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questions or concerns, email planonudist@yahoo.com.  Copyright 2006

I've loved the naked in school story line, but you all have completely
missed the point.  Having actively gone to nudist clubs for a while,
none of you can imagine what it is really like.  Sensual but not sexual,
I've never seen an erection at a club, and only once heard a story about
a man getting an erection.  Strange how you get an erection thinking
about being naked, but actually being naked around other people is
enough to keep you soft :)  Still, here is my attempt at joining the fun.
Tell me what you all think!  I'll write a serious addition to this story
line/genre eventually.  For now, I'm having too much fun!

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James/Elizabeth Drunk and Naked at school Day Two/Tuesday

On this day, I was a pastor at a church.  I looked out over my 
fellowship, and the members of my church were all happy and smiling.  I 
smiled back.  I looked down at myself, briefly self conscious.  I was 
naked save for a priest's white stole.  The emblem on the cloth was a 
naked woman, standing, with her arms spread, done entirely in silver.

The white, classic protestant style church was barely ornamented.  The 
only decoration was a stained glass window depicting a naked virgin 
Mary nursing a baby Jesus.

As the music played, I looked forward, past the pulpit, and saw several 
women lined up for communion.  Their hair done up in white ribbons.  
Their clothing was white, where they had it at all.

The first girl was Samantha.  She was wearing a light, white, 
translucent sun-dress.  Done with old fashioned tatted lace.  I could 
see her nipples through the cloth.

Next was the Coltier's youngest daughter, Susan.  She was almost naked. 
 She had a light, lace french maid collar, with a pleated linen skirt.  
Her pierced nipples had little crosses hanging from them.

Next was a girl I didn't recognize.  Although young and dressed in a 
transparent lace baby doll, she was well endowed and had a lovely blond 
bush to match her curly hair.

Last was Ms. Cagle.  She was naked, except for a lace baby's bib.  Her 
full bush was dotted with little white ribbons.

As they looked at me and I at them, I think I grew hard when they 
licked their lips.

Behind me were Liz and Kimiko.  Both were naked, except they were 
wearing white nuns head pieces.

As the music stopped, I stepped forward and started the liturgy, my 
cock bobbing as I stepped towards the glass podium.  Kimiko and Liz 
each follow me and place a hand on my ass.

"We gather now as one body, joined around the table.  Nourished and 
hungry, loved and loving, sinner and forgiven; we make one circle of 
knowing, believing, rejoicing, being, as God lights and rests among us."

The crowd gave a soulful "Amen"

I stepped forward to Samantha, being followed by Liz and Kimiko.

I said to Samantha as I placed my erect cock on her tongue:

"Take this bread, as it is the body of Christ. "  She then quickly and 
impossibly sucked me off in under a minute.  The crowd was ooh-ing and 
aw-ing as they watched.

As I came I pulled out of her mouth, she closed her eyes, and with my 
dick I wrote with my cum a cross on her forehead.

"Pas Cum Biscum": I said to her with a stoic face.

Then, I moved on to the next girl.

Elizabeth followed behind me and took my place at Samantha.

Elizabeth said "Drink this wine, as it is the blood of Christ", and she 
placed her shaven pussy at the extended tongue of the girl.  Samantha 
licked liked there was no tomorrow.

As I finished with Susan and said my peace, Elizabeth pulled back, took 
some juice from her pussy and wrote a cross on the girls cheek.  And, 
Elizabeth says "Treasure this gift, as it comes from the lord."

We the move on again, and Kimiko takes Elizabeth's place at Samantha.  
Kimiko turns around and pushes her ass towards Samantha, spreading her 
cheeks.

Kimiko breathly says "Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust" as Samantha 
starts to ream her.

As I cum on the mysterious blond, Kimiko pulls back and turns around, 
and fresh kisses the girl.  Pulls out, and writes a cross on Samantha's 
other cheek with her tongue, and she says:

"You are now one with the body of Christ".

Kimiko then breaks wind, which raises numerous yells of "Amen" from the 
audience.  I wake up just as Ms. Cagle's tongue is about to touch my 
cock.

What a strange dream....

I am in my own bed.  Slept better than I had remembered.  Normally I 
don't sleep well after I drink, but who cares.  I drifted in and out of 
sleep, glad to be at home.  Until I heard a knock at the front door and 
women's voices.

"Sure you can go on up, he's still in bed.  Just be warned he slept 
naked."

"That's OK, I saw it all yesterday."

And they both laughed.

I slept naked?  Oh wow....

They spoke on for a while, I wasn't sure what was going up but I sat up 
and started trying to clear my head.  Eventually I heard multiple steps 
coming up the door.

A light knock on the door happened and they they opened the door.  To 
my surprise it was Elizabeth standing there.

"Hi sweet-hard!  How are you?"

"Elizabeth?  What are you doing here.  How'd you know where I lived?"  
I replied, trying to cover myself with a sheet.

"I drove you home silly.  Do you mind?"

"Oh yeah, OK I guess, still waking up.  What day is it?"  I asked.

"Tuesday genius, still four more days to go!"

"Oh yeah, you wouldn't believe the dream I just had..." I replied.

