Sunday 1 June 2014

Kellie Martin mystery of the missing clothes



Kellie Martin mystery of the missing clothes

Kellie Martin stars in the role of Samantha Kenzie in the series of made for television movies known as Mystery Woman. It is about a woman who owns a mystery book shop, but always ends up solves mysteries herself. They were very good, very well written television films. One day she got a very unusual script for one of the upcoming films. It was a lot naughtier than usual for a show like this. There was nothing really bad in it or filthy. There were some scenes that were going to be a little embarrassing to film and stuff, but it just made her wonder. 

In the scene, Kellie’s character was taking a shower. The scene was in a bathroom in the back of the shop. The glass was foggy and the noise of the shower was loud. As she was showering, a mysterious person crept into bathroom. They quietly picked up her clothes, including the famous pair of jeans that she wore quite often which looked amazing on her, as well as her towel. They took every bit of clothing that she had and then they quietly crept out of the door without her hearing. She continued to shower, blissfully unaware of what had just happened. Finally, the shower ended. She switched off the water and stepped out of the shower. When she put her foot down onto the bathroom floor, she noticed something was not quite right, because she expected a towel to be there that she had laid out. 

She thought that it was a bit strange. She then looked around and realized that the towel as well as her clothes were no longer where she left them. Panic ran through her mind. For a minute, she thought maybe she left them outside the bathroom. She opened the door and looked out. They were not there either. She did not know what she was going to do. She was at her shop, it was not her house so there was no clothes or anything like it available here for her. The only saving grace was that the place was empty, as it was after hours. Someone must have gotten in though because they had taken her clothes. All that was really around in the shop were books. 

Sam looked around the office for something to cover herself with, but there really was nothing suitable only things like papers and a magnifying glass. They would not really do much. She really did not know what she was going to do, because, at some point she would have to leave the building. For now, she would have to exit the office and try to find something that she could cover herself with in the shop. Sam opened the door leading to the shop. When she opened the door it triggered a bucket filled with spaghetti that was on top of the door to tip over and to pour down onto her head. She screamed more out of surprise than anything as spaghetti poured over her head. She gasped as her head was instantly covered in sloppy spaghetti. Someone was definitely playing some kind of joke on her. The spaghetti dripped down her face. It was sloppy and soggy. It looked as though it was leftover. She shook her head and gave an exasperated sigh.

Kellie was distracted by what had happened and her vision was impaired by the spaghetti that covered her face. She did not notice what was in front of her. She slipped and tripped up, falling over and landing in a pool full of chocolate syrup. She landed with a big splat. She was not hurt or anything, everything was soft and padded. Kellie landed in the chocolate sauce. It was all over her. It dripped all over her. She threw her hands down and screamed. She could not believe this. She was now less worried and more annoyed, because she knew that someone was having a laugh with her. She then heard a noise from above her head. She looked upwards at the ceiling when she looked up, a massive creamy pie fell from the ceiling and landed straight in her face. There was a massive impact and pie splattered all over the place. “I can’t fucking believe this,” she said to herself.

She made her way to her feet. She wiped some of the mess from her face. She shook her head in anger. She looked very annoyed. She walked over to the desk. On it, in whipped cream, the word “nerd” was written across it. She was very annoyed, someone was really making of her. It was obviously someone that she knew who had planned all of this for her. She was definitely a nerd. She whole heartedly admitted this. Someone was definitely making fun of her in a major way. She made an annoyed face that she made quite a lot of times. She moved her tongue to the side her mouth and rolled her eyes with annoyance. She was blushing underneath it all. 

She went to open the drawer in the desk, to see if she could find her keys. She prayed that they had not been taken as well or she would be in even deeper trouble.  When she opened the drawer, it must have been connected to something by a cord, because a few seconds later a bucket of baked beans tipped over onto her. She closed her eyes. The beans splattered all over her. It slowly dripped down her body. She took her hands and smashed them on the desk in anger. Beans splashed everywhere. She had mess all over her body now. “Oh, my God. I can not believe this,” she said audibly. She made a pouty face. She looked utterly defeated. She looked down, luckily the keys were still there where she had left them so she would at least be able to drive home, although she would have to make it to the car first.

She still was faced with the dilemma of the fact that she had nothing to wear. She was still totally naked, with no means of covering her modesty. All that was really in the shop were books. Her only real option was to use some of the books to cover herself. She went to a bookshelf that held some of the larger books that she had in the shop. She managed to edge out two books. She took one in each hand. She held one over her breasts and the other over her private parts. She then shimmied her way down towards the front door. She did her best to keep her backside as close to the wall as she could as a means of hiding it. She only had two hands so could only carry two books to cover herself with at one time. She edged closer to the door. She did not know whether she should tiptoe along slowly as to not attract attention or to make a run for it. She awkwardly tried her best to hold the open books over herself in order to keep her modesty preserved. She just hoped and prayed that there was no one around. Although, she had a feeling that somewhere, somehow she was being watched the entire time by someone.

She edged her way closer to the front door. She was struggling a bit. She took a deep breath and opened the door. When she opened the door, a bucket of purple gunge tipped from above all over her. It landed all over her, pouring down on her head, coating her in sloppy gunge.  It also coated her breasts, her backside and her sexy legs. In an instant it covered her.  She caught her breath. “Very funny,” she thought to herself. The force of the falling gunge, momentarily knocked the books from her hands. She had to squat down and pick them up. She returned them to their previous position. She edged one leg out the door then the other. She did her best to hold the books in place. She kept her knees together. She crept along the wall slowly. Luckily it was getting dark so that worked to her advantage.

She edged her way along the wall. There were people around but they were quite far away. She kept moving slowly. She began to notice that someone was turning in her direction and coming her way. She was hoping they would not see. Then she heard them say,” Oh my God, it’s Samantha Kenzie.” She knew that she had been spotted. She panicked and began to run to her car. She could not run very fast as she was naked and covered in sloppy mess. She finally made it. She fumbled with her keys. She dropped the books. She was in such a panic that she was having a hard time opening the door. She dropped the keys and had to squat down to get them. She could hear people saying her name. She finally got the keys situated and opened the door. She hopped in only to be greeted with a creamy pie that had been left on the seat of the car. She didn’t even stop to remove it. She put the keys in the ignition and drove off. She was lucky that her keys had not been taken as well.

The next day, when she arrived to work, the first thing that greeted her when she opened the door was a ten foot high poster. On it was her naked. It read, in huge letters, “Samantha Kenzie, mystery of the missing clothes”. There was a second one of her covered in mess that read,” The filthy nerd”. All of her colleagues were there and they gave her a round of applause. She kept as calm as she could but ordered in a very stern voice. “I want them down now.” Her colleagues did as they were told. She would spend weeks investigating who was responsible for what happened vowing to get revenge. She could never prove who it was definitively, but she had a pretty good idea who it was. Whenever anyone would mention it, she would just say that they were mistaken and it was not her. It would be a running joke for the rest of the episode.

Kellie Martin was just happy that it was only part of the role she was playing and that it was not happening for real, although it was still embarrassing for her to shoot. She still had to show a lot of skin and had to get messy for real.

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