her idea was funny. "Well if we're talking authentic, then she should have two attendants" argued Sean. "All the paintings I've seen of Aphrodite have her accompanied by naked nymphs."

Charles agreed with his cameraman. "But it's too late to hire any other models" Samantha pointed out. "That's not a problem" asserted Charles. "Sam, Ava, get your kit off !"

Charles was delighted with the results of the Brighton location shoot for Miz No-E as Aphrodite. He was delighted with all of Debbi's Miz No-E special so far in fact. The routines devised for Debbi were perfect for his channel's audience and Sean was capturing excellent additional candid footage that could be spliced in. Working in the edit suite was going to be a pleasure.

But the beach shoot was giving him particular satisfaction. Debbi as Miz No-E as Aphrodite was great as usual and Ava had not shown any particular reluctance to get her kit off once it had been established that she would pocket a nice fat bonus. Her purple pubes were a surprise extra. But the thing that pleased him most was finally getting Samantha naked. He had long tired of the superior attitude of his channel's presenter / interviewer, with all her pretensions of being above such content as SEXFLIX provided and how it was just a necessary stepping stone for her on the way to a stellar career as a serious journalist. He was also well aware of the constant clamour there was from viewers to get the snooty upper class woman's tits out, just like all the models she was routinely introducing. Well, he had now succeeded in not only getting her tits out but her minge as well !

There had been all the usual arguments and protestations from Samantha but Charles had overridden these with the use of some obscure clause in her contract and with her own insistence on authenticity for the Aphrodite segment. It was a bonus that her own machinations had drawn such a large crowd of onlookers to the beach, who had reacted with predictable enthusiasm to the sight of two more naked women joining Debbi in the sea. And all three women showing their intense discomfort in being in that freezing cold English channel ! Ava played her part with gusto but the look on Samantha's face as the pair had to cavort around the naked Debbi while she once more launched into the rap was priceless.

"Well done ladies" said Charles as the three towelled off afterwards. He wasn't going to push his luck by going for a retake. He knew his viewers would only be looking at tits and asses anyway and freeze framing the best bits. "Great job Deb" he continued. "Just one more routine for Lady Godiva. We can do that on location tomorrow in conjunction with shooting your serious appeal for the charity in your office."

Debbi as Miz No-E : Part Eleven


"Hello. My name is Debbi. Some of you may know me better in the guise of Miz No-E but today I am speaking to you from my company office as my real life self. I am a successful and serious business woman but one who feels passionately about charitable causes and as such I adopted the persona of Miz No-E in order to raise funds for important good causes benefitting the black and Asian communities. So I am asking you here today that if you have enjoyed my performances in any small way to please find it in your hearts to make a donation by texting the number below. I can not stress enough how important any donation, however small, can be to making the world a better place for those less privileged. Thank you."

Debbi was at her desk in her own office with the company logo prominently displayed behind her. She was dressed conservatively in her normal business suit and her makeup was understated, having just been touched up by Avalon for the TV lights. It felt such a relief after the last two days to be back as her real self in her own milieu and with her own sense of self respect. "Well done Debbi. Thank you so much for all that you do" said Oscar, who was in attendance with Solomon and Lord Tyrone on behalf of the charity. "Good job Deb. Done like a real pro" agreed her boss Jeff. This appeal for the charity would run in the ad breaks for her special on SEXFLIX, who were also paying for it to be inserted in more mainstream channels.

"Perfect Debbi" confirmed Charles the director. "Not even Samantha could have done it so well" he complimented her, to the annoyance of the channel's anchor who was still fuming about her exposure on Brighton beach. "Now, if you'll just take all your clothes off, we can get on with shooting the final scenario for the special !" It only took those few words for Debbi to be taken out of her contented reverie and to be plunged back into the maelstrom that was the bizarre world of Miz No-E.

"What here ? Now ?" gasped Debbi. "No time like the present" said Charles. "Mercury's already waiting downstairs."

"What's Mercury ?" Debbi asked. "Your horse" Avalon replied, shaking a big blonde wig at Debbi. "It's me, No-E, I'm a born survivor; Parading on my horse like Lady Godiva" the makeup girl began an impersonation. "Yeah, yeah, I know" said Debbi ruefully. "Naked in the streets while the people are sleeping; except for that rascal Tom with his peeping" she reluctantly took up the chant !

