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 �>�Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 1 By Katie

   It was Sunday.  Tami and Rod were in the midst of their normal Sunday
activity.

    -�OH GOD ROD --UGGGHH! -�

   Sunday was their traditional  -�...  Day, -� a day that the two of them
were together and alone at Rod -(TM)s apartment as his roommate went home
for an overnight.  Most of that time they spent in bed, giving Tami orgasm
after orgasm.  The experiments at Chalfont and the multiple moments with
Jen gave the naked girl an insatiable capacity for sexual pleasure.  One
orgasm was not enough for her now.  She needed repeated opportunities and
Sunday was her day to scratch that itch.  Sometimes she felt guilty about
it.  After all, she was Catholic and Sunday meant something different for
the years she was growing up but in her current state there was no way she
would set foot in a church.

   Right now, she was on the cusp of orgasm number eight.  She was riding
Rod, bouncing up and down on his long, thick cock.  Her superhuman strength
when engaged in sex amazed her boyfriend every time.  By now, he was mostly
exhausted but Tami seemed to find a reserve of energy every time. 

    -�UHHHHH!! -� And she stiffened and rode her way through orgasm eight.
After all of the sex at Chalfont, she had amazing muscle tone in her vagina
and she was able to milk Rod -(TM)s organ as he screamed out simultaneously
with his third orgasm.  His sperm filled her, coating her with warmth that
was missing when she was brought to orgasm after orgasm on that machine at
Chalfont.  She yearned for this personal attention and soaked it up as
often as possible on their Sundays.

   This time though she slumped on top of her exhausted boyfriend, though
his penis was still inside of her.  She loved the full feeling that it gave
her and she angled herself so that he continued to fill her, even as he
deflated after another orgasm.

   The two lovers laid there, their sweat covered bodies sticking together.
He ran his fingers through Tami -(TM)s long red hair with one hand and
rubbed her back with the other.  Time and again, Rod could not get over how
lucky he was to have found such an amazing girl to be his lover and best
friend.  There was no doubt in his mind that they would be married and
together forever. 

    -�Babe, -� he whispered in her ear.   -�Can we talk for a second? -�

    -�Yeah, -� she said drowsily.   -�But first, I need one more orgasm. 
Can we please? -�

    -�Oh God Tam, I don -(TM)t know if I have it in me. -�

   With that, she slipped his cock out of her and slid her body so that her
head was now at his groin.  She licked the length of his now flaccid shaft
and despite the fact that he had been all sexed out just a few moments ago,
his penis showed signs of stirring.

    -�Oh, look at that, -� she said teasingly.   -�Looks like you might
have a bit more in you. -� With that, she took the tip of it into her
mouth, swirling her tongue around.  Tami was an expert cocksucker and knew
how to get Rod excited no matter the situation.

   In this position, Tami -(TM)s slit and asshole were just inches from his
face.  Her anus was cute (if an anus could be considered cute) and she
always kept it immaculate.  Just below that was her bare pubic mound. 
Between her two swollen lips he could make out white liquid, the remains of
their most recent encounter.  That sight alone was enough to make his cock
jump a bit harder.

    -�OHH, -� he moaned and his cock was now rock hard and Tami slid back
around.

    -�That -(TM)s my good boy, -� she purred into his ear as she slid her
pussy onto his now erect cock.  It went in easily, aided by her natural
lube and the copious amounts of cum that she had already received.  She
rode him again but this time he stopped her. 

    -�Get on all fours, -� he whispered.  She did as commanded and he got
behind her and slid his cock into her from behind.   -�AAHHHH, -� she
moaned loudly.  Rod knew this was her favorite position, her breasts
hanging beneath her and swaying up and down with each thrust.  It did not
take long for her to cry out in yet another orgasm, this one number nine.
She came twice more before finally Rod could do no more and he plunged into
her and filled her now sopping sex with more cum.  The two lovers collapsed
on the bed, spooning, his cock still inside of her.

   They drifted off to sleep but awoke a bit later.  The sun had gone down
but the two did not care as they laid in each other -(TM)s arms.

    -�Babe, can we talk now, -� Rod asked.

    -�Whatever you want, -� she purred.   -�After what you -(TM)ve done to
me, you can do whatever you want. -�

    -�Well, I want to invite you to come with me to a family picnic this
Saturday, -� he said quietly and softly.  Tami -(TM)s heart soared.  She
smiled though she knew that Rod could not see her face.

   Rod continued.   -�I just think it -(TM)s time for you to meet my
parents and the rest of my family. -�

   Tami turned around and kissed her lover directly on the mouth.   -�Oh
Rod, I would love to go, -� she said, pressing her lips tightly against
his. She mounted him again, her knees on either side of him.   -�Rod, I
love you so much. -� She slid down and took him in her mouth again and
before long he came in her mouth and fell off to a deep sleep.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 2

   Tami was walking across the Campbell-Frank campus early Monday morning.
It was a regular thing that she would wake up early and, after kissing her
man goodbye, scamper off to her dorm for a shower.  She said it was because
she wanted to get ready for class but in truth she wanted to be out before
most of her fellow students were up.  She remembered her first trip home
from Rod -(TM)s.  It had been a bit later on a Sunday morning, after the
Black Students Formal, and she had walked past several students going to
church.  They had laughed and pointed and she realized that she was leaking
cum down her leg and they had noticed.

   Of course they noticed, she thought, everything about her was noticed.
She was Naked Tami and it was a noted popular sport to watch her do just
about everything. 

   It was during this walk and subsequent shower that Tami got a knot in
her stomach.  Meeting Rod -(TM)s parents this weekend would mean they would
meet her naked.  She had thought about meeting Rod -(TM)s family but she
had never thought she would be naked while doing it.  Of course that was
silly.  She had been naked for months now and, although she was set for a
summer job where she would finally be clothed, it didn -(TM)t look
promising that she would be wearing clothes for the rest of her college
years.  The Dean, Ross and Wanda had certainly made sure of that.

   So, of course she would most likely meet Rod -(TM)s parents while naked
but she wasn -(TM)t sure she was ready for it.  Despite her months of
constant nudity and several humiliations, she hated being naked.  Her
modesty was rock solid and seemed to not be relenting at all.