"So, you going to get up or do I have to steal this sheet?" she asked.

"No!  I'm getting up, could you just leave for a minute?"

"Why?  You aren't bashful are you, girly boy?"  She said with a smirk

"Ha ha, very funny."

And with that I got out anyway.  Making a show of pretending to cover 
myself as I walked to the dresser.  

"Why are you getting dressed?  Just go take a shower and meet us down 
stairs.  You stink!"

"Why don't you join me?" I said without thinking.

She laughed and said it would mess up her makeup.  Fine, I crowded by 
her and ran to the bathroom, leaving her laughing.

The shower felt great, I wished I had taken more over the last few 
days.  Being washed off with the garden hose, then the kitchen hose, 
didn't do much for me.  I quickly took care of my business, wishing I 
had been left alone to wake up.

'Why did she come?  What does it mean?'  I thought about Elizabeth, 
wondering why this girl was so quickly pushing herself in to my life.

As I jacked off I thought of cute little Kimiko.  Fucking her as I 
slowly pulled her panties out of her ass.  I was going to have to try 
to fuck her before the week was over.  Thinking over everything that 
happened yesterday and the day before.  I came quickly, but didn't go 
down.  Running out of time I got out of the shower anyway, and hoped 
the cold air would do the trick.  After I got out I combed my hair and 
put on a bath robe.  Before I left I remembered how great it felt to 
brush my teeth, and did it as I got my thoughts together.

I went downstairs to find Elizabeth and mom sitting at the table 
talking.  Mom was wearing her nightgown still.

"Mom, why are you still not dressed?" I cried.

"Good morning to you too, dear.  You shouldn't complain since you slept 
naked."

"But mom, Elizabeth is here!"

"So what, she doesn't mind.  Do you Elizabeth?

"No ma'am.  I'd be wearing one too, if I could."

"You really need to get with the times, James." My mom said to me as 
she got up.

As I went over to get my cereal, I noticed finally what Elizabeth was 
wearing.

She was wearing another knit outfit.  The blouse was a dark pink color. 
 Not sure what to make of it.

"So, where'd you get the outfit?"

"I made it" She replied.

"Really?  How?"

She said "My family is very crafty.  We can make pretty much anything, 
if you think this is great, you should see what my mom can make."

"So you sewed the shirt?"

"Made the cloth too, it's great what you can do with a computer these 
days."

"Your computer did that?"  I asked incredulously.

"Sure, it can do a lot.  Can't get it to do a double weave yet, but I'm 
working on it!."  She replied.

This girl was leagues beyond me.

"So, thank you for waking me up."

"No problem, 'James-Boy'" Elizabeth quipped.

I could only blush in response.

"Well, James, it's time to go. Come on!"  She said, standing up and 
heading
towards the door.

I got up from the table and did my dishes, laughed to myself that I now 
had a second mom.

I went to the door, following Elizabeth.  And, my mom now dressed, 
asked me "Forgetting something?"

"Trash?" I replied.

"No dear, not today, your robe.  We can't have you ruining the nice 
robe your grandmother got you."  My mom said, patronizing me.

I only stared in response, not sure what to do.  Sure, I was naked all 
day yesterday and had been seen by everyone including my mother.  But 
to go to school without even a robe in worried me.

"I'll make sure it's OK."  I said.

"No you won't, it's not worth the bother.  Just take it off.  She was 
starting to get the voice that only mothers had, that guttural "Do it 
or die" voice they all seem to develop.  I think I heard Elizabeth 
laughing.

I looked over and Elizabeth and only saw a smile.  She quickly said 
"Come on James, do it!
Let's go!"

"Fine", I said, dropping my robe by the door.  Putting my shoes on and 
leaving, I didn't look back. Didn't even bother to put it on a hanger.

The day was overcast and slightly windy.  Nice, almost.  Who would 
think that a slightly windy day can be as much fun as a sunny day when 
you are naked?

As I got into the car, I had to stop and think.

"Elizabeth, why are you really here?"  I asked.

She looked at me and thought for a second.  "Why does it matter?"

"It doesn't, I'm just not sure what do make of it."

"Well, it just felt right.  Besides, I wanted to be the one to get you 
drunk today.  Look in my bag."

I looked down and opened the bag, to find it full of mini-bottles of 
liquor.  I picked one up and thought.  Not sure if I wanted to spend 
another day like yesterday.

"Where did you get all of these?" I asked

"One of my uncles runs a liquor store called Boozer's Boy, he always 
sells me stuff cheap since I help out."

"You work at a liquor store, you're only in high-school?"  I asked

"Work isn't the right word.  I help out.  Where do you work?"  She 
replied.

This girl was an enigma.  "At a computer store."

"Really, you don't seem to know much about computers?"

"Thanks alot....  There isn't much to know.  It's a matter of 
experience and fixing things as you see them.  Not very exciting, it's 
not even open right now.  What's the liquor store like?"

"It's pretty mundane.  I help out with the registers and banners and 
stuff.  It's the most exciting when he helps out with festivals.  He's 
not that active in my family, but he is still a great uncle.  My family 
can be pretty intense some times."  She replied.

