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 �>�Summer at Cache Lake

   Chapter 191: Game On

   As Jill took but missed her first jump shot, her thoughts traveled back
to how much fun she -(TM)d had below the falls with Britt and Jenna.  She
wasn -(TM)t going to admit it, but she found herself wishing that she wasn
-(TM)t the only one naked.  And yet, she knew that playing with her bra
exposed probably felt quite daring to Dani, surely daring enough.  Jill
decided not to push too hard; that might end up backfiring.

   As Dani dribbled, Jill regarded her.  For an athletic woman, she was
exceptionally well-endowed.  She had a trim waist and a flat stomach but
proportionally wide hips, and she was even larger than Jenna on top.  Jill
hoped that one day she -(TM)d stop noticing women -(TM)s busts, and yet she
couldn -(TM)t help herself.  Comparing her own minimal endowment with that
of other women had always been part and parcel of her feelings of
inadequacy.  And it fed on itself.  She looked because she felt inadequate,
and she felt inadequate because she looked.

   She was not going to admit it, but she found Dani -(TM)s breasts
fascinating.  They were large and yet relatively high on her chest if one
took into account how heavy they had to be.  If she didn -(TM)t know
better, she might suspect that they weren -(TM)t natural.  Indeed, Jill
happened to know that some girls were sure that she -(TM)d had her boobs
done.

   Dani tossed the ball to Jill for her next possession.  Jill charged past
her, going in for a layup.  There had been a little skin on skin contact as
she -(TM)d slipped by.  Just being outside naked meant that she was dealing
with an elevated libido.  The contact certainly didn -(TM)t help matters.
Jill realized that she needed to be careful.  It would be extremely
embarrassing if Dani picked up on her level of arousal.

   For the same reason, she knew she needed to not allow herself to think
about certain things, but disobediently her thoughts inevitably returned to
Dani -(TM)s glorious breasts.  In a way, she was jealous of them; of
course, she was  -" they were magnificent.  She -(TM)d found it within
herself to be content with her own, and yet it was impossible to not envy a
woman with a pair as big and beautiful as Dani -(TM)s.  It was difficult to
look past them and think only of Dani as a person  -" as if those breasts
weren -(TM)t mounted on her chest.

   Jill maintained an early lead; however, they mostly traded baskets, the
score staying quite close.  Jill -(TM)s thoughts traveled back to Patrick
-(TM)s older sister, the blonde at Cache Lake West who had remarked how
lucky Jill was because her own large breasts kept her from playing sports.
That girl needed to have Dani brought to her attention.  Dani proved that
notion to be completely false!  Her breasts were much larger than average,
and yet, she had been one of their teams starting players.  She wasn -(TM)t
quite as competitive as Jill, and yet she -(TM)d been instrumental in their
team -(TM)s success.

    -�What are you looking at? -� Dani asked her out of the blue.

   Jill thought about denying it, but she knew she -(TM)d been caught.  
-�I may have grown content with my A-cup beauties, -� she teased,  -� --but
wow!  Your boobs . . .  they -(TM)re magnificent . . .  world-class melons.
-�

    -�Aww, shucks, -� said Dani, walking over and playfully patting Jill
-(TM)s naked bottom.

   A shiver passed along her spine.  She hadn -(TM)t forgotten that she was
naked, but the unanticipated contact brought it back to the forefront of
her thoughts.  Somehow it seemed to shift the dynamics.

   The next time Jill had the ball, dribbling while working her way in
closer to the basket, her backside unavoidably toward Dani, she received a
smack that extended across both of her bare cheeks.  Jill was again caught
off-guard; she wasn -(TM)t used to having her butt touched.  Dani
capitalized on Jill -(TM)s confusion to steal the ball.  Before Jill could
recover, Dani pumped in a short-range jump shot from within the key.

    -�Don -(TM)t do that again! -�

    -�Do what? -� asked Dani, acting completely innocent.

   Jill shook her head.  Dani knew exactly what she was referring to.

   Jill tried to get Dani to leave her butt alone, but her efforts only
seemed to encourage her.  Every chance she got, she was slapping Jill
-(TM)s naked backside.  Jill didn -(TM)t know what to do.  A skilled
basketball player always kept the ball away from their opponent by keeping
their body in between.  That meant that her butt was often not only right
in front of Dani but typically pointed at her, making it an easy target.

   Amber had long since figured out what was going on as well.  She was
laughing and cheering Dani on from the sidelines.  From Jill -(TM)s point
of view, that too seemed to embolden Dani.  And what was even more
embarrassing, Jill was aware that her libido had continued to rise, her
pussy experiencing the typical changes.  Fortunately, there was a bit of a
breeze.  She was also glad the light was low and from a high angle; she
knew that her delicate tissue had gotten not only moist but might also
appear engorged as well.

   Jill -(TM)s early lead evaporated as she -(TM)d found herself feeling
flustered.  Dani tied the score and then moved ahead.  Jill tried to rally,
but that was difficult given that she was trying to alter her habitual
tactics and keep her bottom out of swatting range.  As she tried to
concentrate, she found herself asking, where is the player that she had
always been . . .  the unflappable girl that could rise to the occasion and
sink the winning shot under extreme pressure?

   And just when she thought that it couldn -(TM)t get any worse, Dani
decided to find out what it would be like to play without her bra.  She
unclasped the strap behind her back and slid the garment down her arms,
placing it carefully with her top on the picnic table just outside the
large opening in the fence along the side of the court.  Jill did her best
to celebrate her bold choice even as Amber berated her for it.  She knew
how distracting it was going to be for her, but she had certainly been
encouraging her.

   She looked at Dani -(TM)s large breasts, swaying gently back and forth
on her chest as she walked back onto the court, but then looked away. 
However, thinking that Dani might notice how quickly she -(TM)d averted her
eyes, she forced herself to again look at her.  She needed to keep her
cool. Above all, she didn -(TM)t need Dani noticing that she was having
trouble maintaining focus.  She saw that Dani -(TM)s areolas were quite
large, proportionally so, much larger than her own.  Even in the subdued
light, Jill could tell that she had not done all that much topless tanning
that summer; her breasts were much lighter in color than the surrounding
skin, white globes pendulously protruding from her bronze torso.

   Jill found herself wondering what they might feel like.  However, as she
looked away for a second time, she thought about how she couldn -(TM)t
allow herself to think about such things  -" not and maintain her
equilibrium such that she might win the basketball game.

   A moment later, Jill again had the ball.  She tried to focus, driving in
for a layup.  Again, Dani spanked her bare butt as she went past.  However,
in spite of the distraction, Jill managed to sink the basket, bringing her
score to within two points of Dani -(TM)s.

   It was Dani -(TM)s turn with the ball.  She dribbled in place, facing
Jill defiantly.  Jill -(TM)s eyes went from Dani -(TM)s breasts to the ball
and then back to her breasts.  They were quite entertaining to watch,
bobbing up and down and all around on her chest.  As Dani was dribbling
with her right hand, her right breast undulated more dramatically, moving
in time with the beat of the ball on the concrete.

   Just as she -(TM)d allowed herself to become quite distracted, Dani
drove at her.  She faked left but cut to the right, going in and scoring
with a layup.

   After recovering the ball, Dani again walked straight toward her. 
Looking up from her breasts, Jill saw Dani smiling.  She was on to her. 
Jill looked quickly away, realizing that Dani was well aware just how much
the sight of her bare breasts was getting to her, robbing her of her
ability to concentrate on the game.

   She tossed Jill the ball.  As Jill dribbled, working her way closer to
the basket, Dani again gave her butt a spirited swat.   -�I love your tush!
-� she announced playfully.

    -�Stop that! -� Jill shouted.  It was no longer working to pretend that
it wasn -(TM)t getting to her.  The best that she was able to hope for was
to attempt to make it appear as if all the attention Dani was paying to her
butt was simply interfering with her game when in fact the real problem lay
in how horny it was making her.

    -�What? -� said Dani, trying to act completely innocent.

    -�Hands off my booty! -� stated Jill in no uncertain terms.

   Suddenly Jill realized that her gaze had again dropped down to Dani
-(TM)s breasts.  They looked so sexy in the subdued light.  To her
surprise, Dani took a couple of steps toward her.  In the next instant, she
took ahold of one of Jill -(TM)s wrists, firmly with both hands.  She
pulled and, Jill felt a large breast being shoved into her hand, the soft,
bountiful tissue flowing all around her fingers.

   Her first inclination was to give it a squeeze.  Indeed, she wanted to.
Instead, Jill jerked back, pulling her hand quickly free.  In that instant,
Dani reached for her own small breast, her fingers grazing across the stiff
nipple.  In a jittery state of shock, Jill jumped back, turning a little in
the process to prevent Dani from again touching her.

    -�Get a room, you two! -� Amber shouted gleefully from the sidelines.

    -�What are you doing? -� Jill demanded.  She didn -(TM)t know what to
make of Dani -(TM)s behavior.   -�Not the booty!  Not the boobs! -�

   Acting as if she felt bad about what she had done, Dani moved to the
picnic table that held her clothing.  To Jill -(TM)s surprise, she put on
her bra, quickly positioning the cups.  A few seconds later, she was
pulling her shirt on over her head.  Jill didn -(TM)t know if she should be
happy or feel bad.  Had she ruined Dani -(TM)s fun?  Her bra hadn -(TM)t
been off for more than a couple of minutes.

   Jill scolded herself.  Had she sounded genuinely angry?  Indeed, she'd
been a little upset, but that had mostly been due to feeling confused and
rattled as a result of Dani -(TM)s unexpected advances.  The butt swatting
had seemed like Dani -(TM)s way of getting her off balance  -" playful
teasing intended to make it hard for her to concentrate on the game.  The
breast involvement, especially the touching, had been a major escalation,
well outside the range of what Jill had been prepared to deal with.

    -�I -(TM)m sorry, -� said Jill.   -�I guess I overreacted. -�

   If Dani heard her comment, she ignored it.  She was, instead, looking
out into the park.

    -�Who goes there? -� she inquired in a suddenly serious voice.

   Jill stiffened, turning to peer into the darkness, straining to see
whatever it was that Dani had noticed.

    -�Just us, -� said a male voice.   -�Matt and I. -�

    -�Oh, hi, Brendan, -� Dani replied.   -�You startled me. -�

   Panicking, Jill caught a glimpse of the two guys.  She considered making
a run for it, but with the enclosed basketball court behind her, there was
no suitable escape route.  However, Dani was close by.  A second later,
Jill was behind her, doing her best to keep herself hidden. -�

    -�You set me up! -� she hissed into Dani -(TM)s ear.

    -�I did not! -� Dani protested, her hackles instantly up.  Continuing
in a louder voice, she asked,  -�How in the world did you guys find us. -�

   The guys were getting closer.  Cowering behind Dani, Jill did her best
to shrink, to make herself invisible.

    -�We went by Amber -(TM)s, -� Brendan explained.   -�You know . . . 
the great American tradition . . .  crashing girls -(TM) slumber parties.
But you weren -(TM)t there.  I pulled up our app.  It led me here. -�

    -�Oh . . .  oops, -� said Dani.   -�I -(TM)m sorry, Jill.  I -(TM)d
been planning to go  -~off-grid -(TM) tonight. -�

    -�Your app? -� Jill mumbled.

    -�Brendan and I downloaded a GPS tracker.  We can each see where the
other is in real-time . . .  dots superimposed on a map.  Unless one of our
phones is off . . .  or we turn off tracking. -�

    -�Hey, Tarzan, -� said Brendan, walking toward them and attempting to
peer around Dani.

   Jill didn -(TM)t know what to do.  She couldn -(TM)t very well make a
run for it  -" she could, of course, but not without being seen.  Given the
position of the court, she -(TM)d have to run toward the guys.  But she
could do that, and then she -(TM)d be able to go back to Amber -(TM)s or
attempt to get all the way home.  However, home was all the way across
town. As her clothes and the Jeep were at Amber -(TM)s, that was where it
made sense to go.

   Brendan -(TM)s use of her  -~Tarzan -(TM) nickname was an in-your-face
reminder that he -(TM)d seen the videos.  So had Matt.  Jill didn -(TM)t
reply, instead trying to focus her thoughts on what she wanted.  She wasn
-(TM)t in any real danger, so safety wasn -(TM)t a concern.

   Earlier, she -(TM)d been lamenting that Dani had chickened out by not
inviting any guys.  Initially, she -(TM)d been glad, but that hadn -(TM)t
lasted long.  But now there were guys there  -" two to be exact  -"
resulting in both her embarrassment as well as thoughts about her need to
keep her body hidden.   -~I can -(TM)t let this happen, not in Holden!
-(TM) kept going around and around in her head.

    -�Well, Tarzan, aren -(TM)t you going to say, hi? -� Amber prodded.

    -�I guess, -� said Jill hesitantly.  She was feeling genuinely
reluctant, but then again, coming across as reluctant was important to her.
She stayed behind Dani, not wanting to seem at all eager to have the two
interlopers see her nude.

    -�Well, then go ahead, -� said Dani, hopping quickly to the side.



   Chapter 192: Their App

   Doing battle with her natural inclinations, Jill stayed where she was;
however, she -(TM)d already had her hands up, an arm across her breasts,
the other down in fig-leaf position, her fingers extended back, keeping
things hidden.  Guys had seen her naked before, but somehow this seemed
different.  These were guys that she -(TM)d known for years and gone to
school with.

   At first, she didn -(TM)t say anything.  She looked back and forth from
Brendan to Matt, biting her lower lip.  They both looked stunned, probably
hoping to see her naked but never really expecting to.

    -�So, Dani didn -(TM)t tell you that I -(TM)d be here . . .  here
naked? -� she stammered.

    -�No, -� said Brendan, shaking his head.   -�I just decided to crash
your slumber party.  Jacob . . .  Jacob P.  wouldn -(TM)t come . . .  boy
is he going to be sorry!  So I called Matt . . .  didn -(TM)t have to twist
his arm too hard.  He -(TM)s always had a crush on you. -�

    -�Hey! -� objected Matt, turning sideways in displeasure, but never for
a second taking his eyes from Jill.

   Jill had always known of Matt -(TM)s interest.  Several times she -(TM)d
been told that he was going to ask her out.  Apparently, he -(TM)d always
chickened out  -" unless, of course, there was a different explanation.

