Finally home from school, Francine reads the note Arthur had passed her during Mr. Ratburn's History lesson. She begins to sweat.
The paper is wrinkled and stained, and contains a large, almost comically childish drawing of a phallus. "Oh mama" Francine pants. "I'm about to buster."
Her pants and shirt are thoroughly soaked at this point. As she begins to take them off, she hears a "click" behind her. "Take it all off!" A voice screams. Francine would recognize that voice anywhere. It had the sound of someone raised on money earned from selling used cars at unreasonable prices. "Muffy?" Francine called out. "What are you doing in my closet?" The closet door swings open with a creak and Muffy strides out, brushing dust from her skirt. "Well I was hoping for a show!" Muffy shrills.
Francine cringes.
"I paid Arthur three dollars plus a limited edition Bionic Bunny comic to see this!" said Muffy. "Wet with desire, you were supposed to strip immediately. At least, that's what Arthur said would happen."
Francine gulps nervously. "Has he...told you about this?" she asks in a low voice, glancing around the room.
Muffy flips her braid and giggles. "Oh, Francine, he's told everybody!"
Still halfway between dressed and not, Francine fumbles to clothe herself, her face turning the color of Bionic Bunny's underwear. "I can't believe this!" She thought to herself. "Arthur promised me he wouldn't tell ANYBODY! He said I was his special little faucet! How could he do this to me?"
Muffy moves in to stop her. "Oh no, honey" she croons sweetly, "show's not over yet." She snatches Francine's shirt and tossed it out of sight. "SUE ELLEN!" Muffy screams.
Summoned by her master, Sue Ellen emerges out of Francine's pile of dirty laundry. She lunges for Francine's pants and manages to rip them off.
*Click, click, click*
To be continued…