   Of course in some ways she had lost her modesty.  She regularly spread
her legs so that Jen, her lesbian roommate, could lick her to orgasm.  This
was the same Tami who would change in a bathroom stall after gym class in
high school.  Yep, I guess you could say that some of her modesty had been
ripped away but still, in ways that mattered, she still hated being naked
and always on display.

   After her 8 a.m.  art class posing (shaming as usual) and her 9 a.m. 
class, Tami grabbed her laptop and sat in the snack bar where she grabbed a
yogurt and apple (an always naked girl has to watch her figure).  She
opened her Macbook to work on a history paper but first IMed Rod. 

    -�Thx 4 gr8 Sun.  Nrvus bout meetg fam. -�

   She hoped Rod was near his computer.  As an engineering major, he was
almost always using his laptop but she wasn -(TM)t sure he would have a
chance to respond.

   Finally it binged.   -�Babe, u wre awsm.  Dnt wry.  Fam wil luv u. -�

   She felt better and, that night on the phone, they discussed it again. 
-�What do they know about me? -�

    -�They know I love you and they are happy that I have found somebody.
-�

    -�Are you sure they are okay with me?  You know, me being naked and
white and all. -�

    -�Sure, not a problem. -�

   That made her feel better and she sleep more peacefully.  It was the
next night when everything changed.

    -�Tami, phone, -� her roommate Mandy yelled out.  Tami was studying in
the common room with her friend Rebecca.  Although Rebecca was studying to
be a minister, she had embraced Tami -(TM)s religious nudist claim and
supported her.  Though it seemed odd for a Christian to accept such blatant
sexuality, they had a wonderful friendship and Tami felt comfortable
sitting there naked in front of her.

    -�Hello, -� Tami said once she had gotten to the phone in her room.

    -�Hi Tami, it -(TM)s Annamae Sykes, Rod -(TM)s mom.  I hope you don
-(TM)t mind me calling -�

   Tami -(TM)s stomach started to knot again.

    -�Oh, hello Mrs.  Sykes.  It -(TM)s not a problem at all. -�

    -�Oh dear, it is so great to talk to you.  Rodney has told us so much
about you. -�

   Tami breathed a sigh of relief.  Obviously they had discussed her
different  -�beliefs. -�

    -�He tells us that you are quite a young woman with strong beliefs. 
That and you are incredibly smart. -�

   Tami blushed.   -�Well, I don -(TM)t know about all of that but I know I
am very lucky to have Rod in my life. -�

    -�Well, I think he would say the same about you. -�

   There was some awkward silence but then Rod -(TM)s mom began talking
again.   -�I hope you don -(TM)t mind me calling but I thought I could give
you some information about the family picnic this weekend.  We are so happy
that Rod is bringing you along. -�

    -�I am honored to be coming maam.  Can I bring anything? -�

    -�Aren -(TM)t you sweet?  Well, if you -(TM)d like, why don -(TM)t you
bring a dessert? -�

    -�I could bake a cake, here in the dorm, if that -(TM)s okay. -�

    -�Wonderful.  I look forward to it.  There will be roughly 100 people
here, mostly relatives of ours but a few friends.  We go well into the
night so I suggested to Rod that you two spend the night.  Juanita -(TM)s
room is available for you since she is still away at school. -�

   Tami smiled at the quaintness of she and Rod sleeping in different
rooms, especially after what they had done two days ago but she just
thanked Mrs.  Sykes for the offer.

    -�Well dear, I think that -(TM)s all.  I look forward to meeting you in
person on Saturday. -�

    -�Thank you Mrs.  Sykes.  Me too. -�

    -�Oh, one last thing.  The day is casual so feel free to wear shorts or
a casual skirt or one of those sundresses that girls your age wear and look
so pretty in.  And you can bring a bathing suit since there is an in-ground
pool. -�

   Tami froze.  This woman had no idea that she was going to arrive at her
party totally naked.  She had no idea that her son was dating a naked white
girl.  Tami -(TM)s whole body ached and she had no idea what to do.  Her
hands were shaking in anger.

    -�Tami, are you there? -�

    -�Um, yes, sorry, I got distracted by my roommate.  I -(TM)d better go.
Thank you for the call. -�

    -�Alright dear, bye-bye. -�

   Tami hung up the phone and sat there on the floor, pulling her knees up
against her chest and sobbed, resting her head on her knees.  She had been
through so many terrible moments in her year at Campbell-Frank but she had
never felt like this.  Her heart was broken.

   Devastated, she picked up the phone and called Rod.

    -�Babe, what -(TM)s wrong. -�

    -�Can you meet me at one of the tables near the quad right now? -�

    -�Sure, what -(TM)s wrong? -�

    -�I can -(TM)t talk about it on the phone.  Please, meet me in 15
minutes there. -� And then she hung up and tried to pull herself together.

   In her year of total nudity, she had really had to work to keep her
emotion below the surface and not let her modesty show.  But this was
possibly her hardest acting job yet.  She had to get herself together on
her way out of the dorm so as not to arouse the attention of Rebecca and
Mandy.

   Tami got to her bare feet and grabbed one of the small towels that she
was allowed (bath towels were removed for fear that she might cover
herself) and wiped her eyes and face dry.  She took some deep breaths and
used some makeup to cover the redness around her eyes.  She pulled her hair
back into a ponytail, a rarity because she liked how her hair covered much
of her upper body when it was down but nervously she needed to pull it back
now for reasons she could not explain.

   She pulled a bottle of water out of the frig and took a swig to get her
voice back.  Then, she grabbed her ankle pouch which contained her ID, keys
and some money.  It had been a gift from Rod for the Black Formal and she
had worn it ever since.  Besides her backpack it was the only thing she
ever  -�wore. -�

    -�Hey girls, -� she said to Rebecca and Mandy who were studying.   -�I
have to go and meet Rod in the quad for a minute. -�

    -�Sure Tam, is it Sunday already, -� Mandy asked with a smirk. 
Rebecca, who was not in the loop about their  -�...  days, -� looked
confused but smiled anyway.   -�See you later. -�

   The walk to the quad wasn -(TM)t too bad as it was late and most of the
students were inside putting the final touches on papers and starting to
study for exams.  Spring was in the air but here in New England it still
got chilly at night.  For Tami, however, this was balmy.  After all, she
had braved blizzards and below zero temperatures, all while going naked
around campus.  A little chill would not affect her much.  Plus her blood
was boiling.