"Yeah, no kidding."  I said, thinking of what kind of family would 
raise a girl like this.  And, what my family and all families were like.

"My mom can be pretty intense sometimes."  I said back.

"Your mom?  Nah, she's great."

"What about this morning?"

"Are you really upset about the robe and the nightgown?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Not to be harsh, but get over it.  I wouldn't be surprised if she was 
sleeping and walking around the house naked by the end of the week.  
She might even be going to work naked."

"What you do you mean?" I asked.

"Well, the program can do that to people.  My family was a big part of 
getting the program in town.  We went through all of it early."  She 
said, with a smile.

"But, you're not naked?  Does everyone do that in your family?"

"I am naked at home, and most of the time around town.  My family is 
too.  I just don't at school because I don't want to deal with the 
'reasonable requests'."

"Oh, I didn't have to do that much of it yesterday."

"You were lucky.  We go to school with a lot of immature people.  
You'll probably get the full force of it today.  They need to grow up, 
that is what the program is for.  I just don't want to be the only one 
doing it." Elizabeth said with a frown.

"Have you gone naked yet this year?" I asked.

"At school?  No, not really.  I'll have to soon."

She was getting into traffic so I opened one bottle for myself.  
Something
called "Obstler".

I coughed and sputtered all over the dash board.  "What is this?"

"Here, let me see." She replied taking the bottle.

"Oh, Obstler.  Pear brandy, good stuff.  Good stuff to not waste, are 
you sure you're a drinker?"  She said, grabbing paper towels from the 
back.

"Only lately, you sure it won't kill me?"  I asked with a sputter.

"Yeah, pretty sure.  You might want to get something to chase it with 
once you
get to school.  Otherwise the taste will stay with you."

"Oh", I said, finally managing to finish the mini-bottle.

"Try the Himbergeist", she said.

I fished around until I found one.  Opened it and smelled suspiciously.

"Don't worry, it's good.  Especially after that first one."

I decided to shoot this one.  Glad I did.  It had a flavor, but not 
much of
one.

"Are you trying to get me drunk?"  I asked with a laugh.

"Damn straight."  She replied with a smile.

We laughed together for a few seconds, each taking a breath and calming 
down.

We pulled into a mostly empty school parking lot and talked for a 
little while.  Talked about her special 'computers'.  Talked about her 
family.  Talked about drinking.  She was fun to talk to, and not really 
pretentious like a lot of 'intense' types.

"Here, hand me an ASS."  She said.

"A what?"  All of a sudden scared of her again.

"An ASS.  One of the large white pill looking things."

Looking through the back I finally saw one.  It looked like a four inch 
long pill.

"OK" Handing her one "What is it?"

"Here look."  She said.

She then pulled up her skirt, pulled aside her thong, revealing her 
beautiful little ass hole, then the opened the package and pushed it 
into her bum without a delay.

"What the hell it that thing?"  I asked.

"It's an alcohol suppository.  Also know as an A.S.S, Alcohol 
Suppository Shot."

"You're kidding..."

"Nope, it's as strong as two or three shots.  Doesn't burn and leaves 
your ass clean too.  Best of all, it doesn't hit your breath for a 
while."

"Oh wow..."

"My uncle was trialling them in his store.  You want one?"  She asked

"No thank you, I prefer to drink my alcohol."  I said cringing.

"Suit yourself, they are great.  But, no one else really liked them 
either.  That's why my uncle gave them to me.  They were debating 
making them illegal after this one woman died, until they realized 
nobody really liked them.  Pass me a Bullet, will you?" I looked down 
and grabbed one of the little can's of Bullet, an alcoholic energy 
drink.

"Can I have one?"  I asked.

"Sure, suit yourself.  This is going to be fun"

We sat there drinking and laughing for a while, until other cars 
started showing up.

"Well James, off to class."  She said, stifling a giggle.  "See you in 
PE!"

After we pealed out of her car, she came around and gave me a big hug 
and a kiss.  Then, as we separated, she slapped me on the ass and ran 
off.

"See you later James-Boy!  Hey, you wanna have dinner with me tonight?"

"Yeah, can you give me a ride?"

"Of course!"  She said.

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As I stumbled to class I had to endure my first real 'reasonable 
request'.

A cute little girl asked to see me jack off.  Not knowing what to do I 
started.  She oohed and awed for a few minutes, until she said "Sorry", 
blushed, and ran off.

Not knowing what to do and still hard, I walked to class as quickly as 
possible.  Enduring the cheers and jeers of other students.

I walked into class and I was the first one there.  Ms. Cagle was 
already at her desk.

"Oh James!  You're here."  She said pulling her hand out of her crotch. 
 

"Yes ma'am?"  Was my only response, going to my desk.

"Come here for a moment, we need to talk."

Not knowing what to do, I stepped towards her.  Afraid she would ask 
about me drinking.

"The principal asked me to speak with you, since you didn't have a 
formal introduction to the program yesterday."

"Here."  She said handing me a sticky program booklet.  How 
appropriate...

"Do you know the rules?"  She asked.

"Yes ma'am."

"Very well, do you need relief?"