"We'll let you get changed in private Debbi" said Lord Tyrone tactfully, while leading the other more reluctant bystanders out of the office. Debbi was left with just Avalon and Sean in attendance, since the cameraman was going to record the transformation of the serious business woman into Lady Godiva for yet more bonus footage. Not that this gave Debbi any particular privacy with three sides of her office consisting of three quarter length glass windows looking out onto the open plan office that housed her team.

Debbi briskly discarded her suit jacket, blouse and skirt. "You'll bring these along for me Ava ?" she asked as she laid the clothes on her desk and began to divest herself of her tights. "Of course" the makeup girl replied. Debbi was now standing there in her everyday white underwear. She was not a 'girlie' girl but even for everyday she did always like pretty, feminine underwear and this set was white satin with a lace trim, the briefs not a thong but still brief enough and cut high on the hip. She was about to take off these final articles of clothing when Carol entered the office.

"Oh Deb, since you're here, can you help out with a problem Stew's got ? It needs a management sign on and Diane's gone AWOL" her assistant explained. "Can't Jeff do it ?" suggested Debbi. "He doesn't know the password, you know he's not hands on" Carol explained. "Oh for goodness sake" Debbi complained. "Just let me get dressed again."

"No time" said Carol. "The client's on the phone and getting really antsy !" "I don't believe this" said the exasperated Debbi as she followed her assistant out into the office, clad only in the classy white underwear. The members of the team giggled at the sight of their boss so attired. Of course they had seen it all before and more but it still never got old. "Make sure you sign out as soon as you're done" Debbi instructed Stew after she had given him management access. "Come on Debbi, we're getting behind schedule" Charles the director suddenly hurried her along and she scuttled back to the office.

Avalon was already holding the long blonde wig ready as Debbi rushed to take off her bra and pants. The wig wasn't exactly designed for realism, being made of nylon rather than real hair, but the full length of it cascaded around Debbi's shoulders and she arranged it to cover her breasts. Though naturally, it was nowhere near long enough to cover her pussy and ass. Charles saw that Debbi was ready and re-entered the office. "Great, let's get you downstairs to Mercury" he declared. Debbi still wasn't sure exactly what the shoot was going to entail once she was on the horse. And where we should perform her rap ? "Have you got a robe for me ?" she asked Avalon. The makeup girl clasped her hand to her mouth. "God, I'm Sorry, I forgot about one" she explained apologetically. "Can't be helped. We can't waste any more time" asserted Charles, as he began to lead the naked Debbi out into the main office !

The naked Debbi walked nervously out of her office and into the open plan area that housed her team. She had arranged the long blonde wig to cover her boobs and held her hands in front of her pussy but there was nothing that she could do about her bare butt ! She was well used by now to the sound of whoops and wolf whistles accompanying her appearances and there were the usual shouted remarks. 'Looking good boss', 'No, it's Lady Godiva', 'Blonde suits you Deb'. "You can all take a break and watch her leave from the window if you want" called Jeff generously !

Gordon the company security guard was officiously directing things out in the car park where Debbi was alarmed to see the size of the chestnut mare that awaited her. Kieron had sneaked off from his post boy duties and was lurking close by to to grab a close up glimpse of the woman of his dreams. He had already renewed his subscription for SEXFLIX in anticipation of the airing of the Miz No-E special !

Debbi was not going to perform the Lady Godiva rap onscreen in this segment, her pre-recording would simply be played over the footage that was going to be shot of her ride. She looked up askance at the windows of her own company and also of the neighbouring offices, which all seemed full of grinning faces holding aloft phones. "Have you ridden before Deb ?" asked Charles the director, somewhat belatedly considering this aspect of the scenario. "I had donkey rides on the beach as a kid" answered Debbi. "That's great, this is no different" lied Charles. "Nice horsey" said the increasingly nervous Debbi as she was led over to Mercury, the waiting mare.