   When she got to the quad, it was mostly empty.  There were a few girls
at a table and they, of course, gawked when Naked Tami arrived.  She paid
them no mind and they got back to their conversation.  Tami took a table as
far from them as possible and waited, sliding her bare butt onto the smooth
stone bench.

   Finally she saw Rod walking quickly towards the quad.  She prayed for
the strength to get through this moment.  After all, they had only one
other major fight and that was a few weeks ago when she had been honored at
Chalfont and he had found out that she was undergoing sexual experiments.
That night, she had to calm him down and they had made up in wonderful
ways. She wondered how tonight would end up.

    -�Hey babe, what -(TM)s up? -�

    -�What -(TM)s up?  Well, I got a call from your mom. -�

   Rod -(TM)s face froze in horror.

    -�Yeah, she was giving me the dress code for the picnic on Saturday. -�

    -�Babe, look--, -�

    -�Don -(TM)t babe me you ass.  How dare you? -�

    -�What? -�

    -�Are you ashamed of me, -� she screamed at him.  The girls at the
other table got quiet and turned their attention to the argument underway
across from them.   -�So ashamed that you can -(TM)t tell your parents
about me?  Well screw you Rod.  I deserve better than that. -�

   Her green eyes glared at him, boring holes in his.  Rod looked down,
seeing her bare feet flat on the ground.   -�Tami, I -(TM)m sorry.  You don
-(TM)t understand. -�

    -�Oh no, I understand perfectly.  You didn -(TM)t want to tell your
parents that your girlfriend is a nudist.  That she has no modesty and
wears no clothes.  I get it.  You -(TM)re embarrassed by me. -�

    -�Tami, you know that -(TM)s not true.  We -(TM)ve been together all
year.  If I was embarrassed by you, would I be with you at all? -�

    -�That -(TM)s here Rod, where everyone knows about me anyway.  And I
guess I was some kind of catch.  Oh Rod got to ...  Naked Tami.  Look at
Rod, how lucky he is to be dating the campus freak.  I guess you are
enjoying laughing at me with everyone else. -�

   This time it was his turn to get angry.   -�Laughing at you?  How dare
you say that to me?  I have defended you from anyone who has ever had the
audacity to say anything about you.  I have taken a lot of criticism for
being with you.  But I never minded because I thought we had something
special.  But if this is the kind of guy you think I am than I was wrong.
-�

   The two got quiet and both sat there, not looking at the other.  Tami
had never thought that Rod would have gotten some abuse from being with her
but she guessed that made sense.  After all, it could not have been easy to
have everyone staring at your naked girlfriend.

    -�Why didn -(TM)t you tell them Rod?  And if you are embarrassed by my
nudity, why did you invite me to meet them? -�

   The tall black man took a deep breath.   -�I don -(TM)t know.  I have no
answer.  I -(TM)ve come close to telling them a few times but it never felt
right.  I talk about you all the time, how great you are, how tough you
are, how you have to overcome things but I -(TM)ve never been specific. -�

   Tami -(TM)s face softened and she took Rod -(TM)s hand in hers.   -�How
are they going to react when they see me on Saturday? -�

   Rod looked at her.   -�I don -(TM)t know.  I guess I figured that once
they met you they would see how wonderful you are and that would overwhelm
the fact that you are naked.  That -(TM)s what worked for me. -�

   Tami took a deep breath.   -�So, you really think I -(TM)m great and
tough and all that? -�

    -�Oh babe, I have never meant anything more in my life.  I love you so
much and I am so sorry that I hurt you like this. -�

   Tami slid over and wrapped her leg over his so she could get real close.
She then moved in for a deep kiss.   -�Rod, I -(TM)m sorry I overreacted. I
just was so hurt that you might be ashamed of me. -�

    -�Babe, I would stand next to you anywhere, anytime. -�

   They kissed for a while before breaking off and heading back to their
respective dorms.  Tami had three days to prepare for the meeting that she
now dreaded.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 3

   The two college students drove through the mid-day sun, just like so
many other couples across the country with one exception.  The girl in the
passenger seat was not wearing a stitch of clothing.

   Tami -(TM)s butt felt hot and sticky against the vinyl seat of Rod
-(TM)s old car.  She looked down and saw the seat belt carve right between
her breasts, with her right one under the strap and her left above it. 
Just below the strap at her waist was her bare vagina, the lips prominent
and poking through with no pubic hair to block it.

    -�Ok, tell me again who will be there, -� she said nervously.

    -�Well, my mom and dad, my aunts and uncles and some cousins.  Plus
some neighbors and family friends.  And my grandma. -�

   One hundred.  That number kept running through her head.  That was the
number of people who would be attending the picnic, or that -(TM)s what
Mrs. Sykes had said.

   The last three days had been tough for the nude girl as she worked
through the meeting in her head.  The one nice thing had been baking the
cake.  Marisol had helped and they had made a mean chocolate cake.  She
even had borrowed a plastic cake holder to carry it in.

   The cake was on the floor between her bare feet.  The only other things
she brought were her ankle pouch and a small bag that contained a hair
brush, a toothbrush and some makeup.  A naked girl could really travel
light.

   They pulled off the highway and into a nice development with single
homes.  It was obvious from the cars and the people on the front lawn where
Rod -(TM)s parents house was.  A group of boys, roughly college age or a
bit older, were gathered in the driveway, playing beanbag toss.  They saw
Rod pull up and started over to the car.

   Tami -(TM)s stomach tightened.  This was the moment of truth.  Rod
jumped out of the car and came around to open her door.

   Now there is no demure way for a girl in a short skirt or dress to exit
a car with people watching.  Something is going to be shown that should not
be.  Same goes for a naked girl, The only things that saved Tami from a
Paris Hilton or Britney Spears style upskirt were a) she wasn -(TM)t
wearing a skirt and b) she was holding the cake box on her lap.  Still
every eye was on her as she shifted first her right leg and then her left
and stood up.  As she stood, the cake box rose and gave the guys an
unimpeded view of her bare sex.

    -�Holy crap Rod, what -(TM)s the deal? -�

    -�This is my lady friend Tami.  Tami, these are my cousins, Jason, Ty,
Thomas, Joseph and Myreek. -�

    -�Pleased to meet you all, -� she said, trying to act the part of the
dutiful girlfriend, all the while ignoring their eyes which ravished her
bare body.

    -�Why is she naked, -� Ty asked.