    -�You guys have seen the broadcasts?  The news segments? -� she asked
tentatively.  She knew they had.  For some reason, she felt the need for
definitive confirmation  -" as if Ryan -(TM)s text and Brendan calling her
-~Tarzan -(TM) hadn -(TM)t provided it.

    -�Yes, -� said Brendan.

    -�You, Matt? -� she asked.

    -�Yes, sorry, -� he apologized.

   Jill found the idea that they had watched the videos and knew that she
had been willingly nude prior to the rockslide stimulating.  A tickle
sensation rippled along her skin.  As her hand was already covering her
crotch, she wiggled her middle finger, tickling her clitoris.  She knew she
couldn -(TM)t get away with much, but she was sure that slow movement of
the one finger would be hidden by her other fingers.

    -�What did you think? -� she asked.  She had a pretty good idea, but
she was curious to hear what they might have to say.

    -�F**king hot! -� said Brendan.  Upon hearing that, Jill felt
goosebumps pull her skin taut.  In response, she bore down on her clit,
pressing the one hidden finger discreetly into her slippery folds.  He
continued,  -�I have to admit, I really like the idea of women running
around naked.  I think Dani should take up the hobby.  Maybe you could
train her. -�

    -�Dream on, -� interjected Dani, a hand indignantly on her hip.

    -�If you guys had been a little more sneaky, you -(TM)d have caught
her, -� said Amber.

    -�Naked? -� asked Brendan in surprise.

    -�No! -� said Dani.

    -�Just topless! -� said Amber gleefully.   -�But Dani rocks topless. -�

    -�Wow! -� said Brendan.  Jill was relatively sure that as her
boyfriend, he would have seen her topless, probably nude  -" just not in
the context of a group of friends in a park.

    -�So, Matt, -� said Jill.  He -(TM)d been struggling to respectfully
keep his eyes averted; however, upon hearing his name, he looked up.  
-�You -(TM)re quiet.  I haven -(TM)t heard what you thought of the videos.
-�

    -�Umm . . .  I liked them, -� he said meekly after a long delay.

   Jill heard both Amber and Dani snickering.   -�You did, did you? -� Dani
asked with a great deal of levity.   -�I -(TM)ll bet you really liked
watching her naked sprint through town! -�

    -�Leave him alone.  I asked him.  He -(TM)s answering truthfully. -�
She did her best to maintain an even tone of voice.  That wasn -(TM)t as
easy as it might have been, given how the reminder of her naked trek
through Stanton was animating her middle finger.

    -�So tell me, -� Jill asked, probing deeper  -" with her finger as well
as her line of questioning,  -� --what exactly did you like? -�

    -�I don -(TM)t know, -� he said.   -�At first I felt sorry for you. 
Sorry for your brother and Ryan, of course, but mostly sorry for you.  It
seemed so terrible what you were forced to do to save them.  But then they
talked about how you -(TM)d been naked . . .  already naked . . .  making
naked Tarzan videos . . .  stuff like that . . .  banging on your chest and
all. -�

    -�Did you jack off to her video? -� asked Amber.

    -�Don -(TM)t ask him that!  Matt, don -(TM)t answer, -� interrupted
Jill.  She didn -(TM)t want to know.  It seemed possible, but she didn
-(TM)t want that image in her head.  She -(TM)d seen Ryan beat off; that
had been enough.  She also didn -(TM)t want to have to hear Matt struggle
through a denial.

   Realizing that Brendan and Matt were destined for her tally, she
casually transferred her hands to her hips and shifted her feet apart,
ensuring that they qualified.   -~One-hundred, one-hundred-one, -(TM) a
voice inside her head counted.  Maybe things weren -(TM)t working out as
she might have hoped, but she was secretly glad to have passed the 
-~hundred -(TM) mark.

   As Jill watched, she saw Matt -(TM)s eyes travel down from her face to
her chest and from there, on down to her pussy.  Both boys were seeing it
for the first time.  She happened to be facing the nearest outdoor light,
so she knew they -(TM)d have a fairly good view of her  -~charms. -(TM) She
didn -(TM)t know the extent to which her slit might be visible.  She hoped
things wouldn -(TM)t appear moist; however, at the very least, she was sure
that both Brendan and Matt had seen that she was a shaved pussy girl.  That
was a detail, possibly the only one, which a viewer of the Channel Five
segments would not have seen.

    -�So, what should we do now? -� asked Dani.

    -�Wait, -� said Jill.   -�I wasn -(TM)t done. -�

    -�Sorry, -� mumbled Dani.

    -�How did you find out about the videos? -�

   Matt pointed over at Brendan.

    -�From Brendan? -� she asked.

   He nodded.

    -�Brendan? -� she asked, looking him in the eye.

    -�I got a text from Ethan . . .  with a link.  I -(TM)d just started
watching the first one when Jacob called, interrupting me.  But that was
what he was calling about . . .  to ask me if I -(TM)d seen them. -�

    -�Has everyone seen them? -� she asked, even though the answer seemed
to be a foregone conclusion.

    -�Probably not yet . . .  but I -(TM)m sure they will, -� he replied.

   Jill looked away, biting her lip.  It wasn -(TM)t exactly a surprise,
but the news was difficult to deal with.  She -(TM)d made her choice to go
for help.  About that she had no regrets.  It was just a difficult
situation.  Over the course of twenty-four hours, about everyone she knew
would watch the videos.  They -(TM)d find out that she -(TM)d been
willingly nude, willing beating on her chest while being filmed  -" by Ryan
and her brother, no less.  It was even more embarrassing given that it had
been those two.

    -�Pretty exciting, huh, Tarzan? -� Amber remarked.  It had been more of
a statement than a question, but Amber did seem interested in hearing her
take on this latest development.  Something about it was indeed exciting;
however, that particular emotion was hardly the overriding one.  Scary was
up there  -" embarrassing as well.

    -�I don -(TM)t know about the rest of you, -� said Brendan before Jill
had gotten around to responding,  -� --but I need to hear this Tarzan yell
for myself. -�

    -�Me too! -� said Dani enthusiastically.   -�How about the picnic
table, Jill?  I mean, Tarzan?  Climb up! -�

   Jill studied the table.  It would be a fitting place for Tarzan to let
loose.   -�Sorry, guys, -� she said.   -�It would be fun, but I -(TM)m
pretty loud.  Not here, not in the middle of the night.  I -(TM)ve had all
the attention I can handle. -�

    -�Oh, well . . .  next time, -� said Brendan.

   Jill smiled.  She didn -(TM)t think there would be a  -~next time. -(TM)

    -�I know it -(TM)s late, -� said Dani.   -�But would you guys like to
play some basketball? -�

    -�Sure! -� said Brendan enthusiastically.

    -�I -(TM)m not very good, -� admitted Matt.

    -�Doesn -(TM)t matter.  You can be on my team, -� Jill replied.

   She -(TM)d already thought through the team options.  If they played
girls against boys, one of the guys would be guarding her at all times  -"
possibly they -(TM)d take turns.  They might keep back a respectful
distance  -" Matt would because he was Matt, and Brendan would because Dani
was there  -" and because of that, they wouldn -(TM)t end up with much of a
game.  If they split up into boy-girl teams, Dani would probably continue
guarding her.  She might resume with the spanks, but that would be
preferable to having either one of the guys guarding her.  That seemed as
if it would be much too awkward.

    -�You should get dressed if you want, -� Matt suggested.

   Jill looked at him; she almost laughed.  Did he really think that she
had some clothes stashed nearby?

    -�That -(TM)s very kind of you, Matt.  However, Tarzan travels light,
-� she replied.   -�You watched those videos, and you still don -(TM)t have
that figured out? -�

   Jill saw Matt -(TM)s jaw drop.

    -�Wow!  Just wow! -� said Brendan.

    -�Yep.  My nearest clothes are at Amber -(TM)s. -�

    -�And my house is locked, -� Amber interjected gleefully.

   Jill hadn -(TM)t considered that possibility.  She saw Matt -(TM)s eyes
go wide as he figured out what that meant  -" that she -(TM)d come the
entire distance naked.  It had ended up being almost a mile.

    -�And Dani needs to play topless, -� proposed Brendan.   -�No fair
putting on your top just because we -(TM)re here. -�

    -�It -(TM)s staying on, -� Dani announced resolutely.

    -�But wouldn -(TM)t Jill be more comfortable if you were also naked? -�
he asked.

    -�Who -(TM)s worried about Jill?  I -(TM)m not.  She -(TM)s wearing
what she wants to wear.  So am I, -� said Dani with a shrug.

   Jill shivered at her comment, her nipples cinching up tighter still. 
Was she really dressed as she wanted to be?  And yet she knew it was true,
she just didn -(TM)t really want the guys to know.

    -�I think the four of you should all play naked, -� exclaimed Amber
with a smile.   -�Put your weenie where your mouth is, Brendan. -�

   Brendan looked surprised.   -�Physically impossible, -� he sneered after
he -(TM)d gotten over the shock of Amber -(TM)s suggestion.

   Amber cracked up.   -�I -(TM)ll bet you could manage. -�

   Brendan ignored her.   -�Well, that settles it.  Just Jill then, -� he
said.

    -�Yep, just Jill, -� agreed Dani.

   Jill glanced over and saw that Matt was looking down at her crotch in a
stealth fashion.  His head was turned one way, but his eyes were definitely
focused down between her legs.  Noticing that he -(TM)d been caught, an
embarrassed look spread across his face as he quickly averted his eyes.

    -�Okay, Dani and I against Jill and Matt, -� said Brendan.

   Matt didn -(TM)t reply.   -�Are you good with that, Matt? -� Jill asked.

   Lifting his gaze, their eyes met.  He nodded slowly.  Jill noticed the
hint of a worried look on his face.

    -�Okay, then.  Come here, -� she said.   -�Team meeting. -�

   She walked toward the far basket, the dark one, expecting him to follow.
As she did so, she noticed something she hadn -(TM)t seen before.  At that
end of the court, obscured by the shadows, there was an opening in the
fence.  It was in the corner, a designed in opening easily big enough for a
person to walk through.  She kicked herself, realizing that she would have
been able to escape when the guys had first shown up.  Maybe it -(TM)s best
I didn -(TM)t know about it, she decided.  Truth be told, she was glad she
hadn -(TM)t run off.  Her tally was now over a hundred and she was looking
forward to the game with the two guys.

   Glancing back, she saw Matt lingering where he -(TM)d been standing the
whole time.  She beckoned to him, indicating that he needed to follow. 
Studying him, she found herself wishing that he were Kyle.  She expected
that Kyle was a better ball player, plus she -(TM)d had a little time to
work on plays with him.  What was more, she realized how much Kyle would
enjoy playing with her, naked or not.  She -(TM)d enjoy it, too.

   Matt, on the other hand, was acting too inhibited to do much of
anything. She knew it was because she was naked; although, she realized he
might be that way around her even if she weren -(TM)t nude.  He -(TM)d
always seemed to have inhibitions when it came to talking to her.

   However, she wanted it to be fun.  As a matter of fact, she was going to
do everything she could to make sure that it was fun  -" for the both of
them.  She was finally getting her basketball game!  It wasn -(TM)t working
out at all liked she -(TM)d hoped or imagined, but that was okay.  That was
probably for the best, she realized, remembering the game she -(TM)d
fantasized about, the one in the packed gymnasium under the bright lights.

   Even though this was not the game she -(TM)d had in mind, this was the
game that fate was delivering.  She was determined to make it memorable. 
It was likely a once in a lifetime opportunity.  She was going to have fun,
and as always she was focused on winning.  Playing naked was sure to be
difficult.  She -(TM)d prove to herself that she was up to the challenge by
playing a solid game.

    -�You look scared, -� she observed, once she and Matt were near the
unlit backboard.

   He nodded.   -�A little, I guess. -�

   Jill smiled.  That seemed like a straightforward answer.   -�Okay, first
off, there -(TM)s something I -(TM)ve got to know.  A few times, I had
people telling me that you were going to ask me out.  You never did. -�



   Chapter 193: Matt

    -�I didn -(TM)t, -� he replied dejectedly.

    -�I know, but . . .  why not?  Be honest with me. -�

    -�I -(TM)m kind of a chicken shit. -�

    -�But you -(TM)d tell people . . .  I -(TM)m assuming . . .  and then
not follow through? -�

    -�Like I said . . .  a chicken shit. -�

    -�But you wanted to ask me out?  Intended to ask me out? -�

    -�Yes, that -(TM)s right.  I thought that if I told someone . . .  then
I -(TM)d have to.  I thought if you knew, then you -(TM)d be ready . . . 
to say yes or no.  That seemed only fair.  Mostly, it was my way of working
up my courage . . .  and painting myself into a corner, so I -(TM)d have
to. -�

    -�But? -�

   He shrugged.   -�But it didn -(TM)t work.  I still didn -(TM)t have the
guts. -�

    -�Did you want to go out with me? -�

    -�More than anything. -�

    -�I wish you would have . . .  asked me out.  You know I would have
said  -~yes. -(TM) -�

    -�You would have? -�

    -�Of course!  I wanted you to ask me out.  It made me feel good to hear
that you liked me enough to be considering it.  You weren -(TM)t the only
shy one at Holden High, you know.  I even thought of asking you out myself
. . .  when you didn -(TM)t.  But I couldn -(TM)t.  I -(TM)m kind of a
chicken shit, too. -�

    -�You don -(TM)t look chicken, -� he observed, allowing his eyes to
travel down her body.

   Jill glanced down at her nude body and thoughtfully licked her dry lips.
 -�Well, I guess I -(TM)ve made some progress.  I hope you have as well. -�

    -�Not much. -�

    -�Well, it -(TM)s time to man up, good buddy.  I play to win, so that
-(TM)s what we -(TM)re going to do.  And while we -(TM)re at it, let -(TM)s
consider this our first date. -�

   Jill was very surprised to hear herself say that, but then she
remembered the wine.  She wasn -(TM)t exactly drunk, but she had heard that
alcohol lowered a person -(TM)s inhibitions.

   Jill saw a look of surprise in his eyes.   -�A date? -� he asked.

    -�Yep . . .  unless you don -(TM)t want to date a naked girl? -�

    -�I don -(TM)t mind, -� he replied quickly.

