That title may be writing a cheque the story can't cash But I'm happy to say that messy_tommy and myself have been going back and forth writing a story between us a few paragraphs at a time, we've finished, and here's part 1 of the result. As always feedback (positive and negative, just constructive please) is welcomed. Enjoy!

Rachel stood nervously at the door of the anonymous house in the anonymous street. She checked her phone once again to ensure she had the correct address. She put the phone on vibrate and slipped it in her black shoulder bag. It was the address Tom had texted to her. But she had very little idea about what was going to happen when she went in. She ran her hand through her straight, long, black hair, raking her fingers thought it. She pushed the doorbell. Behind the big white door she heard the chime.

She took a step back and looked down at herself. A thought shot through her mind - was she overdressed? She shuffled nervously in her black strappy heels, her dark red toenails glistened in the light from the external lantern that illuminated her on this dark, but pleasant March evening. She smothered her knee length dress down her shapely body and adjusted the straps of her black evening dress, ensuring that an appealing amount of cleavage was on show without her looking like a cheap call girl. She took a deep breath and exhaled through pursed lips just as the interior light came on. She took another big breath, her heaving chest rising giving the appearance of her being a few inches taller. She smiled, not just with her slim pink lips, but also her dark brown eyes lit up.

As the door opened, she thought, what have I gotten myself into? But there was no turning back as she was faced with an equally nervous, attractive, brunette.

The brunette smiled warmly and said. "Rachel? Hi. I'm Dani."

"Come on in" smiled Dani, showing her white teeth as she stepped aside to let Rachel enter.

Rachel stepped into the hallway and Dani shut the door behind her.

"Nice place!" said Rachel, it was a spacious hallway, with a pristine spotless carpet and fine furnishings, a mahogany table with a crystal-looking vase on it and a slowly ticking grandfather clock.

"Oh, this isn't my house" said Dani.

"No?" said Rachel, confused.

"No, er... Paul gave me the key"

"Oh" said Rachel. She didn't have a clue who Paul was, was she Dani's boyfriend, or just a friend of his? Had Paul sent Dani here much like Tom had sent her?

There was an awkward pause as both girls just... stood there.

"Can I take your coat? I'm Dani" said Dani, finally breaking the silence, feeling she kind of had to play hostess as she was the one who'd let Rachel in.

"Oh, thank you! And I'm Rachel" replied Rachel. Dani took her coat and hung it on the hooks by the front door.

"Come on through" said Dani, leading her through into a large lounge. Two large comfortable-looking sofas faced each other with a low table in the middle dominating the spacious room. On the table sat a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket, two glasses, and a white envelope propped up against the ice bucket.

"I only arrived a few minutes before you" confessed Dani "I was just having a quick look around when you rang the doorbell".

Rachel eyed it and reached for it. On the front was written, in a flowing cursive:

Rachel and Dani

"Shall I open it?" asked Rachel.

"Well, it does say it's for us..." said Dani, not sounding entirely sure

"OK" said Rachel decisively, tearing open the top of the envelope and pulling out a card. It was gilt-edged, and embossed, whoever had produced this had clearly spent a few quid.

Rachel's eyes scanned the card.

"Well... what does it say?" asked Dani

"It says: Rachel and Dani - welcome. You've both been invited here so that you can enjoy a new experience. We're sure you're going to have a great time, but before we tell you more, please sit down and enjoy the champagne; get to know each other and what brought you each here. When you're ready, please head to the room with the blue door and your experience can begin. If one isn't enough, there's more champagne in the fridge".

"A new experience... well, they said to open this champers, right?" smiled Dani.

"Defo!" said Rachel, sitting down on the sofa.

Dani undid the top of the bottle and unleashed the cork with a loud POP, before pouring two glasses and sitting down on the sofa opposite Rachel.

"So...." started Rachel, "What brings *you* to this house?"

"Well, a friend of mine... Paul, sent me a message one day..."

Rachel appraised the other girl. She was tall, maybe 5'10 in the open-toed heels she was wearing. She had a lovely curvy figure which nicely filled the black dress she had chosen to wear. It clung to her womanly hips and ample chest in a very flattering way, and the black filigree at the top gave a hint of deep cleavage, the skirt finished just above the knee showing her bare smooth legs. She had long brown hair which went below her chest just like Rachel and wore owlish round spectacles which framed her big blue eyes.