I said yes, without even thinking about it.  And she smiled and bent 
forward, taking my already erect cock in her mouth.

Wow, I'm getting head from my teacher.  I should have thought about her 
being the only other person in the class when I said I needed relief, 
and she didn't hesitate to start on me.  

I moaned and bucked at her mouth, only taking vague notice of her 
fingering herself as the did her work.  With her other hand she was 
massaging my balls in a gentle wave formation.  As we were working we 
heard a startled gasp.  We both stopped and looked over to see a young 
girl standing at the door covering her face.

Ms. Cagle let go of my cock and didn't hesitate to say "Please have a 
seat, we'll start in a minute."

She then went back to me and it was only another minute before I came.  
Forcefully erupting again and again into her mouth.  She continued 
sucking like a baby at a bottle even as I went limp.

"There you go!"  She said with a smile.

"Thank you"  Was all I could gasp.  It was easily the best blow-job I 
had ever had, not that I had had many.

"No problem.  No one ever thinks about the teachers.  I'm glad I had 
this chance."  Ms. Cagle said.

"Oh, OK."

She stood up and gave me a hug, we both laughed when her skirt stuck to 
the chair.  

"Oh well, these need to be cleaned now."

She nodded for me to go to my seat as she took off the skirt.

"Good thing I have a plan B!"  She showed off her bush for a second, 
shaking her ass to me and the girl, before pulling her shirt down into 
a short, one piece dress.

She then laughed and threw the skirt in a drawer.  I didn't think and 
left the pamphlet sticking to the desk.  Didn't miss it either.

As the other students starting filing in, the teacher asked if we 
remembered what we covered yesterday.  Thankfully the girl from earlier 
said yes and said we had study call.  I could barely remember 
yesterday, let alone a study hall.  

"Very well, after the announcements we will start the new chapter."

As the bell rang and the rest of the students filed in.  We all stood 
for the pledge.  Amazing to think we were still reciting a version of 
it, even after all of these years.  After that we sat down and the 
principal stated talking.

"Good morning students.  We are pleased to announce we have a student 
in the program this week after all.  Everyone, please be good to James 
Smith, since he is alone in those participating for credit this week.  
We had been leaving students out because of mid-terms, but we are 
always glad to have a recognized participant in the program..."

OH shit, mid-terms....

"Since he will be able to have James do all volunteer work as a program 
participant, we have decided to make him the designated study hall lead 
for all of those students in grades less than him.  Please join him at 
the study hall tonight and Thursday afternoon for any questions you 
have!"

"In other news...."  The Principal continued.

And I heard nothing else as the principal prattled on.  I couldn't only 
think to myself, there goes my social life.

A note hit me, it was from Jaime.

I picked it up and read it.  The message was "Sorry dude".  I agreed 
completely....

There was a knock at the door, and Ms. Cagle got up to get it.  Her 
wetness was already moving to the back of this 'dress' as well.

"James, it's for you".

I dreaded getting up to the door and for a moment thought about not 
doing it.  But, got up anyway.  When I got to the door it was Kimiko of 
all people.

"Hi James Boy!"

"Hi Kimiko, what's up?"

Ms. Cagle closed the door behind me with a wink.

"Is Ms. Cagle OK?  She looked a little funny."  Kimiko asked

"She is having wardrobe problems.  What's up?"  I replied

"Well, Lizzy asked me to come by and check on you.  Make sure were OK." 
 She said, pulling a bottle out of her blouse.  Not sure how she hid it 
with her small frame.

I laughed and took it, and took a few gulps.  Kimiko was looking at me 
expectantly, "Well" she said.

Knowing what she wanted I handled the bottle back, and she took it 
enthusiastically.

"Good stuff", she said, taking half the bottle at one time.

"Do you normally do this?"  I asked

"No, do you?"  She replied back.

"No, it's just kind of happened".

"Well, we are all on the AP track so we don't have mid-terms.  Our test 
was state run a few weeks ago.  So we don't have anything to do this 
week.  Figured we would spend it drinking.  We have to with all the 
weird time fillers teachers have cooked up.  One of them gave us all 
polka lessons..." 

"OK" I said, reaching for the bottle.  It was the first time I had a 
chance to really look at her today.  She was wearing another pleated 
skirt, with a loose blouse.

"You like?" She asked, handing me the bottle and then spreading her 
shirt so I could see down it.  She was wearing a bra, but she didn't 
need it.  She used it to hide a small vibrator and I could see how she 
held the small bottle.

"Very much", I said, drinking the rest of the bottle.

I handed it back to her, she shook it checking that nothing was left, 
and with a frown put it back in her shirt.

"Give Elizabeth a hug and a kiss for me, would you?"

"Sure thing!" Kimiko said then she stared at me expectantly.

"What?"

"You've got to give me the kiss before I can pass it on."

"Oh"  Was all I could say as the wrapped herself around me and closed 
her
eyes.

I kissed her as deeply and thoroughly as I could.  I reached around and 
grabbed her ass from under her skirt.  Massaged it for a second before 
letting go.  After she slipped me the tongue, I returned and she 
grabbed a hold of my tongue with her teeth.  She then went completely 
limp in my arms.  I hugged her tight and then let go.

