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   Buckel Water Parks Inc was a corporation with big plans, and even bigger
investors.  It was all explained to Tiffany during a private office
meeting.

   "Would you be interested in different responsibilities?" the boss asked.
"We like your speaking skills.  It's refreshing and different than what we
usually have."

   She smiled, "Thank you.  I'm ready for whatever you have to offer."

   "Don't get too excited yet.  This assignment was turned down by a few
others in our company."

   "How come?"

   The boss leaned back and sighed.  "Well, Tiff, we're focusing on more
water parks, first and foremost.  But our investors have sights on other
things.  Things which, as it turns out, have a very lucrative market."

   "That sounds interesting."

   "I'm talking about nudist resorts.  Now before you say anything, just
think about it.  It's for adults only.  It's also a water park.  And most
importantly, clients are willing to pay top-dollar for it."

   The thought had taken Tiffany by surprise.  Especially since her boss
and the corporation had such a family oriented reputation.

   "I'm not bothered by it," Tiffany said.  "There's nothing morally wrong
with a nude water park."

   He flashed a broad smile.  "Excellent.  So you're on board so far."

   "I'm not opposed to being involved."

   "Great.  Because we have property in northern California which we'd like
to become our first nudist park.  We have the designs, the plans, business
strategy, everything...  The problem is, we're having trouble getting
permits because some residents are against it.  You know, the religious
Christian types."

   "I see..."

   Tiffany nodded and she tried to hide the fact that she was slightly
offended by the boss's dismissive tone towards religious people.  She was a
devout Christian herself, which the boss seemed to have sensed.

   "Not that there's anything wrong with Christians," the boss clarified.
"But being denied a permit is obviously bad for business."

   "We would need a strong PR campaign," Tiffany said after some thought.
"Luckily, we're dealing with a small population, I presume.  I was raised
in a small town, so I know how things work."

   "Go on," the boss said with a strong sense of interest.

   "People in these areas are very community oriented.  They participate
heavily in the political process.  Our best chance would be to set up a
town hall, then plead our case to the people.  We would have to explain
that the general public will be shielded from the nudity and that
everything will be tastefully done.  Furthermore, it would greatly benefit
the local economy and create good paying jobs.  That should be the general
strategy."

   The boss's eyes widened.  "My gosh, you're an angel."

   "Not quite, but I try my best," she said with a cute perk.

   "It's settled.  You're officially the new liaison for this job.  And I
won't take 'no' for an answer."

   Tiffany was taken aback.  In a good way.  She had been with the company
for a few months and she was already thrust into a major role for a
multi-million dollar development deal.

   "I...  I don't know what to say...  wow?"

   "That's a start," he nodded.

   "What exactly am I going to be doing?"

   The boss sat upright.  "When I first pursued this development deal, I
made the mistake of sending square businessmen to the town and our plans
were rejected.  This time, I'm going to send you as our representative. 
You would know how to talk with them.  And I expect you to convince them.
Tell them why this deal will benefit the town."

   Tiffany sat expressionless for a moment.

   "I've never been involved with this level of deal making before."

   "Do the things you said.  Set up a town hall.  Talk to the people.  Use
your legal experience.  Use your charm.  Use your cuteness.  Use
everything. Just get us the permits."

   "Okay," she slowly nodded, even though she was unsure of herself.  "Am I
supposed to do this alone?"

   "No.  I'll send you with Christine-Jade Wong, our accountant.  She'll
provide assistance and will brief you on the financial matters."

   Tiffany felt a slight jolt at becoming a boss to someone else.  She also
felt a buzzing excitement being paired up with CJ, in what could
potentially be an epic business trip.

   "That sounds doable," she nodded.

   Bold Plans, Naked Ambitions

   In the small town where plans were being laid, Tiffany drove from their
motel to the auditorium with CJ sitting in the passenger seat; a scrawny
Asian girl with a big heart, brains, and a witty sense of humor.

   They didn't know each other that well prior to this, as they were both
fairly new to the company and they worked in different departments.  But
their relationship these past few days could best be described as sisterly
mixed with mild flirtation.

   After parking, the duo went to the trunk of the car to get their props.
They had brought everything from display models, to boards, to hundreds of
pamphlets to hand out to everyone.  The town hall was starting in an hour
and this would be their well-planned public relations attack.

   They warmly greeted the public officials and then prepared themselves
for the reckoning to follow.

   "How are you feeling?" CJ asked, when they had a private moment
backstage, while people were entering the auditorium.

   "To be honest, an early retirement from legal practice sounds good right
now."

   "What is it?  The crowd size or the fact that you're representing a nude
park?"

   Tiffany became tense.  "The nude thing."

   "Alright, I'm going to do something for you that will boost your
confidence.  It's my variation of a yoga meditation technique.  Are you
ready?"

   Taking in a deep breath, allowing herself to keep an open mind, Tiffany
nodded.

   "I'm ready."

   Putting her hands on Tiffany's shoulders, CJ grasped tightly.  Their
eyes were deeply locked and they were mere inches apart.  They could
practically smell the coffee aromas in each other's breaths.

   "You've got this," CJ said with great confidence.  "Ask yourself how you
got here.  Why did the boss choose you?  Deep down, you know the answer. 
Now repeat it to yourself, over and over again."

   Tiffany gave it a try.  Being no stranger to basic yoga, she was able to
maintain a focus and give in to the mantra a few times.  CJ squeezed
Tiffany's shoulders tightly again and gave a little shake so things would
sink in.

   "Phew," Tiffany exhausted deeply, putting her coffee breath all over her
friend, who didn't seem to mind.  "Okay, I think it's worked.  I'm feeling
a little better right now."