"Why's she called Mercury ?" Debbi wondered as eager hands helped her up onto the horse's back. Samantha had insisted that historical accuracy demanded Debbi ride bareback, since there was no evidence that Lady Godiva would have had a saddle. No matter that there was not even any evidence of Lady Godiva's actual existence, Samantha wanted revenge for her exposure on the beach ! "Er, just because it's a pretty name" the horse's groom replied to Debbi's original question, thinking it best not to mention that Mercury had been so named after the messenger of the gods because of her speed of flight and her propensity to bolt if alarmed by any sudden noise !

"Where are we going ?" asked Debbi, as the groom began leading Mercury out of the company car park. She had assumed they would just be going around the quiet roads of the industrial estate where the company's offices were housed and people might just get a brief passing view of a curious naked figure while Sean shot some footage for the program. The cameraman was following on the back of a scooter. But the groom was beginning to lead them out onto the main road.

"They told me to lead her through the town and down to the river where they're waiting with a trailer for you to get dressed and stuff" the groom replied. "But I'll get arrested ?" Debbi protested. The groom laughed. "SEXFLIX cleared it with the council. They told them all your naughty bits would be covered and stressed the charitable angle."

Debbi was acutely aware of her spread pussy rubbing against the horse's flesh as she sat astride Mercury. But she could see that in that position it would not be easily visible to any onlookers and the wig remained precariously covering her breasts. That just left a bit of butt crack at the rear. None of that did much to limit the interest of people and traffic as she made her way into the main shopping area of the town however !

There were the usual whistles and catcalls, some complimentary, others derogatory. Debbi's face was a bright red. "Who do you think you are ? Lady Godiva ?" someone called. Debbi was getting more and more het up. "Yes" she was incited to yell back. "It's for charity" she added, feeling the need to justify herself. The groom was relieved that Mercury seemed to be coping well with the ambient background noise. Unfortunately, just as he was starting to get a little complacent, a car backfired loudly in a nearby street. Mercury reared alarmingly and then began to charge headlong down the rest of the High Street with a naked Debbi clinging desperately to her neck !

Somewhere in the recesses of Debbi's mind was the memory of desperately trying to stay aboard the mechanical bull in the Cypriot night club but here there was no soft bouncy flooring to protect her fall. She was pitched forward with her ass in the air and her modesty further compromised but that was the least of her worries and at the speed the horse was travelling, nobody on the street got a clear view of anything they shouldn't. Even Sean on the back of the scooter was struggling to focus !

The sense of panic spread. There was nobody with any experience in controlling a stampeding horse other than her groom, who was stranded a hundred yards back down the road. Charles the director's rather cavalier approach to health and safety was coming back to bite him ! He was alarmed to see the out of control horse careering towards the river, where he was stationed to meet Debbi at the end of her procession through town. Luckily, as she came to the embankment, Mercury planted her feet and came to a sudden halt. Less happily, this sudden action on the horses part propelled Debbi over the animal's shoulder and straight into the river !

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'Aw, poor baby, there there, it's ok'

'Is she alright, she must have had a helluva shock'

'Has anyone got any carrots ? She loves carrots'

People were crowding around the panicked Mercury, who was slowly calming down by the time her groom caught up. "She'll be fine now, she'll be fine. Just let me get her into her horse box."

"Er, shouldn't somebody be helping fish Debbi out of the river ?" remarked Samantha casually.

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The point where Debbi had been pitched into the river was enclosed by a brick embankment and she was unable to clamber out unaided. "Get me out, it's bloody freezing" she yelled as faces began to peer down at her over the top. Sean was too busy filming and it was left to Charles and Avalon to procure a rope from the back of Mercury's horse box. The long blonde wig had disappeared in the flow and it was a somewhat bedraggled Debbi that emerged from the water, awkwardly straddling the embankment wall as she completed her exit.

"Hang on, I'll get a towel" called Avalon, as she hurried to the trailer that had been meant to be Debbi's dressing room at the end of her ride. Now that the horse had been pacified and found to be sound, the attention of the crowd was once more centred on the shivering naked woman. Sean wasn't sure how Charles would use this footage but he continued to shoot anyway and would leave any editing up to the director.

