[Myds]

PART 27

Had her face not been so completely blackened, the snickering audience would have seen that she was incandescent with fury. This was (another) complete humiliation. Another ruined Glamour Girl outfit. Another degrading public indignity.

Paula and Amanda had to stifle their amusement, but Stephanie was now laughing out loud, long and hard, and pointing with great mirth and glee at her humiliated rival. After all the indignities she had endured at Glamour Girl's hands, this was brilliant, seeing the once immaculately-clad bimbo standing before her, generously coated, from head to toe, in thick, oily mud!

'Oh dear! You seem to have got a little muddy. What a shame!' she taunted, through her laughter.

Glamour Girl glared at her. Then, thinking to make the best of a bad job, she bad-temperedly fished out the 'necklace'. It was the iron end of a pitch-fork. This provoked even more laughter as she threw it back into the mud angrily.

'I'm sorry - I forgot to warn you about the goat', said Amanda, trying to sound sympathetic. 'Of course, Power Princess managed to evade the goat last night, and she also managed to keep out of the mud-pit, but then…you're not Power Princess.'

'Don't worry, Miss Cox', said Glamour Girl, barely able to conceal her seething rage. 'I will find your necklace. And you're right - I'm not Power Princess. I don't sit on cactuses'.

'Cacti', corrected Paula.

'Shut up!', snapped Glamour Girl, as she stepped out of the pit, like the creature from the Black Lagoon. 'And don't just stand there, get me cleaned up, you idiot!'

The long-suffering P.A. escorted her dripping, furious, employer away, the loud and prolonged laughter from Stephanie still ringing in her ears.

'I'll fix that little b*tch!', she hissed.

((More to come soon))