    -�Tami is a religious nudist, -� Rod said, leading Tami by the arm
around the side of the house.  She knew that the guys were staring at her
bare ass but she did not shirk.  Instead she walked with her head held
high, proud to be on the arm of Rod Sykes. 

   That feeling lasted only a few seconds.  She heard the noise coming from
the yard, a mixture of laughter and music and splashing from the pool.  As
soon as she and Rod walked through the gate, everything but the music
stopped.

   Tami wished she could dig a hole and crawl into it but she continued
walking alongside Rod.  They walked into an area where a group of women
were sitting.

    -�Hi Ma, it -(TM)s good to see you, -� he said, leaning over and
kissing his mother on the cheek.  But his mother never took her eyes off of
the naked girl in front of her.

    -�Rod, what is the meaning of this? -�

    -�Ma, this is Tami, my girlfriend. -�

    -�I know that boy, but why is she naked? -�

   Rod began to answer but Tami stepped forward.   -�Hello Mrs.  Sykes, it
is a pleasure to meet you.  I am naked because I am a religious nudist.  I
have been naked all year. -�

   The group seemed stunned by her words as much as her appearance.

    -�You mean to tell me that you have been naked all this time?  Even in
the winter up in Vermont? -�

    -�Yes maam. -�

    -�Why? -�

    -�I don -(TM)t know, can -(TM)t really explain it, -� she lied.   -�It
-(TM)s just something that I feel called to do.  I don -(TM)t believe in
modesty. -� Yes I do, yes I do, yes I do, she repeated to herself, but her
face revealed none of that inner dialogue.

   There was silence.  All waited to see how Mrs.  Sykes would respond. 
The woman stood and looked Tami from head to toe.   -�Well honey, I guess
if I had a body like yours, maybe I would feel called to be naked too. 
Welcome to our home. -� With that she reached out and pulled the naked girl
in for a hug. 

   Just then all of the other women called out their greetings and Rod went
to each and hugged them all.  He then led Tami around the yard, introducing
her to everyone.  Though all gawked at her they were polite and looked her
in the eyes, even the young men.  Tami -(TM)s father was cooking on the
grill and gave Rod a huge hug.  He was more careful in saying hello to the
nude girlfriend, shaking her hand and not letting his eyes roam too much.

   Tami carried the cake over and laid it on the dessert table.  Awkwardly,
her nipple scraped the top of the cake, causing it to be covered in
chocolate.  She looked around, hoping that no one saw it but a few had. 
She quickly grabbed a napkin and cleaned it off.

   The two moved towards a table near the women and Mrs.  Sykes began
asking Tami questions.  Rod excused himself to go and hang with his cousins
out front.  Tami felt even more bare when left alone but the women were
nice.  She answered questions about college and her family, all the while
sitting there with her legs crossed and her arms crossed over her breasts.
Though it was obvious that she was nude, she thought this was as covered as
she could be.

   She followed Mrs.  Sykes into the kitchen and offered to do the dishes
that had accumulated in the sink.  It would serve to keep her inside and
away from most of the wandering eyes.  All that could be seen from the open
window above the sink were her shoulders and the top of her breasts.  She
was working on the dishes when she felt someone come from behind her.

    -�Well, well, well, Tami Smithers the Nudist, as I live and breathe, -�
a girl -(TM)s voice said.  Tami turned and saw a beautiful brown skinned
girl with curly black hair looking her up and down.

    -�Yes, hi I -(TM)m Tami, -� she said, drying her hands on a towel and
offering it in greeting to the girl.   -�You are? -�

    -�I -(TM)m Tyesha, Rod -(TM)s old girlfriend, -� the girl said,
ignoring Tami -(TM)s outstretched hand.   -�I -(TM)m the girl he broke up
with after he met your naked ass at that rich college. -�

   Tami pulled her hand back.  She had never heard of Tyesha but this girl
seemed jealous of her.

    -�I checked out what was going on up there at Campbell-Frank and heard
that you are a nudist who doesn -(TM)t believe in modesty, blah, blah,
blah, -� she said accusingly.   -�I think you -(TM)re just a whore who gets
off on showing her body off to everyone. -�

    -�That -(TM)s not true, I -(TM)m a --, -� she stammered.

    -�Save it, -� Tyesha said.   -�Turn around and wash those dishes or I
might tell Mrs.  Sykes about all of those orgasms at Chalfont and your
little lesbian encounters with your roommate. -�

   Tami shook her head and mouthed the words  -�no -� but did as commanded
and turned around.  She felt Tyesha -(TM)s hand on her shoulders pushing
her forward.  This had the additional benefit of having her ass stick
further out. 

    -�Now, I am going to make you cum, -� the girl whispered.   -�You might
want me to finish before someone walks in on you. -�

   Tyesha crouched down beneath the level of the counter and moved her
fingers onto Tami -(TM)s pussy as Tami protested silently.  She rubbed the
outside of the lips causing Tami to moan softly.  The girl -(TM)s fingers
were soft and Tami was always on the verge of cumming anyway.  It was a
hazard of always being naked.  After a few rubs, Tyesha worked her fingers
inside as Tami had moistened almost immediately.

    -�Oh, OH, OHHHH, -� she said as Tyesha -(TM)s fingers knifed in and out
of her sex. 

    -�Keep washing those dishes, -� the girl warned as she continued
fingering the nude girl.

   Tami was close to an orgasm as she grabbed the sponge and began washing
the dishes again.  She was about to cry out in orgasm when Mrs.  Sykes came
to the window. 

    -�Tami dear, I would like you to meet my mother Juanita, -� the woman
said.  The older woman, roughly 75 or 80, reached her hand into the window.
Tami -(TM)s whole body, on the verge of a major orgasm, was shaking as she
dropped the sponge into the sink and went to shake the old woman -(TM)s
hand.  Just then she felt Tyesha -(TM)s other hand rub her clit which
caused the nude girl to raise up on her tiptoes to avoid an instant orgasm.

    -�P-p-p-pppplease to meet you MMMaaam, -� she said, her brain addled by
the pending orgasm. 

    -�Tami, are you alright? -�

    -�YYEss, maam, just a bit cold in here, -� she lied again.  She knew
that the orgasm was coming soon.

    -�Well come on back out here in the yard, it -(TM)s nice and warm here,
-� the woman said as she and her mother walked away from the window. 
Tyesha cackled a laugh and stopped her fingers.  Tami, though grateful,
groaned in disappointment. 