"See you later James Boy.  I'll pass it on!"  She said running off, her 
little thong showing under her skirt as she ran away.  I really hope I 
get to fuck that girl.

I started back inside.  I thought about going in and warning Ms. Cagle 
about the spot on her dress, but decided against it and I went to my 
seat.

She was talking about another morbid tale.  Still would love to know 
why literature is like that.  It was fun to pay attention to her thin 
'dress', though.

PE was study time, they decided the students all needed it.  For 
mid-terms.  The coach didn't even ask me if I needed relief.  She 
simply sat at a temporary desk in front of the class and did paper 
work.  The cheerleaders sat with me and talked and drank.  They were 
looking forward to the party this Friday and were trying to come up 
with some ideas.

I walked into science class on time today.  Professor covered a chapter 
on the basics of cell reproduction then started into mid-term review.  
He asked if I needed relief, but only felt a warm glow, so I said no.

My school has two lunch periods, third and fourth.  They can only feed 
so many students at a time, so they broke the lunch up into two 
periods.  That's all find and dandy, except that so many students can't 
eat lunch with their friends.

Elizabeth and I didn't eat lunch together, so we had to trade messages 
on our phones.  I sent her a few, she sent some back.

She IMd me "Where are you?"

I IMd back "By the north cafeteria entrance, in the alcove towards the 
pond.  Why?"

"Because I'm sending Samantha over."  She IMd back.  Oh shit....

"Quick favor" I IMd back

"What?" she replied.

"I found out I have study hall after school.  Can you pick me up later 
instead of drive home with me after school?" I IMd her.

"Sure, let me know how it goes." She replied.

Samantha came by a few minutes later with a spring in her step.

"Hi James!" she said smiling, dropping Elizabeth's bag on my table with 
a clank and a hiccup.

She then came over and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.  She was 
still dressed in her pirate getup, but also with a captains hat now.  
This was the first time I had seen her 'dressed'.  She wore a pair of 
dark knee length bloomers that laced at the top.  The lacing was done 
so that you could see her pubic hair through the crotch.  Her belt 
looked like it had her cell phone in the sword holster.  Her nipples 
showing through her loose, thin blouse .

"So, heard you and Elizabeth are becoming an item?"

"Yeah, I guess. What is it to you?"

"Nothing.  Just interesting." She replied.  "What a drink?"

"Of course, I lost my buzz halfway through science."

"Ohh, your poor dear.  Have some Captain." She said, passing me a 
mini-bottle of spiced rum.

We sat around and shot the shit.  It was strange to have a conversation 
with a girl who ended every sentence with "Arg", but it was fun after a 
few drinks.

Lunch was the normal assortment of semi-processed crap.  But, after a 
few drinks you lose your taste and everything was OK.

I walked into the computer science lab and took my seat, getting to 
work.  The teacher called me up front and asked for my pass.

"My pass?"

"Yes, your pass, you do have one for yesterday, don't you?"

Oh shit, I missed class yesterday. Gotta think fast...

"No, I forgot to get one, can I go get it?"

"Where were you?"

"I was helping out with the alternative club."

"Oh, OK, go get your pass and come back when you have it."

Not knowing what to do, I went to Mr. Mitchel's office hoping he was in 
and would help me. 

Thankfully he was in his office.  I knocked and he waved me in.

"Hi James, how are you?  Any ideas for our fund-raiser?"

"Yes sir" I said, hoping to string him along.

"What then?"

"Well, sir..." Think fast, think fast, think fast...

"Yes?"

"I thought I could do something naked, you know like naked sign waving 
or something?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you know all those sign wavers outside of stores these days?  We 
could do that but instead of charging to work, the store could donate 
to the club and take the writoff.  That should save them some money, 
even if they are only paying minimum wage.  Plus, us being naked and 
all should get them even more attention."

"That's a great idea!"  Mr. Mitchel said.

"Thank you" he was playing right along...

"When can you start?" He asked

"What do you mean?"

"Well, when is your next day to volunteer?"

"Wednesday, I think."

"Could you do this then?"  He asked.

"I think so." What the fuck had I gotten myself into?

"That's great, we'll be ready by then.  The art students in the club 
have been looking for something to do, we can have them do the sign.  
And I think we know the place!" He was getting excited and stood up.  
"Be here after school Wednesday?"

"Yes sir."

"Excellent, thank you James.  This just might work.  Do you need a 
pass?" He had asked me the magic question.

"Yes sir."

"Very well.  See you tomorrow!"  He said writing out a long note, 
thanking the teacher for letting me help.

Perfect, I thought.  Got myself out of one bad situation and into 
another.

I excused myself and took my note.  Going back to class.

I walked in and handed my teacher the note.  He sighed and took the 
note.  He said we were doing the exercises from 3.2 and told me to sit 
down.

Science class couldn't go fast enough.

Math class was more quadratics.  Seems like after thousands of years of 
work mathematicians would come up with something more interesting.

Government was more speculation about the great lawyer revolt a few 
years back and relating that to the last few centuries.

Art class was a selection of slides of famous nude works, quite a few 
'pornographic' images were included.  Much to the giggles of the other 
students.

