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 �>� Hi  -" I -(TM)m Stephanie Sharp from England. I have amazing bad luck
some times when I try to keep my clothes on and over the next few weeks I
will tell you all about the various things that have happened. I am a
genuine 32-year-old female who likes chatting like this  -" and if all men
are like my husband  -" I think you will enjoy it too. If you have any
ideas or just want to chat about things  -" write to me at
stephsharp46@hotmail.com Thanks

   The following is a true story.  I have changed a couple of things (like
my name!) so that the innocent as well as the guilty are protected. This
goes back to when I was 16.  I went to a mixed school in the UK in
Manchester. One day late in the summer towards the end of term, we had a
physical education class.  Normally we didn -(TM)t do anything too
strenuous, but that day we had to go for a run which was not a lot of fun.
After 8 laps round the track, we were ready to go back to the changing room
to freshen up.  I was never so glad to get into a shower in my life and
stayed on long after most of the girls had gone when all at once  -" the
fire bell sounded.  Normally when the fire bell goes there is no problem,
everyone just heads straight out into the playground in an orderly manner,
but I ran into the changing room and all the girls were there in various
stages of undress.  We just looked at each other not knowing what to do. 
The teacher made our minds up for us very rapidly.  She came in and ordered
us to get out of the room immediately and grab a towel to cover ourselves.
Any thoughts of protest we had were gone when we began to smell smoke, so
we all grabbed the nearest towels and headed outside.  Despite the fact
that it was sunny, I didn -(TM)t feel very warm and I could feel my face go
red as we all trooped outside.  Some of the girls had managed to get
dressed and a couple had managed to get their bras on as I could see their
straps.  I was the only one who had not managed to put any clothes on at
all and I felt very vulnerable covered in just a towel. The bell continued
and the other classes came out and when the boys all saw us standing there,
there were lots of whistles and shouts and whistling of  -�The Stripper -�.
I was looking straight at a group of these boys, a lot of whom I shared
classes with, and I thought it was the most embarrassing moment of my life,
but that was still to come.  They started cheering and I noticed one of the
girls next to me had accidentally let the top of her towel fall and her
white bra was on show.  I felt happy that they were now looking at someone
else when all of a sudden I felt a massive tug at my towel, so strong that
it made me almost fall.  As I steadied myself and stood up, I noticed my
towel was being whisked away.  One of the boys had come up behind me and
pulled it with all his strength.  He ran away holding the towel in the air.
I stood up and looked around.  All the boys in the school seemed to be
there in front of me and their eyes were all popping out of their heads.  I
looked down.  There on show to everyone were my nipples and my pubic hair.
I just screamed.  I looked at the boys again and immediately turned around
although that didn -(TM)t stop them cheering.  I looked for something to
cover myself with and there was nothing.  The boy with my towel had
completely disappeared and all of the other girls were holding their towels
as though their lives depended on it.  I looked back at the boys.  I looked
at the faces.  Some of them were laughing, some of them looked in shock and
some of them looked like they were thinking what they would like to do to
me. I turned round to go back into the building but the smoke was still
coming out of the door.  I started running towards one of the other doors,
but just as I did the door opened and another crowd of boys came out and
again, they couldn -(TM)t believe they had ran into a naked girl. Finally I
felt a towel being placed over my shoulders.  The PE teacher had retrieved
it and I grabbed it and covered my boobs.  It only took me a second to
realise I was still showing my twat to everyone and my bottom was on show
to everyone in back of me.  I took a gulp and took the towel off again
knowing that all the guys would get to see my goodies again, but this time
I wrapped it around me really tightly

   After what seemed like a year, we were all allowed back into the
building and I was able to retrieve my clothes, which I put on really
quickly.  Some of the other girls were sympathetic, but some laughed which
I thought was a bit mean.

   There was quite an aftermath.  It turned out that the fire bell had been
triggered by a smoke bomb which had been placed by the boy who crept up
behind me and pulled off my towel.  He was always in trouble and it was no
surprise when he was expelled for his misdemeanour.  My life in school was
never the same.  All the boys always gave me knowing looks and on several
occasions, one I remember particular, I was walking along the corridor and
2 boys came up behind me lifting up the hem of my skirt and showing my
panties to all their classmates.

   To this day I remember every detail of what happened and every now and
again if I ever see one of the boys from school  -" I always think to
myself about the time he saw me standing naked in the playground.  I was so
embarrassed.

   Love from Stephanie