    -�Sorry doll, I just wanted to embarrass you, -� she said.   -�Being
fingered while meeting Rod -(TM)s grandmom will be a memory you will never
forget.  I -(TM)ll be watching you hon, so you -(TM)d better make sure you
are your regular nudist self out there.  Hate to have to send an anonymous
letter to the school officials telling them that you weren -(TM)t a nudist
on your weekend here. -�

   Tami stiffened.  She knew that there was now a spy on the premises and
she was going to have to be the good nudist all weekend.  That one night of
streaking kept piling misery on her without end.  Why was she continuing to
be punished for one stupid mistake? 

   She finished washing the dishes, still feeling on the edge of orgasm. 
She wondered if she could go to the bathroom and finish herself off but
just then Rod appeared at the window.

    -�Hey babe, let -(TM)s go out front and play bean bag toss, -� he said
with a smile.   -�We can be on the same team. -�

    -�Just a minute, let me finish up here, -� she said.

    -�OK, I -(TM)ll meet you out front, -� he said. 

   All she had time for was the blot the wetness in her sex so that she
would not be announcing her arousal to the world.  She threw the paper
towel away and left the kitchen, praying that her paths would not cross
with Tyesha again.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 4 (NEW)

   Tami dried her hands and realized that her sex was probably wet too. 
She wondered how noticeable her arousal was to Rod -(TM)s grandmother and
whether she would ever be able to look the woman in the eye again.  She
hated knowing that everyone was privy to her private moments, even her
sexual arousal.

   Just to be safe, she grabbed a paper towel and wiped her pussy, ensuring
that it was dry.  She looked around for a place to stash the trash but
could not find one.  Finally, she passed a bathroom and dropped the wet
paper in the waste basket, causing her to laugh; it was ironic --it was
certainly her waste --stuff that panties would have stopped on most normal
girls.  But, obviously, Tami was not normal.

   She padded on her bare feet down the hall, thankful for the full, plush
rugs in this house.  Her dorm floors were tile as were those in most of the
school buildings; of course, she spent many hours walking the hard concrete
paths of the campus and her poor feet took a pounding.  She was grateful
for those times when her feet could feel soft rugs under them, almost like
she had socks on.  How pathetic, she thought --she yearned for socks. 
After nearly a year without any clothing, she was down to wishing she was
not barefoot, having long ago given up her dream of ever getting to wear
clothes.

   At least she had given up the dream of ever wearing clothes at school
that is.  Her dream of clothes while working her summer job with Ned and
Ethyl kept her going --she would buy clothes on the journey and spend her
summer blissfully covered, favoring high necks and long pants.  She would
not wear trendy miniskirts to show off her legs or cute tops that showed
cleavage like the other girls she knew.  Her cleavage and the rest of her
breasts and legs and body had been shown enough for a lifetime.

   She made her way towards where she thought she could get to the front of
the house without going outside.  She found a metal door that led to a
garage and, pushing it open, heard the voices of Rod and his friends.  With
a whoosh, she felt a cool breeze that it seems like all garages hold, and
reluctantly stepped off of the warm, soft rug onto the cold, hard garage
floor.  As she was entering she saw one of the Rod -(TM)s friends who she
had met when they arrived entering the garage carrying a large box.

    -�Hey, Tami, cool, can you help me, -� he said.  Tami rushed over and
grabbed the other side of the cardboard box.   -�Thanks --I just need to
put this box up on that shelf. -� He motioned towards a shelf high above
the corner of the garage.  On the floor was a stepladder.

    -�Maybe you can carry it up the ladder and I can support it from below?
-� Tami moved towards the ladder.  She rested the box on the edge of the
shelf when, all of a sudden, she felt a hand rubbing the cheeks of her ass.
She tensed but made no move to get away, not wanting to exhibit any sense
of modesty in case it got back to Tyesha.  Truthfully, she was unable to
move as the box was pressing down hard on her chest, squashing her breasts.
Without help, she was unable to move the box forward and if she moved back
she would have fallen and the box would have tumbled on top of her.  So she
was stuck as this stranger fondled her.

    -�I heard you liked this kind of thing but I didn -(TM)t believe it, -�
he whispered.   -�Man that Rod sure lucked out. -�

   He pushed his fingers closer to the cleft between her cheeks and played
teasingly with her butthole.  Tami squirmed in disgust that this guy was
fondling her against her will but she bit her tongue.  She felt his fingers
sliding down and begin to rub her sex from behind.  Despite herself, she
moaned.  Her body was too well trained after the multiple orgasms she was
forced to endure at Chalfont plus the good ones she experienced with Rod
and Jen.

   The man pushed his fingers inside, causing her body to shake.  In and
out he plunged and her body moved along with them.  This was always a
favorite position of hers as she loved the sensation of being entered from
behind.  However, there was nothing intimate about this encounter.  Still,
in short order, she stiffened and her legs shook from the strain.  It took
every ounce of her being not to scream out in orgasm and bring attention to
it.  She was also conscious of the box propped on her chest and despite her
legs turning to jelly she stood strong and firm.

   After her orgasm subsided, she felt this stranger remove his fingers
from inside her and wipe them on her butt, drying off his fingers which
were now wet with her juices.  Gross, she thought --she was just a thing to
him, nothing more; she was simply something to play with.  She felt sick at
the thought of cumming under his hand and cursed her high sex drive, which
was being trained even further.

   He came around the front and smiled at her.   -�I -(TM)m Raheed, Rod
-(TM)s friend from high school, -� he said.   -�You don -(TM)t have to
thank me. -�

   Thank him for raping her, she asked herself.  But she said nothing and
grunted as he lifted the box and helped her push it onto the shelf.

    -�I won -(TM)t tell Rod, don -(TM)t worry, -� he whispered.   -�This
will be our little secret. -�

   He walked away as she hesitantly made her way down the ladder and stood
on the floor.  She regrouped and, using resources that she had never known
she had possessed until this awful naked year, walked towards the group of
men playing on the front yard as if she had not just been molested in the
garage and that everything was totally normal.  It helped that she was used
to pretending that unwanted orgasms were no big deal.  In reality though,
they cut her to the core; every orgasm powerfully impacted her.

