Gingerly, Mia closed the door behind her. Wearing nothing but her red sexy lingerie, she was glad to escape from the braying eyes of the lascivious audience and the scornful glances of the imperious backstage crew. Mia had found the past hour utterly exhilarating, it may sound perverse to some, but her gunging, in the car wash, had been one of the most gratifying experiences of her entire life. The sheer scale was far greater than she could ever have imagined or have looked to accomplish with her friends back home.

She had never even considered the possibility of being gunged under galloons of cow manure before, but now her mind was wild with ideas. To be fair, Mia, Lavender, Georgia et al just didn't have that sort of money. But now, anything was possible. In fact, Mia wondered just how Aiko's production company were paying for everything themselves, but that wasn't really any of Mia's concern.

Despite her initial worries and fears, Mia was delighted that her friends had egged her on to appearing on the show. Furthermore, the first game had strengthened her love for her sister, Rosie, who had reminded her of her caring, tender nature when presented with an opportunity to humiliate her younger sibling. But that didn't mean that Rosie deserved to avoid a gunging in return. For despite Rosie's best efforts, Mia had still been utterly obliterated, thus increasing her unwavering desire for revenge.

Mia had had more sensual, salacious messy experiences: moments shared with her oldest friend Jessica and her partner Ava would stay with her forever. Yet when the beautiful Tori had joined her in the car wash, it was the wam enthusiast's dream utterly come true. Not only was Tori a genuine celebrity, but she was equally stunning and deserving of the gunge. At times fearless and wicked, at others, bashful, precious and afraid, Tori's capricious mood swings had made their experience together thrillingly wild and unpredictable. Normally, Mia could tell within five seconds whether someone would enjoy the prospect of being gunged. Victims either bravely embraced their fate or squealed pitifully like a child. But Tori was just impossible to second guess. Which was why, against her better judgement, Mia, captivated by what may happen next, had accepted Tori's invitation to bathe in her room.

Tori had invited Mia to join her, under the premise of helping her defeat her cunning sister on the show. It was hard to tell which teenager wanted Mia to win more, for Rosie had played a crucial role in Tori's downfall, causing her own desire for revenge. But Mia was unsure of Tori's real intentions, for the raven-haired enigma appeared troubled, like she desperately holding something back. Unlike most other girls Mia knew, Tori appeared to build a wall around her emotions, never fully trusting or allowing anybody through.

Mia herself felt conflicted. Though she furiously wanted to win, she absolutely wouldn't cheat. Jessica had never had any qualms about bending the rules, neither did Ava, but Mia liked to think that she had integrity, she always played by the rules. Besides, it wouldn't be fair on Rosie, Ava or Sophie (her fellow competitors), if she was to use any ill-gotten insider knowledge to conspire against them.

"Would you be so kind as to help me out of my dress", Tori inquired as soon as Mia had shut the door. Mia looked at the raven-haired beauty and blushed. Undeterred, Tori continued, "My dress seems to have shrunk under the sheer volume of water thrown at us. I don't like to admit it, but it's starting to chafe." Tori grinned knowingly before straightening out a crease in her purple dress.

Moments earlier, Mia and Tori had just received a thorough washing down by the delighted Penny and Bonnie, two obnoxious members of the crew with whom Tori had clearly got off on the wrong foot. Even sweet natured Mia could see the tension rise between them, especially whenever the blonde, Penny, aimed her hose at poor Tori's pretty little face. Tori, on the other hand, seemed blind to Penny's passive aggressive behaviour. Gullibly, she'd believed that she'd reconciled with the pair after what was apparently a big misunderstanding. Though that wasn't to say that she actually liked them, but rather they had appeared to stop giving her grief. Which, to a girl as lonely and caught adrift as Tori, was more or less the same thing. Encouragingly, Bonnie had even agreed to help her fix her shower, which Tori was now led to believe was working like a dream. Mia hadn't had enough time to press Tori into explaining any further, and anyway it would be rude to pry.

But what Mia did know was that Bonnie's hose had rather conveniently run out of warm water, meaning that Mia, in particular, was shivering and covered in a rather unattractive array of goose bumps after being blasted by the brunette's incessant freezing spray of her hose. Furthermore, she still had random pieces of banana, mud and cow manure lodged within her underwear and knotted in her mahogany hair. But now she was away from the public eye, Mia could afford to scratch her nether regions without fear of being seen or judged. Likewise, for Tori, her dressing room was her private sanctuary, her escape from the prying, carping eyes of the world. Only here, amongst her own possessions and her own clothes did she truly feel safe and at ease. Tori felt Mia was a kindred spirit, inviting her in hadn't been easy, but Tori felt she could trust her and maybe, just maybe, they could become good friends.

"Okay," Mia replied tentatively, her heart beginning to race. Mia felt her pulse pound and throb, as stretching, she arched her neck. Nervous, she touched her hand to her collarbone to calm herself down. She barely knew Tori, but found herself drawn towards her. Mia doubted that her Ava would be overly happy to discover that her girlfriend was helping another pretty young girl undress. To make matters worse, Ava was potentially about to go through a painfully traumatic experience herself on set. Could Mia really betray her just a few hundred yards away? "Mia, don't be afraid. I'm not hitting on you. Remember, I'm in love" Tori spluttered dreamily, when she sensed the brunette was hesitating. "Really?" Came the overly surprised reply. Realising who Tori was referring to, Mia quickly apologetically added, "Oh Matty! He really is lucky boy." Mia blushed, realising that she had sounded overly sincere.

Tori giggled and turned around. Mia took a few tentative steps towards her and grasped the zip on the back of her purple skater dress. Mia gently pulled the zip down a few inches, her knuckles scrapping against Tori's bare back as she moved. Mia felt Tori's heart beat quicken as her fingers caressed her spine. "Thanks Mia. Now, just pull it down", added Tori, her voice appearing calmer than her pulse would otherwise suggest. Noticing Tori's bare shoulder blades, Mia remembered that the teenager wasn't wearing a bra. Mia took hold of the purple fabric and slowly drew it down Tori's back, tenderly past her silk black panties and carefully onto the floor. From behind, Tori looked divine. Mia couldn't help but stare at Tori's cute little behind, which trembled as the teenager hurriedly brushed slime away from the area between her breasts.

Once satisfied, Tori stepped out of the dress and nonchalantly turned around. Her bare breasts swayed as she swivelled and Mia blushed once more as Tori caught her greedy stare. "Cheeky", Tori remarked, yet still she resisted covering up her small, moist chest. Instead she brushed banana off the side of her flat stomach with the outside of her left thumb. Continuing to impress, Tori added, "I've got two showers in the bathroom, once we've washed away all the muck, we can have a quick jump into the Jacuzzi like I promised before. I've already let Parvati know that I won't be reappearing for Ava and Sophie's segment, I'm sure she understands. She had to be complicit in my gunging earlier, so she can hardly complain if I go on strike, don't you think? So, I reckon that gives us just over an hour before we have to go back to hair and make-up. We can watch what's happening on stage on the TV monitor to your left. I doubt we'll be able to get rid of the smell of manure in time to catch it live anyway." As Tori spoke, Mia took in the epic splendour of Tori's dressing room, which was twice the size of her own bedroom back home. Taking a moment to digest everything that Tori had just said, Mia nervously replied, "Okay, do you want to go first?" Mia summoned up all of her available strength to look Tori in the eye as she spoke, so tempting was the joys of her chest, heaving just inches below.