   She smiled and continued,  -� --probably our only date . . .  I -(TM)m
off to college this coming weekend.  But if you -(TM)re interested in the
possibility of a second date, winning this game would be the place to
start. As you probably know, basketball is important to me, very important.
You do play, don -(TM)t you? -� Jill knew he -(TM)d never been on the
basketball team.  As a matter of fact, as far as she knew, he -(TM)d never
taken part in any organized athletics.

    -�Some . . .  not much. -�

    -�Well, it -(TM)s time to learn! -� She proceeded to give him a series
of verbal instructions to help the two of them work as a team.  If she
passed him the ball and said nothing, he was expected to pass it
immediately back, instantly.  If she said his name, either alone or in a
sentence, he was to pass the ball back, but wait until after she -(TM)d
gotten past Dani.  If she said something other than his name, he was to
start dribbling and try for a basket himself.  In that way, she -(TM)d be
able to direct what they did on the court, hopefully without Dani and
Brendan picking up on the clues.

   Matt was obviously trying to concentrate on what she was saying, but he
was so cute about it.  She didn -(TM)t know how he was going to be able to
do what he needed to do.  Being around a naked girl seemed to have him
nearly paralyzed.  But she realized that it was more than just the nudity;
he might be experiencing the same thing if she were dressed  -" because of
his long-standing crush on her.

   He was funny.  Jill found the situation rather entertaining.  He -(TM)d
notice her nipples and look immediately away, but then he -(TM)d glance
back.  He -(TM)d raise his chin, attempting to force himself to look at her
face.  But then his eyes would appear to again be drawn down to her chest.
She wondered if she should talk with him about her nipples  -" in hopes of
allowing him to get his fill so that he might be able to concentrate. 
Instead, she found herself playing with him, moving her tits around
enticingly within his field of view, testing him by seeing if she could get
his eyes to follow.

   She didn -(TM)t know if they were going to be able to win or not, but
she decided to at least have a little fun with the guy.  Pretending to be
stretching, she lifted up her ribcage, nonchalantly arching her back.  As
she was tall and he wasn -(TM)t particularly so, it was relatively easy to
draw his eyes to her nipples.  For some reason, Jill found it amusing to
tease the poor kid.  She reached up and scratched one of her nipples
absentmindedly while looking away, a fingernail scraping back and forth on
her areola on each side of the stiff point.  Out of the corner of her eye,
she saw a look of wonder on his face.

    -�Ready, guys? -� Dani asked from the other side of center court.

    -�Almost, -� replied Jill,  -� --but I -(TM)m so thirsty. -�

    -�There -(TM)s a drinking fountain, -� remarked Amber, pointing off
into the darkness.

   She led them a short distance into the park.  Jill went first, and they
all took turns.  Jill was so thankful.  She hadn -(TM)t thought to bring a
water bottle.  Had it been the wine?  Indeed, they -(TM)d headed to the
park without so much as a basketball.  Dani hadn -(TM)t been the only one
that had forgotten that they -(TM)d be needing one.

   As she took a second drink, Jill examined the cleft of her pussy.  She
couldn -(TM)t believe how she was dressed, who she was with, where she was,
and what they were doing.  It was all so exciting  -" and her lower lips
looked to be fully aware of what was going on; they were moist.  She
thought about allowing some water to dribble down her front.  Indeed, that
might provide an alternate explanation should someone look and notice that
she was wet.  Being completely devoid of pubic hair meant that any amount
of moisture was much more visible than it might otherwise be.

   As the four-player game started, Matt threw the ball in to Jill.  It
went wide, but she pulled out the stops and got to it first.  She started
dribbling.  As luck would have it, she again found herself working her way
in toward the basket while protecting the ball from Dani, advancing toward
her butt first.  It was instinct as much as anything.

    -�You better not, -� she warned, but it did no good.  Dani slapped her
bare bottom just as it came within range.

   The spank on her bare skin reminded Jill of not only how naked she was,
but also how vulnerable she was.  The familiar activities of dribbling and
shooting would momentarily take her mind off of that, but the sound and
feel of Dani -(TM)s hand on her butt would bring it all back into focus. 
She -(TM)d instantly return to being a naked woman, her privates flapping
in the breeze where everyone could see them and probably even be able to
touch them if they tried.  She dribbled away from Dani, trying to
concentrate to keep it from getting to her.  Somehow she needed to find a
way to keep Dani from getting her so flustered that she couldn -(TM)t play.

   Again she advanced toward the hoop, and again Dani slapped her butt.  
-�Enough of that!  If you -(TM)re going to do that, you -(TM)re going to
play topless, -� said Jill, continuing to dribble while doing her best to
sound calm and in control.

    -�You -(TM)d like that, wouldn -(TM)t you? -� challenged Dani.

    -�Or maybe I -(TM)ll strip you naked . . .  butt naked, -� Jill
threatened.   -�I -(TM)m here to play basketball. -� She made a break for
the hoop mid-sentence, scoring an easy two points.

   Shortly thereafter, Dani had the ball and Jill was on defense.  Jill
thought about swatting her butt.  After all, turnabout was fair play;
however, she decided against that course of action.  On the one hand, Dani
was wearing shorts, so the effect would not be at all the same.  Dani would
probably just laugh at her.  And on the other hand, Dani might feel
encouraged.  By joining in with the slapping, Jill might be inviting an
escalation that she -(TM)d end up regretting.  She was feeling very naked
and extremely vulnerable.

   On their next possession, Jill decided to test Matt -(TM)s memory.  She
passed him the ball saying,  -�Here, Matt.  Take a shot. -�

   Matt bounced the ball a few times and then shot and missed, the ball
bouncing off the front of the rim.

   Calling a timeout, Jill pulled him aside.   -�What did I say just before
that shot of yours? -� she asked.

    -�To take a shot. -�

    -�No.  I said,  -~Matt. -(TM) That -(TM)s what you need to key off of.
What are you supposed to do when I say your name? -�

    -�Oh . . .  pass the ball back after you get around Dani. -�

    -�Exactly!  All you have to do is listen for your name.  Easy, right?
-�

    -�I guess. -�

    -�The rest of what I say is for Dani -(TM)s ears.  I expected to have
an easy time getting by her because I -(TM)d just told you to take a shot.
Get it? -�

    -�Okay, -� he replied, acting as if a lightbulb had just been turned on
in his brain.

    -�You don -(TM)t mind me being Team Captain, do you? -�

    -�Of course not.  I want you to be. -�

    -�Thanks, -� said Jill, smiling appreciatively.  She knew it was
necessary if they were to have a chance at winning.  David would pick up on
her system immediately, she thought, but hopefully, Dani wouldn -(TM)t. 
Their high school team had used codes; however, they had been quite
different, incorporating hand signals  -" pointing.  Her coach had
determined them.

   Jill was doing her best to focus on the game, but even for someone so
disciplined, that was proving to be quite difficult.  The wine she -(TM)d
had earlier was proving to be just one component of the intoxicating
cocktail that she was dealing with.  Another ingredient was the endorphin
rush that came with the all exertion.  She -(TM)d read that it could
produce a state of euphoria very similar to that of opioids.  Whatever
endorphins were, they too were making her feel good.

   In addition to the alcohol and the exercise-induced endorphins, she was
experiencing all the thrills and chills of being naked ¬ -" naked around
new people in a risky outdoor setting.  Naked and vulnerable, she couldn
-(TM)t even protect her own butt from Dani.

   It was quite the combination!

   And as if that wasn -(TM)t enough, she had just shaved her pussy.  She
could only imagine how naughty she must look.  What might Brendan and Matt
think of her on account of her bald pussy?  Did they think that she liked
to show it off?  Did she?  Wondering about what they might be thinking
about that aspect produced a tingly sensation inside her pelvis every time
it crossed her mind.

   On Jill -(TM)s next possession, Dani again swatted her naked backside.
She again protested, but even doing her best to sound as if she didn -(TM)t
like the attention couldn -(TM)t keep a shiver of excitement from passing
through her body.

   She pumped the ball to Matt without saying anything.  Obviously
concentrating on what he was supposed to do, he fired it right back.

   Again she dribbled.  She thought about staying far enough away from Dani
to avoid the possibility of a slap, and yet she didn -(TM)t.  Did she want
to again feel the stinging sensation of Dani -(TM)s hand on her bare skin?
What was happening to her?

   Tossing the ball to Matt, she called out,  -�Your turn. -�

   He caught the ball.  She saw him hesitate as he processed her words.  In
that moment, Dani again smacked one of her cheeks.

    -�Stop it! -� she protested.  But as she realized just how distracting
the spanks were for her, she noticed that Dani -(TM)s  -~butt-game -(TM)
was having a similar effect on Brendan.  That created an opportunity; Matt
charged in unopposed and scored with a layup.

   Jill ran over.  Colliding intentionally with him, she gave him an
enthusiastic congratulatory hug, lifting his feet momentarily from the
concrete.  It had been his first basket.  However, she instantly realized
that she needed to be much more careful.  He did not return the hug.  The
poor lad looked shaken, his arms hanging limp at his sides.  Guys
apparently weren -(TM)t used to getting hugs from naked celebratory girls.
Considering that, Jill realized that she needed to try and keep Brendan
distracted without having the same effect on Matt.

    -�Great play! -� she said, stepping quickly back from him while wishing
that there might be a way to take back the hug.

    -�Umm . . .  thanks, -� he said, blinking his eyes.  He looked as if he
were trying to regain his balance.

   On the next play, just as Dani was passing the ball to Brendan, she
extended her arms overhead while jutting out a hip, trying to steal his
attention.  Brendan managed to catch the ball, but in the moment that
followed, Matt grabbed it out of his hands and drove in for a layup.

    -�I saw that, you little tease! -� said Dani, glaring at her.   -�Best
not be trying to steal my boyfriend! -�

    -�As if I -(TM)d have any chance with these, -� said Jill, reaching up
and cupping a pair of imaginarily large breasts from below.  She held her
hands protruding from her chest such that they were essentially empty, her
tiny breasts not coming anywhere near filling them.  The gesture emphasized
how severely lacking she was in that department.

   Dani smiled.   -�One would think that you wouldn -(TM)t have a chance.
But I -(TM)m not so sure. -�

   Jill returned her smile.  She wasn -(TM)t so sure either.

   Summer at Cache Lake

   Chapter 194: Up By Four

   Dani turned her attention to Brendan.   -�What are you looking at,
Bucko? -� she snapped.

    -�Nothing, -� he replied, peeling his eyes away from Jill -(TM)s chest
and looking over at Dani.

    -�Ouch! -� said Jill, stumbling and acting as if the comment had stung.

    -�I didn -(TM)t mean it that way, -� he apologized.

    -�Sure you didn -(TM)t, -� she mumbled, pretending to be sad.

   As the game continued, Dani kept paying a great deal of attention to
Jill -(TM)s naked bottom.  More often than not, it came in the form of a
slap, but a time or two she had touched her a bit more gingerly.  To Jill,
one of her touches had felt almost like a caress.  In reality, it might
have been just Dani resting her hand there as she endeavored to stay
between her and the basket.  Indeed, that sort of contact occurred at all
levels of the sport.  It was generally ignored, provided that no foul was
committed.  Jill was having a great deal of difficulty ignoring all the
contact given her state of arousal.

   Earlier she had been lamenting that Dani wasn -(TM)t nude like Britt and
Jenna had been in the pool below the falls.  Considering that, she realized
that it didn -(TM)t really matter.  The fact that she herself was naked
seemed to be enough, and just possibly it was even more exciting because
she was the only one naked.  As had happened when she -(TM)d been horsing
around with the Copelands in the water, Jill -(TM)s libido continued to
rise.  The basketball game was proving to be every bit as exciting as she
had hoped  -" or feared.

   Suddenly, she remembered Jenna mentioning that Britt had experienced an
orgasm while they -(TM)d been wrestling.  As she called for a timeout to
take a breather, she remembered the spontaneous orgasm that she -(TM)d had
on the brightly lit court in her ball-riding fantasy.  She needed to
throttle back her excitement just enough to make sure that didn -(TM)t
happen to her in real life.  It was one thing for everyone to see her
pussy, even if they noticed it was wet.  It would be quite another if they
all witnessed her shaking, trembling, and moaning as she went over the
edge. She definitely couldn -(TM)t let that happen!

   She walked to the drinking fountain and took a long drink.  Noticing
that Matt and Brendan were heading over, she splashed water on her chest
where it mixed with her sweat.  She made sure that there was more than
enough so that it ran down across her tummy and added to the moisture at
her crotch.  The water felt good.  She didn -(TM)t know if it might
contribute to the deniability factor, but it seemed worth a try.

   As each guy bent over, taking his turn at the fountain, she saw their
eyes peeking out at the lower half of her body.  She happened to be facing
the light.  She told herself that she was allowing them to view her pussy
in order to keep Brendan distracted, but she knew that wasn -(TM)t the full
story.  She was also doing it because she liked having her girl parts seen.
It was so naughty but at the same time so thrilling.  It had taken her a
long time to be able to admit that to herself; however, she now knew that
it was true.

   Dani joined them, again smacking her on the butt and accusing her of
being a tease.   -�Why you little minx!  You ought to be ashamed of
yourself! -�

   Jill knew she should, and yet she wasn -(TM)t.  Maybe later she -(TM)d
feel ashamed.  Right then, her excitement was too great to feel bad about
how she was blatantly displaying the petals of her blossoming pussy.

   As the game resumed, Jill found herself considering a new approach.  The
next time Dani slapped her bottom, accusing her of trying to steal her
boyfriend, Jill dropped the ball and sauntered over to her.  Reaching
around and placing her hand on Dani -(TM)s cloth covered bottom and
squeezing, she stared into her eyes.   -�Actually, maybe it -(TM)s Brendan
that needs to be worried.  Have you considered that I might be trying to
steal his girlfriend? -�

   She saw a wide-eyed look of concern appear on Dani -(TM)s face as Amber
cheered.  Dani pushed her away.   -�You -(TM)re so naughty, -� she said,
fighting to regain her composure.  She again slapped at Jill -(TM)s bare
bottom; however, this time she missed.

   Jill smiled.   -�Ooo . . .  I love it when you do that, girlfriend, -�
Jill remarked playfully.   -�And I want you . . .  so bad . . .  but you
know that. -�

    -�You -(TM)re just saying that, -� snapped Dani, but her confidence
seemed shaken.

