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 an energetic creature and asked if she could fuck her dog

For a moment he thought she might be taking the piss. But she didn't seem quite as psychotic as most of the people he'd met latelty so he went into the kennel and took out the vacuum cleaner.

Donald made a living nowadays as a naked cleaner

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

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 dog, the Sista a carpet and Buttons a mess

It all went well until the night of the performance, when, after drinking the free vodka, Donald invited a cat

She took cocaine and shaged the puppy

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 moved to another kennel