"...we'd been talking online, I'd been at my house repainting my bedroom. By the time I'd finished painting I had paint all down my white tank top. I posted a picture on Facebook, and he'd said 'I can't believe you've gotten so messy'! And I replied, 'Well, nothing wrong with getting a bit messy'. He laughed and replied 'Absolutely, getting messy can be great fun!' and I'd agreed. Well, then a day or two later I got a note through the letterbox enclosed with a key and an address - the note said 'If you want to try getting really messy, come to this address at this time'. I was intrigued. I thought I'd be meeting Paul..."

Dani paused, and finished the half-full glass of champers in one. Picking up the bottle she refilled her glass and drained another half glass in one.

"Wow! I'll need to keep up with you!" giggled Rachel, finishing her glass and holding it out for Dani to refill for her.

"Sorry, I'm just a bit nervous, I didn't know what to expect" said Dani. The butterflies in her stomach had settled somewhat, but she was still in this strange house with this new person, and had no idea what was going to happen. The alcohol was definitely helping take the edge off though.

Rachel was sipping her champagne when Dani asked "So... how about you - what brought *you* here?"

"Well," Rachel took a large sip of champagne to give her that extra bit of courage. "I'm not sure. I nearly didn't come." She finished off the champagne in her glass and held it out for Dani to refill.

"Steady on, Rachel!" Giggled Dani as she topped up Rachel's glass once more.

"Sorry." Gulped Rachel. "And you can call me 'Rach', my friends do. Rachel seems so formal, even though we both appear to be dressed for a posh dinner!"

"Ha! We do, don't we!" Dani giggled admiring Rachel's stunning dress. The girl was a bit slimmer than Dani, but that wasn't to say she didn't have curves in the right places, including an ample chest and long smooth legs. Dani's eyes lingered momentarily on the bare flesh that was on show at her neck and down into her cleavage.

"You were telling me what brought you here." Dani leaned back, making herself more comfortable on the sofa. This in turn made Rachel feel a little bit more at ease as she mirrored Dani and leant back.

"No. It's just what you said about getting messy. It just... Erm... Let me start over. So I was working last weekend with Tom, do you know him?"

Dani shook her head - not wanting to speak and disrupt Rach's trail of thought.

"Well, Tom. He's a nice bloke I work with. Nice bum too!" She giggles and sipped some more champagne. "Anyway, we were working together and I got ink from board markers all over my hands. I made a similar comment to Tom that you made to, erm, Paul?" Dani nodded. "Yeah, I said my hands are all messy like a tie-dye t-shirt. Tom said something about how great the 90s were. And then I don't know how, but we were saying how much better game shows were back then. I admitted that I love, amongst other programmes, Fun House. It was when you said that there's 'nothing wrong with getting a bit messy', that I remembered saying that I wished that I was a contestant on that show because it looked like so much fun!"

"Really?" Dani looked intrigued at just how excited and animated Rach had become. It was a stark contrast to her initially shy persona. Maybe it was the champagne or maybe the subject being discussed. But Rach's brown eyes shone with excitement.

"Anyway. Tom told me to get dressed up, by the way, I love your heels, because he was going to take me out to a cocktail party. Next thing I know, I'm sat here drinking champagne with you!"

The Grandfather clock ticked filling the silence between the girls as they both took another sip of champagne.

"I think I need another top up!" Mumbled Rach as she leaned forward, grabbing the champagne bottle, giving Dani a good view of her cleavage, if Dani was looking. Which, of course, she was. Rach filled her glass and moved over to Dani to fill her glass and get a closer look at the brunette. Rach couldn't help but admire Dani's curvy frame and slender legs. Her pretty face was perfectly and subtly made up for what seemed like an elegant, and expensive, night out.

"Thank you." Replied Dani as Rach returned the bottle and sat back down.

"So, it seems I've been duped into coming tonight!" Rach sighed.

"...Maybe we should just head home..." said Dani, playing nervously with the stem of her champagne flute.

A moment's silence while they both let that thought sink in.

Rach said "No, I trust Tom, that card said we were going to enjoy a new experience. If he thinks it's going to be fun, then I want to go along for the ride. Don't you trust Paul?"

Dani thought for a second, but then said firmly "No, I do trust him. He's a good bloke. After what you said about Tom I must admit he's cute. He's funny and sweet, and whatever he had in mind, I think I know him enough that whatever he's planned would be something I'd enjoy."

Rach scooted from the sofa opposite to sit next to Dani. Putting her hand on Dani's knee, Rach said "Don't worry - whatever this is we'll do it together..."