   Shortly thereafter, Dani had the ball.  As her butt came within range,
Jill grabbed ahold of one of her cheeks.  She wrapped her other arm around
Dani -(TM)s waist.  The ball bounced away as Dani twisted, trying to free
herself.  Jill held on tight, digging her fingers into Dani -(TM)s butt,
kneading it playfully.  It was payback time.

    -�Come on you two.  Get a room! -� Amber called gleefully from the
sidelines.

   Jill replied,  -�We don -(TM)t need a room! -� Twisting her around, Jill
pulled Dani to her and planted a big sloppy kiss on her mouth.  Dani tried
to break free, but Jill had shifted a hand to the back of her head, holding
their faces mashed together.

    -�Wow!  Is there something I should know? -� Brendan asked excitedly.

    -�No there isn -(TM)t, -� said Dani, after she -(TM)d succeeded in
getting her mouth away from Jill -(TM)s.   -�Keep her away from me, -� she
added, once she -(TM)d fought free of Jill -(TM)s grasp.

    -�Keep who away from who? -� Brendan asked.   -�Who has been messing
with whose butt? -�

   Jill laughed.  She picked up the ball and drove in for a layup.

    -�Two points! -� she called out gleefully.

    -�And Tarzan scores! -� announced Brendan.

    -�Doesn -(TM)t count, -� said Dani.

    -�It most certainly does, -� said Jill, again walking aggressively
toward her.  She was intending to give her a spank or again grab her butt;
however, noticing that Dani -(TM)s nipples had gotten stiff and were
visibly poking through multiple layers, she considered her options.  She
could slap her butt or grab a boob and go in for another kiss.  The kiss
had worked.  It had really seemed to get Dani rattled.

   Just the fact that Jill was behaving aggressively must have been enough.
Dani shrieked.   -�Keep her away from me, Brendan.  She -(TM)s got that
look in her eye, -� she said, backing away.

    -�I think you -(TM)re ready to try a little naked basketball, -� Jill
threatened.   -�It -(TM)s more fun than you realize. -� She bent her knees,
dropping down into an offensive stance, and started circling.

    -�Stay back! -� insisted Dani, assuming a defensive posture, her arms
up in front.  Brendan and Matt backed away.

    -�You started this, remember, -� said Jill.   -�Now, do you want to
play basketball, or do you want to be stripped naked? -�

   Jill saw Dani -(TM)s eyes go wide with fright.  They both knew that Dani
would be no match for her; the Wahlund twins had a reputation as far as
fighting was concerned.  It seemed obvious that Jill would win, especially
considering that she didn -(TM)t have anything to lose; she was already
naked.

    -�Strip her!  Strip her!  Strip her! -� Amber started chanting from the
sideline.

    -�I think I will, -� said Jill, eyeing her prey as she continued to
circle her threateningly.

   Dani again squealed, running quickly behind Brendan.   -�Keep her away
from me. -�

    -�Now why would I do that? -� he asked.   -�Seeing you get stripped
would be the highlight of an already wonderful evening.  And then I think
the two of you should hook up.  It -(TM)d be fun, for you as well, I
imagine. -�

    -�Brendan! -� she admonished.

    -�But whatever happens, it serves you right.  You started this! -� he
replied.

    -�I -(TM)ll divorce you! -�

   He laughed.  They, of course, weren -(TM)t married.   -�Maybe, but
eventually we -(TM)ll kiss and make up.  That -(TM)s always fun. -�

    -�Brendan, NO! -� she screamed, seemingly thinking that Brendan was
considering allowing Jill to have her way.

    -�Matt, you -(TM)ll protect me, won -(TM)t you? -� she asked, a look of
desperation in her eyes.

   Jill glanced over at Matt.  He looked very uncomfortable to be suddenly
brought into the confrontation.  But as she continued to observe him, a
look of resolve appeared on his face.

    -�I -(TM)m not going to protect anybody.  I -(TM)m here to play
basketball.  Tarzan and I are going to whoop you two.  Now everyone . . .
you too, Jill . . .  quit screwing around! -�

   Jill smiled.  She remembered what she had told him about his best route
to a second date.  Apparently, he was taking her advice to heart.

    -�All right then, let -(TM)s play, -� said Dani.  After studying Jill
apprehensively, she walked over and picked up the ball.  She looked
relieved that Matt had given them all an excuse to get back to the game.

   Jill, too, was glad.  The idea of stripping Dani hadn -(TM)t been
completely to her liking.  Things had just escalated out of control.  She
couldn -(TM)t even believe that she had kissed her.

   As they resumed play, Jill found that Dani had been completely cured of
her fascination with her butt.  Apparently, she had decided that it was
much too risky to continue messing with Jill.  Jill felt good about having
won the battle of wits.  It had been fun and she -(TM)d come out on top. 
Now all they had to do was win the basketball game.

   Six or Eight points later, Matt and Jill were up by four.  Jill again
had the ball.  Shouting his name, she threw it to Matt and then cut hard
right to get around Dani.  As she fought to get a little distance ahead of
her to receive the ball back, light suddenly flooded the court.

    -�Hold it right there!  Stay where you are, -� a loud voice boomed.  In
shock, Jill turned to look toward the light.  The voice continued, 
-�Police officer.  Everyone stay right where you are! -�



   Chapter 195: Game Over

   Jill was caught completely by surprise.  In a state of sheer panic, her
feet reacted even though her brain was locking up.  The light, seemingly a
powerful hand-held flashlight, was blinding.  It was located somewhere just
behind where Amber had been watching from, the middle of the large opening
in the chain-link fence enclosure.

   Jill had no idea how her friends might react, but she wasn -(TM)t about
to stick around to find out.  They were dressed; she wasn -(TM)t.  Her
adrenalin suddenly sky-high, she wheeled around and sprinted for the only
other opening in the tall enclosure, the narrow gap she -(TM)d noticed in
one of the back corners.  She wasn -(TM)t about to be caught naked. 
Allowing that to happen simply wasn -(TM)t an option.

    -�Hold it, Miss.  Don -(TM)t run! -� the voice rang out again.

   She was scared, but she doubted anyone would be able to catch her,
certainly not a policeman.  She didn -(TM)t have a plan in mind.  All she
knew was that she wasn -(TM)t staying where she was.  The policeman had the
light trained on her, but there was a silver lining in that.  It was
illuminating the gap that she was racing toward, simplifying her escape.

   Trying to be careful about her footing, she slowed slightly as she
charged through the opening.  Suddenly she hit something or someone,
bringing her forward momentum to a complete stop.  The impact knocked the
wind out of her.

   The next thing she knew, she was flat on her back in the grass.

    -�Gotcha! -� a deep voice exclaimed close to her ear.

   As Jill tried to take a breath, the realization of what had happened hit
her.  A second officer had been lying in wait just past the opening.  As
she -(TM)d exited the enclosure, she -(TM)d run right into him and been
tackled.

   Jill fought the man, trying her best to get free; however, he had his
arms solidly around her chest, squeezing her such that she was having
trouble breathing.  He was big, much larger than she was.

    -�Resisting an officer is a crime, young lady, -� he stated calmly.  
-�Give that a little thought. -�

   She was all pumped up on adrenalin, but her chances of getting away
seemed to have evaporated.  Even though there no longer seemed to be the
possibility of escape, she continued to struggle.  She was still panicking,
simply reacting, barely thinking.

   All of a sudden, the man flipped her over onto her front, sending her
limbs every which way.  With a hand on her neck, he pushed her face into
the ground.  Jill went limp.  It was clear that she -(TM)d lost. 
Something, possibly his knee was pressing into her back, smashing her chest
into the ground.  She was again having difficulty breathing.  She didn
-(TM)t want to seem to be fighting, but she needed air.

   In the next instant, she felt cold steel against one of her wrists.  She
heard a click.  Handcuffs!  She squirmed, attempting to pull her arm free 
-" she couldn -(TM)t.  She felt steel against her other wrist and then
heard a series of clicks as the second cuff was closed down more gradually
against her skin.  Lying there on her stomach, her face turned to the side,
she felt the man -(TM)s knee leave her back.  She felt something else, the
cold steel chain that connected the cuffs against her buttocks.

    -�Why are . . .  you doing this . . .  to me?  I didn -(TM)t . . .  do
anything! -� she called out between breaths.  She was realizing the
seriousness of her predicament.  She -(TM)d been captured by a large man
who was most likely a police officer.  Besides the cuffs, she was wearing
her shoes, nothing else.

    -�Are you all right? -� he asked.

   It seemed like a stupid question.  Jill turned her head further, trying
to look back at him.  Given the light, all she could see was his outline.
He was resting on his haunches.  He had a hand on her upper arm and was no
longer pinning her to the ground.

   What does he mean,  -~Am I all right? -(TM) went through Jill -(TM)s
head.  Of course, she wasn -(TM)t all right!  She -(TM)d just been tackled.
She was lying face down on the ground, her hands back behind her in cuffs.
Who treats a girl like that?

    -�Are you okay? -� he asked again.

   Jill was still at a loss for words.  In addition to her appalling
physical situation, she felt mentally and emotionally broken.  She was his
prisoner.

    -�Did you get her, Bash? -� a distant voice called out.

    -�Yep, got her! -� the man who had cuffed her responded.   -�Where are
the others? -�

    -�They -(TM)re here.  They didn -(TM)t run.  Only the naked one ran. -�

    -�Okay, let -(TM)s join the others, -� said the man as he yanked at her
arm.   -�Can you get up?  Or are you drunk? -�

    -�I -(TM)m most certainly not drunk, -� Jill asserted defiantly while
simultaneously recalling the wine she -(TM)d had before leaving for the
park.

    -�Then get up, -� he directed as he himself stood up.

   Jill twisted, first one way and then the other.  It was much harder than
she -(TM)d been expecting.  How was she supposed to get to her feet without
the use of her hands and arms?

    -�Here, let me help you, -� he said, again pulling on her arm.

   Jill didn -(TM)t want his help.  She tried to flip around into a sitting
position, but the man -(TM)s grip on her upper arm made that difficult. 
Jill attempted to pull free, but he held on tight, gripping her arm
tightly.

    -�What are you going to do to me? -� she asked apprehensively as she
finally succeeded in getting into a sitting position.

    -�Just going to help you to your feet, -� he replied.

    -�And then what are you going to do?  Arrest me? -�

    -�One step at a time, little lady. -�

   His tone was friendly enough; it was mostly the gravity of the situation
that was so menacing.  Jill didn -(TM)t like thinking about where things
were headed, but it was hard not to.

   Again he asked,  -�Have you been drinking?  Are you high? -�

   Jill knew that being under the influence might seem like a logical
explanation for why a girl might be naked under such circumstances.  In
addition to that, she knew that she probably looked drunk as she fought to
get her feet under her.  But that was the cuffs.  Few people would be able
to stand up without the use of their hands AND appear completely sober
while doing so, she decided.

    -�Please take these off, -� she requested in the most level-headed
sounding voice that she could muster.   -�I won -(TM)t run. -�

    -�We -(TM)ve already established that you -(TM)ll run, -� the man
replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

    -�But I won -(TM)t . . .  not now.  Please! -� she begged.  Jill felt
alarmingly vulnerable.  Having her arms secured behind her was much worse
than she might ever have imagined.  She -(TM)d felt vulnerable before, but
Dani swatting her butt paled in comparison.

    -�You shouldn -(TM)t have run.  You disobeyed an officer of the law. -�

    -�I did? -�

    -�You did.  It -(TM)s a serious offense.  My partner identified himself
as a police officer.  He told everyone to stay where they were.  You ran.
-�

    -�But, but -- -� Jill didn -(TM)t quite know what to say.  Those did
seem to be the facts; how could she deny what he was saying.  However, in
her case, there seemed to be extenuating circumstances.  Wouldn -(TM)t
being naked be an exception?  She knew better than to say that even if it
made sense to her.

   By then they were up and walking.  They -(TM)d gotten back through the
opening in the fence and were making their way across the concrete court.
Jill couldn -(TM)t see much.  The bright light was still there, again
shining into her eyes, disrupting her night vision.  She squinted, trying
to see ahead.

   She definitely didn -(TM)t want to be where she was.  Her instincts were
telling her to make a run for it; however, she knew she wouldn -(TM)t get
far  -" not with the man -(TM)s hand holding onto her upper arm and the
handcuffs securing her arms behind her.

   Her heart was pounding in her chest.  She felt so exposed.  She had no
way to cover her pussy or her breasts.  The bright light illuminated her.
She glanced down at her nude body.  Whoever was holding the light was
studying her.  And what was worse, she was beginning to think in detail
about what lay ahead.  She could picture a ride in a patrol car.  She
imagined being locked in a cell.  She expected that they -(TM)d call her
parents  -" or maybe she -(TM)d have to do that herself.  They allowed
prisoners one phone call, didn -(TM)t they?  Or was that just Hollywood?

    -�I -(TM)m so sorry, Jill, -� said Dani as they approached.

   Jill glanced around.  Everyone was staring at her.  She wanted to cover
her nude body in the worst way.  Dani and Amber were sitting on top of the
picnic table, their feet on the bench.  The two guys were a short distance
away; they were seated cross-legged on the ground.

    -�Have a seat with your friends while I confer with Officer Franks, -�
said the officer who had cuffed her.  Jill was finally able to get a look
at him.  He looked as if he was bald or shaved his head.  Additionally, he
was a good-sized man and he was indeed wearing a dark uniform.

   He guided her toward the table where Dani and Amber were sitting.  Amber
shifted over, making room for her.  Both girls reached out to steady her as
she climbed up and took a seat between them.

    -�I -(TM)m so sorry, Jill, -� Dani repeated.

   Jill sensed heartfelt sympathy in her voice.  She looked over at her and
their eyes met.  It was a disaster, but she knew it wasn -(TM)t Dani -(TM)s
fault.

   She felt something on her cheek  -" Amber -(TM)s hand.   -�Sorry, you
had some grass, -� she said.

    -�Thank you, -� she replied.  Glancing down, she saw that it wasn
-(TM)t just her face.  Her entire body was rather dirty.  She -(TM)d been
sweaty and then she -(TM)d been flung down and rolled.  There were even
blades of grass and other debris clinging to her breasts.   -�My chest,
too, -� she said quietly.

   Amber nodded and proceeded to brush her off, her upper body as well as
her legs.  Dani leaned back and took care of her back.   -�Thanks, guys, -�
she muttered, staring sightlessly at her knees.  She -(TM)d been stripped
of her dignity, but somehow being a little less dirty helped.