   As she got close, she noticed that about five guys were standing
watching four others who, in pairs, were tossing bean bags from one side to
the other, trying to land them on a wooden platform or, even better, into
the holes that were in the middle of the platform.  She winced when she saw
the words  -�Cornhole -� emblazoned in green neon across the platform. 
Tami had heard the word used as slang for a butthole and, as someone who
knew what it was like to have things put into her butthole against her
will, she unknowingly clenched her cheeks together in an effort to protect
that poor, exposed hole.

    -�Hey babe, where have you been, -� Rod asked.

    -�Um, inside, helping out, -� she lied.  Right there, she forgot about
her nudity and that awful moment in the garage.  She loved her boyfriend so
much and wanted to feel his love; maybe that would make the memory of that
awful invasion go away.  She brazenly walked past the other men and,
standing on her bare tip toes to reach Rod -(TM)s face, leaned in and
kissed him passionately on his lips, her hands rubbing against his shaved
head.  She loved the sensation that came when their lips met.  Rod leaned
into her and she felt his shirt rubbing against her bare nipples and
breasts and it felt so good.  The only time she felt clothes was when they
rubbed against her and she lived vicariously through them.  How she yearned
for clothes but now that thought was repressed.  All she wanted was Rod and
she wrapped her left leg around him while staying on tiptoe, a very
athletic move but one easily made by a gymnast.

    -�Wow babe, that was awesome, -� Rod said with a surprise.  
-�Unexpected but awesome.  You -(TM)re making these guys all jealous. -�

    -�Well, let them be jealous, -� she said, speaking indirectly at Raheem
who grimaced.   -�You know that you are the only man for me. -�

    -�Um, our game is almost over, -� one of the men said.   -�You can play
next game. -�

    -�No worries, I -(TM)ll just cheer on my man from over here, -� she
said.  Tami walked over towards a canvas camp chair that was set up on the
driveway, aware that there were several sets of eyes directed on her naked
body.  Impishly, she wagged her hips and ass suggestively, causing one of
the guys to let loose a low whistle.

   She sat down in the camp chair and smiled as the game continued.  She
was about to cross her legs at the knee and her arms over her breasts (a
position she preferred as it made her feel  -�covered -�) when she
remembered about Tyesha being a  -�spy. -� Although it was a perfectly
natural position and was one that most girls would assume when sitting, it
did technically  -�cover -� her and she did not want to be accused of
modesty.  Instead she put her arms on the sides of the chair and kept her
feet flat on the ground, roughly shoulder width apart.  This position put
her breasts on full display for anyone coming by but, she was happy to
realize, her pussy was covered.  The chair -(TM)s design made it so the
fabric lowered beneath the bar in the front when she sat, putting it and
her sex out of view of anyone looking towards her.  Sadly, this was what
passed for a good development for a girl who was always naked against her
will.

   The game was spirited as the men threw the bags.  She noticed furtive
looks at her nudity but no one was blatant about it.  Tami was used to it
after all; Tami-watching was a regular activity back on campus.  Still, she
never got used to being the object of so much attention.  Deep down inside,
Tami was a very shy and modest girl forced to endure humiliations beyond
anything she could have ever imagined.  She had no idea how she had made it
this far but she knew that she still wanted clothes more than anything.

   Still, there were worse places to be then right here.  The sun was
shining, a wonderful contrast to all of those cold days at school when she
had to walk through biting wind, snowdrifts and blizzard conditions.  No,
all in all, she was happy to soak up the sun here.  If only it was just she
and Rod here, then this would be perfect.



   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 5 (NEW)

   There was some yelling and Rod and his buddies were high fiving. 
Obviously someone had won.   -�Tami, you -(TM)re up, -� Rod said.   -�Me
and Tami versus Jose and Raheem. -�

   Tami got to her feet but her smile ceased when Raheem -(TM)s name was
mentioned.  She didn -(TM)t like him, hated what he had done to her in the
garage when he had taken advantage of her predicament.  He was not to be
trusted.

    -�Tami, come on down here with me, -� Raheem said, motioning for her to
stand with him at the far end of the game, closer to the street. 
Reluctantly, not knowing any way to avoid it, she joined him and, with an
uneasy smile, accepted the red beanbags he handed her.

    -�You get 1 point for each bag you land on the platform and three for
each one that gets into the hole, -� Rod said.   -�If you knock the other
team -(TM)s bag off, they don -(TM)t get a point.  We play to 21 and you
have to win by two.  Got it? -�

    -�Yep, -� she said.   -�I -(TM)ll go first. -�

   All eyes were on the nude girl as she flung the bean bag into the air.
Even this simple movement was a turn on for the men who watched the naked
body move and flex as she bent her knees to throw.  Sadly, it missed the
mark, landing a foot to the right.

    -�Not bad, you -(TM)ll get the hang of it, -� Rod said supportively.

   Raheem -(TM)s first bag was perfect in trajectory and landed just an
inch or so from the hole.

    -�Yes, -� he screamed, pumping his fist.  He looked at Tami with an air
of superiority.   -�Tough one to beat. -�

   Tami -(TM)s face changed expressions.  The tough New England girl came
to the surface and her face became determined.   -�Maybe for some people
but I -(TM)ll beat it. -�

    -�OHHH, girl -(TM)s tough Raheem, -� one of the other men shouted.

    -�Well, let -(TM)s see how tough she is, -� he said.   -�If your team
wins, I -(TM)ll walk around this party naked like you but if my team wins,
we throw you in the pool in front of everyone.  Deal? -�

   Tami was unsure.  She had never played this game and desperately did not
want the embarrassment of being thrown into the pool.  But she was not one
to back away from a challenge.

    -�Deal, -� she said.   -�Let -(TM)s play. -�

   Her next two bags fell were still off to the side while Raheem -(TM)s
two landed cleanly on the board, giving him three points to her zero. 
Setting her jaw firmly she swung the bean bag beside her and let it rip. 
The bag hit the board, knocking two of Raheem -(TM)s to the ground before
sliding into the hole.  In one swoop, Tami had made a five-point swing as
she gave her team three and subtracted two from the other team.

    -�Yeah Tami, -� shouted Rod and he was joined by the other men.

    -�I guess you -(TM)re just really good at putting things in your hole,
-� Raheem said under his breath so only she could hear.  Her face got
scarlet in shame and anger as the boy -(TM)s last bag sailed wide, giving
her team a 3-1 lead.