After school ended I walked into study hall and found it empty to my 
surprise, except for Ms. Cagle of all people.

"Oh, hi James", she said pulling her head up from a magazine she was 
intently reading.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, trying not to check her dress for 
spots.

"It's my turn in the rotation.  All teachers are rotated through 
monitoring the study hall." 

"OK, well, where are the students?"

"You're the only one."

"Nobody is coming?"

"Probably not.  Students don't ever come here.  We put out the study 
hall as a token.  We always hear students bitching that no one helps 
them or gives them a chance, so we set up a general study hall and made 
it known it was available.  Of course no one ever shows up, they don't 
care."  She said mournfully.

"Sounds about right" I said.  "Why am I here then?"

"Well James, we are trying to get students involved.  We can't cancel 
this.  If we do, we start losing our footing in moral arguments with 
students.  So, we have to find a way to get students in here." 

"And you picked me...." I said.

"That's right!  We debated for a while about getting the NiS 
participants involved.  But, there where always too many and we 
couldn't really expect all of them to or pick who is or should be 
involved.  Since there is only one of you this week, we figured it 
would be a gentle start."

"Don't tell me you had anything to do with this?"

"Yes, is that a problem?" she asked.

"No, I'm just not sure what to think about all of this."

"Well dear, don't worry, although I was trying to get program 
participants involved, I didn't single you out."  She said in a 
motherly voice.

"So, since you are here.  What do you want to talk about?  Mommy Cagle 
will discuss anything with you."  She stood up, and sat on the next, 
patting the table top next to her.

I sat wondering, what to ask, worried about what all she meant.

"What about our reading today?"

"You want to discuss that?  Why?" She said, looking disappointed.

"Well, I've always wondered why classical literature is always so 
negative."

"What?" she asked.

"Everything we have read is about death and despair.  Why?"

"Problem is, that is almost all that is left.  Much of it was destroyed 
by ignorant and hateful people.  People are threatened by anything, any 
idea.  I guess it's harder to be threatened by threatening books."

"What do you mean?"  I asked.

"Well, take when the program started.  So many people fought against 
it, they were locked up. They were so threatened by the idea of people 
going naked freely, that they fought violently and became hard headed 
against everything.  In the end, they were all locked up because of 
violent crimes. There was no one left to oppose it."

"You mean those types of people destroyed the good stories?"

"Yes, most of them anyway.  There are good stories left."

"Like what?" I asked.

"Well, let's take the bible.  Thousands of pages of bitter and dry 
stories.  But, when people started pulling copies together and 
publishing them they thought it was too dry and bitter.  So, they 
looked through the ancient texts and found one that was completely 
against all of that, and they included it in their work."

"Song of Solomon?" I guessed

"That's right, an entire book of the bible about breasts, spice wine, 
and kinky out-door sex.  Some say it was included to show that god also 
loves us and it's not always tough love, but basically they couldn't 
push the bible without some sort of earthly ideal place to talk about.  
Solomon's love became that."  She said.

"OK, but why is most of the bible negative?  They weren't destroying 
the positive books, just not including them."  I said.

"Some say people survive on violence and negativity because that pushes 
them to move forward.  If people aren't threatened by violence and 
hopelessness in their lives, what will push them forward?"

"Negative literature." I sighed.

"That's right.  They say that people are pushed forward by 
hopelessness, to build better things.  But, they also say people are 
held back by good things.  Not wanting to abandon them people don't 
push forward.  If those that are pushed forward and build great things, 
do so because of negative literature, those are the works they push and 
recommend.  That's why sex becomes so taboo, and any cherished joy was 
held secret.  They feared becoming decadent and despised and lazy.  
Decadence destroys civilizations.  There are those psychologists who 
say the human mind is incapable of keeping happy.  It becomes immune 
some how."

"That sounds true but scary."  Was all I could reply

"Yes, that was all brought up when the program was being pushed 
forward.  What would students have to work for if not good clothes and 
cars and competition?"

"They could work for sex?"

"Yes, but they needed more.  It was a strange day when they realized 
that people push forward anyway.  That it doesn't matter how dark or 
how sunny a place, people will work anyway.  The inspiration came from 
some of the darkest of books, written by Ayn Rand."

"Really?"

"Yes.  She wrote about some horrible things.  But, her point was that 
humans can always over come.  She really believed in the efficacy of 
the human soul.  And, her stories became the framework for discussing 
the program.  Which is another purpose of studying the same literature 
generation after generation.  It's not enough for people to have the 
same words to work from, if they don't have ideas to work from as well."

"So the purpose of the program is to start that next chapter of people 
working forward?  To come up with new ideas and framework?"

"Yes.  Western Civilization has been becoming wasteland of ideas.  
People don't seek understanding or communication.  We've done all that 
we can off of the old ways."

"What do you mean?  Some of the greatest things ever have happened 
recently?" I said.

"That's true.  But, we are shallow culturally.  We need a new 
framework.  Something not so negative, if you will."

"Oh" I finally said, thinking over everything she said.

"Anything else?"  She asked?

"No, not really, I don't even know how to follow up to that."