   From the girls, Jill learned that the basketball court and the area
around it was a location that the police checked on a nightly basis. 
Supposedly the picnic tables near the basketball court were popular, and
the police caught kids drinking, smoking or doing drugs there on occasion.

    -�He bragged about it being the perfect trap, -� said Amber.   -�They
try to flush everyone onto the basketball court . . .  and from there,
there -(TM)s only the one exit . . .  where his partner, Officer Bashford,
lies in ambush. -�

    -�So they -(TM)ve done this before, -� said Jill, realizing that she
-(TM)d fallen into a trap.

    -�Sounds like they do it all the time, -� Amber replied.

    -�What are they going to do to us?  Has he said? -� Jill asked, her
voice trembling.  She was realizing all of a sudden that she was the only
one in cuffs.

    -�I don -(TM)t know, -� said Dani.   -�He -(TM)s been asking about
drugs . . .  about drinking. -� Suddenly her voice got real quiet.   -�Don
-(TM)t mention the wine, whatever you do.  He -(TM)s been looking all
around for evidence . . .  bottles, I suppose. -�

   Jill was in a terrible state, quivering with worry.   -�I suppose
running counts as resisting arrest, -� she fretted.

    -�Probably, -� agreed Dani.   -�And you -(TM)re naked.  Laws against
that as well. -�

   Jill didn -(TM)t know what to think.  She seemed to be in a lot more
trouble than her friends.  They weren -(TM)t naked and they hadn -(TM)t
run. No wonder she was wearing handcuffs and they weren -(TM)t.



   Chapter 196: Franks and Bashford

   As they sat there waiting to learn their fate, they saw a car pull up
and park at the base of the slope, it -(TM)s headlights illuminating a
parked police car.  How had they missed seeing that car arrive?

    -�Great! -� Jill heard one of the officers exclaim sarcastically.  She
hadn -(TM)t been able to follow their hushed conversation, but that one
word had been loud and clear.

   She heard car doors open and close and then saw flashlights being
directed into the park.

    -�Up here, Sergeant, -� one of the officers called out.  But then in a
much quieter facetious tone, he remarked to his partner,  -�Just what we
need . . .  reinforcements. -�

   A minute later, there were four officers huddled together talking over
the situation.  After a protracted discussion, one of the late arrivals
walked toward them.  Jill angled her head down and closed her eyes as his
flashlight caught her full in the face.  Squinting, she watched as he then
shined his light on her friends, one after the other.  The other officers
followed along behind, maintaining their distance.

    -�Playing basketball, you say, Officer Franks? -� he asked.

    -�Yes, Sergeant . . .  basketball, -� one of the other officers
replied.

    -�No bottles?  No paraphernalia? -�

    -�Not that we -(TM)ve found . . .  probably here somewhere, -� the man
who was clearly Officer Franks replied.

   The sergeant -(TM)s light shone around the court, settling on the ball
which had rolled against the fence.   -�Whose basketball? -� he asked.

    -�It -(TM)s mine, -� said Dani, her voice cracking.

    -�Why did you bring it? -� he inquired.

    -�To play basketball, -� she answered, doing her best to keep a
straight face.

   The man with the flashlight walked around the table, going behind the
girls.  He was shining the light on them, clearly studying them.

    -�Officer Bashford . . .  these are your cuffs? -�

    -�Yes, they are. -�

    -�Why are they on her? -�

    -�Indecent exposure.  Disobeying an officer.  Resisting -- -�

    -�Goddammit, Bashford, -� he hissed under his breath.

   Jill sensed the sergeant coming closer.  She felt him touch her, his
hands on one of her arms.  In the next moment, she realized that he was
unlocking a cuff.

    -�She -(TM)ll run, -� cautioned Officer Bashford.

    -�You -(TM)re not going to run, now are you, little lady? -� the
Sergeant said in a reassuring tone.

    -�No.  I won -(TM)t run, -� she replied softly.

   As she felt the cuff release, the sergeant continued,  -�Bashford,
Franks . . .  there -(TM)s a blanket in your car, right?  One of you go and
get it. -�

   Jill could sense the tension in the air, but Officer Bashford, the man
who had tackled her, hurried off toward the cars.  One of her arms free,
Jill brought it around to her chest.  Encountering something on her skin,
she dusted it off, and then grabbed a breast, covering it completely.

    -�I -(TM)m sorry about the cuffs, young lady, -� the sergeant
apologized as he unlocked her other wrist.   -�I hope they weren -(TM)t too
tight, too uncomfortable. -�

   Both of her arms finally free, Jill rubbed where the cuffs had been. 
They -(TM)d been uncomfortable but not especially tight.  It had been the
indignity more than anything, the feeling of helplessness, the
vulnerability.  After briefly rubbing her wrists, Jill wrapped her arms
around her torso, attempting to regain a little dignity by concealing her
breasts.

    -�Again, I -(TM)m sorry, Miss, -� he reiterated quietly, walking back
around the table.

   He took a few steps toward the officer coming up the slope.  Taking the
blanket from him, he turned to Jill and extended it toward her.  Jill stood
up on the bench, reaching out to accept it.  She was surprised at the turn
of events.  She wrapped the blanket around herself.  She hesitated,
considering her options, but then sat back down between Amber and Dani.

   The blanket felt especially good against her skin  -" mostly because she
was no longer exposed, but also because of how much it had cooled off. 
That was something that she had started to notice once she -(TM)d been
sitting still.

   The sergeant walked over to where Brendan and Matt were sitting quietly
on the ground.  He started questioning them.  Jill tried to listen as she
heard Brendan describe how they -(TM)d been intending to crash a slumber
party, how his GPS had led them to the park where they -(TM)d found the
girls playing basketball, how one of them had been naked when they -(TM)d
gotten there, and then how they -(TM)d picked teams and started playing.

   The sergeant asked both boys several pointed questions about drug use
and drinking.  He listened carefully to their responses, neither commenting
nor interrupting.

   Walking back over to the table where the three girls were seated, he
asked,  -�So, they tell me they drove here.  How did you ladies manage to
get here? -�

    -�We walked . . .  from Amber -(TM)s house, -� Dani volunteered.

   The sergeant followed up with a series of questions to establish the
distance to Amber -(TM)s house as well as Jill -(TM)s state of dress during
the journey.

    -�Okay, Officer Young Bear and I will drive the girls home, -� the
sergeant announced, turning to face the three other officers.

   Upon hearing his name, Jill studied the officer who had arrived with the
sergeant.  He did appear to as if he might be of Native American descent.

    -�But Sergeant, with all due respect, -� objected Officer Franks.  
-�Public Indecency.  Evading the police.  Disobeying an officer. -�

   The sergeant turned back to Jill.  Looking straight at her, he asked, 
-�Young lady . . .  were you nude in public this evening? -�

   Jill didn -(TM)t know how to answer.  She supposed she had been.

    -�Take the fifth, -� Amber whispered, giving her a nudge with her
elbow.

    -�Let me ask it this way, -� continued the sergeant.   -�What are these
guys -(TM) names? -�

   Her voice was unsteady, but Jill managed to list off their names.

    -�And how long have you known them? -�

   Jill did her best to answer.  She didn -(TM)t recall exactly when she
-(TM)d first met them, but Brendan had gone to her same elementary school.

   The sergeant then asked her the same questions about Dani and Amber.

   After considering her replies, he turned back to the officer.  
-�Officer Franks, there -(TM)s no  -~public -(TM) here.  These are her
friends. -�

    -�But -- -� he started to object.

    -�Besides, the park is closed to the public. -�

    -�Exactly! -� replied Officer Franks, acting as if he -(TM)d won the
argument.   -�And she ran! -�

    -�Trying to avoid public indecency, no doubt.  Now, as I was saying, we
-(TM)ll drive the ladies home. -�

    -�But you can -(TM)t just let her go, -� implored Officer Franks.

    -�I most certainly can and I -(TM)m going to, -� said the sergeant.  
-�I know the laws out here in the West differ . . .  from where I trained.
However, one thing I recall clearly from my time in Florida; we didn -(TM)t
arrest women for nudity.  And believe you me, we saw more naked women in
one week during spring break than you guys will see during your entire law
enforcement career here in Holden.  And in Florida, we certainly didn
-(TM)t handcuff naked co-eds, especially not with their hands behind their
backs.  Rather disrespectful, don -(TM)t you think? -�

    -�She ran . . .  after I identified myself as a police officer and
issued a command for everyone to stay where they were.  She ran!  We need
to take her in. -�

   The sergeant regarded him scornfully.

    -�I -(TM)ll tell you what we -(TM)re not doing.  We -(TM)re not f**king
marching Tarzan into the goddamn station naked!  Do you want to go down as
the officer who arrested Tarzan?  I know I don -(TM)t.  Now, let it go! -�

   Jill saw the younger officer -(TM)s jaw drop as he turned his attention
back to her.   -�Tarzan? -� he asked.  He looked dumbfounded.

    -�Isn -(TM)t it obvious? -� asked the sergeant.   -�Don -(TM)t tell me
you were watching but not listening.  Holden High!  Basketball!  Think man!
-�

   Jill saw a look of understanding come across Officer Franks face.

    -�Come on, ladies.  Let -(TM)s go. -�

   Jill didn -(TM)t need to be told twice.  A second later, she and her
friends were following the two police officers toward their car.

    -�Officer Franks, you and Bash take care of the guys, -� the sergeant
called back.

    -�What do you want us to do with them? -� one of them asked.

    -�Throw the book at them for all I care, -� he replied.

    -�For what?  Being in the park after hours? -�

    -�Exactly! -� the sergeant shouted back.

    -�I -(TM)m sorry about my fellow officers, -� he apologized as Jill,
Dani, and Amber piled into the backseat of the patrol car.   -�These young
recruits!  They come out of the academy with a fair amount of knowledge in
terms of the law, but little in the way of good sense.  That takes years to
develop.  It -(TM)s hard to convince them to look at what they do from the
eyes of a taxpayer.  Those paying their salary want them fighting actual
crime, not arresting kids for enjoying their youth . . .  even when it
involves nudity. -�

   Jill finally indulged in a sigh of relief as the sergeant climbed into
the passenger seat.  She was naked in a police car, only not at all as she
had imagined she would be earlier  -" she was no longer wearing the cuffs,
she had a blanket around herself, and they weren -(TM)t headed for the
police station.  It seemed as if she was destined to get off much easier
than she might have dared to hope just minutes earlier.

    -�Where to, Sergeant? -� asked the younger officer behind the wheel.

   The sergeant turned to regard the three girls in the backseat.   -�I
suppose we should take Tarzan home first, -� he said.   -�Word to the wise,
Officer Young Bear, should duty place a nude woman in your charge, keep as
many witnesses around as possible.  That -(TM)s why we -(TM)ll drop her off
first. -�

   Suddenly Jill was imagining the police car pulling up in front of her
house, the sergeant walking her to the door and ringing the doorbell, her
parents coming to the door, only to find the two of them on the doorstep.

    -�Umm . . .  since you -(TM)re not arresting us, can -(TM)t we go to
Amber -(TM)s -� she asked, again doing her utmost to sound sober and
mature.

    -�Yeah . . .  please, -� said Dani.   -�You know . . .  our slumber
party. -�

   The sergeant sat there quietly.  He appeared to be weighing his options.

    -�How old are you? -� he asked, looking directly at Jill.

   She suspected he knew.  She -(TM)d answered that question before he
-(TM)d gotten there.  She -(TM)d been tempted to tell the other officers, 
-~twenty-one, -(TM) but she -(TM)d known better.   -�Nineteen, -� she
replied.

   He then asked Dani and Amber the same question.  Dani was also nineteen;
however, not Amber.  She gave the sergeant her date of birth trying to
stress how she was almost nineteen.

    -�Are your parents home? -� he asked, looking directly at Amber.

   She hesitated.   -�No . . .  they -(TM)re out of town. -�

   After seemingly taking a long moment to decide, the sergeant replied, 
-�Officer Young Bear, let -(TM)s take these women back to their sleepover .
. .  provided -- -�

    -�Provided what? -� Amber asked when he didn -(TM)t immediately finish
his sentence.

    -�Provided that Tarzan agrees to come down to the station and speak
with me. -�

    -�Speak with you? -� asked Jill apprehensively.

   He reached into a shirt pocket and extracted what looked to be a
business card, handing it back to her.  Jill accepted it, extending it
forward under the car -(TM)s dome light.  She didn -(TM)t put any real
effort into reading it, only noticing that the sergeant -(TM)s name started
with the letter T. -�

    -�May I just call you? -� she asked hopefully.  It sounded scary to
have to walk into the police station.  She knew she would if she had to,
but she didn -(TM)t want to.

    -�That would be fine, -� he said with a friendly nod.   -�Sometime in
the next week? -�

   Jill breathed a sigh of relief.   -�Sure, -� she agreed, bending forward
and slipping the card into her sock.  One consequence of nudity that Jill
had never found a way around was the severe lack of pockets.

    -�Let me get your number . . .  just in case, -� he said.

    -�Oh, I -(TM)ll call you, don -(TM)t worry, -� she said hurriedly, but
she gave him her cell number.  It seemed like a small price to pay given
where things had seemed to have been headed before he had intervened.

   Next, Amber gave them her address, and they were on their way.



   Chapter 197: Still No Clothes

    -�Now, on the topic of underage drinking, -� the sergeant began.   -�
--I -(TM)m hardly naïve.  I want you girls to do something for me.  First,
you need to stay away from alcohol until you are twenty-one. -� He
proceeded to lecture them on the many perils of drinking.  He mentioned the
risks drunken young girls might face at parties as well as the grave danger
associated with drinking and driving.  Jill didn -(TM)t know how he knew,
but he certainly seemed to.  She and her friends were all getting what they
most wanted, a ride back to Amber -(TM)s, so they listened attentively,
nodding when appropriate.

    -�We should get the blanket back, -� said the sergeant as the girls
were climbing out.   -�Can one of you drop it by the station tomorrow? -�

    -�I will, -� Dani volunteered.

    -�That -(TM)s all right, -� said Jill, removing it and handing it to
him.

   He accepted it, saying,  -�Thanks . . .  only now you are in violation
of several local ordinances. -�

    -�Oh, oops! -� said Jill, covering down below with a hand and wrapping
an arm across her chest.