   CJ smiled, "Now we're talking.  And if it's any help, you look cute in
that outfit.  I'd say a lot of men are going to have secret erections while
you speak."

   "Umm, thanks?"

   "Sexual confidence is still confidence.  Use everything to your
advantage."

   When CJ winked at the end, Tiffany could tell that it was a genuine sign
of affection.  They truly completed each other on a major job like this.

   ***

   There were more than 100 people in attendance for the town hall, which
was more than expected.  It shouldn't have been a surprise, since a nudist
resort opening here was the biggest political topic on people's minds.

   City officials stood at one side.  CJ stood on the other side.  The
townspeople filled the seats and the rest stood in the back.

   Tiffany stood behind the podium, facing the crowd.  She didn't have a
copy of the speech in front of her, since she always preferred to memorize
everything.  It made her speeches sound more genuine and from the heart.

   Nerves continued to grow as the Mayor took the microphone and began the
town hall.  He explained the importance of a good debate and encouraged
people to have open minds.

   When the Mayor finally introduced Tiffany, she put on her game face,
despite her uneasy feeling which refused to settle.

   "Good morning," she said into the microphone.  "I'd like to thank
everyone for coming.  These are important matters and I won't waste your
time."

   So far, so good.  Everyone looked engaged and interested while Tiffany
spoke.  Her friendly demeanor appeared to relax everyone a bit.

   She continued, "My name is Tiffany McAlister.  I'm here on behalf of
Buckel Water Parks Incorporated, which is a development company that
builds, operates, and maintains water parks.  As you're all aware, this
company owns the plot of land a mile away from the lake and has plans to
redevelop it.  The future plans allow guests to be, well, less-dressed than
the average water park."

   There were a few laughs from the audience, but her 'less-dressed' joked
bombed.

   She forged ahead, "In other words, we'd like to build an exclusive
nudist resort.  It will be legal, safe, and anyone over the age of 21 will
be able to join.  I'm sure there are many fears amongst residents from what
a nudist resort would do to a community like this.  I'd like to ease those
fears."

   With the audience fully captivated, Tiffany gestured to the model images
that faced the skeptical crowd.

   She continued, "As you can see, this resort will feature
state-of-the-art facilities for rest and relaxation.  There will be places
for guests to eat, sleep, and have a good time.  The layout is perfect for
swimmers and sunbathers, as well as people who just want to lounge in the
water.  The general public will be shielded from these activities.  We will
ensure that people passing by this resort will not be getting an unexpected
view of these activities."

   People continued paying sharp attention and some people even nodded. 
She felt her speech was working.

   She continued, "There are many additional benefits to this community as
well, in terms of job growth and increased tax revenue.  If you turn to
page 2 of the pamphlet, you will see that Buckel Water Parks plans to hire
roughly..."

   "It's a nudist resort!" a man shouted from the crowd.  "We don't want
that here!"

   "And I perfectly understand that," Tiffany replied calmly.  "We're doing
our best to preserve the rich culture of this community."

   An older woman stood.  "What do you know about our community?  Have you
ever been here before?"

   "Well...  no...  but..."

   "So you're an outsider telling us about our community?"

   People in the audience began talking over each other.  Some supported
the hecklers.  Others were telling them to be quiet so they could hear the
proposal.  Others were supportive of the idea of building a nudist resort.

   The Mayor interjected himself into the debate and appealed for calm. 
The crowd listened when the Mayor told everyone to speak in an orderly
manner, and to give Tiffany a fair chance to respond.

   Tiffany took a deep breath.  "I'm also a resident of California, if that
helps.  I was raised in a small town, just like this one.  I understand
what these issues mean.  And I wouldn't be part of this unless I thought it
would be beneficial to your community."

   "How?!" a woman shouted.

   Beads of sweat formed underneath Tiffany's shirt.

   "Well, I never had a chance to mention the financial benefits that a
nudist water park would bring.  Particularly, we would be hiring..."

   A man stood and shouted, "We don't profit from sin!  We're a Christian
town and we respect traditional values!"

   There was more rumbling within the crowd, which the Mayor was able to
quell, and the people calmed down.

   Tiffany responded, "Sir, I can assure you, there's nothing immoral about
adults wanting to be bare.  It's perfectly natural.  I understand that it
sounds indecent and obscene, but the reality is, nudists are just normal
people.  There should be nothing wrong with consenting adults wanting to
relax in a certain way."

   "You say it's not immoral, but what about the sex toys in the proposed
facility?  It sounds like a sex party to me."

   Tiffany looked puzzled.  "I'm sorry, sir.  I'm not familiar with what
you're talking about.  I haven't seen any plans regarding sex toys."

   "The last group of representatives came to this town with a sex device,"
the man said angrily.  "They said it was going to be part of the
facilities."

   Tiffany shook her head.  "Sir...  I can assure you...  I've never heard
of any such..."

   "She's lying!" another man shouted.

   "Our town isn't for sale!" an elderly woman yelled.

   Someone screamed, "If it's NOT obscene, then why don't YOU try it?! 
Show us that it's normal!  Then we'll believe you!"

   "We don't want sinners coming here every summer!"

   "Summer vacations shouldn't be ruined by nudists!"

   The crowd erupted in a much louder manner.  Some were in favor of the
development deal.  But a vocal group was staunchly opposed.

   It became chaos and the Mayor ended the discussion for the day.  He told
everyone to come back tomorrow at the same time.  He then scolded members
of the audience for not being respectful to the guest.

