It was dark outside when Donald answere the door. She had said she would be there at 6 o clock but now it was more like 9.00. She was fucked and asked if she could take him for a ride

For a moment he thought she might be after his arse. But she didn't seem quite as psychotic as most of the people he'd met latelty so he put on a dress and cleaned the kitchen floor.

Donald made a living nowadays as a dole investigator

.............

She spent days trailing around after him, collecting video footage for her net site and listening to stories about the time Shiela Tequilla and he had "been too much for Naples".

The pantomime developed loosely around the tale of Cinderella. Donald was Donald, the Prince was a filthy frog, the Sista a naughty nun and Buttons a grumpy lecturer

It all went well until the night of the performance, when, after drinking the free vodka, Donald had to lick the stage clean and the entire cast

She became entirely consummed by her desire for Donald

and the hotel fire alarm went off at 5.00am in the morning. They all looked dog rough, except for Donald who had matching blue cotton Pyjamas.

They never found out "who done it" but they all lived hapily ever after