"Did you swallow any of the river water ?" asked Charles. "Don't think so" answered Debbi, teeth chattering. She was grateful for the towel and the minimum warmth and cover that it provided when Ava returned. "I still think we should take her to the hospital to check her over" said Solomon, who had arrived at scene and ascertained what had happened. "Can you take her ? We've got to finish up here and then start work on compiling the show ?" asked Charles. "Sure, no problem" said Solomon.

"I'm fine" protested Debbi as the black entrepreneur led her to his car. "There may be delayed shock, we can't take any chances" Solomon replied. "But my clothes ?" said Debbi, who remained clad only in the inadequate towel. "Someone'll bring them along" Solomon replied reassuringly.

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"Are you famous ?" The small voice seeped into Debbi's heavily sedated consciousness. Her near naked arrival in A & E at the hospital had created quite a stir and despite her protestations that she was fine, the doctors decided that she was suffering from delayed shock and should be kept in under observation for the night. Fortunately, it was deemed that the river water in the town was of a reasonable enough quality that there was no need to pump her stomach, even if she had ingested some of it.

"Are you famous ?" the voice repeated quietly. Debbi tried to take in her surroundings. She was in a bed. Seemed to be a brightly lit predominantly white room. A hospital ? It didn't seem like a regular ward. "Are you famous ?" Debbi turned her head to the side where this persistent voice seemed to be coming from. Debbi had been allocated a private room but the hospital was so busy that a second bed had been wheeled in while Debbi was asleep and was occupied by a teen girl who had been brought in after suffering an overdose.

"Are you famous ?" Debbi tried lifting her throbbing head. "Er, no. I'm not famous" she whispered. The girl was encouraged by getting a response. "But all these flowers ? They said that big bunch is from DollaXL !" Debbi groggily took in the extravagant floral displays arrayed on the other side of her bed. As well as the aforementioned offering from Dolla, there were flowers from SEXFLIX, Lord Tyrone and the charity and from Jeff and the team. "Oh, er, blimey" said Debbi.

"The nurse said you were Miz No-E" the girl continued eagerly. "I love Miz No-E. Are you Miz No-E ?" Debbi tried to gather her scattered thoughts. "No, I'm Debbi. I'm a business woman." She saw the girl's disappointment. "But, um, yeah, I am kinda Miz No-E. I mean I play her. It's an act like, sort of an alter ego." Debbi had to lay her throbbing head back down on the pillow.

"I knew it. I knew you were her. I love you. I love those songs. They are so inspiring, so empowering" said the girl excitedly. "Er, really ?" said Debbi, surprised. To her they were just silly ditties that Jody had written with the express purpose of getting Debbi to show tits and ass. She still didn't appreciate how widely their influence had flown, let alone that it might have had a positive effect on some fans.

"You didn't overdose did you ?" the girl asked, concerned. "No, no" replied Debbi. "Er, it was an accident while filming a scene. I got thrown in the river" she explained. "She overdosed" a second voice pronounced. For the first time Debbi took in that the girl had a visitor, a boy who turned out to be her twin. Debbi propped herself up on her elbow to confront the duo. "No !" she exclaimed. "Why did you do that, that's bad, you mustn't do that."

"I was sad" was all the girl could offer. "But that's silly" said Debbi. "There's no reason to be that sad. Miz No-E wouldn't be sad. She'd tell you there's so much to live for !" She began to get out of the bed and moved unsteadily to the window, oblivious of the fact that all she was wearing was a plain backless hospital gown and that she was mooning the room. The sun was pouring in. "Look at the trees and the park. There are birds and squirrels and life" she demanded. The girl began to cry.

"You're going to get better and be happy again aren't you ?" Debbi demanded. "For Miz No-E ?" The girl wiped her eyes. "I will, for Miz No-E" she affirmed. "Ooh, still a bit dizzy" said Debbi, flopping down on the edge of the girl's bed. "Can you sign this for us ?" the boy asked, brandishing a pen and a magazine. "Sure" said Debbi, clambering back into her own bed and once more flashing her charms. "Just a bit dizzy !"