   ***

   Tiffany leaned against the wall.  She was in the backroom of the town
hall building.  Tears were in her eyes and CJ tried to console her.

   "Forget it," CJ said.  "You did the best you could."

   "I feel like such an idiot," Tiffany replied, struggling to speak. 
"I've never been so humiliated in my life.  I'm going to be fired.  I know
it."

   She cried a little bit and put her hands over her face.  When she got a
hug from CJ, it helped.

   Taking the phone out of her pocket, Tiffany called her boss and gave a
quick summary of the catastrophe which had just taken place in a public
setting.

   "Everything was going so well," Tiffany further explained on the phone
call, while fighting back tears.  "I felt that I was engaging the audience.
I hit every note perfectly.  But before I could make the important economic
arguments, people started shouting at me.  It was horrible."

   "Oh my god," the boss sighed.  "I was so sure that you'd succeed."

   "Well you were wrong.  This is the worst day of my life."

   There was another pause on the line.  Both of them were speechless. 
There wasn't much to say.

   "Is there a backup plan?" the boss asked.

   "The Mayor is speaking privately with city leaders right now.  He'll
give me an update soon."

   "That's good news," the boss replied.  "The deal is still in play."

   "Why didn't you tell me about the sex toys?"

   "The what?"

   "The sex toys," Tiffany said slowly.  "The last team that came here
showed them around.  There are still some in the building.  I saw them."

   The boss paused for a moment.  "Oh, that.  We're not entirely sure if
we'd still use them.  I figured we shouldn't mention it again."

   "I got ambushed.  Plain and simple.  I should have been a lot more
prepared.  You should have told me."

   "I apologize for that, Tiff.  That's my fault."

   Tiffany calmed down.  "Can we talk later?  The Mayor is coming over
here."

   "I wish you the best of luck."

   The call ended and Tiffany and CJ stood upright for the Mayor who was
approaching them.  Wiping the last of her tears, Tiffany put on a brave
face for this important conversation.

   "Don't be discouraged," Mayor Lagassi said in a steadfast manner.  "It's
just that people here are very passionate about their community.  These are
people who want a quiet life.  They don't want the hassle of big city, and
they certainly don't want nudists coming here.  I deeply apologize for
things getting so out of hand."

   "It's not your fault," Tiffany replied, shaking her head.  "I honestly
thought I could do it, but I can't.  It's useless.  Sorry if we've wasted
your time."

   "Don't give up.  We're old fashioned people.  But just because we're
conservative and religious, doesn't mean that we're all closed minded. 
Many of us want this nudist park here.  Believe it or not, my wife and I
are eager to join."

   "Really?" Tiffany asked, surprised by the revelation.

   "What I'm saying is, I've managed to convince the dissenters that the
proposal is a great idea because of jobs and tax revenue.  I've also
explained that the nature of this community won't be negatively impacted."

   "What are you saying?"

   The Mayor gave a heavy sigh.  "We might have enough votes to give you
the permits, but there's a massive condition."

   "Can we get to the point, please?" Tiffany asked.  "What's the
condition?"

   "The people want to know that Buckel Water Parks aren't hypocrites. 
More importantly, they want to know that you aren't a hypocrite.  They want
to know that you practice what you preach."

   Tiffany crinkled her nose.  "Point?"

   "The point is, they want you to get naked during the next town hall."

   The cute face disappeared.  "Are you serious?"

   "I tried my best to reason with them.  Believe me, this is the only way
to get the necessary votes.  It's the only option."

   "Naked?  Me?  Is that what you said?"

   "Completely," he confirmed.

   "In the next town hall meeting?"

   "In front of all those people," he confirmed again.

   "Why?"

   "As I've said, they want to know you aren't a hypocrite.  If nudity
isn't a big deal, if it's so natural, and if it's not obscene, then they
want proof from you, since you're the face of the business now."

   "Well, I'm officially jobless then," she groaned.

   "Now wait a minute.  You can't just quit.  You can't.  What sort of
example would that set for young, up and coming business women?"

   "Other business women don't have to get naked."

   "Irrelevant," he replied.  "Obviously this is your decision, and your
decision alone.  But remember, if you quit now, it's a decision you may
always regret.  Be strong.  Set an example."

   "Public nudity isn't my specialty, Mayor Lagassi."

   "There's also one other thing that the Council wants."

   "There's more?" Tiffany asked incredulously.

   "Some of the city leaders feel that the sex toys are an obscenity.  They
feel that it will lead this town on a sinful path.  So they want you to
prove that it's natural."

   "What kind of people are they?!"

   "They're good folks, I can assure you.  I tried my best to reason with
them and this is the only deal on the table."

   "I guess I need a new job then," Tiffany shrugged with a voice that was
almost cracking.  "Thanks for all your help.  It was great meeting you."

   The Mayor shook his head with disappointment.  "Well, I don't blame you,
Ms.  McAlister.  I just wish you the best in whatever you decide.

   After shaking hands with both of them, the Mayor walked away.

   While watching the back of the Mayor's suit as he left the conversation,
an epiphany came to her:

   This was her job.  She made a commitment to her boss.  She was
determined to succeed.  And her desire was ironclad.

   She stood there feeling like an action hero who had just suffered a
major defeat, only to regain composure to win at the end.  The only problem
was making her body comply with her mind.

   Town Hall Exhibitionism

   They sat down and had blueberry muffins and coffee for breakfast. 
Supposedly, it was the specialty of that town.  But the food they ate
wasn't on their minds.

   "Are you kidding?" CJ asked in disbelief.

   "I'm not the type of person that pulls gags.  I'm being serious about
this."