    -�Best get inside, Tarzan, -� he suggested with a wink.

   Jill had thought they might go around back; however, he -(TM)d just said
 -~inside, -(TM) so the girls made their way quickly to the front door.  A
motion sensor turned on the porch light as they approached.  Remembering
that her buns were bare, Jill glanced nervously back at the officers in the
patrol car.  They were just sitting there watching.  Her first thought was
that they were stealing a last look at her naked body, but then it occurred
to her that they were probably just doing their jobs, making sure that they
got safely inside.

   As she was about to follow Amber and Dani inside, she turned and waved.

    -�Jill, what are you doing? -� Amber admonished her.   -�Get your naked
ass in here! -�

    -�Just waving goodbye, -� she said sheepishly as she stepped inside.

    -�And flashing a few cops your pussy, -� Amber added.

    -�I was not! -� objected Jill.   -�Not intentionally. -�

    -�That -(TM)s sure what it looked like. -�

   Jill didn -(TM)t reply.  She was naked.  How was she supposed to wave
such that Amber wouldn -(TM)t think that she was flashing?

   A moment later, they were all in Amber -(TM)s kitchen downing large
glasses of water.

    -�How did he know we -(TM)d been drinking? -� Dani asked.

    -�Maybe he could smell it on our breath? -� considered Amber.

    -�He probably just knew, -� said Jill thoughtfully.   -�If he really
worked in Florida, I -(TM)m sure he -(TM)s had plenty of experience with
drunken college students. -�

    -�But we weren -(TM)t drunk? -� said Dani.

    -�But not exactly sober either, -� reasoned Jill.  She -(TM)d only had
two glasses  -" less than Amber and Dani.  She thought back to how she had
kissed Dani.  Had she slipped her some tongue?  She couldn -(TM)t remember.
Kissing Dani had been strange behavior indeed, especially for her.  She
realized that she never would have done that, at least not sober.  Was it
any wonder that an experienced cop might have concluded that they were
drunk based solely on their behavior?

   Just then, Dani got a text.  Looking at her phone, she announced, 
-�Wow! Almost three a.m.! -�

    -�Who -(TM)s the text from? -� Jill asked.

    -�Brendan.  He says he has my basketball. -�

    -�And you -(TM)re wondering why a cop might think that we -(TM)d been
drinking? -� Jill asked with a chuckle.

   Amber laughed.   -�That -(TM)s twice in one evening. -�

   Jill had been expecting that they -(TM)d go right to bed, given how late
it was; however, the three of them had far too much nervous energy pumping
through their veins.  For Jill, the late night outing had been quite the
roller coaster ride.  She -(TM)d had a lot of fun, but the scary moments
made her shake when she thought back to them: the car crashing into the
trash cans, the unanticipated arrival of Brendan and Matt, especially being
tackled and handcuffed.

   The whole time she -(TM)d had the cuffs on, she -(TM)d been expecting to
get marched naked into the police station and end up with a record.  Having
a police record had seemed like a foregone conclusion.  How fortunate she
-(TM)d been that a mature officer, one with a high rank, had shown up just
when he had.  She reached down and verified that his card was still in her
sock.

   She didn -(TM)t really want to call him, but she knew that she would. 
She -(TM)d given her word.  She imagined herself gluing his card into her
diary.  Only a few of her most treasured possessions ended up there.  She
knew she probably wouldn -(TM)t write about what had happened.  She wouldn
-(TM)t want anyone to read it  -" not ever.  And she didn -(TM)t need to
record it; she -(TM)d never forget all that had happened.  Just the sight
of the sergeant -(TM)s card would bring all her memories and the associated
emotions flooding back.

   Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

    -�It -(TM)s f**king three a.m.! -� Amber spouted.   -�Who in the hell
could that be? -�

   A shiver passed through Jill.  She felt like hiding.  Was it the police?
Had they changed their mind?  Were they back to arrest her?

   Dani got up and raced for the door, opening it without hesitation.  
-�It -(TM)s just Brendan, -� she said.   -�I invited him over. -�

   Dani threw her arms around him as he entered.  Jill looked over at
Amber, and their eyes met.   -�Now you know what my summer was like . . .
why I was so glad you were back. -�

    -�They don -(TM)t have to stay long, -� Dani scoffed, making it clear
that she -(TM)d overheard Amber -(TM)s comment.

    -�But they will, -� Amber whispered to Jill as she walked by to close
the door.

   Matt was, of course, there as well.  After both guys had entered, Jill
saw Amber step out and glance around as if she were making sure that they
hadn -(TM)t been followed.  Once she was satisfied, she closed the door.

    -�You guys didn -(TM)t get arrested? -� Jill asked.

    -�No, -� said Matt, holding up a piece of paper.   -�But we got a
warning. -�

    -�It says we were very naughty . . .  all kinds of stuff like that, -�
added Brendan.   -�They looked us up on their cop computer in their cop
car. Had we been wanted for murder, or something, I -(TM)m sure we wouldn
-(TM)t have gotten off nearly so easily. -�

   Matt walked over to Jill.   -�I was so worried for you.  At first, I
thought that you -(TM)d gotten away.  I couldn -(TM)t believe it . . . 
when I saw the handcuffs, I mean.  So rude! -�

    -�Seemed rude to me! -� agreed Jill.   -�Scary too!  I never would have
imagined that handcuffs might be like that . . .  I mean, to anywhere near
that degree . . .  felt so defenseless. -� At that point, Jill realized
that she was subconsciously rubbing her wrists.  They still hurt, but not
that much.  The damage to her psyche had been much greater than anything
done to her skin.   -�I was terrified.  It was so clear that I was not in
charge . . .  not even of my own body.  I was thinking of how easy it would
be to trip and fall . . .  flat on my face. -� She -(TM)d also been
considering how easily a girl in handcuffs might be sexually assaulted, but
she wasn -(TM)t about to bring that up.

   The look on Matt -(TM)s face made Jill feel as if he really cared.   -�I
-(TM)m sorry you had that experience.  We were having so much fun.  We were
ahead . . .  we would have won, and then that had to happen.  I was so
worried for you . . .  so mad at the cops. -�

    -�Yes, we would have won, -� she agreed,  -�And I didn -(TM)t like
being tackled.  Maybe that was the worst part. -�

    -�So awful, -� he said wincing, but then Jill saw his eyes drift down.

   Matt -(TM)s glance drew Jill -(TM)s attention to what he was looking at.
She was still nude!  The lights were much brighter than things had been in
the park.  She blushed, and then with a hand in front of her crotch, she
excused herself to go and get dressed.  She -(TM)d taken her clothes off in
Amber -(TM)s downstairs bathroom.  Upon closing the door she realized just
how badly she needed to pee.  Once she -(TM)d taken care of that, she
studied herself in the mirror.  She looked terrible  -" as if she -(TM)d
been sweaty and then had rolled around on the ground  -" about exactly what
had happened.

   She took the hand towel from the rack.  As there wasn -(TM)t a shower or
a tub, she wet it in the sink and went about washing herself, head to toe.
She ended up making a bit of a mess in the process, getting the floor all
wet, but she got her skin relatively clean.  Unfortunately, there wasn
-(TM)t another towel to dry off with.  She wrung out the small towel and
did her best to get much of the water off  -" so that she -(TM)d air dry
more quickly.  What made her particularly mad was that her clothes weren
-(TM)t where she -(TM)d left them.  What had Amber done with them?

   Back in the living room, Jill went up behind Amber.   -�Where are my
clothes? -� she asked quietly through clenched teeth.   -�You did something
with them, didn -(TM)t you? -�

   Amber turned around, immediately noticing Jill -(TM)s wet skin.  She
smiled.   -�Hey, everyone -- -� she started to say.

   Jill clamped a hand over her mouth.   -�Don -(TM)t you dare -- -� she
whispered, but it was too late.  Everyone was staring at the two of them,
and Jill looked almost as if she -(TM)d just stepped out of the shower.

    -�I was dirty.  I had to do something about it, -� she explained as she
let go of Amber.

    -�Come with me, Tarzan, -� said Amber.  She took Jill -(TM)s hand and
led her into the kitchen.  Once there, Amber started looking in the
cupboards.

    -�You hid my clothes in here? -�

    -�Let -(TM)s make some popcorn, -� she replied, taking a package over
to the microwave.

    -�Amber, my clothes! -� Jill insisted.

    -�Get one of the big bowls . . .  maybe the white one.  It should be
under there, -� Amber replied pointing.

    -�Amber, I -(TM)m on to you, -� said Jill as she opened the cabinet.  
-�I need my clothes. -� She located the bowl and pulled it out.

   Amber kept herself busy, effectively ignoring Jill.  Together they made
two large bowls of popcorn and two pitchers of juice from frozen
concentrate.

   A short time later, the five of them were seated around the table in
Amber -(TM)s backyard.  It was the same table they -(TM)d had wine around
prior to going to the park.  Jill was no longer feeling the effects of the
wine, which didn -(TM)t help matters.  However, once her skin had dried,
she -(TM)d no longer felt as uncomfortable being nude as earlier.  It still
felt strange to be naked given the setting and the guys present, but she
-(TM)d decided that if no one else was too concerned about it, she didn
-(TM)t need to be either.  It was fun and she was feeling sexy even if it
seemed out of place.

   She was seated next to Matt.  At one point, he asked her,  -�Should I be
considering this our second date . . .  or is this still the first? -�

    -�Hmm -- -� she replied thoughtfully.  She didn -(TM)t want to lead him
on; however, she had been the one to bring the term  -~date -(TM) into the
conversation.   -�What would you like it to be? -� she asked.

    -�It -(TM)s all good.  I guess, it doesn -(TM)t really matter, -� he
replied.

   His reply surprised her.   -�It doesn -(TM)t? -�

    -�I had my chance . . .  muffed it. -�

    -�I guess that -(TM)s true, -� she said with a smile.

   There seemed to be more to him, personality-wise, than she might have
thought.  However, they hardly knew one another.  If Matt had ever had a
chance, it had been back in high school, likely freshman or sophomore year,
not in the days before she was leaving for college.

   She gave a little thought to taking him upstairs and finding a bed.  If
she wanted to, she -(TM)d probably be able to lose her virginity in short
order.  She imagined he -(TM)d be game.  She stole a glance at his crotch,
wondering what he might have hiding in there.  He looked to have a rather
large bulge, but that might just be due to an erection, she realized.  She
expected that he probably had one given that he was sitting next to a naked
girl.

   Jill decided against the  -~sex -(TM) option.  She -(TM)d probably been
ready to lose her virginity a few days earlier, but that would have been to
Tyler.  With him, it would have been an act of love.  That was completely
different than screwing a guy to simply get it over with  -" besides, then
she -(TM)d been prepared with condoms.  She -(TM)d never consider it
without protection.  She smiled to herself considering what Matt might
think if he knew what she was considering.



   Chapter 198: Jill -(TM)s Parents

   Occasionally someone would slip up and call her  -~Jill, -(TM) but, for
the most part, her four friends were all calling her  -~Tarzan. -(TM) She
found that she rather liked being Tarzan.  She -(TM)d always viewed him in
a favorable light.

   Jill arrived home just before 9:00 a.m.  She, Dani, Brendan, and Matt
had been troopers, none of them sleeping a wink!  They -(TM)d stayed up all
night and she -(TM)d been nude the entire time.  Amber had been the
exception.  She -(TM)d disappeared around five or six in the morning;
however, Jill was more than willing to forgive her given that she probably
had to work that evening.  Another reason that Jill was willing to forgive
Amber was that her clothes had miraculously reappeared in the wee hours
exactly where she -(TM)d put them when she -(TM)d taken them off the night
before.  Even though she could have dressed then, she left them there, only
dressing as she -(TM)d been preparing to leave.

   At one point during the night, they -(TM)d been feeling droopy, but
playing ping pong had taken care of that.  Mostly she had been able to stay
awake all night because of the adrenalin in her system due to their brush
with the law as well as the constant  -~high -(TM) that came from being
naked; however, activities such as ping pong had also been a factor.

   Ping pong had been particularly fun.  The two guys had not been able to
take their eyes off of her.  At times, she could feel her completely
unsupported little titties bobbing around on her chest.  She -(TM)d glanced
over during such moments only to notice that they appeared to have the guys
-(TM) undivided attention  -" smiles plastered on their faces.  That was
still surprising to her  -" that guys enjoyed looking at small breasts.  It
seemed to be especially true when she was doing something active, like
running, playing basketball  -" even ping pong.

   When she considered it, it seemed to Jill as if hanging out with a naked
girl had to be what was keeping Matt and Brendan awake.  She decided not to
spend too much time thinking about that.  On the one hand, it was quite
invigorating to imagine that her skinny body could have that effect on a
guy (especially Brendan, given how large his girlfriend -(TM)s boobs were);
and yet, she knew that it could.  Over the course of the summer, she -(TM)d
come to realize just how sexy she was, especially with her clothes off;
however, also with her clothes on.  Ryan comparing her to a supermodel had
been a turning point.  Prior to that, she -(TM)d viewed her skinny self as
a beanpole; however, afterwards, she -(TM)d started to consider that she
might, in fact, be an attractive woman.

   And, though she -(TM)d never admit it out loud, she -(TM)d decided that
nothing looked cuter than shaved pussy, especially hers.  Given its
placement at the juncture of her legs, her narrow hips, toned abs, and her
even tan, her tiny little girl slit looked as adorable as could be.

   That summer, she -(TM)d seen her first real live dick  -" Ryan -(TM)s.
There was certainly something to be said for the male anatomy; however,
there was something rather obnoxious about how a penis looked as well,
especially erect  -" threatening even.  Female genitalia, on the other
hand, was completely different; it was essentially the exact opposite.  The
vagina had a peaceful appearance about it.  Where a man had protrusions
(penile and scrotal), she had none.  Where a typical man, as far as she
knew, had hair, she had none.  Where a man got all stiff and hard, she got
the opposite  -" slippery and inviting, her pussy actually blooming with
excitement.  The differences in the sexes were wonderful; she -(TM)d simply
come to the conclusion that her tiny little bald pussy was cute, nothing
more and nothing less.