Debbi's sedation was starting to wear off and she was once more standing gazing out of the window in her backless hospital gown when the girl's parents arrived. "Oh, excuse me, I didn't know Laura was sharing a room" the mother began. "I think they're so busy" said Debbi turning around. "I'm Debbi" she introduced herself. "Otherwise known as Miz No-E" the girl corrected her. "As who ?" asked the bewildered mother. "Miz No-E, she's famous, look at all those flowers" explained Laura. "We've been having a nice chat" said Debbi, whose bare rear was now facing the male twin sat beside his sister's bed. "Er, Dan, can you take Larry down to the canteen for a break ?" the mother addressed her husband, having noted the direction of the teen's gaze ! "He must be famished."

The husband seemed reluctant to leave. "But my, these are beautiful flowers" he remarked. Debbi moved to show him the notes. "That big bunch is from DollaXL" Laura announced portentously from her bed. Her father seemed more impressed by the name of Lord Tyrone as Debbi knelt down to show him the card, causing the gown to gape even more. "Dan, take Larry to the canteen ?" he was sharply reminded.

The mother was somewhat mollified once the male members of her family had gone and Debbi was safely back in her bed, while Laura explained what a help and inspiration it had been talking with Miz No-E, better than any doctors. Her mother was also relieved that Debbi was there as the result of an accident and was not another overdose casualty.

There was one more drama when the doctor came to confirm the all clear for Debbi and announced that she could now get dressed and go home. It then became evident that Debbi didn't have any clothes to go home in. Hasty calls were made to Avalon who promised to come with Debbi's clothes from yesterday as soon as she could. Debbi decided to make use of the time by transferring her flowers across to Laura's side of the room. "No point in me taking them all home" she explained.

She was halfway through this task when the male members of the family returned from the canteen. "Isn't there a match on the TV in reception ?" the mother asked, acutely aware of the acres of bare flesh visible on Debbi's rear view that were expanding as she re-arranged the flowers. "But we've come to visit Laura" her husband objected.

Before any decision could be made, Avalon bustled into the room carrying the bundle of clothes. "Oh, hi Ava, great" said Debbi. "Er, we'll leave you to get dressed" asserted the mother. "No need, you're here to see Laura. I won't take a minute" insisted Debbi, walking over to the far side of her own bed, shucking off the hospital gown and grabbing her bra and pants !

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Debbi's brief stay in hospital had given her morale a boost. Miz No-E remained a total embarrassment to her, though she had always known that her activities in that role had raised an unexpectedly large amount for the neighbourhood charity and now for medical research. But now she also felt good about the encounter with Laura and about how maybe No-E had had other positive impacts that she had not been aware of.

Nevertheless, she remained apprehensive about the upcoming premiere on SEXFLIX of the Miz No-E special. The Telethon had been live and, although there had been multiple repeats of her performance from that night, Debbi had always avoided watching them. But she somehow now felt compelled to sit through this extravaganza totally dedicated to her alter ego. It was something to be endured in private though and so she curled up on her sofa in her PJs, bottle of wine to fortify her !

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As well as the tens of thousands of anonymous SEXFLIX punters, where were other more familiar faces watching ? Kieron was at home, obsessively double checking that his hard drive was all set to record and armed with a plentiful supply of tissues. Gilbert was stuck in security working the night shift but he had his laptop tuned and knew his TV was set up to record at home. Jody and Lynne were partying with some other student friends, amazed at how their creation designed as a joke to show up a snooty cow had grown to such an extent. Jody was especially excited to have been commissioned to write more raps for Debbi on the upcoming tour and had even been dangled the possibility of being flown to Rio for the final gig.

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Perhaps most entertaining was going to be the company WhatsApp group set up by Stew and Simon. They had thought it best not to invite Debbi to join but there were the usual suspects such as Carol and Sandra, Diane and Aditty, Karen from HR. They had not wanted Jeff but he insisted on participating in what he judged would be a further boost to team morale.

All was set as 2300 rolled around and the program began with an introduction from Samantha, reminding those who were not in the know exactly who Miz No-E was. The WhatsApp group was about to get lively !

The show commenced with Debbi performing the new tour rap. WhatsApp got active :

Sandra : Wow, that's some costume !

Carol : What costume ? She's naked !!

Sandra : Well, there's a headdress and heels.