   Tiffany casually ate another bite of the muffin and took another sip of
her hot coffee.

   "You're actually going to do it?" CJ asked.  "All of those conditions?"

   Tiffany nodded.  "Being stubborn runs in my family."

   "You're braver than a superhero," CJ said in awe.

   For a moment, they laughed at the ridiculousness of that statement and
everything they had just been discussing.  Reality swiftly returned and
their smiles slowly faded away.  This was serious business, no matter how
they tried to dress it up.

   "That's assuming my body will allow it," Tiffany clarified.  "Who knows,
I might faint in the process."

   "Luckily I know CPR."

   "That's reassuring," Tiffany winced.  "But if you want to leave, that
would be understandable.  I think that might even be better."

   CJ's eyes made a sad expression.  "Are you kicking me out?"

   "No.  Gosh no.  I would never do that.  I just think this might...  you
know...  be really uncomfortable for you."

   "The nudity aspect?"

   Tiffany nodded.  "Yeah."

   "There's a lot you don't know about me."

   "Like what?" Tiffany asked.

   "I have a lot of experience with public nudity."

   Tiffany roared with laughter.  "Do you?"

   "I used to go to nudists resorts," CJ explained.  "When I was 21, my
ex-boyfriend used to take me.  We went every summer for a few years.  The
first time was super scary.  But I quickly got used to it."

   "Are you joking?"

   Tiffany was amazed that her colleague, sweet little CJ, would be
involved with such things.

   "Why do you think the boss sent me?" CJ asked.  "I'm a terrible public
speaker, but I have a passion for this.  So I explained a little about my
history and volunteered for this job.  No one expects this from me."

   "You've got that right.  You look so...  so...  nevermind.  But I'm glad
we're a team on this."

   "Me too.  There's nothing like sunbathing naked on a hot summer day.  Or
going for a naked swim to cool down from the heat.  I miss that feeling.  I
still love it.  And it's part of the reason why I'm so passionate about
this project.  If it opens, I would love to come here next summer."

   There was a moment of silence as they just locked eyes.  Without saying
anything for a moment, they understood each other's thoughts.

   "Now that it's settled, would you like to be my coach?" Tiffany asked
playfully.

   "A coach?  I like the sound of that.  Yes, I can do that.  It's a great
idea.  But if we're going to proceed, you have to do everything I say."

   "Sure."

   "I mean it," CJ said.  "Doing nudity is scary enough for a first time.
But to do what you're planning?  I have to push you.  Otherwise it'll be a
train wreck."

   Tiffany took a deep breath.  "I'll give it my best shot."

   "No, we'll give it our best shot."

   They finished their food and coffee.  There was plenty of work to be
done and it had to be done fast.

   ***

   Later that day.  After speaking with the Mayor, and agreeing to the
terms, the Mayor was nice enough to let them in the town hall building for
a private practice session.  The building was empty except for a few clerks
working in the backrooms.

   The duo lounged around in the empty town hall, planning their next big
leap.  As daunting as it was, there was an air of excitement.

   "The first rule of nudism is, there are no rules," CJ explained.

   "What kind of advice is that?"

   CJ thought for a moment.  "Well, there's actually not much advice to
give.  It's just like public speaking, isn't it?  The advice doesn't help.
You just have to jump in and do it.  Then you get used to it.  That's the
only way."

   "Makes sense.  That's how we learned public speaking in law school with
moot court.  There wasn't much advice given at first.  Just get up there
and do the routine."

   "There you go.  That's the answer."

   "So you're telling me I should just strip?" Tiffany asked rhetorically.

   "Do you have a better idea?"

   Tiffany shrugged.  "You're the coach."

   "If I'm the coach, then I'm telling you to get naked.  If you don't
practice now, you'll be a nervous wreck during the next town hall."

   Tiffany sighed.  "Maybe in a few moments.  We better examine the sex toy
first.  I think that would work best."

   "Sure.  The Mayor said he put it under the podium.  Hang on."

   CJ went behind the podium and picked up the weird sex toy.  It looked
like a saddle with a moderately sized dildo in the middle, which pointed
straight upwards.

   "What the hell is that?" Tiffany asked.

   "It's a sybian."

   "I've never heard of it.  And I've never seen such a thing before."

   "It's not complicated.  You can pretty much tell how it works by simply
looking at it.  All you have to do is sit on it.  Right on the dildo.  And
it vibrates."

   "I'm not sure why a resort would need one of those things."

   CJ shrugged.  "It makes perfect sense to me.  Think about it; you get a
nice orgasm from the sybian, then you get to relax naked while playing in
water.  Or vice-versa.  Whatever floats your boat."

   "I guess that's what we're fighting for.  The freedom for adults to
enjoy their vacations."

   "All you have to do is get naked for a town hall packed with strangers,
ride this sybian, and have an orgasm for everyone to see.  Then the permits
are granted.  Simple as that."

   "How easy," Tiffany said sarcastically.

   "It can be easy if you practice.  It's going to happen eventually. 
Standing around talking isn't going to help."

   "Give me a minute, please.  I need to clear my head."

   Tiffany put her head down and paced the room, side to side, front to
back.  A minute or two had passed.  There was no talking.  Her mind was in
a state of total concentration.  Her mind was centered.

   Finally, she stood in the back of the room, where the audience would be,
and she looked at the podium.  She imagined herself naked, near the podium,
riding the sex toy.  Visualization was an important part of her process.

   "Okay," she finally said.  "I'm ready.  Phew..."