Tori looked graciously at her guest before confiding, "No need, you don't have to be embarrassed. I don't care if you're a lesbian, I'm happy for you to see me in the nude. Look." Tori slipped off her panties and posed like the Greek Goddess Aphrodite. Mia giggled as her nerves drifted effortlessly away. Unable to resist, Mia stared down at Tori's trim bush, drawing Tori's eyes down towards her private area in return. Raising her chin as she spoke, Tori continued, "See, nothing to be ashamed of, it's all just skin and hair. Right, come one Mia, now, it's your turn." Though nominally shy about her own body in public, Tori's inhibitions would quickly evaporate when on stage. So, whenever the teenager felt any nerves, she would imagine she was performing and her nerves would drift away.

Mia gulped before reminding herself that she wasn't about to cheat on sweet Ava. She unhooked her bra and bent forward, before placing it carefully on the carpeted floor. Tori scrutinized Mia as she bent down, her breasts swaying as she leant over. Next, Mia placed her two thumbs inside her knickers and slowly pulled them down over her shaved hamstrings and her calves. "No wonder Ava's a lesbian" joked Tori, "You're hot!" Mia turned around to pick up her bra once more, allowing Tori to look down upon her pert toned bum. Nervous, Mia dropped her knickers and bra as she went to place them on the dressing room table. Tori strode over to her as she bent down once again and hooked her hand around her delicate waist. "Don't be silly, come on, let's get clean."

Tori helped Mia up to her feet, and with their sides touching, led her over to the showers. Tori stood underneath the shower closest to the door. Mia watched wondrously as water flowed down over her black hair and her youthful, swollen breasts. She looked up, allowing the water to swell over her dainty face. Closing her eyes, she sighed and clutched at her left breast. "Mia, don't just stand there, come join me", Tori barked, bossily. Mia tried to squeeze past Tori, but her left thigh brushed against Tori's behind as she stumbled past. "Sorry", Mia apologised, still blushing. Tori laughed, reached over and ruffled Mia's hair. "Silly Mia", Tori teased before slapping her on the bum. Embarrassed, Mia took hold of the shower tap and turned. To her shame, Tori could only watch on in horror as Mia became engulfed in a jet of thick brown mud. Mia screamed as the mud submerged her entire body and clogged in her silken mahogany hair. Horrified and helpless, Tori spat out, "That bitch!" From the very top of her lungs. Mia meanwhile, grasped blindly for the tap to turn off the flow of mud that continued to deluge her pale white skin. But unable to see, Mia could do nothing to halt the thud of the hideous onslaught.

Leaping to her aid, Tori angrily wrenched off the tap to the shower. Her hair still dripping with mud, Mia accusingly crowed, "So is this why you invited me in here, to humiliate me? How could you?" Poor Mia was close to tears. Shy and defensive, she drew her arms across her slimy chest. Distraught, Tori replied, "It wasn't me Mia, honestly. It was Bonnie, maybe Penny too, the women who washed us down earlier. Remember, I told you, Bonnie offered to fix my shower a few days ago. She must have meddled with it then. Come to think of it, I don't think I've used it since. The mud was meant for me, not you." Mia wiped the mud from her eyes before replying, "Okay, I believe you. I guess it all makes sense. They seemed to be rather enjoying spraying jets of water in your face earlier, I have to admit."

Suddenly, there came a loud, hollow, knock on Tori's changing room door. "Tori, are you alright? We heard you scream. Is everything okay?" It was Penny, trying desperately hard not to gloat. "See!" Exclaimed Tori quietly. "No doubt they were hanging around outside my changing room waiting for me to have a shower. Penny, I've never liked, she's all fake smiles and platitudes. I may have been complementing her earlier, because in all honesty she really does do a great job, but deep down she wholly scares me too. But two-faced Bonnie is far, far worse. She pretends to be your friend, laughs at your jokes, she buys you a coffee and yet all the time she was planning and waiting to humiliate me. What a bitch! I'm going to give them a piece of my mind." Tori then took a deep breath and shouted through the door, "There's a problem with the shower. I'll be out in a minute, perhaps you two could have a look." "Oh no, what's happened?" Bonnie shouted back, in mock surprise.

Tori began to wrap a towel around her waist when Mia grabbed her by the arm. "Wait, stop" she whispered, before forcibly grabbing the towel off of her friend. "You can't go out and challenge them", Mia trilled. "Why not?" Tori whispered in reply. "Because you aren't covered in mud. They heard someone scream, they clearly presume it was you. If you're clean, they'll know someone else is in here with you", Mia diligently explained. Tori's face fell as she realised that Mia had a point. "I'll be out in a minute Bonnie", Tori shouted once again. "I'll just put on my dressing gown, if I can find it!" Tori was cleverly playing up her image as a dozy klutz in order to buy herself some much needed time. To her great relief, her tormentors, though impatient to witness their prize, wholeheartedly swallowed her excuse.

Tori switched places with Mia and turned on the shower. Mia blocked her from leaving until Tori's body was thoroughly caked in the slimy, viscous mud. Tori then jumped out the shower and quickly wrapped her dressing gown around her naked, dripping, body. "Mia, you'll have to hide, you can't stay in here, this will be the first place that they look", she opined. With no time to towel herself down, Mia ran behind the dressing screen, leaning against the wall opposite the large oval mirror which took centre stage in Tori's dressing room. Tori meanwhile marched over to the door, increasingly irate, ready to let her nemeses inside. Mia, still naked, simply prayed that wild, unpredictable, Tori simply knew what she was doing.

Bonnie and Penny, both wearing matching black tracksuit bottoms and tight black t-shirts had indeed been responsible for meddling with Tori's shower. Ever since Tori had confused the pair as members of the hair and make-up department, the two gunge tank creators had been eager to gain their revenge. Time and time again, Tori had unwittingly asked them to do menial jobs that were way below their pay grade. They weren't runners, they weren't in charge of making the coffee, they weren't here to flatter and fawn all over her. No, they were a vital, integral part of the show. Penny would like to see Bill or Arjan make a gunge tank as formidable as theirs. Knowing Bill, his would leak for sure. Arjan's previous effort, when Mia had been dunked by mistake instead of Georgia, showed that he still had a lot to learn. Though to be fair, neither Bonnie nor Penny were to know that Ava had in fact cajoled Bill into sabotaging Arjan's best efforts simply for her own gratification. So Arjan wasn't really as bad as they thought.

Nevertheless, poor Tori hadn't realised who they were and had thus stirred antipathy between them as the weeks progressed. Following a moment of vulnerability, Bonnie had felt a pang of pity towards the teen. But then, as a joke, Tori had pied her, thus destroying all trust between the pair.
Nonetheless, Bonnie's kind nature had got the better of her and she had volunteered to help fix Tori's shower. But Penny had realised that this would give them the perfect opportunity to wreak their revenge. The sisters stayed late after work one night and fixed up a hidden panel above Tori's shower, filled with copious amounts of fresh mud. Being the more practical of the two (compared to Penny's genius for ideas), Bonnie had rerouted the shower pipe and built a screen covering their subterfuge. Furthermore, due to Tori's sickening love of air freshener, she'd miraculously failed to smell the more than subtle change of odour emanating from the room.