Karen: OMG, is she singing about her vagina and clitoris ?

The screen then showed Debbi's co-dancers holding her spread in the splits.

Diane : Yep, and there they are, displayed in UHD !!!

Stew : Debbi's minge !!!

Simon : Greasy quim

Jeff: Come on guys, show a little respect.

Stew : Oh but I respect that view completely boss.

Jeff : It is very nice.

Aditty : Is that stubble coming through where she's shaved ?

The show soon progressed to the next segment.

Karen : Now she's totally naked !

Simon : That's how we like it.

Sandra : What is she ?

Carol : Eve I think.

Diane : Yikes, is she humping that snake ?

Carol : Or is the snake humping her ?

Diane : This is so funny, she's really going for it !

Carol : Now she's humping the tree branch !!!

Stew : Was that her asshole I saw when she climbed the tree ?

Simon : Not sure, gonna have to play back later. What do you reckon boss ?

Jeff : It is very good.

Simon : But was it her asshole ?

Jeff : I think perhaps it was.

Next up was the Amazon warrior concept.

Diane : This is a bit tame after the first two ?

Simon : Whatever, she's still bare ass naked !

Aditty : Apart from the sexy boots. Ha, ha.

Carol : That bow and arrow looks dangerous.

Stew : But I like the way it shows off her muscles when she's straining.

At this point there was an ad break, during which they showed Debbi the fully dressed business woman in her office recording her appeal for the charity.

Carol : I recognize that place !

Jeff : That's the Debbi we all know and respect.

Diane : Yeah, right, if you say so. Come on, get her kit off again !

Diane soon got her wish as the ad break ended and the Miz N-E special continued with extended footage of Andre, the body paint artist, coating Debbi in gold.

Diane : Ooh lookie there. Debbi's clitoris in close up.

Sandra : Again !

Carol : Being painted gold.

Karen : It sure does get out a lot, she must be enjoying herself !

Aditty : Go figure.

Carol : Nothing to say boys ?

Stew : Just enjoying the view !

Carol : It doesn't get old ?

Stew : Never gets old.

The procedure had been edited but there was more lingering footage of Debbi's tits being painted.

Simon : God, I'd love that guy's job.

Diane : He's probably gay.

Karen : Some men in that field camp it up as a cover.

Aditty : Really ?

Karen : So I've heard.

Sandra : They're going to do her back as well.

Carol : Bloody hell, she's bent over so they can paint between her cheeks !

Diane : And someone's spreading them, that is for sure her asshole boys !!!

Aditty : Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha !! In close up !!!

Stew : I'm speechless

Carol : You're quiet Jeff. Still here ?

Jeff : Still here. Just a little surprised about how explicit it is.

Diane : But you like it though ?

Jeff : I'd better be a little discrete.

Karen : Course he does, he's a man isn't he ?

The actual performance of the James Bond themed gold painted rap was a teeny bit of an anti climax if truth be told but the bonus footage of Debbi and Avalon in the shower washing the paint off more than compensated for that.

Simon : Who's the chick with the purple hair ?

Aditty : And purple pubes ?

Carol : I think I saw her at the office when they were getting ready for Lady Godiva.

Sandra : Yeah, makeup girl or something.

Diane : Debbi and her seem to be into each other. Where's her finger going ?

Carol : Well, they did paint her everywhere, we saw that !!!

Aditty : Ha, ha, ha, ha , ha !!

Debbi was curled up on her sofa watching the screen in horror through her fingers. Once more she was conflicted. Part of herself was reluctantly admitting that she did look pretty damned hot. With the professional backing, even Jody's stupid raps did not sound so bad. But, oh god, the rest of it ! She knew the routines she had performed of course and knew that she was naked, or as good as, in all of them. But she had not known how they were being shot, with lingering close ups of her most intimate places. Dammit, they were displaying views of her that she had never even seen of herself in a mirror ! And then there was the candid footage she hadn't known about, like being painted by Andre and in the shower with Ava.

Debbi knew SEXFLIX had loads of subscribers but she clung to the hope that nobody who knew her was watching. 'I can't imagine anyone at work having a subscription thankfully' she thought. 'I'm sure they wouldn't be interested in that kind of thing.'