   Standing in the back of the room, Tiffany unbuttoned her top.  Her eyes
remained focused on the podium and sex toy on the other side.  She put her
top on a nearby seat.  She removed her shoes and socks.  She unbuttoned her
pants.  Her eyes remained focused on the center stage, which was kind of
far away.  She took her pants off and put it on a seat.

   All she had on were bra and panties.

   It was complete tunnel vision.  She reached back to unclasp her bra. 
Her small, pert breasts exposed.  They curved upwards with light pink
nipples.  Her eyes remained focused on the podium and sex toy.  She bent
down to remove her panties, also placing it on the nearby seat.

   She was completely and utterly naked.  Bare feet on the floor.  Her
curves were freed.

   It was a certainty that CJ was watching this in shock, but Tiffany
remained focused on having to walk to the podium and face the auditorium of
empty chairs.

   "What do you think, coach?" Tiffany asked after a big deep breath.

   "You have a seriously cute body.  You're obviously very pretty.  Those
pink nipples of yours are to die for.  But you need to do something about
those pubic hairs though.  We can shave that later."

   Tiffany blushed.  "I meant about the situation.  You know, the permits,
which is the reason why I'm standing here like this."

   "Oh, sorry.  I have a great feeling that you're going to win hearts and
minds.  You're...  you...  and sometimes that's enough.  There's an
incredible honesty about you being naked like this that people will connect
with."

   "Thank you."

   Tiffany's toes wiggled on the floor and her nipples grew harder from the
exposure.  This was a completely new life experience.

   "How do you feel?" CJ asked in awe.

   "Like Cersei in Game of Thrones.  Prepared to make that long, naked walk
of shame."

   "Then what's your atonement?"

   "Being a corporate whore," Tiffany quipped.

   She lifted her right foot and moved her big toe ahead of her, touching
the floor in front.  The first step was difficult and her body felt cold.
Her nipples rock hard.

   This was nothing like public speaking.  She froze.

   "What's wrong?" CJ asked.

   "I...  I can't do it.  I feel like I'm on the verge of an anxiety
attack."

   "Come on.  Can you try harder?  Once you make it to the front of the
room, I promise that your confidence is only going to skyrocket.  Each
second that you're naked, the more comfortable you're going to be."

   "I'm doing my best," Tiffany replied.

   Managing to move her feet and toes a bit, she was able to take a small
step, followed by another.  The more she moved, the weaker she felt.  This
was another level of anxiety.

   "Are you okay?" CJ asked.

   In a flash, Tiffany used her forearm to cover both breasts and nipples,
then she used her other hand to cover her pussy.

   "I screwed up.  Sorry, I'm getting dressed now.  Then I'm quitting.  I'm
really sorry."

   "No.  You're powerful and you can do anything."

   "My vagina feels like a baked potato.  I can't do this.  I'm getting
dressed now, sorry."

   "Don't move," CJ said.  "Watch me."

   Tiffany remained still, with her limbs covering her sexual parts.  She
watched her friend and co-worker gracefully move towards the center of the
stage, right in front of the podium.

   She watched CJ facing the podium, then pull her hairband off, letting
that luscious dark hair fall free from the ponytail.

   "What are you doing?" Tiffany asked, watching her friend's backside.

   "I'm showing you how it's done."

   Piece by piece, the clothes came off and CJ put everything on top of the
podium, standing barefoot in her bra and panties.  Her skin was light and
her body was skinny.  Her ass was kind of flat, which really showed after
taking those panties off.  Then she unclasped her bra, putting everything
on the podium.

   When CJ turned around, Tiffany saw her friend naked.  CJ had a flat
chest with large, dark nipples that were rock hard.  She also had a cleanly
shaven pussy.

   "God..." Tiffany's voice trailed off.

   "Well, God made my body, but this is my free will.  I choose to be naked
with you.  And I choose to be proud of what I was born with.  It's a state
of mind, Tiffany.  Choose to be proud."

   Tiffany nodded and gulped.  "Okay.  What now?"

   "Come to me," CJ said with open arms.  "You'll be rewarded with the only
thing I can give.  I promise it's worth it."

   With her eyes focused on the naked body of her co-worker, Tiffany moved
her feet and legs, finding newfound strength and motivation for doing this
job.  Each step brought her closer to CJ's nudity.  With each step, she saw
the naked body more closely.  She saw the dark color, shape, and hardness
of CJ's nipples.  She saw the loving expression in CJ's eyes.

   It was an awkward walk on the cold floor and the bottom of Tiffany's
bare feet had never felt so dirty.  Her mind felt even dirtier as she was
naked before CJ.  The duo took a moment to admire each other's body.

   "My prize?" Tiffany asked, almost in a whiny manner.  "I'm waiting."

   "Oh, right.  Here you go."

   With a persistent force, CJ grabbed Tiffany and planted a big kiss on
her lips.  It was a hard but gentle kiss.  A smack at first, then a tender
touch.

   When CJ pulled back, Tiffany stood wide-eyed and frozen once again.

   "What was that?" Tiffany gasped.

   "Remember what I said before?  Sexual confidence is still confidence. 
If we can be naked together like this, freeing our minds, then how could
the town hall scare you?"

   "Because it's different.  Because there's going to be like, a hundred
people, watching me masturbate on that weird machine."

   "Turn around," CJ said.  "Time for some serious visualization."

   "I don't like the sound of that."

   But she did it anyway.  Tiffany turned and faced the empty auditorium
and the several rows of empty seats.

   A loud screeching noise was made when CJ dragged the stool towards
Tiffany.

   "Bend over and lean on this," CJ said.

   "Are you going to do something to me?" Tiffany questioned.