Ever the calculating flirt, blonde, blue eyed Penny had acquired from the stage manager a copy of the key to Tori's dressing room door. Wanting to surprise Tori further, Penny had hidden a few buckets of gunge and gooey pies in Tori's airing cupboard. Bonnie meanwhile, kept replaying the moment that Tori had pied her in the boob in her conflicted, vengeful mind. She'd reacted angrily at the time, but having reflected upon it later had realised that Tori had just meant it as a well-meaning joke. Unfortunately for Bonnie, her sister was an expert story teller. Tale after tall tale followed whereby Penny painted a picture of Tori as a foolish, selfish young woman. According to Penny, Tori was a spoilt brat who repeatedly let go of doors into many of her colleagues' face. Furthermore, Tori was a shrew who sent back perfectly warm cups of coffee, simply because they weren't in her favourite, dirty, mug. But worst of all, Tori would carelessly rip her costumes that the designers had spent weeks preparing. After the end of every story, Penny would always remind Bonnie that Tori was a stuck-up prig, a moniker that stuck in the older sister's mind whenever she felt a pang of conscience after being rude to the teen in return. In truth, letting go of the door and ripping the dress had just been clumsy mistakes, whereas the coffee had been piping hot and the mug didn't have a big enough handle, what else could she do but to ask it to be returned?

To compound Tori's misery, Bill and Arjan continued to moan to Bonnie about how Tori was always just getting in their way. When not rehearsing, Tori was always at a loose end. She wanted to help, but what did she know about catapults and trap doors? Absolutely nothing. It became clear to everyone that nobody on the backstage crew seemed to care for her. No wonder that she was trying to make friends with the contestants! The short of it all was that Bonnie's mind hardened against the teenager and she agreed to go along with her sister's evil plan. Feeling inspired, Bonnie borrowed a pair of handcuffs from a friend and hid them in the cupboard with all the pies. The sisters then slipped away unseen and waited for Tori to have a fateful shower.

But three days had passed and to their great frustration Tori had somehow avoided their devious trap. The clear flaw in Penny's thinking being that there were two showers in Tori's dressing room, and through habit she had always used the same, unblemished one. Penny reassured Bonnie that it was just a matter of time. They could always break in and disassemble the other one if need be. Hanging around Tori's dressing room at the end of every dress rehearsal, the sisters waited in eager anticipation and today, finally, their greatest wish had delightfully come true.

Standing on the other side of the corridor, Penny had been lucky enough to hear the scream. She beckoned Bonnie over, and the pair, trying not to grab anybody else's attention, ran over to Tori's door. Unfortunately, but as expected, it was locked. Penny didn't want Tori to know that she had a key to her door, she wanted to keep that a surprise. So, she tried to coax the teen out of her room. The rest of the crew were helping Bill and Arjan rid the studio of the smell of cow manure. So undetected, they were unlikely to get caught. Hopefully everyone would also be so preoccupied with the smell of manure that nobody would realise that they were gone. Penny in particular didn't like being accused of not pulling her weight. She worked hard, she deserved this little reward.

Bonnie smiled at Penny after perceiving that it was her intervention, not Penny's that had persuaded Tori to walk straight into their trap. There were advantages to being personable after all. Tori opened the door and the two sisters both stifled a laugh. Tori's hair was dripping with mud, her stained silk dressing gown was ruined beyond repair. Looking down, Bonnie could see Tori's wet, erect nipples through the thin layer of silk. "Well", she thought to herself, "She's seen far more of me after all." "We came as soon as we heard, what can we do to help?" Asked Penny, obsequiously. "There's a problem with the shower. The water doesn't seem very clean to me. It's almost like I'm covered in mud." Tori replied, without a hint of irony or concern. Penny hid a smirk. Tori was giving it back as good as she got. Pieing a combative, feisty opponent would be so much more fun than destroying a snivelling, pathetic wreck. For otherwise, where's the thrill in the chase?

"Shall we have a look then?" Penny growled, before pushing past Tori before she had another chance to reply. Still seething, Tori bit her lip as Penny's shoulder brushed past her own. Bonnie, tried to avoid eye contact with Tori, preferring to stare at the floor as she followed her sister inside. "The duplicitous bitch can't even look me in the eye" Tori seethed under her breath, as she carefully closed the door.

Once inside, Penny marched straight towards the shower. Pretending to be oblivious to the fault, she purposely turned the incorrect shower. Standing a few feet away, she scrunched up her face in mock confusion as water spilled out onto the floor. "Everything seems fine here Tori" she remarked. Stepping to the side, Penny pushed Bonnie towards the second shower. Bonnie paused, she didn't want to get too close to the shower, for she knew what would be in store. Carefully, Bonnie turned off the first shower without getting wet. She reached out towards the second shower, but it was just out of reach. Tentatively, she took another step. Suddenly, Tori leapt forward and turned on the first shower, drenching the unfortunate Bonnie, who had been standing underneath, in the process.

To make matters worse, the temperature had been set to cold. The brunette shrieked as the freezing water splashed down against her skin, disappearing down under her sodden t-shirt and over her impressive chest. Her trouser offered her no protection and she felt the cold swell of the water soak into her knickers and flow down her legs. Her make-up beginning to run, Bonnie scowled and flicked her fringe off her forehead as she twisted to turn the tap back off. But already caked in mud, Tori no longer minded getting wet. So, she kept her right hand positioned over the shower tap, preventing Bonnie from ending her surprise soaking. Bonnie had nowhere to go, except towards the second shower. Unbelievably, she was trapped.

"Oh, it does that sometimes", Tori lied gleefully, before adding, "I think you might need to have a look at the other one too." Penny laughed at her sister's misfortune and self-servingly took a step backwards, out of harm's way. Mirroring her sister, Bonnie, embarrassed, took half a step forward, out of range of either shower. Unsure of what to do, she reached forwards and turned on the second shower. Mud began to dribble out and splashed down at her jittery feet. Suddenly, Tori surged forwards and barged her adversary under the thick flow of the mud. Bonnie screamed unashamedly as her face and hair became plastered with the brown sludge. Tori was now herself standing under the first shower and thus received another thorough drenching of her own as a result. But it was a sacrifice worth taking, for she was able to block poor Bonnie's only realistic chance of escape. As the seconds ticked by, Bonnie felt mud squirm into her underwear and down over her previously snug toes. Her trainers clearly weren't very mud resistant, rendering them useless for her chosen line of work. Involuntarily, she looked upwards, which proved to be a great mistake. Splatters of mud blinded her and ran down into her nose. Now coughing, it took two attempts to finally switch off the shower, much to Tori and Penny's great delight.

Annoyed, Bonnie turned around and grabbed at Tori's dressing gown. The teenager tried to jump out of the way, but she only proceeded in tugging lose the knot of her thread. Agonisingly, the dressing gown began to unwind and following another tug by Bonnie, slipped tragically to the floor. Standing naked between her two tormentors, Tori screamed in embarrassment as the cold water continued to pour. Her left arm covered her breasts as her right arm reached down to her crotch. Bending slightly, she was at the mercy of Bonnie, who had she had enough foresight could have pulled her nemesis under the shower of mud without a tussle. But Bonnie was still unable to see clearly herself. Scraping the gritty mud from her eyes, she pitifully awaited her sister's next move.