   The game was back and forth.  It was obvious that Rod was the best
player out there but Tami was the worst.  Making matters worse for the girl
was the fact that every time she had to bend over and pick the bags up off
the ground, Raheem always seemed to be bending over at the same time,
putting his face near her sex and ass.  He made a big deal out of taking a
deep breath whenever he was in the vicinity of her sex, as if he was
sniffing her pussy.  She felt him  -�accidently -� rub up against her, one
time even rubbing a beanbag across her dangling breasts and nipples as she
bent over.  Of course he was smart enough to do it out of Rod -(TM)s sight
and, as a nudist who did not believe in modesty, she would have no reason
to complain.

   Despite her one shot, which was most likely just luck, she had only
managed two points but Rod had helped keep them close and they were just
two points back, 18-16.  Raheem and Tami were throwing.  Raheem first two
missed while Tami -(TM)s first landed on the platform, putting them two
behind.  Neither thrower got anything with their third shot.

   Tami -(TM)s face was filled with obvious concentration as she swung back
and fired her fourth.  The bag -(TM)s arc was on the money and landed in
the net to give her three points.

    -�YES, -� she screamed as Rod and the rest of the guys cheered in
unison.  It was now 20-18 and Raheem was sweating.   -�Getting ready to be
naked, -� Tami asked under her breath so that only the now tense man could
hear her.  She was sure he would miss and Rod would win the game when he
threw.  Raheem squatted into position and let loose.  The bag seemed off a
bit when it landed on the platform.  But, amazingly it veered right and
slipped into the net on top of Tami -(TM)s.

    -�Game over sweetheart, -� he sneered as the group jumped up in
disbelief.  Tami was crushed but put on a happy face as she shook Jose
-(TM)s hand and then Raheem.

    -�Ok, Tami, time to swim, -� Raheem said with sadistic laughter in his
voice.  It was a character trait that she had seen before in sadists like
Wanda and Ross.

    -�Come on guys, you can -(TM)t be serious, -� Rod said.   -�That pool
is going to be too cold. -�

    -�Is your girlfriend a welcher Rodney, -� Raheem asked with a sneer.  
-�She made a bet.  I am sure that if you guys had won, I -(TM)d be standing
here naked already. -�

   Rod looked annoyed but Tami stepped forward.   -�Don -(TM)t worry Rod,
he -(TM)s right, I made a bet. -�

   The guys all surrounded Tami and lifted her up.  Two guys grabbed each
bare foot and spread them apart.  Raheem, of course, grabbed her from
underneath and had his hands on her butt.  Two other guys had her by her
shoulders and they took off for the back yard, the nude girl above them
spread eagle.

   What a sight they must have made as the group loudly entered the yard.
Tami -(TM)s full nudity was on display --with her legs spread everyone
assembled could see her bare vagina which even lacked the cover of pubic
hair.  Tami could feel air circulating inside of her and shivered.  The men
made their way to the pool and lowered her.  She was now quartered with one
man grabbing each arm and one man grabbing each leg.

   Raheem was obviously in charge.   -�Alright guys, on three, Tami goes in
the pool.  1-2-3! -�

   With that, the men flung the naked girl into the air and, in seconds,
she landed with a loud splash into the pool.  Tami -(TM)s body nearly went
into shock when it hit the cold water.  Though the day was nice it was
still only early May and the pool was not heated and it could not have been
more than 55 or 60 degrees.  Most people would have gone into shock but
Tami -(TM)s body was well-used to extreme conditions.  Still though, it was
quite uncomfortable, even painful; it felt like needles were sticking into
every part of her body.  Like when the wind blew during the cold winter
months, her breasts and vagina, areas that would have been covered by a
bathing suit, were those most affected by the cold.  Her feet and hands
also went a bit numb.

   She struggled to the surface and came up, her shaking hands pushing her
hair out of her face.  She saw that many of the party goers had gathered
around the pool to gawk and laugh at her.  Good naturedly she smiled, all
the while dying inside.

   She struggled to the steps and was grateful that Rod was there to help
her out.  She instinctively crossed her arms over her chest for warmth. 
Rod -(TM)s mom came over with a towel.  How she wished she could wrap it
around herself but she knew that was not something a nudist would do. 
After saying thank you, she dried herself as best as possible, including
her now dripping hair, and handed the towel to Rod, still shivering. 
Looking down, she saw that her nipples were even harder than normal and
were a bit sunken, looking like little rocks jutting out from the center of
her breasts.  Goosebumps lined the skin on her arms and legs and the hair
on her arms stood on end.  The day which had seemed so warm just a few
minutes ago had turned cold with the spring breeze playing havoc on her
damp skin and hair.  A normal girl would just wrap that beautiful warm
towel around herself but Tami was not normal.  She was a nudist.



   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 6 (NEW)

   Mrs.  Sykes pulled a chair out into the sun and motioned for Tami to sit
there.  She was grateful for the thought though she wished she could head
inside and take a nice warm shower.  But, being the sweet, obliging girl
that she was, Tami sat down on the metal chair, which caused her to shiver
even more.  She hugged her arms to her body and crossed her legs for
warmth.

   She was now in a group of roughly a dozen women and all had turned
toward her.  She smiled uncomfortably but was saved by Rod -(TM)s mother.

    -�Well, that was interesting, -� she said.   -�That Raheem is always
causing trouble.  I suppose it was okay with you and all but that boy is
going to get himself in deep shit some day. -�

    -�It was okay, -� Tami stammered, still so cold.   -�We made a bet and
I lost. -�

    -�Still, that boy has no sense, -� another woman said.  All the women
agreed.

    -�Tami, we -(TM)re all very interested in your, um, lifestyle, -� Rod
-(TM)s mom said.   -�It was such a surprise when you walked in and we
-(TM)ve been talking about it all afternoon.  Would it be okay if we asked
you a few questions? -�

   Inwardly Tami groaned.  This seemed to be a regular occurrence any more.
She supposed it was natural for people to want to know more about her
unusual life (if she were them she would have questions too) and most of
the questions were harmless.  Still, it made her feel like a sideshow
freak, on display for everyone -(TM)s entertainment.  She knew that these
feelings had to stay within so instead she smiled and said,  -�sure, ask me
anything. -�

    -�How long have you been naked, -� asked an older woman seated near the
tree.