   That night, hanging out with the others at Amber -(TM)s house, she
-(TM)d made no attempt to hide it from view, even allowing her thighs to
drift apart when it wouldn -(TM)t appear too intentional.  She -(TM)d also
gone to some effort to keep her eyes diverted such that the guys might be
able to study her anatomy to their hearts -(TM) content.  To her surprise,
Dani seemed to know exactly what she was doing but hadn -(TM)t acted as if
she minded.  She didn -(TM)t even accuse her of being a  -~tease -(TM) or a
 -~minx -(TM) as she had done earlier in the park.  Possibly she wasn
-(TM)t the jealous type; however, Jill -(TM)s best guess was that Dani
simply felt secure enough in her relationship with Brendan that it didn
-(TM)t really bother her.

   Possibly she didn -(TM)t see Jill as competition.  Maybe she knew that
Brendan loved big boobs such that Jill, even a naked Jill, simply wasn
-(TM)t a threat.  Alternately, maybe Dani was enjoying Jill -(TM)s nudity
vicariously.  Maybe she was glad that Jill was getting to have the
experience, or possibly it was something that Dani herself might enjoy
trying  -" if she had the guts.

   The actual reason didn -(TM)t seem to matter.  What mattered was that
all four individuals were having a great time  -" and there didn -(TM)t
seem to be any downside  -" other than that they would all be dog tired the
next day.

   Once home, Jill went straight to bed.  She didn -(TM)t wake up until
late afternoon.  When she went downstairs, she saw a knowing smile on her
mother -(TM)s face.

    -�I just love slumber parties, -� said her mother.   -�You didn -(TM)t
sleep a wink, did you? -�

    -�Nope, -� Jill admitted.  She made herself a pot of coffee and a pan
of macaroni and cheese.

   As Jill ate, she found herself thinking about her nearly disastrous
scrape with the law.  Her parents didn -(TM)t know it, but they -(TM)d come
very close to receiving a middle-of-the-night phone call  -" or a knock on
the door.  She gave a little thought to telling them what had happened.

   Four police officers had been there.  They -(TM)d raised her tally to
one hundred and five!  Maria had been number ninety-five.  Doing the math,
she realized that ten people had been added in Holden.  She shook her head.
That was not at all what she -(TM)d been intending.

   The four policemen had all seemed to know about  -~Tarzan. -(TM) That
meant that the rumors, as well as the videos, were clearly making the
rounds.  They also knew her real name.  The chance of one of them starting
a new rumor, one about what Tarzan had been doing in the park the night
before, seemed like a possibility.  That might be a violation of a police
officer -(TM)s code of conduct, but there had been four of them present; it
seemed as if it might happen.

   Maybe it would be best if her parents heard the truth  -" that she
-(TM)d been naked in the park  -" from her, rather than finding out via
alternate means.  She thought about telling them herself, but she knew she
wouldn -(TM)t.  She couldn -(TM)t imagine bringing the topic up.  What
would she say?   -~Hey Mom, Dad . . .  I like to do things naked . . .  go
places I shouldn -(TM)t . . .  let people see me . . .  see my ass, tits,
and pussy. -(TM) There was no way to have that conversation.  It had proved
to be healthy for her soul to come out to her friends at the lake as well
as a few of her friends in Holden; however, telling her parents fell far
outside of what she could see herself doing.

   The best she could hope for was that the four officers, as well as Matt,
Brendan, Dani, and Amber would all take her secret to the grave, never
mentioning anything about what had happened in the park.  Of course, they
-(TM)d be talking about the news videos.  That was now common knowledge,
but what had gone down in the park was different.  Hopefully, word of that
could be contained.  It seemed like too much to hope for, but maybe there
was a chance that this new rumor wouldn -(TM)t start making the rounds
until after she -(TM)d left town.  Again, she found herself thinking that
college couldn -(TM)t come soon enough.

   To her surprise, her parents brought up the topic after dinner that very
evening.   -�You -(TM)re the talk of the town, little lady, -� said her
mom.

   Jill swallowed hard.   -�I am? -�

    -�I -(TM)m sure you know you are.  Everyone -(TM)s talking about
Tarzan, -� she continued.

   Jill cringed.   -�What are they saying? -� She wanted to know, and yet
she didn -(TM)t.  At least it seemed much too quick for any news of what
had happened the night before to have spread.  But even that seemed a
possibility.  Brendan especially might talk.  He might brag about playing
basketball with a naked  -~Tarzan. -(TM) It was hard not to be paranoid,
given all that had happened to her that summer.

   As they continued to talk, Jill learned that her parents had not heard
about the basketball game nor her naked brush with the law, at least not
yet.  They talked only about how their friends and neighbors were
discovering the news broadcasts and discussing them.  That was certainly
bad enough.

    -�You may as well know -- -� said Jill holding up her arms and
displaying her slightly bruised wrists.  Before continuing, she saw David
glance over, a curious look on his face.   -�I came this close to getting
arrested last night. -� She held a thumb and forefinger about an inch apart
to illustrate.   -�Maybe this close, -� she said, moving them such that
they were almost touching.

   Jill paused, studying the looks of surprise and shock on her parents
-(TM) faces.   -�Yep . . .  these bruises . . .  exactly what you -(TM)re
thinking.  They had me in handcuffs.  And just to be clear . . .  those
handcuffs . . .  all I had on.  Well, shoes . . .  not that shoes count. -�

   Jill had not been intending to take the conversation in that direction.
It had just happened.  She -(TM)d come out to others; now she was
apparently going to do the same with her family.  She seemed to have a
deep-seated need for people to know.  She -(TM)d apparently come to enjoy
baring not only her body but also her soul.  It was as if she were again
hoping to find some measure of acceptance.

    -�Well, if the police aren -(TM)t going to lock you up, maybe your
father and I should . . .  at least put you in time out . . .  maybe even
ground you, -� said her mom.

   Jill -(TM)s jaw dropped.  Was she serious?   -�Mom, I -(TM)m nineteen. I
-(TM)m an adult. -�

    -�You -(TM)re not behaving like one, dear. -� Their eyes met.  For a
few seconds, they stared at one another, neither of them blinking.  Jill
didn -(TM)t know what to say.  This didn -(TM)t seem at all like the
acceptance she -(TM)d been hoping for.

    -�Jill, as I -(TM)m sure you know, we saw the second news broadcast
when we were at the hospital, -� said her father.   -�That was the Tarzan
broadcast.  The segment that made it clear that you were naked . . .  and
enjoying yourself as such well before the rockslide. -�

   He paused, but her mother continued,  -�We grilled David.  But you twins
. . .  always looking out for each other.  He wouldn -(TM)t tell us what we
wanted to know.  He -(TM)s always protecting you. -�

   Jill shot a glance over at David.  She glared at him.   -�Protecting
himself! -� she seethed.

   She stood up and stormed out the front door.  She had no idea where she
was going, but she needed some fresh air.  She -(TM)d suddenly felt very
unwelcome, even in her own home.

    -�Well, that went well, -� she said aloud just as she passed the
section of walk where she -(TM)d ridden her basketball to a series of
orgasms.  Her comment, as well as her memory of what she -(TM)d done to her
poor basketball, caused her to laugh at herself.  As there was no one to
laugh along with her, she turned and headed up the sidewalk in the general
direction of the grocery store.



   Chapter 199: Ryan

   Subconsciously, she knew she was running from her problems, as she
-(TM)d typically done, but this happened to be one of the times when it
made sense.  At the very least, she needed some time to digest her
indiscretion as well as her parents -(TM) reaction.  Timeout!  What a joke
-" she wasn -(TM)t a kid!  Why had she even told them?  And, she wouldn
-(TM)t be able to put the genie back in the bottle.  She really did need to
leave for college!  Her parents just didn -(TM)t understand her and they
certainly didn -(TM)t realize how much progress she -(TM)d made that summer
on so many fronts.  They seemed to still view her as a child!  It was
maddening!  She knew how her behavior must look from their point of view,
but hadn -(TM)t they noticed how much happier she was?

   Jill ended up getting a banana hot fudge milkshake and carrying it to
the park where she -(TM)d spent a great deal of time watching Tyler on his
skateboard.  As if to prove to herself that she wasn -(TM)t hoping to see
him, she went straight to the table that she -(TM)d been at a few days
earlier  -" right where Amber had found her.  She could see the skatepark
from there, but she really did try to ignore it  -" for all of two minutes.
Eventually, she gave in and looked for Tyler.  He wasn -(TM)t anywhere to
be seen.  That was for the best.  This way, she wouldn -(TM)t need to think
about how she wasn -(TM)t going to go over and talk with him.  She could
instead spend her time thinking about more important things  -" like what
an impulsive dipshit she was.

   It was a good milkshake, but not quite as good as Elmer Franks -(TM). 
She smiled, thinking back to the day she -(TM)d driven off, abandoning both
David and Ryan as well as her hamburger and a banana hot fudge milkshake in
Agency.  So much had happened to that point; indeed, she -(TM)d already
been going nude.  And yet, so much had happened since then as well.

   When she finished her shake, she was still not ready to go home. 
Instead, she sent Ryan a text asking him what he was up to.  A short time
later, she was on her way to his house, traveling on foot.  She -(TM)d
stopped by the store for some lemons.  She wanted to see him to say goodbye
before leaving for college.  Her plan was simple: she -(TM)d make a pitcher
of lemonade, hang out with him a bit, find out how his leg was doing, make
him feel bad that he missed out on naked basketball, and then be on her
way.

    -�You know you can take off your clothes, Tarzan, -� he said once they
were both in his backyard.  My parents won -(TM)t be home for hours. -�

    -�You -(TM)ll never grow up, will you? -�

    -�Overrated! -� he replied.  Jill recalled that he -(TM)d said that
before.   -�I was just thinking that you -(TM)d be more comfortable naked.
-�

    -�You -(TM)re so generous.  Always thinking of others, -� she replied,
just a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

   He shrugged.   -�Up to you. -�

   To her surprise, Jill found herself actually considering getting naked.
However, she quickly decided that it would be weird.  With a group, it
often seemed okay.  One on one with a guy, with Ryan?  That seemed quite
different.  Under such conditions, it would no longer be straight nudism or
exhibitionism.  And Ryan was likely to take it wrong.

    -�I -(TM)ve given up nudity, -� she announced.

   He laughed.   -�Oh, you have, have you? -�

    -�I have, -� she asserted.   -�I -(TM)ve moved on.  No more nudity for
me.  Time to be a grownup. -� Saying that brought her mother -(TM)s words
back to her.   -�Yes, from now on, I -(TM)ll be acting my age.  I -(TM)m
off to college.  Fortunately, there won -(TM)t be anyone like you there, so
I won -(TM)t be dealing with someone determined to get me naked. -�

    -�But you -(TM)ll be there. -�

    -�So -- -�

    -�Things have changed.  You HAVE moved on.  You no longer need anyone
else.  You -(TM)re up to the task . . .  all by your lonesome. -�

   Jill found herself wondering how he -(TM)d come by so much insight.  She
wanted to deny it, but she remembered her decision not to allow her
penchant for nudity to make a liar out of her.

    -�Well, I better be going, -� she said, standing up.

    -�Just don -(TM)t leave mad. -�

    -�Oh, I -(TM)m not mad. -�

    -�You sound mad. -�

    -�It -(TM)s just that . . .  summer -(TM)s over.  Now, I -(TM)m going
to need to focus. -�

    -�Okay, -� he said, acting as if he believed her.   -�By the way, I
like your shirt.  Is it new? -�

   Jill looked down.  It was indeed one of her new shirts.   -�Yes.  Is it
too revealing? -� she asked.  Her nipples were plainly visible and it was
more than obvious that she was not wearing a bra.

    -�You -(TM)re asking me? -�

    -�I guess not, -� she replied.

   Just as she was about to leave, she brought up the game.   -�Oh, I
almost forgot, -� she said.   -�You missed a fun basketball game. -�

    -�You didn -(TM)t! -�

    -�I did! -�

    -�Butt naked? -�

   Jill smiled teasingly.   -�Yep, and I even got my bare butt spanked. 
But I probably deserved it, right?  I guess I was being very naughty.  Who
plays basketball naked in a public park?  I mean, really? -�

    -�You didn -(TM)t! -�

    -�You -(TM)re going to have to believe me.  Butt naked.  Pussy naked.
Titty naked.  Naked naked.  You really missed out. -�

    -�I don -(TM)t believe you! -�

    -�Would you believe Brendan? -�

    -�Brendan was there? -�

    -�Maybe you -(TM)ll have to ask him, but after you talk with him, don
-(TM)t mention it to anyone else.  I don -(TM)t mind if he tells you all
that you missed out on, but I don -(TM)t want the world to find out. 
Everyone is already finding out more than I can stomach. -�

    -�I can -(TM)t believe it!  With Brendan? -�

    -�And not just Brendan.  So sad you missed out! -�

   Seeing the look on his face made Jill smile.  She -(TM)d accomplished
her mission.  It was fun to tease Ryan, to get a small measure of revenge.
Of course, he had seen more of her than anyone.  But it was funny that he
-(TM)d missed out on the big event, the basketball game that seemed as if
it represented the culmination of his  -~one of the guys -(TM) initiative.

   A few minutes later, she was on her way home.  She was walking slowly,
almost dragging her feet.  There was simply nowhere else that she could
think of to go.  Suddenly a man with a black dog caught her eye on the
sidewalk across the street.  She studied the dog.  It did seem to have long
hair.  Was this Ninety-Six?  As she sped up, the man crossed the street in
front of her.  He was acting as if he were intending to intercept her. 
Jill felt the need to turn and run, and yet, she knew that running would
draw his attention.

    -�Miss, -� he said, addressing her.   -�Do you happen to have the time?
-�

   Was this Ninety-Six?  Was he really talking to her?   -�Umm -- -� she
said, clicking on her phone.   -�It -(TM)s eight-thirty. -� She tried to
slip past him as the dog started sniffing at her shoe.

    -�You -(TM)re Jill . . .  Jill Wahlund, right? -�

   Her heart skipped a beat.  She looked away.  She wasn -(TM)t positive it
was Ninety-Six, but she was sure of one thing; she didn -(TM)t want to get
to know him  -" it didn -(TM)t really matter who he was.

    -�Umm . . .  I -- -� she stammered, stepping off the sidewalk onto
someone -(TM)s grass to zoom past him.  She started jogging away.  He was
either Ninety-Six or someone who had watched the videos.  Either way, she
didn -(TM)t want to talk to him.  There were other possibilities, but why
find out?  She really needed to get out of Holden!