   "Like what?"

   "You tell me.  You're acting suspiciously."

   "We're going to do a simulation.  If you can survive this, then I can
assure you, you can survive the town hall.  Now listen to your coach and
bend over.  Oh, and spread your legs too."

   Tiffany's jaw dropped.  "I knew it."

   "You have no choice.  Give me your pussy."

   Relenting, Tiffany bent over and rested her forearms on the stool.  She
spread her legs apart so that CJ could have unfettered access.

   Sure enough, CJ got on her knees, right behind Tiffany's butt.

   "How does my asshole look?" Tiffany flippantly asked, knowing that her
friend was having a deep inspection.

   "Everything looks healthy, from your pink pussy -- which is slightly wet
-- to that tight little brown hole.  Clean bill of health."

   "Thanks for saving me a trip to the OB/GYN."

   "You're welcome," CJ said.  "Now hold still.  My hands might be a little
cold."

   Tiffany yelped and her body jerked when CJ's cold hands spread her butt
cheeks apart.  Now they knew each other far more intimately than they could
have ever imagined.

   "What are you doing?" Tiffany asked.

   "My job.  Imagine the crowd is there.  It's the town hall.  Dozens of
people are rooting for you.  Dozens more are against you.  Show everyone
how tough you are.  This is your chance to prove that you're the best at
what you do, because isn't that your goal?"

   Without any warning, Tiffany felt two fingers push inside of her vaginal
entrance and her eyes nearly crossed.  It was the first time another woman
had ever penetrated her.  The fingers were soft and delicate, yet strong
enough and skilled enough to hit her pleasure spots.

   "You're a miracle worker," Tiffany moaned.  "But why are your fingers
inside me?"

   "Practice for the sex toy.  If you can survive my fingers, then you can
survive the sybian."

   Slowly, CJ's fingers kept on working inside Tiffany's pussy in loving
strokes and curls.

   Tiffany tossed her hair back.  "You think your fingers are a precursor
for a powerful sex toy?" c "There's still much you don't know about me."

   A slight grip, and CJ clenched the pussy hard.

   Tiffany's toes wiggled on the hard floor.  "It's difficult to think
about work while your fingers are inside me like that."

   "Plus we're naked," CJ reminded, giving more strokes with her fingers.

   Tiffany's upper body squirmed, leaning on the stool.  "How could I
forget?  Is this really about prep?  Or did you want this all along?"

   "Just focus on the rows of seats," CJ said, evading the question, then
giving Tiffany's butt a big kiss.  "Pretend this auditorium is full.  And
pretend my fingers are a dildo attached to a machine that's fucking your
cunt bare."

   Putting her mind in the moment, Tiffany did as she was told.  She
focused on the row of empty seats, imagining them to be filled.

   CJ's fingers worked Tiffany's pussy like a feminine buzzsaw.  The in and
out motions were rapid and ferocious.  Tiffany wondered about CJ's manicure
because she didn't feel a scratch in her pussy.  Just the stretching and
the blissful feeling of another woman playing with her cunt.

   "You're really going to make me cum," Tiffany said, almost laughing at
the situation.  "Oh god...  just admit that you've been dying to do this
since we first started working together."

   CJ kissed Tiffany's butt cheek once again.  "This is serious business.
Focus while I prime your body and pussy for tomorrow's big event."

   Gasping deeply, Tiffany's toes clenched and her eyes nearly crossed
again and her jaw dropped from the suddenly rapid assault on her pussy.  CJ
was more than just a numbers nerd.  As it turned out, CJ had the strength
of an athlete despite having a bony frame.

   She tried to hold it in at first, but Tiffany squirted.  When her orgasm
hit and sent a powerful rush throughout her body, she was fully aware of
the consequences.  She knew that CJ might have been ruined by the flood of
orgasm.  She knew there was a possibility of them having to clean up a real
mess.  But mostly, she was worried that CJ would be furious at the
impromptu shower.

   There was no sign of slowing down though.  Although she was certain that
CJ was a mess, the fingers kept on pumping.  Tiffany's orgasm was a
non-stop experience and she savored each second of being finger-fucked by
her co-worker.

   Finally, the fingers slowed down and then pulled out, giving Tiffany a
chance to breathe again.  She giggled by reflex.

   Surprisingly, she felt a tongue going up and down her upper thigh,
licking around the crack of her butt, and moving way too close to her
labia.

   Looking down below, she saw CJ doing a bit of oral clean up.  She also
saw CJ with a glazed face, slicked back hair, and breasts that were wet.

   "This is weird," Tiffany gulped.

   CJ swallowed, making a smacking noise with her lips.  "Well, you seem
pretty comfortable being naked right now.  And your orgasm came out
naturally."

   "Yeah, I guess so."

   "Then I've done my job."

   After a bit more oral clean up, the duo stood upright and faced each
other.  Tiffany was wet from her pussy, downward.  CJ had a wet upper body
and a drenched hand.

   They heard footsteps and they froze.

   There were two women, about in their 50's, who looked absolutely stunned
by the naked sight as they were headed towards the door.

   "We're...  headed to lunch," one of the women said.

   The still naked duo looked at each other, dumbfounded by being caught.

   "Can you tell us where the mop is?" CJ asked, with blushing red cheeks.

   "There's a storage room in the back, end of the hall, right side."

   The older women quickly left and the naked duo just laughed.

   Naked Ambition

   Wearing a cheap yellow sundress that she had bought in the town
recently, Tiffany prepared for the biggest moment of her life.  People
slowly trickled in for the final meeting.