Picking up the champagne bottle and draining the remainder into the two glasses, she held the glass up and said "To new experiences...?"

Dani smiled and clinked glasses with Rach "To new experiences". She couldn't help but notice Rach's eyes sparkle once they'd agreed to go through with this.

As they both finished their glass, Dani said "Well, no sense waiting, shall we go find the room with the blue door?"

"YES!" said Rach, standing up, smoothing down her elegant dress and holding out a hand for Dani to take. Dani took her hand and let her be pulled to her feet.

As they started out of the lounge, Dani said "WAIT!", squeezing Rach's hand tight.

"What is it?!" said Rach, worried, as Dani broke grip and suddenly strode off in the other direction towards the kitchen on the other side of the lounge. Had she had second thoughts, was she going to drop out?

Dani stepped into the kitchen and opened up the fridge. Reaching in, she grabbed another bottle of champagne, and on the way past picked up the two empty glasses from the table. "We might need this..." she said with a smile.

Rach chuckled, and said "Come on you, stop stalling and let's find this room"

"I wasn't stalling" said Dani indignantly "I just wanted more champagne"

"If you say so!" said Rachel, hooking one arm through one of Dani's and squeezing her tight. The bubbles had definitely started going to the girls' heads and they were feeling a little giddy. Not quite so nervous but a mix of excited and tipsy.

As they reached the hallway, they turned and looked along at the row of doors in front of them.

"There!" said Rach excitedly as she spotted, at the far end, the only blue door amongst its other beige siblings.

Dani could feel her heart starting to pound in her chest. What did Paul and this guy Tom have in mind for her and Rach? Rach squeezed her arm again, reassuringly as they moved up the hall towards the door.

Reaching it, they looked at it for a second. No sign, no anything, only the colour distinguished it from all the other doors in the hallway.

Rach reached up and knocked on the door.

In the silence, the two listened intently, only the sound of their breathing audible over the soft ticking of the clock at the other end of the hallway.

No response came.

Dani looked at Rach and shrugged "Try the knob?"

"Plenty of times, I love it". Rach replied with a suggestive raised eyebrow. Dani burst out laughing as Rach squeezed her arm again and laughed herself. Dani giggled and said "Well, I guess I set myself up for that one". Rach smiled back, she was glad she'd been able to put Dani more at her ease.

Dani reached down for the doorknob and said softly "Here we go then..."

The handle turned and the door softly glided open. Stepping inside, they looked around, and as Dani took in what she saw...

Rach gasped as she saw the contents of the room. It was completely the opposite of what she expected. Having seen the fantastic decor of the other rooms, this one was, well, somewhat plain. The walls were white and the floor was laminate wood which caused the girls' high heels to click as they both walked in. The girls stood just inside the room trying to make out what was going on.

In the middle of the room was a lone plastic chair. Dani adjusted her glasses and slowly walked towards it, surveying the edges of the room as she walked.

Rach walked to the left of the room, running down each of the side walls were tables with boxes placed on them. Long white tablecloths were draped over the tables to the floor. As Rach walked along the table, she resisted the urge to open a box, although she was extremely intrigued to know what was inside them.

"What does this all mean?" Dani asked.

Rach turned around to see Dani sitting on the chair. Dani sipped the champagne from her glass, her legs crossed, with her right foot airborne and swinging gently as she surveyed the room.

"I don't know..." Rach replied, taking a sip of champagne then turning back to the table.

"I wonder if Paul and, erm, Tom are joining us. Are we to wait for them here?" Dani mused out loud as she continued to sip her champagne and examine the white room.

"I don't know..." Rach replied absent-minded. Her eye was drawn to a box with something written on the top. Was this a clue as to why they were both there? Slowly, Rach moved closer to the marked box. Her lips inadvertently moved as she read the writing on the box lid. "Have you ever wanted to push a pie into someone's face?"

"And what's with all the boxes on those tables?" Dani asked looking over at Rach's back.

"I'm not sure..." Rach slowly replied as the message sunk in. She looked over her shoulder. Dani was still sat in the chair, looking round so her face was looking at Rach, a confused smile on her pretty face. Dani corrected her glasses once more. Rach turned round and faced the box once again. Slowly, she lifted the lid. She slammed the lid down immediately after seeing the contents.

"Have you opened one of the boxes?" Dani asked having heard the rustling of cardboard.

