Candy's Weekend

Candy’s Weekend Break

Candy and Tammy looked out of the window of their little Guest House in Llanfairfechanetc.  Wales on a wet Sunday.  There wasn’t much to do.  What had their landlady said when they arrived?

“If you can see the hills it’s going to rain.”

“And if you can’t see the hills?” Tammy had enquired.

“Mae hi’n bwrw glaw,” came the dispiriting reply., “- then it’s raining already.”

There was nothing for it – they’d just have to go out for a walk and get wet.  They should of course have brought waterproofs, but their ideas had been of hot days spent lazing by mountain pools, not trudging desolately through dripping pine forests.

“Come on, Candy,” said Tammy, “get your knickers on, we’re going out.”

The reminder about knickers was always important with Candy, given her distressing propensity to forget them at the most inappropriate time.

“Oh yes,” said Candy, hitching up her skirt as she pulled them on.  You would never get Candy into a pair of walking trousers.  She liked her little short skirts too much.

An hour later the girls arrived back at Ty Bach, their little guest house in the valley.  They were wet through, frozen and shivering.

“I’m for a hot bath,” shouted Tammy, “bagsy me first.  She stripped off her wet things, hung them over the radiator, grabbed her towel, wrapped it round herself and made off down the corridor to the bathroom.  Ty Bach did not have en-suite facilities.  There was one bathroom to be shared by all the guests at the end of the corridor facing out over the front door into a little courtyard.

“Get yourself undressed and you can have a bath after me,” she shouted back to candy

Ten minutes later Tammy was soaking in the luxury of steaming hot water, when she heard a plaintiff voice outside the door.

“Tammy!  Tammy!”

“What is it, Candy” shouted Tammy

“Tammy!  Tammy!  Let me in”

“I’m not finished yet.”

“But I’ve got myself undressed.”

“Go away!”

“But Tammy!  Tammy! I’ve taken all my clothes off for a bath.”

A sudden thought struck Tammy.  She hadn’t!  Surely not!

“You’re not standing outside in your birthday suit are you?”

“I haven’t done the wrong thing have I Tammy?”

Oh my God!  She was.  She’d only walked along the corridor in the nude.  Tammy leapt out the bath and opened the door.  She dragged Candy in.

“Candy!  What on earth do you think your doing!”

“Oh Tammy!  Tammy!  I didn’t do the wrong thing did I?”

“Candy you can’t go wandering round a guest house with nothing on!”

“Why not?  I do at home and Mrs Evans said we were to treat the house as if it was our own home.”

Tammy grabbed hold of Candy and pulled her in to the bathroom.

“Candy!  You can’t just wander around in the nude.  You stupid, stupid girl!”

Candy’s big blue eyes filled with tears at the rebuke.

“Oh Tammy, Tammy,” she said, “I’m sorry.  I’m always doing the wrong thing.”

Tammy’s heart melted at the sight of Candy’s tears.

“Come on,” she said, “big hugs.,” and she took hold of Candy in a big naked bear hug.  Unfortunately at that point the door opened and the girls were caught in their big naked bear hug by a rather confused middle aged gentleman in horned rimmed spectacles.

Tammy put her hands to her face and shrieked.  Candy waved to the nice gentleman in the horned rimmed glasses.  The door shut quickly with a bang.

“Candy!” shouted Tammy, “you stupid, stupid girl, you didn’t even lock the door.”

“Tammy!  Tammy!” cried Candy her big blue eyes filling with tears again, “please don’t shout at me. I know I’m always doing things wrong.  I know I shouldn’t let people see me in my birthday suit, but I like people to see me in my birthday suit.”

“Lock the door, you stupid, stupid girl,” shouted Tammy.

Candy rushed to the door and turned the key violently.  The was a loud snapping sound and Candy turned round and held up the broken of end of the key.

“Oh Tammy!  Tammy!” she cried, “Have I done the wrong thing again.”

Tammy rushed over to the door and tried to open it, but it wouldn’t budge.

“Candy!  You stupid, stupid girl, you’ve broken the lock.  You’ll have to climb out the window and go for help!”!

“But Tammy!  I’m in my birthday suit.”

“Well, you’re not having the towel.  You said you liked people to see you in your birthday suit, well you can jolly well let them see you in your birthday suit!.”