   Some people expected another political brawl.  But what many in the
crowd knew was that underneath her sundress, she was naked.  All she could
think about was how everyone would react once she revealed her secret
weapon in this high stakes game of dare.

   She held CJ's hand tightly, not caring that they looked like lesbian
lovers, which they practically were at that point.

   Overall, there must have been nearly 200 people in attendance.  A packed
building that nearly reached capacity.  She recognized many of the faces
from before.  Other faces were new, who probably people who came for the
free nude show.

   Mayor Lagassi began the proceedings, thanking everyone for coming. 
Everything was explained to the audience so that everyone knew the rules
and what to expect for this monumental moment in the town's history.

   Then he gave the microphone to Tiffany.

   She stood in the center of the speaking area.  The podium had been
moved, so there was nothing obstructing the view of her.  Her hands began
to shake a little, but she tried to fight it.

   "Hello," she said on the microphone.  "For the newcomers to this
discussion, my name is Tiffany McAlister and I represent Buckel Water Parks
Incorporated.  We wish to build a nudist water park in this area.  As the
Mayor has already explained, it will greatly benefit the economy of this
community."

   There were a few rigid faces and people with their arms crossed.

   She continued, "Currently there is enough support to build the resort.
But that support is dependent on my actions.  In particular, my proving
that Buckel Water Parks is not an obscene corporation.  We are not
hypocrites.  And we are not immoral.  We firmly stand by our practices and
beliefs."

   She put the microphone down and took a hard look at the crowd.

   Tiffany lifted her sundress and pulled it overhead, tossing it aside.

   She stepped out of her shoes and planted her bare feet on the floor.

   Naked before the captive audience, she held her chin high.

   A jolt flowed through her body.  A powerful sensation exploded in her
pussy.  A stiffening in her spine.  Nerves made her breathe harder.  Her
pink nipples turned rock hard and her toes were squirming on the floor.

   There was a deafening silence in the packed room as everyone was fixated
on her bare body.  When the nerves flowed through her, she tried to fight
it.  She clenched her fists briefly to relieve the nervous energy.  She
used the power of positive thinking and she remembered the training she had
done with CJ.  Then she relaxed her body.

   The looks on people's faces spoke volume.  Tiffany watched their eyes.
Their eyes looking up and down her bare body.  Some eyes widened.  Some
eyes squinted.  Some people watched with their jaws dropped, wondering if
this was really happening.

   Tiffany did her best to maintain composure.  She was naked and proud of
her body.  She didn't allow herself to feel degraded or humiliated.  She
thought of it as empowering.  No one would dare heckle me.  Not anymore. 
Not when she had all the strength in the room.  Not when she commanded all
the attention.

   She picked up the microphone and continued.  "I'm naked and proud.  This
is the way God made me.  I'm a woman.  Two breasts and a vagina.  This is
what it looks like.  We're all adults here and we should act like it.  I
don't think there's anything obscene about this in private and neither
should you."

   So far, so good.  The crowd was entirely captivated.

   "Orgasms aren't obscene either.  It's a natural part of a healthy life.
There's nothing wrong with adults wanting to enjoy their bodies and relax."

   On cue, CJ and a town hall employee brought a chair with the sybian
placed on it.  The chair was placed next to where Tiffany was standing.

   "Good luck," CJ whispered softly.  "You're doing so good."

   CJ winked at her friend and stood aside.

   "This is the device," Tiffany said to the crowd.  "A harmless device for
our nudist water park.  They will be kept and used indoors.  If there are
no objections, I would like to provide a demonstration."

   The crowd remained completely silent.

   With a deep breath, Tiffany stood in front of the sybian.  She faced the
crowd and slowly sat back.  CJ helped with the process, holding the dildo
so that it was guided towards Tiffany's pussy, as Tiffany lowered her naked
body.  CJ also used her fingers to spread Tiffany for entry.

   The size was a perfect match.  The dildo pressed in between Tiffany's
labia, heading straight inside of her pussy.  She gently sat down on the
sybian.  Inch by inch the dildo entered her body.  The dildo buried all the
way inside.  Her vaginal walls felt stretched.  She briefly straddled her
hips to get comfortable.  The audience was fully captivated.

   "Are you ready?" CJ softly whispered.

   Tiffany whispered back, "I've been ready all day.  Hit it."

   With the flick of a switch, the sybian was activated and CJ stepped
aside, but stayed within range should anything go wrong.

   A slow buzzing sound came from the machine.  It was the only sound in
the silent room.

   Slowly, ever so slowly, the dildo inside Tiffany's vagina came to life.
It buzzed and vibrated, working its unique magic.  It went up and down, up
and down.  Slowly, the speed of the mechanical thrusts increased.  It sent
a strange sensation throughout Tiffany's body.

   Her eyes remained on the crowd while this was happening to her cunt. 
Everyone was too stunned to move.  The passionate crowd was left
speechless. No one dared to break eye contact.  They simply watched in awe.

   The dildo inside Tiffany's pussy vibrated and thrusted in a more potent
manner.  She moaned from the powerful sensations.  Having this active
machine beneath her was almost terrifying and she wanted it to stop, no
matter how good it felt.  Her instinct was to jump off the sybian and
surrender.  But she couldn't.  For the sake of succeeding and having a new
accomplishment, she had to finish this.

   So she remained on the sybian.  Naked and proud.  She kept a brave
expression on her face as the large crowd stared at her.

   The small machine kicked into a higher gear when CJ pushed another
button, which caused Tiffany to gasp.  Both of her legs swung up into the
air with her toes wide apart and the bottom of her feet facing the crowd.
Her entire body weight was pressed onto the dildo and saddle, which only
intensified the burning pleasure by pushing the dildo deeper into her cunt.