   She -(TM)d wanted to delay getting home; however, she ended up hurrying
there instead.  She slipped quietly inside, making her way quickly to her
room.  After sitting for a while to calm down, she picked up one of her few
remaining books and read for an hour.  She then got up to get ready for
bed.

   After washing her face and brushing her teeth, she returned to her room
and stripped off her clothes.  She -(TM)d returned to sleeping in her bed;
however, she hadn -(TM)t yet given up on sleeping in the nude.  That was
coming.  In college, she -(TM)d have a roommate.  She -(TM)d probably be
wearing panties and a large T-shirt to bed.

   She found herself thinking about the dorm assignment email she -(TM)d
just received from the housing department.  She -(TM)d be in room number
221 of a dorm named Cerro Vista.  She -(TM)d found it on a college map.  It
looked to be centrally located.  That seemed to be something to be happy
about.  She also liked that the number indicated that she was on the second
floor.  She remembered from her tour that many people found first floor
rooms to be less desirable.  Girls in those rooms didn -(TM)t tend to sleep
with their windows open due to security concerns.  They also generally kept
their curtains closed for reasons relating to privacy.

   The most puzzling thing about her housing assignment was the name of her
roommate.  It was Sanaa.  She -(TM)d never heard of that name.  She also
had a foreign looking last name; however, she was from Ozone Park, New
York. Jill had never heard of Ozone Park.  It didn -(TM)t really sound like
a real place, but she had googled it.  She -(TM)d learned that it was in
Queens.  She -(TM)d certainly heard of Queens.

   Even though  -~Sanaa -(TM) wasn -(TM)t from outside of the country, her
name and the fact that she was from New York made her sound very exotic. 
She couldn -(TM)t wait to meet her!  Jill tried to imagine what she might
look like, but she really had no idea.  She -(TM)d done a google images
search on  -~Sanaa -(TM)  -" to try and get an idea of what someone with
that name might look like.  Google had come up with only pictures of
buildings.  If it was indeed a girl -(TM)s name, as if had to be, it was a
rare one.

   Jill imagined that somewhere in New York there was a girl who had gotten
a similar email.  Had she googled,  -~Jill Wahlund -(TM)?  Had she googled
-~Holden -(TM) to try and get an idea of what she might be like?

   Jill had tried those very searches herself to get an idea of what Sanaa
might find.  The results were hardly surprising.  Fortunately  -~Jill -(TM)
was rather common.  She was glad that, even though she -(TM)d gotten
pictures of women, none of them had been of her.  She was especially
pleased that no links to the Channel Five website came up via her searches.
It would be a disaster if her future roommate was able to find those with
nothing more than the info listed on the housing department email.

   From there, Jill -(TM)s mind wandered to being handcuffed in the park.
She -(TM)d had such good intentions about leaving nudity behind at Cache
Lake.  She hadn -(TM)t followed through.  She -(TM)d nearly made a mess of
things.  She was now going to get one more chance, but just the one.

   As things stood, she could no longer show her face in the communities
surrounding Cache Lake.  Holden itself was headed in that same direction.
And what was more, she suddenly didn -(TM)t feel very welcome in her own
home.  It was as if she were burning bridges behind her wherever she went.

   Down in California, she -(TM)d have to be on her best behavior.  There
would be no more second chances.  Maybe Ryan and David had ruined her, but
she could fix this!  She -(TM)d become more confident in her abilities;
somehow she -(TM)d rise to the occasion.  She -(TM)d be a good girl and
keep her clothes on.



   Chapter 200: Last Day in Holden

   The next morning, Jill rolled out of bed trying to decide what to do. 
It was to be her last full day in Holden.  That was exciting!  She was
looking forward to starting college; however, unfortunately, she felt as if
she -(TM)d be leaving home with her tail between her legs.

   She -(TM)d already shipped the majority of her stuff to California, so
she had very little in the way of packing to do.  She also had no one she
really needed to visit.  She wanted to see her grandparents again; however,
they were still at Cache Lake.  They typically stayed well into September.

   Avoiding her mother as best she could, she went downstairs and got
herself some breakfast.  A short time later, she was seated on the patio
looking at one of the last two books that she needed to read, The
Autobiography of Benjamin Franklin.  She expected that it would be rather
light reading based on a cursory glance and the fact that it was only 130
pages long.  She started reading and managed to finish before lunch.

   She had just one book left!  It was hard to believe.  She felt very
proud of her accomplishment.  She realized that she might even be able to
complete the last book on the plane if she hadn -(TM)t started it before
then.  She pulled out her diary.

   Following through on something that she -(TM)d thought about doing
earlier, she taped in the sergeant -(TM)s card.  She definitely couldn
-(TM)t lose it.  She still had five days to call.  She thought about
getting that out of the way right then but decided instead to put it off
until she was in California.  She wasn -(TM)t usually one to procrastinate;
however, she saw no advantage in calling him sooner than she had committed
to.  At the very least, she -(TM)d have to leave the house to make the
call. She didn -(TM)t know what the sergeant wanted to talk about, but
whatever it was, she couldn -(TM)t take the chance of anyone overhearing
the conversation, certainly not her mother.

   While she had the tape handy, she also taped in Austin -(TM)s two notes,
the one with the robot sketch on it as well as the one with Jane -(TM)s
phone number.  Before she was done, she rearranged the items into
chronological order.  Studying the page, she came to the conclusion that
the three mementos just about summed up her summer.

   Austin -(TM)s robot sketch dated from the approximate end of the first
phase; she -(TM)d just started hiking nude, willingly nude.  And she -(TM)d
just met Britt and Jenna.  She smiled remembering the circumstances of how
she -(TM)d decided to leave David and Ryan to venture off with the Copeland
twins.  For the most part, she -(TM)d done that to protect David and Ryan
from Britt -(TM)s stated intention of turning them in to the authorities.

   Jane -(TM)s phone number related to a later phase, the rescue phase. 
She -(TM)d met Jane on her desperate nude run down to Stanton.  Jane -(TM)s
phone number brought to mind not only the horrendous day of the rockslide
but also her Tarzan alter ego.  Tarzan and Jane!  Maybe she would have to
give her a call  -" someday.

   And what was more, Jane -(TM)s phone number also elicited memories of
the repercussions resulting from her decision to prioritize the rescue over
her personal needs  -" getting dressed.  There might not have been many
consequences had the news broadcasts not occurred and then been made
available on the web.  Indeed, the news segments had not been especially
long; however, they seemed to be quite significant in that they were still
out there and still playing a role in how things were continuing to unfold.

   One hundred and five people had seen her naked in person.  Many of those
people had probably never learned her name.  The news broadcasts, on the
other hand, were completely different.  Thousands of people had surely seen
them as they -(TM)d been broadcast; all of those people had been informed
as to her name as well as where she lived.  Also, everyone in Holden,
again, thousands of people, were now watching them.  And all of those
people, thanks to Jane and her companions, had learned that she -(TM)d been
willingly naked that day  -" enjoying herself while allowing herself to be
videotaped nude on the top of a mountain.

   And lastly, the sergeant -(TM)s card represented the most recent phase,
the Holden phase.  In a nutshell, there was her summer.  If it was missing
anything, it might be some reminder of Tyler.  He -(TM)d been in her
thoughts in one form or another throughout; however, he hadn -(TM)t played
a role in the trap that Ryan and David had set for her, the one that she
-(TM)d jumped into, somewhat reluctantly, but ultimately with both feet.

   That afternoon, Jill again went for a walk.  Even though she hadn -(TM)t
thought of doing so at the outset, she again got herself a banana hot fudge
milkshake.  She -(TM)d never needed to be careful about what she ate,
probably due to all her athletic activities combined with her genetic
predisposition.  Over the years, she -(TM)d had numerous people comment on
how lucky she was to have high metabolism.  She -(TM)d never seen it quite
that way.  While it did mean that she -(TM)d never been fat, it also meant
that she didn -(TM)t have feminine curves where they would have been
appreciated.

   Shake in hand, she again found her feet carrying her towards the park 
-" she just couldn -(TM)t help herself.  She again told herself that she
wasn -(TM)t going there in hopes of seeing Tyler; however, would it really
matter if she was?  Weren -(TM)t they  -~friends? -(TM)

   Trying not to give it much thought, she went directly to the skatepark.
She thought about drinking her shake while sitting on the familiar pole
fence.  However, Tyler wasn -(TM)t there, so she decided that she didn
-(TM)t really feel like staying there.

   As she turned and started away, she heard a voice behind her.   -�Jill?
Jill Wahlund? -�

   She didn -(TM)t feel like turning back around, recalling how the man who
she presumed to be Ninety-Six had approached her the day before.  She
-(TM)d already glanced at everyone there; none of them were people that she
knew.  She expected that it was just someone who had seen the Channel Five
broadcasts.  She didn -(TM)t need to have an awkward conversation with
someone who -(TM)d watched videos of her stealing a kid -(TM)s bike while
nude and entering the thrift store bottomless.

    -�You don -(TM)t remember me? -� the female voice asked as Jill
hesitated.

   Jill had no choice.  She turned back around.  Forcing a smile, she
studied the redhead before her.  It didn -(TM)t help.  She was drawing a
blank.   -�Do I know you? -� she asked.

    -�I thought you -(TM)d recognize me.  I -(TM)m Nicole, -� she said with
a friendly smile.

   Suddenly all kinds of bells went off in Jill -(TM)s head.  She did know
her!  This was Nicole Jenks, Tyler -(TM)s new girlfriend.  She hadn -(TM)t
been able to picture what she looked like, but now that she was in front of
her, she did recognize her.

    -�Oh, I -(TM)m sorry.  It -(TM)s been a long time. -�

    -�Yes . . .  two years.  My dad was transferred and we moved the summer
after sophomore year. -�

   Jill nodded.  She looked around.  If Nicole was there, might that mean
that Tyler was somewhere nearby?

    -�He went to the restroom, -� she said, correctly guessing Jill -(TM)s
thoughts.

   Jill took a sip of her shake.  She wasn -(TM)t very interested in
talking to Nicole, and she no longer wanted to see Tyler, not if Nicole was
there.

    -�The move didn -(TM)t end up being as bad as I thought it would be, -�
Nicole continued.   -�I didn -(TM)t want to leave Holden . . .  like it
much better.  But I did manage to make a few friends . . .  eventually. -�

   Jill nodded as she regarded the girl.  She had a nice smile and a small
but disproportionally wide nose as well as an abundance of freckles.  The
freckles made her look like she -(TM)d spent too much time in the sun for a
girl with such fair skin.  Other than her red hair, she was on the plain
side.  She was neither tall nor short, thick nor thin, chesty nor flat.

   Things were awkward and they seemed destined to get more awkward.  Jill
couldn -(TM)t help but wonder what Tyler had told her about her ill-fated
attempt to win him back.  And had she seen the videos?  She expected that
Nicole was likely well-informed on all fronts.

   Jill continued sipping her shake, forcing Nicole to hold up more than
her half of the conversation.   -�I probably shouldn -(TM)t bring this up,
but Tyler was pretty broken up.  When we first started talking just after
school got out, he was kind of a basket case.  So hurt by what had happened
between the two of you.  Still hasn -(TM)t told me everything.  But that
-(TM)s fine.  I don -(TM)t need to know what happened.  Best I -(TM)ve been
able to figure out is that you broke up with him. -�

    -�I guess that -(TM)s true, -� Jill mumbled.  She was a bit suspicious.
Hadn -(TM)t Tyler said,  -~I tend to tell her everything? -(TM)

    -�Truth be told, you broke his heart.  I -(TM)m pretty sure he -(TM)s
still in love with you.  I -(TM)m sure that if you said the word, you could
have him back.  He -(TM)d drop me like a rock.  I -(TM)m his rebound
girlfriend . . .  sad but true. -�

   Now Jill was really puzzled.  Had Tyler really not told her about her
recent attempt to patch things up between the two of them?

    -�I -(TM)m sure that -(TM)s not true, -� Jill replied.   -�I expect he
-(TM)s quite smitten.  I imagine that you -(TM)ve got a tighter hold on him
than you seem to think. -�

    -�Doubt it.  I -(TM)m pretty sure his heart still belongs to you. -�

    -�It doesn -(TM)t matter, -� Jill shrugged.  She knew that what Nicole
was saying wasn -(TM)t true.  Even though this girl didn -(TM)t realize it,
she had won his heart.  That thought caused Jill to think back to her own
relationship with Tyler.  She -(TM)d never told him that she was in love
with him, but he -(TM)d also never spoken those words.  Were she and Tyler
alike in that regard?  Was Tyler in love with Nicole but keeping it to
himself?  How else might she explain that this girl seemed to believe that
Tyler would leave her at the drop of a hat when she knew otherwise?

   In hopes of steering the conversation away from such uncomfortable
topics, Jill asked Nicole what she -(TM)d been doing since graduating.  She
learned that Nicole worked in a shoe store in Benton.  She -(TM)d been
working full-time, meaning that she hadn -(TM)t been to Holden very often.
She and Tyler had spent a lot of time together, but the majority of it in
and around Benton.

   At that point, she asked Jill about her summer as well as her college
plans.  To Jill -(TM)s surprise, she seemed to know much less about her
than she might have thought.  Her questions were much broader than they
would have been had she heard mention of the rescue or seen the news
segments.  Tyler must now know about that.  He had clearly been avoiding
the topic of his ex.

   Jill replied but only as regards her future, talking primarily about her
college plans.  She mentioned how excited she was to enter college even
though she didn -(TM)t know what she -(TM)d be majoring in.

    -�Oh, right . . .  you -(TM)ve been reading, reading classics, -�
Nicole remarked.

    -�That -(TM)s true.  How did you know that? -� she asked.  She, of
course, knew that Tyler had told her.  She was just trying to draw out more
information.

    -�Tyler said he ran into you.  He said you were doing really well. -�

    -�He said that? -� Jill asked in surprise.  She had started thinking
that Tyler hadn -(TM)t mentioned her at all, but that hadn -(TM)t been the
case.   -�What else did he say? -�

    -�Not much, but I could tell that he was really glad that you two had
spoken.  He really likes you.  He tries to conceal it, but his voice gives
him away . . .  a lot of emotion. -�

   Just then, Jill saw Tyler headed toward them.  He was rolling along the
sidewalk at a good clip on his skateboard.