"Take your time, you have all of your life." She said.

I had found new respect for Ms. Cagle.  She not only understood what 
students hated about adult life, but could also build an appreciation 
for adult life in students.

"Now" she said, grabbing my cock "I expect you to become one of my 
better students."  With the other hand she read into her desk and 
pulled out a copy of the bible. "I want you to read some of those 
precious short pages for me.  Start with chapter seven, the pussy 
chapter."

As she went down on me again I started to read:

"How beautiful are thy feet with shoes.  O prince's daughter!  The 
joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the works of the hands of a 
cunning workman..."

I came before we finished chapter 8.  It had to of been the most 
wonderful literature lesson I have ever had.

As she swallowed down my cum she joked "Your spiced wine is wonderful.  
I trust I will have your support from now on?"

"Yes ma'am", was all I could breathe.

"Anything else I can do for you?"

"I have a request for tomorrow."

"What is it, James?"

"Stay naked tomorrow."

"Why, my dear?"  She said blushing.

"Take off your dress and look at the back."  Was all I could say.

She gave me a funny look and stood up, taking off what was left of her 
one piece dress/shirt.  She laughed as she held it up in the light, 
seeing the marks and the wet transparent spot she said:

"OK, I'll see what I can do.  Now go home!"  She gave me a kiss and a 
hug, and a pat on the ass as I turned around to leave.

As I got out front my head was spinning, I called Elizabeth to pick me 
up.

When I was finished I called mom, told her I would be eating at 
Elizabeth's.  She sounded happy so I asked what was going on.

"I found a job!" was all she said.

"Really?  That's great." I said.

"Yes, I will tell you about it later.  Have fun tonight dear."

Elizabeth was at school within a few minutes, I was hard again by the 
time she got there, having been thinking about my day.

"Is that for me?"  She asked with a smile, naked in her car.

"Yes it is." I halfway lied.

==== ====

Elizabeth took a haphazard route home.  Stopping at her uncles to 
restock her bag.  It was the first time I had seen the place, Boozer's 
Boy.  It was taking up a triple width of the strip mall, what would 
have been big enough for a grocery store in the old days.  In the 
parking lot where two giant, inflated bottles, each with a small naked 
figure clasping/humping the neck.

"That's quite a sight." I said to Elizabeth.

"Yep, it was a lot of work but we got it done."

"You made those too?"

"No, but I designed them.  Had to have special equipment to make 
something that big."  She replied.

We went by the health food store for some munchies she wanted.  Lots of 
soy crunchies and yogurt drinks, some green machine juice.

"You have to clean out your system after all of that alcohol."  She 
said, matter of factly.  "Can't have our James Boy getting sick, now 
can we?"  She laughed.

We got to Elizabeth's house around four.  It was a old fashioned 
prairie four-corner house from the early 1900s.  It was an old part of 
town that was coming around again.

There was no real yard, but the house was huge.  The one small window 
on the front of the house was covered in lace, the two windows upstairs 
were as well.  The house was painted a bright color of blue.

We grabbed our bags and started walking up the steps.  The floor boards 
creaking as we went.

As soon as we were in the front door she emptied the clothes from her 
bag into the hamper.  As I cracked up laughing she gave me a wry look.

"What?"  Was all she asked.

"I just never considered where nudists kept the clothes hamper, that's 
all"

"Well, after years of stripping when we got home we got tired of 
fighting with piles of dirty clothes by the front door.  Plus, for some 
reason our guests never minded seeing us naked, but they were unnerved 
by seeing our dirty underwear.  Oh well.  Take off your shoes."

I complied, putting my shoes in an empty spot in a cabinet.

She grabbed my hand and took me for a tour.  Downstairs looked fairly 
old fashioned, just out of order.  What had been the parlor was turned 
into the dining room.  A large oak chest took up the center of 
attention.

The old dining room was set up with a set of wooden legged couches, 
raised off of the floor.  An out of place King Louis cabinet that I 
guessed held the TV.  Several book cases.  A monster coffee table.  
Plants were growing every direction.

The kitchen looked very country.  Pigs and cows everywhere.

We turned around and went up stairs.

There where four bedrooms.  She said one belonged to her parents, one 
belonged to her sister, the third was hers.  The last room was the 
craft room.

Her parents room was the largest, a monster bed in the middle, 
surrounded by pictures and dressers.

Her sisters room was done teeny-bopper style.  Covered in pink and 
pictures of rock stars.  A twin bed was in one corner.

The craft room was the most impressive.  Machines I couldn't believe 
were packed into every inch of space.  Things she identified as a 
digital loom, an embroidery machine, a quilting machine, a sock 
machine, a large work table, and computers packed into every corner.  
She said her fathers wood shop was in the basement.  And her mother did 
the gardening.

Her room is where we finished.  Shelves covered all the walls, only a 
simple futon was on the floor.  "Hope you don't mind", she said sitting 
down and grabbing my hand, motioning me to join her.

I sat down on the futon and looked around.

"Not what I expected."  I said

"What did you expect?"  She asked.

"Computers everywhere."