Meanwhile the show had moved on to the Brighton beach segment.

Sandra : Is that Brighton ?

Karen : Looks like it. I thought the only time they took her outside was as Godiva ?"

Carol : Nah, I knew from that Samantha bird.

Stew : Look at the crowds, it's packed out.

Diane : The director's having a go at her for moaning about the pebbles !

Stew : They're gonna shoot it again.

Simon : Hey, purple pubes is back !

Aditty : Ha, ha, ha ! And that snooty presenter !

Carol : She never told me she had to get her kit off too !

Diane : She doesn't look best pleased about it !

Stew : But the camera's still mainly focused on Deb.

Diane : And her goosebumps !

There was another commercial break during which Debbi's appeal for the charity was broadcast again but this time they segued into her starting to get undressed out of her work attire in the office.

Diane : Stripping off in the office ! Most irregular Jeff ?

Simon : How often I've wished she'd do that.

Carol : It's happened more often than you might think. Remember Secret Santa ?

Simon : Ha, ha. How could I forget ?

Stew : Is it weird after all we've seen to find her standing there in her regular bra and pants incredibly sexy ?

Diane : Whatever turns you on !

Jeff : No, you're right. Even wearing her tights.

Carol : Jeff !!! You're not supposed to have those kind of thoughts about your protégé !

Stew : They're quite sexy undies anyway.

Sandra : And now they're coming off !

Aditty : And oh gawd, it's that blonde wig !

Gilbert was cursing the automated clocks he had to punch around the building to prove he was making his scheduled rounds during the night shift. He had delayed it as long as he could to catch the gold body painting segment but missed the actual spy themed rap and most of Aphrodite. Still, like the other males, he had gotten a perverse thrill out of Debbi stripping off her everyday clothes in the office and he knew he had the whole thing recorded safely at home for repeated viewing.

Kieron was having a different problem. Each scene had at least three or four wank worthy moments and he couldn't keep up. Well, he did keep it up so to speak but had to keep breaking off from viewing to relieve himself. Whatever, he had the same consolation that his viewing pleasure for the next several months was safely recorded.

Sandra : Look, there we all are in the back of the shot as she's walking out through the office.

Carol : Look at the look on the face of that lecherous old git Gilbert while he organizes the car park !

Aditty : I always find him a bit creepy.

Karen : I know Debbi does too but he's getting the last laugh on her !

Stew : Never mind Gilbert, that's a great view of Deb getting a hand up onto the horse.

Diane : She doesn't look very comfortable up there. I guess someone from her social background wouldn't know anything about horses.

Carol : Miaow, that's a bit catty Di ?

Diane : Well, she wouldn't would she, look at her up there. Not a clue.

Stew : Nice ass though !

Aditty : They're taking her right through the middle of town.

Karen : Well they must have done mustn't they for her to have to end up in the river !!!

At that point, the footage changed from the clear professional depiction of 'Lady Godiva' on her horse to a speeded up Keystone Kops sequence of the naked Debbi disappearing into the distance, ass upwards and clinging onto the out of control Mercury for dear life. Sean had just managed to catch a distant shot of Debbi being launched over the horse's neck and into the river, at which point the scene cut to where the cameraman had caught up and had clear professional footage of Debbi straddling the embankment wall as she was helped out of the river and dried off.

Simon : The splits again !

Carol : And the goosebumps !

Diane : OMG, that was the funniest thing I've ever seen.

Karen : The whole thing was comedy gold.

Diane : Gonna watch it all again boys ? I know you must have it recorded.

Stew : Erm, it might just be worth a repeat viewing

Simon : Or three !!!

Diane : You'll have to arrange a company showing at Christmas Jeff. You know, boost morale and all that ?

Jeff : Weeell ? Christmas is a way off just yet !

Samantha was explaining in a voiceover that Debbi had been fine after an overnight stay in hospital, as the program ended with a montage of the choicest moments and a scrolling reminder of the charity donation line. Debbi reached for the off switch and took another long gulp of wine ! God, that had been so embarrassing. But she hoped that more funds had been raised for medical research and consoled herself with how unlikely it was that anyone she knew had been watching !