"But I don't want to go outside in my birthday suit," sobbed Candy, "it's cold outside"

"Stupid, stupid girl," shouted Tammy, "take the towel then."

"Oh Tammy!  Tammy!" sobbed Candy, "please don't shout at me.  I know I'm stupid."

Candy wrapped the towel round herself, lifted the window sash and crept outside.  The bathroom was on the first floor (or as they would say in America where people can't count) the second floor.  The open window led out onto the roof of a sort of porch over the front door.

Candy crept out onto the roof of the porch.  It was raining hard and she was getting wetter and wetter.  The idea had been for her to shout for help, but no-one was coming out in the rain and she had no luck in attracting attention.

Then she saw two people in the distance.  She waved, but they didn't seem to see.  Then she had a bright idea.  She would wave the towel.  They would be bound to see that.  She took off the towel and waved it round and round her head.  But it was wet and slippery and difficult to hold on to.

Back in the bathroom Tammy was beginning to regret her harsh words to Candy.  Poor Candy.  She couldn't help it - and she was so very nice to hug in her birthday suit.

She heard a frantic tapping on the window and rushed to open it.

"Tammy!  Tammy!" shouted Candy, "have I done the wrong thing again!"

A very nude Candy was standing there shivering in the rain.

"What have you done with the towel you stupid girl?" yelled Tammy.

"Tammy!  Tammy!" Sobbed Candy, "I lost it and I'm cold and wet in my birthday suit.  Can I come in?"

Tammy looked at the poor bedraggled naked girl staring in through the window with her big blue eyes and she relented.  She opened the window and Candy climbed back in.

"Big hugs?" said Tammy, and get in the bath Candy to warm yourself up."

Candy did as she was told.  Tammy had no option, she was going to have to climb out the window and try and attract attention.  She lifted the window sash and climbed out.  The cold rain and wind hit her immediately, and she regretted how mean she had been to poor Candy.  The cold wind blew in through the window and Candy sitting naked in the bath felt it.

"Tammy!  Tammy!  It's cold!". She shouted' leapt out the bath and rushed over to the window and slammed it shut.

Tammy spun round but too late, the window had come down with a crash.

"Open up Candy!" She shouted, but try as Candy may she couldn't budge it.

"Tammy!  Tammy!" she cried," have I done the wrong thing?"

"Stupid, stupid girl," screamed Tammy through the window and she saw Candy's big blue eyes fill with years again.

"Oh, Tammy!  Tammy!," she sobbed, “am I really stupid?"

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!" Yelled Tammy, now stuck stark naked in the open air soaking wet.

Just then Candy heard a scraping noise at the door, she turned round, the broken piece of key had been pushed through from the outside and somebody was turning the lock in the door.

Outside Tammy was in despair.  There was only one thing to do.  She was going to have to try and get down of the top of the porch and naked or not, try and find somebody to help.  She leant over the edge and tried grabbing hold of the drainpipe to climb down.  But as she did so disaster struck and she toppled forwards; she flung her hands out and managed to grab the edge so that she was hanging six feet from the ground terrified to leave go.

Candy stared at the opening door.  A voice could be heard calling through in a Welsh accent.  It was Mr`Evans, “Are you all right,” the voice was calling, but Candy paid no attention because from outside the window Tammy’s voice could be heard plaintively calling.

“Candy!  Candy!  Help!”

Candy rushed to the window and saw the frightening sight of Tammy swinging from the roof of the porch shouting for help.  Forgetting about Mr Evans, not caring that she was in her birthday suit; she rushed out of the bathroom along the corridor and down the stairs.  Hotly pursued by Mr Evans, and then Mrs Evans and then the man in the horn rimmed spectacles, then the other guests drawn by the commotion, she ran through the front door and out into the courtyard.

Tammy’s grip on the roof was slipping.  Candy rushed forwards and just as Tammy fell she flung herself towards her, grabbed hold of her and the two girls fell in a naked heap on the ground.

Tammy grabbed hold of her as they stood up and gave her the biggest hug yet.

“Oh Candy!  Candy!  You saved me!”

“Oh Tammy!  Tammy!  Did I do the right thing?” said Candy, “I ran outside in my birthday suit.  You told me I mustn’t do that and I’m so stupid.”

“Candy,” said Tammy, “you’re the cleverest girl I know.  And hugged her even harder.”

The watching crowd looked on appreciatively and gave a little round of applause.