Had she had the chance, Penny would have soaked in the glory of Tori exposing herself with little remorse or contrition. She could have backed her into the corner and pied and slimed her there and then. But circumstances dictated that poor, ingenuous Tori would be given a chance to escape. "Hang on" murmured Penny, her jovial demeanour swiftly switching to that of confusion. "Your scream sounds different than before. There's someone else here isn't there?" "No", Tori fibbed nervously before turning around and switching off the shower. Perceptively, Penny saw through Tori's feeble lies. "I reckon it's that pretty brunette, Mia. She's hiding somewhere, here isn't she?" Mia gulped. In all the confusion she would have had plenty of time to make her escape. If only she had been wearing any clothes!

What's she doing in here with you I wonder?" The blonde continued. "No one else is here Penny", Tori bawled in reply. Tori tried to sound stern and commanding, but her fearful, fast blinking eyes gave her away. Street smart Penny just couldn't be fooled. "Well there's just one way to find out", Penny cried out in delight. Penny ran from the shower room and discretely unlocked the door to the airing room cupboard. Tori meanwhile bent down to put her dressing gown back on. As she did so, Bonnie pushed past her squashing her nose and cheeks against the wall. Scowling again as she walked, and still dripping with slimy mud, Bonnie was now even more desperate than her sister for revenge. Mia winced as she heard Bonnie thud into the room. It would only be a matter of time before they found her. For a start, the faint trial of mud was sure to give her away.

Penny's first response was to go look in the wardrobe. Thumbing through the range of Tori's expensive dresses, the blonde felt a pang of extreme jealousy. Feeling the fabric of the red wrap dress between her fingers, she imagined wearing the garment herself. She was only an inch taller than Tori, perhaps it would fit. Unlike Bonnie, their chests were of a similar size after all. But every time she imagined herself wearing anything expensive, Penny felt the nagging doubt that her beautiful older sister, Rachel, would look more stunning wearing it than herself. Depressed, Penny snapped out of her reverie and bent forward to look under the dressing table. Frustrated, she brushed a knotty hairbrush onto the floor.

"Why are you doing this?" Tori whispered to Bonnie. "I thought we were friends." "So did I", came the reply. "But you treat me and my sister like dirt. We aren't lackeys you know. Anyway, it just comes naturally to you to be rude. If you didn't like my coffee, why didn't you tell me, instead of going behind my back and bitching about me to Bill?" Tori shot a look of surprise. She couldn't remember ever complaining about Bonnie to Bill, he was always so busy rushing around that he would never have listened to her, even if she had tried. Tori took a brief breath, before replying, "Look, I'm sorry if I've acted rather aloof recently, but I don't know anybody here and I haven't exactly been made to feel very welcome."

Bonnie looked down incredulously at the teen. "The matter remains however, that if Arjan, who likes everybody, doesn't like you, then you must be doing something wrong." Tori flicked through her mind, trying to remember when she had been rude to Arjan. Yes, she had accidentally let go of the door as he was carrying a drill and a saw. Aside from the health and safety considerations, it was an incredibly rude thing to do. But she simply hadn't realised that he was there. He knew that too, she was sure of it. There must be something more, but bewilderingly she just didn't have a clue. Gradually however, it all came flooding back to her. The first time that they had met, Tori had assumed that he was a runner. He had come to friendlily introduce himself, and she had assumed that he was offering to hang up her coat. She playfully tossed it towards him, accidentally sending it arching over his head. He'd laughed it off at the time, but perhaps he had taken offence.

Next, Tori remembered how he had been talking to Bill about struggling to think of a present to buy for his sister's birthday. He'd left it to the last minute as always and as it was too late to buy anything online, he desperately needed Bill's rather leftfield help. The two men then laughed about the futility of buying presents for women. Standing nearby, Tori had unwisely ticked them off for being sexist, but Bill complained that they were only meaning it as a joke.

The next day, Arjan had had to stay late to help make changes to Aiko's dressing room. The changes were only necessary due to Tori's own request for a larger room. Suddenly it struck her. Because of her, Arjan had had to miss his own sister's birthday! No wonder he didn't like her. Why hadn't he said anything? Tori wouldn't have minded, she hadn't been in any rush. Now, Arjan was a pretty easy-going kind of guy. He didn't like people to make a fuss, he didn't like drama queens. But being dramatic was Tori's speciality, it helped her deal with her fraying nerves and her irrepressible stress. She'd got into a panic at seeing a spider in her dressing room two days ago and chastised him for laughing at her. Bending down to pick the spider up, he'd hit his head on the dressing room table. Naturally, she had laughed at him in return. But his head was bleeding, he didn't see the funny side, yet still he didn't complain. Tori realised that she'd been so disrespectful. She hadn't meant to be, but first impressions matter a lot, and she'd really spectacularly messed hers up.

With Bonnie and Tori busy sniping at each other in the shower room, Penny took the opportunity to open the airing room cupboard once more. Reaching in, she took out the handcuffs and closed the door. Mia, however saw it all. There were pies and buckets in the cupboard, presumably they were meant for Tori. Mia couldn't sit back and let her friend get humiliated once more. She would have to do something. But how could she, without getting caught? Bonnie and Tori's bickering began to increase in volume. "We need this show to work, this is our job, if it's a flop, we're finished. You can go back to your job on that stupid soap, it doesn't matter to you if we fail. You're only contracted for one episode anyway", Bonnie snarled. Continuing to work herself up, Bonnie growled, "So if you come in with all your highfalutin demands and mess it all up, we're the ones who suffer. I bet that dressing gown costs more than I make in a week, we're not all made of money." But Tori wasn't going to back down. "What! What have I done to mess everything up?" She shouted in return. Bonnie grinned and cracked her knuckles before letting fly, "For a start, you helped set up that brunette to be pied, just before she was about to go on, and then you basically fondled her in the car wash." Listening intently, even Mia had to admit that Bonnie had a point.

Now on the defensive, Tori cried "I didn't mean to, look I apologise, I just got carried away. Mia knows that I didn't mean it." Tori suddenly realised her mistake, but it was too late. "So, she is here, wait until I tell Penny", boomed Bonnie. But she needn't have bothered, for Penny heard every word. "Please don't", Tori pleaded, "I thought you were friendly and kind, not some two-faced bitch." "Me, two faced! What about you?" Bonnie snapped, incredulously. "You were playing best pals with me on Monday and then you go about insulting both me and my sister behind our backs." "When? When did I do that?" Asked Tori, genuinely confused. Irate, Bonnie replied, "You told the guys about my tattoos, they weren't supposed to know about my Charybdis, I don't want my crotch to be a topic of conversation in the canteen!" Tori, involuntarily, stared down at Bonnie's crotch. "No, I didn't, who told you that?" The teenager was now beginning to feel overwhelmed.

But, Bonnie refused to feel any pity. Continuing, Bonnie moaned, "Arjan overheard Dave, you know, one of the pervy cameraman talk about me yesterday. Who else would have told him? Are you calling me a liar?" Without thinking, Tori shouted back "Yes! Yes I am." "You bitch!" Screeched Bonnie in return. Deeply offended, Tori slapped Bonnie on the left cheek. In response, Bonnie grabbed Tori by the arm and marched her into the dressing room. Penny, so captivated and intrigued by the burgeoning argument, momentarily paused in her search for Mia. But she soon snapped back to business once her sister came storming in to join her. "Penny, Mia's here somewhere, let's fish her out and teach this hussy a lesson. Give me the handcuffs", Bonnie seethed in a deep rage.

