I've got one more chance to sell this massive, expensive old house and I'm holding an open house event with 30 prospective buyers. It's ridiculous the property hasn't sold before - it's because of the stupid rumours that it's haunted. Ridiculous! But as I start to show my group of viewers around the house something very strange happens. It's like my hands aren't under my own control! They seem determined to strip my clothes off, in the most public, embarrassing way possible! First I start unbuttoning my cardigan and I can't stop myself! Then my naughty hands start pulling up my skirt, expos...

I've got one more chance to sell this massive, expensive old house and I'm holding an open house event with 30 prospective buyers. It's ridiculous the property hasn't sold before - it's because of the stupid rumours that it's haunted. Ridiculous! But as I start to show my group of viewers around the house something very strange happens. It's like my hands aren't under my own control! They seem determined to strip my clothes off, in the most public, embarrassing way possible! First I start unbuttoning my cardigan and I can't stop myself! Then my naughty hands start pulling up my skirt, exposing my stocking tops and silk slip and even my lacy underwear! As we tour around the house, I desperately try to stay covered, but my hands have other plans and I soon realise it's a losing battle. Surely I'm not going to end up fully naked in front of all these buyers? And why won't they LEAVE when I try to explain that something's going wrong? I've never been so embarrassed in my life!