"Erm. Kind of." Replied Rach, opening the box once again and surveying the yellow, creamy pie that sat inside the box.

"Oh, what's in there? No, actually let me see!" Called out Dani as she sprang from the chair and, with her heels clicking on the floor, she sauntered towards Rach.

"I think Tom and Paul want you to have a really close look..." Rach sniggered, turning round, the pie in her hands.

Dani looked at he object in Rach's hands for a moment with puzzlement, but then her eyes went wide, Rach holding that pie, that's what it was, and the mischievous look in her eyes told Dani she didn't intend to eat it.

"What is thaRach, what are you doing?" Dani stopped dead still in her tracks.

"I've always wanted to push one of these into someone's face!" Rach laughed.

"Oh my god! No! Rach! Don't you dare!" Dani was panicking.

Paul's words about "getting messy can be great fun!" Ran through Dani's mind as her vision was obscured by Rach thrusting the cold, wet, gooey pie in her face. The last thing she saw was Rach's laughing face before everything became yellow and slimy.

Rach released the pie having smeared it all over Dani's pretty face. Rach couldn't stop herself from laughing at the attractive brunette in her sexy black cocktail dress, her expensive heels, her perfect hair with her face dripping with yellow, custard pie.

"Uhhh!" came a moan from the taller girl.

Dani was rooted to the spot, her mouth a wide O of shock as she processed what had just happened. Her face was covered in the pie, like a cold slimy face pack! Her glasses were smeared with cream and custard, and she couldn't see out of them. Slowly, she lifted her hands to her face, and gingerly took her glasses off. Rach, who had been laughing at Dani's reaction, renewed as Dani removed her glasses and she could see her laughing at her.

"Ohhh, should have gone to Specsavers!" giggled Rach.

Dani put her glasses on the table, and scooped some pie filling from her chin. She lifted it and sniffed it. It smelt sweet enough, so she lifted it to her mouth and her little pink tongue darted out shyly to taste it. It tasted sweet and rich, tasty for sure. A little blob of custard fell from her face and landed on the curve of her left breast. She gasped, and scooped it up with a finger, before deciding to taste that too. The pie was delicious, but she'd much rather have eaten it than worn it!

"How does it taste?" giggled Rach.

"You cow!" said Dani, in anger, although it quickly subsided as she saw Rach continuing to laugh, and started to see the funny side.

Looking down at a box next to her, Dani spotted writing on top "Revenge is sweet...".

Getting a naughty idea, Dani said "Hey Rach, do any of those other boxes over *there* say anything else?".

Rach turned her back on Dani

"Not sure, let's see..."

Reaching down and opening the box next to her, Dani was greeted by a large creamy pie - peaks of fluffy white whipped cream and a purple blueberry filling peeking out round the edges. Carefully lifting it, she secreted it behind her back while Rach scrutinised the boxes next to her. Dani swiftly got behind Rach, and wrapped her arms round her from behind so she'd pinned Rach's arms to her sides, with the pie held in both hands in front of Rach threateningly. Dani's boobs pressed into Rach's back as the taller girl held the slighter one in place.

"Oh no, you wouldn't!" said Rachel, finding things not so funny when staring down the barrel of a loaded pie.

"No?" said Dani moving her lips close to Rach's ear "You said you'd always wanted to push one of these into someone's face... I'd always been wondered what it'd be like to be pied, and to pie someone. Now I know how it feels to *be* pied, so I just have to do THIS"

"Noooo- mmmph!" started and finished Rach, as with that Dani brought the pie up and smashed it into Rach's face. The crust broke on impact, but Dani kept the pie moving, smearing it up Rach's face and into her hair, leaving the remains sat atop her head.

Her work done, Dani released her grip, now laughing heartily herself. Pieing somebody else was fun! She remember back to what Paul had said - getting messy *was* fun! Well, getting others messy was certainly fun, although she couldn't help but smile at how ridiculous she herself must have looked with a pied face. Moving round to look at Rach, she laughed harder, and Rach joined in as she cleared her eyes.

"Oh my God - that is crazy!" said Rach, before descending back into giggles - "it's so heavy, and thick. It just feels... hilarious! It's gone down my dress!" she moaned, and with that she dug some cream out of her cleavage and flicked it back at Dani, leaving white flecks on the front of her mostly-pristine black cocktail dress.

"Not quite as messy as going on Fun House" said Dani "but a few more pies and we might be getting closer to your ambition..."