Penny looked over at the dressing screen. Mia had to be there. She'd looked everywhere else after all. Penny thought she saw a shadow move ever so slightly up against the wall. Mia winced, she sensed that she'd been rumbled. As Penny marched over towards where Mia was hiding, the brunette tried to hold her breath. Within seconds, Penny was barely three feet away. Mia kept perfectly still, hoping and praying for a miracle. Mia didn't believe in God, but even she was duly impressed when one seemingly occurred. Instead of pulling back the dressing screen, Penny paused and turned around. "Here", she said, as she handed Bonnie the handcuffs. "Cuff Tori to the clothes rack, and I'll bring out the supplies." Bonnie, with one hand wrapped around Tori's wrist took the handcuffs from her sister with glee. Tori, the slighter and weaker of the pair, struggled and failed to wrestle herself free. Holding back tears, she cried, "Bonnie, please. Don't do this. Don't be like your sister, I know deep down, you are a good person." "It's far too late for flattery Tori, now stay still", came Bonnie's muffled reply. Penny meanwhile, crossed over to the other side of the room and opened the door to the airing cupboard once again.

Mia sensed it was time to intervene. Still naked, she jumped out from behind the dressing screen, and barged into Bonnie, knocking her over. First to react, Mia picked up the handcuffs, and cuffed Bonnie's right wrist to the clothes rack behind her. Penny, clutching a custard pie, turned around in surprise. "Well this is interesting", cackled the blonde. Casting a judging eye, the blonde scrutinized every inch of Mia's naked body. She was both impressed and jealously dismissive of the wonders that she saw. Penny twirled the custard pie around in her grasp. "You are a tricky customer, aren't you Mia", Penny grudgingly reflected as Bonnie banged her handcuffs angrily against the metal frame. Making eye contact, Penny gave Mia a look as if to say, "You didn't fool me. I knew you were there." Mia nodded in recognition and grinned. Tori meanwhile, scrambled to her feet. "It seems we have a conundrum", Penny continued. "You two don't want me to tell Parvati or Ava that Mia is here and I guess I want you two to set my sister free."

With Tori standing guard over Bonnie, Mia took the opportunity to tear a dressing gown from off a hanger and wrap it loosely around her body. Penny meanwhile continued to plot her next move. But Tori was the next to speak, "Plus Penny, you don't want anybody to know that you rigged my shower." Tori spoke as if her comment carried greater weight than it should. But Penny honestly didn't care if anybody found out about her wicked plot. The show would be a disaster without her, they couldn't sack her, they wouldn't dare. "True", Penny tentatively replied, but without showing a hint of concern. Penny was unsure how to play this. She didn't want to seem weak to Tori, but neither did she want Tori to understand that her threats carried little weight. There were smarter ways to get back at Penny, but Tori didn't know her well enough to unlock her deepest fears.

"But how can we trust you not to tell anyone once we set Bonnie here free?" Inquired Mia as Tori and Penny continued to stare each other down. "I guess you can't, unless I gift you another bargaining chip", Penny replied, as another of her plans slotted neatly into place. The blonde picked up a pair of scissors from off the dressing table and started to stride towards her sister. Mia, still holding the key to the handcuffs, attempted to block Penny and took a few steps to her right.

Pausing for a moment, Penny hissed, "How about you take a photo of Bonnie here, that we won't want you to share around. A photo, for example, that Bonnie wouldn't want to be shown to our kind, sweet natured, loving old Dad." Bonnie stared incredulously at her sister. Continuing, Penny announced, "Why don't we sweeten the bargain?" Penny marched up to her sister, and cut a vertical line straight down the middle of her t-shirt. Penny then bent down and taking care not to get herself too messy, took off her sister's saturated shoes and socks. Standing upright again, she ripped the t-shirt from off her sister's chest before tugging down her trousers. Poor Bonnie was now wearing nothing but her white underwear. Penny flashed a wicked grin at her sister before continuing, "Use the buckets of gunge on her too if you like, she won't enjoy that for sure. I reckon that gives you a big enough bargaining chip now, don't you agree?" Bonnie scowled at her sister. Whilst she was about to suffer, it looked like Penny was going to get clean away, scot free. Penny blew her sister a kiss and disappeared out of the door, laughing heartily as she left.

Tori looked from Bonnie to Mia and wearily shrugged. She then gestured, as if to say, "What do we do now?" Mia looked down at her crotch and impishly asked, "Do you have any spare knickers?" "Good idea", Tori replied. Tori greedily descended upon her chest of drawers and brought out two pairs of frilly knickers. The pink roses and love hearts decoration wasn't exactly to Mia's taste, but she didn't really have a choice. The two teenagers slipped them on, with Mia accidentally giving Bonnie an unwelcome view of her bush. "You don't have to do this" wailed Bonnie once the two girls were finished. "It was all Penny's idea, not mine." "I'm sure it was", replied Tori, "Which just makes it far worse. I barely know you and yet from what I can tell, you blindly follow your sister everywhere, without making any decisions for yourself. All these callous things that I'm supposed to have done, who told you about them? Was it Penny?" Bonnie nodded. Continuing, Tori reiterated, "I haven't told anyone about your tattoos, it must have been your sister, nobody ever even talks to me."

Finally, with enough time to breathe, Mia suddenly noticed the tattoos just above Bonnie's chest. "Nice sirens you have there", she announced, markedly pointing towards Bonnie's left breast. Bonnie looked surprised, everybody else thought that they were mermaids. The brunette was pleasantly impressed. Her captor clearly knew her mythology. "Thank you, I designed them myself", Bonnie beamed, momentarily forgetting herself, in her response. Mia then looked down at Bonnie's midriff. "Hey, isn't that the Charybdis that I heard you shouting about? I bet you have a Scylla on your back too, don't you?" Tori looked at Mia surprised, thinking to herself, "How on earth did she know that?" "Oh yes", Bonnie gasped, nodding as she replied. Nobody, except for her father, who had read to her the Greek myths as a child, knew what it was, not even her sisters. He didn't approve of its placing, but as a fan of tattoos himself, he was quietly pleased of her choice. Greek monsters were such an inspired, deeply personal choice that compared to the usual, clich red roses and love hearts, it was barely a contest. In contrast, Bonnie had explained her tattoos to Penny a thousand times, but her sister never seemed remotely interested. Rachel in comparison, looked at them in contempt. Mia moved towards Bonnie to have a closer look. Continuing to converse, Mia added, "I've always loved classics. I'm going to study English at University. Can I have a peak?" Tori laughed. "You can, but you'll have to pull down her knickers first!" Mia gave her a startled look as if to say, "How would you know that?" Tori quickly realised her mistake and with nowhere to hide, guiltily turned her eyes to the floor and blushed.

