Debbie Does The Two Towers

Hello to all our returning and first-time readers!

First, we'd like to draw your attention to the fact that chapters 14 and 16 have been expanded. This completes the Extended Edition of "Debbie Does the Two Towers"!

Second, we'd like to announce that we have started working on the third installment of the trilogy. We'll start posting the story soon, but in the meantime, here's a teaser!

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The Tower of Isengard did not receive many visitors these days, except for the orcs who until recently had come to do Saruman's bidding. But for the second time in less than a week, a delegation had arrived to have some words with the wizard. Gandalf was in the lead, mounted on his magnificent white horse. Behind him were King Théoden, Aragorn, Éomer, Legolas, Gimli, Debbie the White, and Debbie the Purple.

"Now, you must watch your step around Saruman," Gandalf was saying. "He's very crafty and very persuasive. It's probably best to let me do the talking."

Both Debbies nodded in unison, in agreement with the wise wizard.

"Just let him get within reach of my sword, and he'll find that I can be persuasive too," growled Éomer. He was still chafing at having missed the entire battle of Helm's Deep.

Legolas and Gimli appeared not to hear, as they were engrossed in a conversation of their own.

"I tell you, I've had them both more times than you!" the Dwarf was arguing, hrrumphing at the Elf.

"But not both at once," Legolas pointed out. "*I* have. And Éowyn too."

"But you were with Aragorn as well, so that cannot possibly count."

"Oh no? I thought you *liked* Aragorn," Legolas responded coolly.

"I'd temporarily lost my head there," the Dwarf stammered. "Fangorn, you know."

"Will you stop mentioning that?!" Aragorn snapped. "I've been doing my best to forget it."

"Hush!" said Gandalf. "We're getting very near the tower now."

The mounted party passed out of the shade of the trees and the horses began splashing through ever-deepening water. As the party approached the tower, they could all clearly see that the great Isengard was but a shell of its former self.

Perhaps more surprising than the destruction, however, was the sight of Merry and Pippin laughing and smoking high atop one of the ruined walls--and between them, another copy of the lovely Lady Debbie, dressed entirely in red lingerie. She waved to the approaching party. "Hi, guys!" she called out cheerily.

"I knew there was a red one!" Gandalf exclaimed, vindicated.

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Watch this site for "Debbie Does the King (Among Others)," coming soon!

--Gypsie Rose (gypsierose3000@yahoo.com)