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                                  Andrew Roller Presents
                              NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
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                                         Chapter Six

         We ran, bare bottomed, our legs flashing in the night.  We wore little 
vests to protect us from the cold.  The air was unseasonably chilly.  I 
clutched my vest tightly, as much from fear as from the cold.  IÕd grabbed 
the vests as we ran through the kitchen, fleeing from the restaurant.  They 
were small waitress vests, difficult to button if you had big boobs.  They 
made your breasts stick up revealingly if you got the thing buttoned up as 
it should be.  None of us had time for that.  We clutched our vests against 
the cold, holding them.  Otherwise we were quite naked.
         Rose ran ahead, leading the way.  I followed, my hand clasped firmly 
in MelissaÕs.  She was crying loudly, her bottom red and sore.
         ÒQuiet!Ó  I hissed.  ÒWeÕre trying to escape!Ó
         ÒOoooh!  It hurts so much!Ó Melissa cried out about her tushy.
         ÒForget your bottom for a moment, please?!Ó I begged her.  We must 
not be heard as we dashed away, lest Lord Algonquin follow us too easily.
         We reached the end of the parking lot.  Our redheaded leader had not 
her purse, nor keys to any car.  Boldly she stepped onto the roadway and 
stuck her thumb out.
         Cars screeched.  There was a sound of crashing metal.  Two vehicles 
stopped, then three more.  Striding quickly, Rose picked the best car.  A 
Jaguar.  She tried the side passenger door.  For a moment I stood gulping 
as it stayed closed.  Then, suddenly, the driver unlocked it and Rose popped 
it open.  She looked inside, her boobs hanging down, swinging nakedly there 
alongside the freeway, like traffic lights in a storm.  Her bare heinie 
stuck up behind her.  It mooned Melissa and I as we stumbled up behind her.
         ÒOkay,Ó I heard Rose say to the driver.  She turned her head to us.  ÒI 
made a deal.  Get in,Ó she said.  Simple, clear, direct.  I liked her way with 
the world.  She told it what she wanted and it provided.

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