"Another time perhaps, now look, please untie me", Bonnie interjected. The brunette was beginning to warm towards Mia, who genuinely seemed like a nice pleasant girl. She was sorry that she'd got messed up, literally, in their plot to humiliate Tori. But Bonnie was in a hurry, she needed to get back to work. Surely somebody would have noticed by now that she was missing. What if Penny said anything? But Tori wouldn't budge. "Mia, be careful, Bonnie is full of surprises, she'll tell Ava all about this, just you wait." Mia sighed, before replying, "No, I don't think so. But you're right, it is better to be safe than sorry." Mia, gestured for Tori to hand her a phone and took a quick photo of the brunette as Penny had suggested. Bonnie scrunched up her nose and refused to look directly into the camera, whilst self-consciously moving her free left arm up to cover her delicate breasts.

But, Mia was too quick for her, causing the photo to blur. Mia had no intention of sending the photo onto anybody, she had taken it just to placate Tori. Mia would delete it as soon as they were finished here, the others just had to believe that it was still there. She hated the idea of blackmail, the whole idea of it was abhorrent. Nevertheless, Mia continued to play along. Murmuring, she explained, "Your sister has betrayed you Bonnie. She's left you behind like a coward. She's the bitch, not Tori. I gather that you're the expert here who built and designed most of the gunge tanks. I have friend, Carl, who I think you should meet. He's a great designer too and an expert carpenter." Mia suddenly realised that she sounded like she was setting them up for a date. But Carl already had a girlfriend, Lavender would kill her if she found out. But Mia didn't mean it like that. "Not as a boyfriend, but as a business partner", she continued. "Leave Penny behind, she's beneath you." Bonnie was interested to hear her out, but felt compelled to defend her sister. "Don't talk about Penny like that, she has her faults, like we all have, but deep down, she's not a mean person." Galled by Bonnie's refusal to see the truth, Tori tutted and shook her head dismissively in response.

Tori glanced at the clock, they still had plenty of time before they were due for make-up. "Bonnie, I forgive you. Are we friends?" Tori was keen to put this ordeal behind her, and genuinely, this time, she meant every word. She trusted that Bonnie wouldn't betray her again, there was now too much at stake. "Friends", Bonnie replied, honourably. Tori then glanced over at the custard pie. Having calmed down, her playful nature came to the fore once more. "You know what Mia", the teenager began, "Bonnie here is responsible for all that disgusting mess being emptied over you earlier, don't you think that you deserve your revenge?" "Good idea", Mia replied.

Startled, Bonnie looked at them both, feeling suddenly nervous yet appalled. Tori placed a few strands of newspaper under Bonnie's feet and locked the door to the dressing room, whilst Mia greedily raided the airing cupboard. Tori picked up the custard pie and after playfully arching back her shoulder as far as she could go, slammed the tin into Bonnie's doomed face. The custard and pastry clattered against Bonnie's pale skin, squelching as it disappeared up her dainty nose. Tori twisted the pie tray a few times, taking care to squash Bonnie's shapely nose, as payback for before. "That is for earlier", she announced, as she rubbed the custard all over Bonnie's muddy cheeks. Tori upturned the tin and splatted it down on Bonnie's thick head of hair. Her fringe was coated to her forehead, so Tori scraped it to the side before prodding her victim on the nose once more. With her free left hand, Bonnie tried to waft her away. Miraculously, Bonnie's hand disappeared inside Tori's dressing gown, slightly tearing it away from her chest. Her left breast exposed, she announced, "Well two can play at that game." Disappearing behind Bonnie's back, Tori cheekily untied Bonnie's bra. Bonnie tried to wriggle away, but her bra fell to the floor. Pleased with herself, Tori added, "Keep still, or your panties will feel the full force of gravity as well."

Watching the events unfold from the side, Mia realised that Tori was enjoying herself a little bit too much. She would have to be careful not to let the raven-haired teenager get too carried away. She didn't want the events to turn vindictive. Even at this stage, Tori couldn't be fully trusted. Bonnie glanced over at Mia, flickered her eyes towards Tori and smiled. Evidently the brunette wasn't too bothered about going topless after all. Mia now decided to join in with the action. Greedily, she picked up two cream pies and marched over to their captive. Nudging Tori to one side, Mia glanced down knowingly at each pie in her palms and wrapped them around Bonnie's custard splattered face. Engulfed in a thick, glutinous pie sandwich, Bonnie tried to shake the foil tins off her submerged head. But Mia resisted, crushing the pies deeper and firmer against Bonnie's glowing cheeks. Cream squelched into her matted, mud-soaked hair before slowly sloping down onto her bare chest.

In triumph, Mia let the foil tins to the floor. Mia turned to accept Tori's applause, giving Bonnie enough time to scrape the cream from off her breasts. With her left hand, Bonnie scooped up the cream and splattered against the side of Mia's face. Feeling Bonnie's palm slap against her left cheek, Mia snapped out of her showmanship and headed back towards the cupboard. Trailing her as she walked, a thin line of cream dripped from her face and onto the floor. Tori meanwhile, tied her dressing gown back up. Speaking directly to Bonnie, she announced, "The other day, don't you think that it was a little unfair that I only pied the ginger siren?" But before Bonnie had time to respond, Tori slammed a raspberry filled pie into the brunette's left breast, submerging the blonde siren and equalling the score. Tori then scooped the fallen cream, custard and raspberry from the floor and patted it down into the cups of Bonnie's soiled bra. With little resistance, Tori then helped the bra back onto Bonnie's chest, squashing the cream and custard tightly against her splattered cleavage.

Mia meanwhile picked up a bucket of the green slime. Once Tori had finished, she slowly tipped the bucket over Bonnie's hair, ensuring that every inch of her face disappeared beneath the gunge. Not yet satisfied, Mia then picked up a bucket of red gunge. Without pausing, she poured half of it down over Bonnie's slimy hair, and the remainder over the brunette's splattered chest. With the red and green slime converging, Bonnie looked like a monster emerging from the sewers. But Mia wasn't finished with her yet. "You know what Bonnie? The cow manure really was disgusting. I reckon that I deserve to have a look at your Scylla after all." Mia picked up a chocolate pie and pulled open the back of Bonnie's knickers. Stopping for a second to admire the tattoo, Mia traced her fingers over the sumptuous design. Her fingers lingering over the curve of Bonnie's toned behind, Mia realised that she herself was beginning to enjoy her role of torturer. Taking the opportunity to tickle Bonnie's sweet rear, her fingers disappeared into the depths of Bonnie's lingerie.

Finally tearing herself away from Bonnie's naked hips, Mia admitted "This is impressive", before slamming the pie into Bonnie's cute, wiggling butt. To compound Bonnie's humiliation, Mia let go of the brunette's knickers, causing them to savagely snap back against Bonnie's waist. Never mind Tori, Mia had to take care that she herself didn't begin to take things too far. Pausing, Mia checked with the squirming Bonnie that was alright to carry on. Bonnie nodded, so Mia picked up a bucket of chocolate and handed it to Tori. Tori joyfully poured the bucket over Bonnie's head, the chocolate slowly coagulating as it mixed with the gunge. The chocolate seductively slid down Bonnie's front, washing over her mostly clean stomach and her hips. Tori's glowing smile widened as every inch of Bonnie's body became engulfed. She could so easily have been the victim instead. But she wasn't, so why shouldn't she enjoy herself?