"Oh, well they're here.  Let me show you."  She opened a cabinet 
besides us and pulled out a keyboard on a drawer.  The monitor was 
above it.  "There you go!" She said.  "Is that what you same up here 
for?  To see my computer and my dad's handiwork."

"Of course not."  And, with that I gave her a quick kiss.

We started slow, made out like teenagers for the longest time.  Rubbing 
and bumping.  Strange to make out when you are naked, fun too.  People 
think getting naked is all about having sex; It's not.  But, a big part 
of sex is being naked :)

The result was that the first time I made love with Elizabeth the sun 
was out.

We eventually fucked then cuddled, then told me to go take a shower and 
brush my teeth.  She said her family will be home soon.  She said it 
was down stairs and out back.

As I walked into the bathroom it was deceptively large.  Looks like 
they had taken an entire room and made it into one.  The large room was 
tiled all over, the bathtub was square and Japanese style in one 
corder.  There was a drain in the middle of the room.  After I was 
pretty much soaped up she joined me.

"Nice bathroom" I said.

She smiled and pushed me away from the shower head.  "Yes, one problem 
with an old house like this is a lack of pluming.  We originally made 
due with the bathrooms that were built in, but knocking them out and 
making this one out back made for a much happier family."

After she finished and I rinsed off she threw me a towel.  After I was 
dried off she even combed my hair.

"Perfect", she said, giving me a kiss on the cheek before doing her own 
hair.

We walked out into the kitchen.  She told me to have a seat as she 
started the dinner preparations.  It's fun to watch a naked cook :)

She brought out some of the munchies we had bought earlier.  I munched 
away asking if there was something I could help with.

"Not much to do.  I have to start the rice and the meat.  Mom will 
finish the rest when she gets home.  Could you set the table?"

"Sure, how many?"

"Just five, the two of us, mom and dad, and sis."  She said.

Dinner was pleasant enough.  True to Elizabeth's word, they were all 
naked pretty quickly after they got home.  There were the usual 
questions about who I am.  Elizabeth's sister was a trip, she kept 
making snide comments about me.  I just blew it off.

The father told a story about his work today.  Apparently he is an 
engineer at the local power receiver.  Since they started building 
orbital power stations, they are still trying to get the bugs worked 
out of the microwave receivers.

"Yeah, a flock of birds flew through one of the beams today.  Poor 
dears, they were flopping around for about fifteen minutes before they 
recovered."

"Daddy, that's cruel!"  Elizabeth's sister said.

"Don't worry, they were fine, just stunned them a little.  There would 
have only been a problem if they had stayed on the receiver itself."

"But Daddy, those poor birds could have died."

"Doesn't take much to kill birds, dear.  We are careful and they are 
better off with only a receiving station there instead of a large power 
plant."

"Well what happened to them?"

"Well" their father said. "There was a large flock of birds flying 
through, and wherever they passed through the beam the birds that were 
hit kind of fell to the ground and twitched."

We were finished with dinner and Elizabeth's sister was starting to 
argue with her dad about the birds so I took my leave.  Elizabeth 
walked me out then drove me home.  

We were quiet, just enjoying the breeze coming in our windows.

"James, would you like to come to a wedding with me Saturday?" she 
asked.

"Of course, who's wedding?" I replied.

"An aunts.  I love weddings but I never like going alone.  Would you 
really come with me?"

"Sure, what should I wear?"

"Don't worry about it.  Just send me your measurements and I'll find 
something."  She replied

"OK" I said, I already knew better than to ask too many details.

Elizabeth dropped me off with a deep kiss.  I went to the porch and 
waited for her to drive off before I went inside.

Mom was sitting inside on the couch, wearing her night gown.

"Hi honey!" she said to me, not taking her eyes off of the TV.

"Hi mom." I said, taking a seat next to her.

"I got a job today", she said, finally looking at me.

"That's great, where?"

"Boozer's Boy."  she replied

"What?" was all I could say.

"Yep, Elizabeth told me about it.  Apparently they always need sales 
people, I'm a little worried about the uniform though..."  She said.

"What do you mean?"  So that's what Elizabeth was talking about when 
she said mom might be working naked soon.

"Well, it's nothing but a short waist apron.  And I have too shave too!"

"Mom..."

"What are you worried about dear?  You've been naked for two days now 
and you are OK.  Why shouldn't I be?"

"What will the job be like?" I asked

"Well, I would be a sales lady.  At Boozer's, people are greeted at the 
door and walked through the store by an escort.  When they are 
finished, the escort handles their purchase and walks them to their 
car.  No sex involved like some jobs, just a little flesh."

"But, you are my mom!"

"So what?  You've seen me naked before, you just can't remember.  
That's it, I'm going to be naked from now on too!"  She said.  With 
that she stood up and wiped off her night-gown.  Her now naked body 
glowing eerily in the TV light.

She stood there glaring at me waiting for a response.  I could only 
gasp.  Finally I stood up and grunted "whatever", and went off to my 
bed to pout.

I layed there trying to go to sleep for a while.  Strange images of mom 
working in a liquor store, naked.  I thought about Elizabeth and 
wondered.  Why is she taking such a big part of my life and why so 
suddenly?

I needed a drink.

==== End of Day Two ====