   Her hands reached down and held onto to the chair to hold her body
upright.  She couldn't bring her clenched feet back down.  The vibrational
feelings in her pussy wouldn't allow it.  Her legs felt stiff and
uncontrollable.  The intense vibrations caused her muscles to contract.

   The pressure inside continued to build.  The dildo penetrated her at
just the right angle, hitting her sensitive g-spot.  Tiffany was never an
exhibitionist (far from it).  But having all those eyes watching her was a
supremely powerful thing.  She couldn't tell if it was the ultimate
humiliation, or the ultimate sexual thrill.

   She didn't care anymore.  She couldn't.  Her body had already made its
decision.

   Tiffany cried out loud.  She screamed.  CJ nearly rushed to turn the
device off until it was clear that an intense orgasm was impending.

   Her legs shook in the air.  Her toes made a tightly curled shape.  Her
eyes clenched shut and her mouth was wide open.  She continued screaming
loudly as a gush of fluids shot from her pussy.  Squirting had always been
her secret talent, which only a few sexual partners and CJ knew about.  But
now, everyone in the auditorium knew about it too, and in great detail.

   It made a huge wet mess on the floor and some people in the front row
were victims of collateral damage.  People used their hands and arms to
shield themselves.  There were plenty of people bolting out of the way
along with loud gasps to match the commotion.  Gush after gush was being
sprayed at an impressive distance until it finally dwindled.

   Tiffany managed to reach down to turn the sex toy off.  Her body
shivered and shook.  She managed to bring her feet back down to the floor.
Her bare feet stepped onto her own pool of vaginal fluids.  CJ hurried over
and helped Tiffany stand upright.

   While still breathing heavy, Tiffany looked at the stunned audience. 
Everyone from the townspeople, the Mayor, the Council, and the police were
all speechless.  They had just witnessed the orgasm of the century.

   Tiffany took a moment to regain her composure and heart rate after CJ
handed her the microphone.

   "That was a preview of our services," Tiffany said, then stopping to
take a quick breath.  "And it concludes our presentation.  I hope that
we've demonstrated that Buckel Water Parks is neither lewd nor obscene.  We
simply enhance the natural pleasures that life has to offer.  Thank you."

   She handed the microphone to CJ, who simply held it.

   One person clapped.  Then another.  Then another.  And another.  Within
a matter of seconds, the entire town hall erupted with a thunderous
applause for Tiffany.  The townspeople stood and continued their applause.

   CJ brought her lips to Tiffany's ear.  "Now that's how it's done."

   As the applause continued, Tiffany relished the moment.  She was naked
and proud.  Wetness dripped from her cunt, down her legs, and she looked
like she had just survived a tornado.

   This is what victory tastes like.  And it tasted good.

   ***

   Laying naked in bed with CJ between her legs, Tiffany explained the
whole thing to her boss.

   "Yes, that actually happened," Tiffany confirmed for the third time. 
"Don't believe me?  Just call the Mayor or any of the city leaders."

   "My god, Tiff, you're a Saint!  This is fantastic!"

   "Hmm, I know."

   A moan escaped her lips as CJ's tongue worked its divine magic.  She
spread her legs further apart, hoping CJ would somehow be able to delve
even deeper into her sexual canal.

   "What was that?" the boss asked.  "Are you okay?"

   "Just stretching.  I'm assuming you've never used the sybian before."

   The boss laughed.  "No, I'm afraid not."

   "It'll drain the life out of you.  My legs are sore and I needed two
bottles of water to rehydrate myself.  I'm still in recovery right now."

   She accidentally let out a small yelp when CJ nibbled on her clitoris
and gave it a hard suck.

   "I'm assuming CJ is a helpful assistant," the boss asked cautiously.

   "CJ is the best," she confirmed, grasping the bedsheets.

   There was a pause on the line.

   "I don't even want to ask," the boss replied.

   "Can I call you back?  I need a deep stretch.  My legs are killing me
from that sybian ride."

   "You got it.  Thanks again, Tiff.  I knew you were special.  You and
Christine-Jade can expect big raises and promotions."

   "Thank you, for everything."

   When the call ended, Tiffany stretched her legs hard to relieve the
tension, pointing her feet forward in a straight line.

   "Hey, you almost suffocated me," CJ said, popping her head up from the
pussy, with a mouth that looked like she was eating a juicy peach.

   "So sorry.  You're really good at this."

   "Now that you're off the phone, we can do this together.  You looked so
fucking hot while you were naked and being machine-fucked at the town hall.
My cunt was swollen from watching you."

   Tiffany breathed deeply.  "When I looked in the crowd, I knew that women
were wet and men had erections.  What can I say?  I'm a career woman now,
and sometimes difficult choices have to be made to get the job done."

   "You've got that right.  But there are two other jobs left."

   "Oh?"

   "My pussy and yours."

   Flipping around, CJ got into the 69 position.  Tiffany laid helplessly
on the bottom while CJ's wet pussy was now above her face.  Their bodies
pressed and their hard nipples rubbed on each other's skin.

   They orally serviced each other while Tiffany kept her legs
outstretched. With a day like this, it wasn't long before they both came
into each other's mouths.  Tiffany drank it all while CJ's pussy was buried
in her face.  She was a new woman now.  Fearless.  Confidence.

   When CJ rolled off after they had both cum, Tiffany went in for a deep
kiss on the mouth.  As their lips locked and tongues swirled, she realized
just how powerful she could be.
   The End