Mia paused for a second, there was one pie and a final bucket of gunge left, but surely Bonnie had had enough. There wasn't an inch of her left clean, it would be cruel to carry on. Thinking they had finished, Tori wiped the gunge from Bonnie's eyes. "Now we are all equal", she announced. "Except for Penny", Mia reminded them both. "Still Friends?" Tori asked worriedly. "Still friends", Bonnie repeated before scraping a slither of chocolate from off her chest and wiping it over Tori's cute button nose.

The excitement over, the three girls collapsed in a fit of giggles at the sight of poor slimy Bonnie. Mia and Tori were still covered in mud themselves, but most of it had now dried and become caked against their skin. Tori picked a piece of mud from off the inside of her right forearm and flicked it to the floor. Mia meanwhile picked up the empty cake tins and chucked them into the bin. Mia paused for a second to recollect where she had put the key to the handcuffs, when suddenly, there was a knock on the dressing room door.

"Tori! It's Matty, I managed to get time off work early after all", shouted a voice from the other side of the door. Without waiting for a reply, Matty, Tori's boyfriend, tried to force open the door. Fortunately, it was locked. The door handle sprung back upwards as Matty clumsily let it go in surprise. "Wait a minute", Tori replied. Mia gave her a look to say, "Why did you say that?" Their chance to pretend that nobody was here had passed without return. Likewise, Bonnie shook her head knowingly. Why did Tori never stop to think? Panicking, Tori continued, "I've lost the key! I'm sure it's here somewhere." To Mia's horror, she then heard another voice speak softly behind the door. Looking frantically for the key to the handcuffs, Mia accidentally sent the bin crashing down to the floor. "Are you alright in there, honey?" Matty continued, upon hearing the loud bang from the corridor. "I'm fine", cried Tori, as she helped to look for the key by scraping Bonnie's ripped clothes from off the mucky floor. Undeterred, Matty continued to bellow through the door. "Don't worry Tori, Penny here says that she has a spare key to your room, she can let me in. It's no trouble at all."

In a mad panic, Mia dived back behind the dressing screen, which was still standing against the wall. Tori looked forlornly at Bonnie, there was nothing she could do. After Penny smugly unlocked the door, Matty bounded impatiently in and then froze. "What the hell! Tori, what's going on?" Matty stood with his mouth aghast as he surveyed the unfortunate Bonnie still handcuffed to the clothes rack, in the centre of the room. Without waiting for an invitation, Penny swiftly followed him in, before glancing over at her sister and falling back laughing against the door. Collapsing in a fit of giggles, Penny had trouble standing back up, due to the sheer hilarity of it all. "I I can explain", Tori stammered before becoming struck dumb. Matty looked poor Bonnie up and down, she was very attractive in her underwear after all. If there was ever a time he could get away with ogling another girl in front of Tori it was now. Unable to speak, Tori was unable to defend herself. The sanctuary of her room had been lost forever, there was no place for her to hide, not anymore.

Fortunately, Bonnie came to her rescue. Noticing Matty greedily look her up and down, she cleared her throat and announced, "We had a foolish bet and I lost. It was my idea, she didn't want to do it. But hey, what can I say, I just love getting sploshed." Bonnie spoke with both passion and conviction. She appeared unfazed and not one bit embarrassed at all. Unable to fully comprehend the situation, Matty willingly believed her. Turning to his girlfriend, he noticed the dried mud knotted in her hair. He ran his fingers through her flowing dark locks and picked out a clump of dried mud that had stuck to her neck. Regaining her senses, Tori confided, "Oh I got messy on the show earlier darling. They're shooting right now, why don't you go and watch? It will give us both time to get cleaned up. Please, go."

"Alright, good idea", Matty replied. Turning around, he accidentally stepped on Penny's left shoe. The blonde winced, gritting her teeth to avoid crying out in pain. Tori smirked, the girl had got what she deserved. But her smile quickly faded as events began to unfold. Keen to apologise, Matty grasped Penny's left hand between his own, "I'm ever so sorry, please forgive me", he bleated, wanting to atone. Penny smiled sweetly and wiggled her hips. "Why thank you, how gallant of you", she purred. Matty patted her twice on the shoulder and Tori had to bite her bottom lip to avoid shrieking out in rage.

"Oh, that reminds me," Matty continued, now speaking to his girlfriend. "I bumped into Penny here in the foyer, and she was ever so kind as to show me to your room. We were chatting and it turns out that she's a big fan of cosplay, so if you don't mind I've invited her along to Nate and Daisy's fancy dress party next weekend." Penny turned to grin contemptuously at Tori, shifting her body so that only the teenager could see. Tori had no option now but to agree. "What a great idea", Tori lied. Turning to Penny she continued, "Penny, we'd love for you to join us, so long as you don't steal any of my ideas for a costume of course!" Tori instantly regretted her remarks, knowing full well that Penny would now make it her mission, to do that very same thing.

Keen to ease the tension, Bonnie decided to question her sister. "Has anybody noticed how long we've been gone?" She asked, with concern. Penny snapped out of her false modesty and became deathly serious all of a sudden. "Bill and Arjan maybe. Do you want me to cover for you?" She replied. Much to Penny's annoyance, Bill and Arjan had indeed noticed that Bonnie had been missing, and when having asked her where her sister was, had implied that they thought Penny had been with them all along. But hey, who needs Bill and Arjan when you're going to a party hosted by famous actors? Not Penny, not anymore. Penny then calculated her next move. "I know, why don't I say that Tori asked you to clean up a spillage? Remember, Bill gave Tori a few pies to look at a few days ago, why don't I say that you accidentally knocked them on the floor?" Bonnie looked at the carpet beneath her. It was true, a large stain of chocolate, three feet to her right, would take hours to remove. "Good idea, thanks Pen", Bonnie replied. Matty, oblivious to the ongoing subtext, failed to notice that the ever so polite tone of the conversation was just a charade.

Penny followed her sister's eyes to the carpet. Tori and Mia had been ever so careful not to cause absolute carnage to the dressing room floor. Suddenly it struck Penny that Mia, must be hiding here somewhere, undetected, and had to be caught. Looking around the room for Mia, Penny noticed that one bucket of gunge and one pie remained unused. Calculating her next move, Penny announced, "Though it looks like you've been too careful, what with putting newspaper down, you've hardly created any actual mess on the floor. If someone comes to check on you, they'll know that I've been lying. How about I actually create a bit more mess, somewhere out of the way, just in case?" Matty looked at Penny, admiringly, he was more than impressed.

Penny marched over to the cupboard and took out the last remaining pie and bucket of gunge. She then headed straight for the dressing screen. "How about I spill the gunge here, behind the screen? It will be completely out of the way." Penny drew the dressing screen slightly away from the wall. Taking care to ensure that Matty couldn't see the hiding teenager, who was crouching on the floor, Penny smirked at Mia before tipping the bucket of dark blue gunge over her pretty little head. Placing the bucket on the floor, she then slammed the caramel pie straight in her face. Mia, desperate to avoid detection, didn't dare complain. The caramel filling stuck her brown flowing locks to her blue slimy face, just like it had done to Bonnie, moments before. Mia sensed that she was getting her just deserts. What had happened to Bonnie was a thousand times worse. The gunge ran down her shoulders, into her dressing gown and over her chest. Rather ironically, Penny's aim had been so good that remarkably little actual mess found its way onto the floor.

Realising what had just happened, Bonnie mouthed "You bitch", at her sister, but Penny pretended to ignore her. "Great thinking Penny", Matty added, completely oblivious. "Hey, Daisy and Nate are coming over later, would you like me to introduce you?" He exclaimed, as Penny squashed the dressing screen, and thus Mia, up against the wall. "Would I? Why thank you", Penny beamed. "Now I really must be going. Bonnie, Tori, I'll see you later. Don't worry, I'll cover for you both to Parvati. You can count on me." A broad smile thus flashed across her face, as Penny bounded out through the door.

With Penny having departed, Matty finally realised that something was amiss. Tori looked miffed, for some reason she was far from impressed. Keen to make amends, though for what he was unsure, Matty strode over to Tori and embraced her. Kissing her passionately on the lips, he let his hand wander down the back of her silk dressing gown. As he stroked her pert bum, he noticed, through the thin layer of fabric, that she wasn't wearing a bra. "Tori, I love you", he declared before kissing her passionately on the lips once more. "I love you too", Tori replied, still seething as she spoke. As the couple embraced, Mia accidentally knocked over the bucket which proceeded to make a rattle against the wall. Matty looked over at the screen, confused. "Sorry, that was me", Bonnie lied, kicking over a couple of buckets down by her feet to hide her subterfuge.

Tori slyly gave Bonnie the thumbs up and Mia breathed a sigh of relief. If she had been willing to unveil herself to Matty, she ought to have done it by now, it would be too awkward to suddenly jump out from behind the screen. Plus, she didn't know whether she could fully trust Tori's boyfriend, who had already proved himself to be easily manipulated by that vicious shrew. A chance remark to Ava and Mia would be in real trouble. If only Tori could get Matty to go away, but now they were kissing it seemed that there was little chance of that happening at all.

Matty looked Tori squarely in the eyes. "Hey, I feel so turned on right now. Do you want to?" But instantly reading his mind, Tori immediately interrupted him. "We can't! We have a guest. We can't just turf Bonnie out the room dressed like that." But Matty wasn't ready to admit defeat. "But didn't you say, just last week, that you had a fantasy of doing it in public? Anyway, it looks like you've already seen plenty of Bonnie, so there's no need to be embarrassed about showing a bit of flesh in return. There's no need to be prudish about it, we can hardly get more embarrassed than your poor friend? Anyway, as Penny was saying"

At the sheer mention of Penny once again, Tori had had enough. She couldn't let that blonde hussy steal her boyfriend's thoughts. That would be too much to bear. So, Tori greedily pressed her body up against Matty and passionately snogged him, tongues and all. Reading the signs, Matty lifted his shirt off his chest and clumsily kicked off his shoes. He unbuckled his belt and let his trousers slip to the floor. He then took hold of Tori's dressing gown and hurriedly untied the knot. The silk gown swiftly dropped to the floor. Keeping her eyes fixed on her boyfriend, Tori took a deep breath and slipped off her knickers. Poor Bonnie didn't know where to look. She tried twisting her body, but only succeeded in slapping her forehead against the clothes rack. Soon enough, it seemed like the young couple had forgotten she was there. She tried closing her eyes, but it was no good. Up in front of her were two famous actors, she simply felt compelled to watch. Who needs the movies when you can have the real thing after all?

Tori meanwhile guided Matty back towards the door. "Here", she remarked. It was clear that in the bedroom, it was always Tori who was in control. Upon his partner's instruction, Matty picked Tori up by her hamstrings, and holding her close to his chest, they made passionate love against the wall. Impressed by their athleticism, Bonnie thought to herself, "Well at least that's another thing ticked off on my to-do-list!"

Once they were finished, Matty, very much out of breath, lazily wiped his sweat covered brow. "Hey, do you mind if I quickly use your shower? I need a quick freshen up." Mia shook her head in disbelief, would the man ever go away? With Matty having disappeared into the shower room, Tori slipped her dressing gown back on and helped the dressing screen away from the wall. "Mia, are you okay?" She whispered. Mia stretched and with Tori's help, tried to stand up. With Matty in the shower, Mia knew that she could make a dash for it, but she might run into Sophie and Ava and anyway how would she explain still being caked in so much mud?

Mia flicked a scab of mud from off her left wrist. Suddenly, it struck her that Matty was about to have a shower. The box of mud was still connected! Seeing Mia's face drain pale in horror, Tori immediately realised the enormity of awaiting catastrophe. "Matty!" Tori cried out in dismay, but it was too late, he couldn't hear her, for he had already turned on the shower. The next few painful seconds lasted a lifetime, until, with great relief, Tori recognised the sound of gushing water. By some miracle, Matty had decided to use the unaltered shower after all.

"Tori, did you say something?" Came Matty's rather late reply. "Oh, I was about to say, don't try to use the shower on the right, its broken, that's all", Tori lied. "Oh okay", Matt responded, thinking nothing more about it as he continued to wash himself clean.

Having a moment to calm herself down, Tori finally spotted the key to the handcuffs that Mia had dropped underneath the wardrobe door. As she strode over to collect them, Tori glanced over at the clock. It had all happened so quickly, they still had forty minutes before they were due in make-up. Turning to Bonnie she divulged, "Matty never spends very long in the shower, he'll be finished in a minute. I'll go and send him on an errand to find Bianca who can go and find both you and Mia some clothes. Hopefully, he won't bump into your sister ever again." Mia sighed and quickly returned to her hiding place behind the dressing screen, which had now become like a second, uncomfortable, draughty home.

Bonnie nodded in agreement at Tori's idea. "Thanks pet. You know, you're right about Penny, she's a real bitch, I see that now. Flirting so shamelessly with your boyfriend right in front of you is completely unforgivable. I'm surprised you didn't smack her. How about all three of us team up and get our revenge?" Intrigued, Mia stuck her head round the side of the screen. "Great idea", began Tori. "How about I invite you two to Nate and Daisy's fancy dress party next week, it'll be the perfect opportunity to gain our revenge. With any luck, we'll all be in costume and she might not even realise who we are!" "Count me in", Bonnie cackled. "Me too", Mia whispered in return. Once she had released Bonnie from her handcuffs, Tori turned on the television. "Hey I recognise the blonde girl", she remarked. "Mia, isn't she one of your friends? Georgia, I think her name is? Mia poked her head round past the dressing screen and nodded. "It sure is", Mia chirped, before adding, "I wonder what she's been up to?" Mia then disappeared into her unwelcoming, slimy hiding space one final time, as Matty finished up in the shower.

Penny meanwhile, for once kept her side of the bargain and made her sister's excuses to Parvati. Whistling to herself as she helped set up the next game, feeling jubilant and elated by the day's turn of events, she smiled as she recollected the exhilarating morning thus far. She'd gotten her revenge on Tori and had mercilessly gunged the exceedingly pretty and vivacious Mia, who was helpless to her taunts. Her sister, Bonnie, had taken most of the flak and all the gunge, as Penny's plan had worked to perfection. Furthermore, she'd flirted with a genuine television star and had been invited to a party hosted by his famous friends. Who cares if she didn't deserve it? Bonnie, knowing her, would probably liken her to a harpy, promising everyone their greatest desires, before swooping down and snatching them away. But what did that matter? Her sister was covered in gunge and she was on top of the world. Life couldn't get any better than this and there was still a whole afternoon of filming yet to come.