    -�Since the beginning of school, around nine months ago. -�

    -�You never wear anything? -�

    -�No, I don -(TM)t own any clothing. -�

    -�Why? -�

    -�I can -(TM)t really explain it, -� she said.   -�It just felt like
something I was called to do.  It just felt right. -� Inwardly she
squirmed. It was so hard for her to play the part of religious nudist.  She
felt like a real fraud, invoking God and religion as a cover for her
indiscretions.  Still, she had paid mightily for her sins and sometimes she
thought that a kinder God would have let her off the hook already.  So far,
He had not and she was still suffering and living the life of a religious
nudist.

    -�Well, you have a very beautiful body, that -(TM)s for sure, -� one of
the women said.   -�I -(TM)m not surprised that God wouldn -(TM)t want it
to be covered up. -�

   Tami blushed and said  -�thank you. -�

    -�So you don -(TM)t wear anything, not even panties or a bra, -� asked
a girl, not much older than Tami -(TM)s 18 years.   -�What do you do when
you have your period?  Must be hard to keep it a secret -�

    -�No underwear, nothing.  I gave all of my clothes away at the
beginning of school. -� Really they were taken out of her room by
Wandabitch but that was not the way the story went.   -�And when I have my
period, I put a tampon in and that stops it.  I guess people can see the
string and all but since I don -(TM)t have any modesty it -(TM)s okay with
me. -� Yeah right, she guessed, as if she didn -(TM)t hear the mocking 
-�Tami -(TM)s on the rag -� comments from immature people all over campus.

    -�Man, I would be mortified if everyone could see my boobs and my girl
all the time, -� the girl said solemnly.   -�I don -(TM)t know how you do
it. -�

   You have no idea, Tami thought.  Instead she smiled and said,  -�it was
tough walking naked in public for the first time because it is so foreign
to what I had grown up with.  I wasn -(TM)t even allowed to wear a
two-piece bathing suit until I was a senior in high school.  But it got
easier. -�

    -�What did you do when it got cold? -�

    -�I planned my trips carefully, -� she said.   -�It was okay as long as
I was moving. -�

    -�But it -(TM)s so cold up there in Vermont, you must have been
hurting. -�

   You have no idea, she thought.   -�It was difficult sometimes but it
-(TM)s not always easy to follow your religious beliefs. -�

    -�Did you get abused or taunted by the other students or teachers? -�

    -�Not really, no, -� she lied.   -�Our school is very religious and
mostly everyone respected my beliefs. -�

   All of a sudden, she noticed Tyesha sitting on the edge of the group. 
Without thinking she uncrossed her arms and legs and sat up straighter,
showing off her breasts and letting her vagina show between her now-spread
legs.  She thought she saw a smile on the girl -(TM)s face.

    -�I heard you let another girl lick you in front of a crowd, -� Tyesha
said.   -�Is that true? -�

   The girl -(TM)s eyebrow was cocked as if to threaten Tami to tell the
truth.  Tami -(TM)s stomach was doing somersaults.  Could she really admit
to this in front of Rod -(TM)s family and friends?  This group included his
grandmom and aunts.

    -�Um, well -- -�

    -�No need to answer that Tami, we best leave that one alone, -� Mrs. 
Sykes said, saving her the embarrassment.

    -�Please Mrs.  Sykes, Tami doesn -(TM)t believe in modesty, -� Tyesha
protested.   -�She doesn -(TM)t mind. -�

    -�Well, I do, -� the woman said firmly.   -�This is my home and I will
not have these things discussed.  What Tami does is her business. -�

   They sat in silence for a few moments.  During that time, Rod brought a
warm mug of tea out to Tami and she gave him a beaming smile of thanks in
return.  She held the mug in her hands for warmth and comfort as she
accepted a kiss on the cheek from her boyfriend.

   The women had watched the interaction and smiled.

    -�That boy of mine really seems crazy about you, -� Mrs.  Sykes said as
Rod left.

    -�I -(TM)m crazy for him too Mrs.  Sykes, -� she said, her first honest
answer.   -�He -(TM)s the best thing that I have ever had in my life.  I
don -(TM)t know what I would do without him. -�

   The women all smiled.  Tami noticed that Tyesha had stalked off. 
Suddenly, Tami did not feel so cold as she chatted happily with some of the
women near her.



   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 7 (NEW)

   The afternoon continued and Tami felt more and more comfortable.  Mrs.
Sykes was very sweet to her and that led to the rest of the ladies doing
the same.  The only bad feeling was when she caught Tyesha or Raheem out of
the corner of her eyes.  They seemed to be glaring at her, for reasons she
did not know.  Tyesha seemed jealous of her stealing Rod and her nudity
seemed to be the reason.  Raheem was just a dirty boy who obviously hated
women.  Those two would have to be watched.

   Still, the afternoon was nice.  Tami was enjoying being a part of the
group.  Even though she had just met them and she was very different from
them they were very nice to her, treating her better than even her own
family in some ways.  She stood to help Mrs.  Sykes begin to bring the food
in when Tyesha grabbed her.

    -�Tami, we -(TM)re playing some games, come on and play, -� she said.

    -�Um, thank you for asking but I wanted to help Mrs. -", -� she
answered.

    -�Oh Tami, nonsense, you -(TM)re young, go and play, -� the woman
interrupted.   -�I -(TM)ll be fine for now.  You can help later. -�

   Reluctantly, Tami followed Tyesha towards the side lawn where several
other college aged people were gathering.  She saw balloons filled with
water in a box.

    -�Me and Tami are teammates, -� Tyesha said.  Tami smiled nervously as
she noticed everyone look at the two girls and try to refrain from
laughing.

   Tyesha picked up a balloon and stood in one line and Tami got in the
other.  The first throws went.  When Tyesha knew no one was looking she
hurled the balloon at her naked partner.  Tami was unable to catch it and
the balloon exploded, soaking her for the second time.

    -�Oh Gosh, I am so sorry.  Let me grab another one and try it again, -�
Tyesha said with a smile.

   The girl grabbed another balloon and let loose again.  A second balloon
exploded all over Tami followed by a third.  Soon, everyone in the yard was
hurling balloons at the poor defenseless girl who was stunned.  Then she
leaped into action, grabbing balloons and throwing them.  She grabbed one
and smashed it onto Tyehsa -(TM)s head, drenching the girl who screamed. 
It became an all out battle before they finally ran out of balloons. 
Everyone was laughing but Tyesha who was wet and angry.

    -�I will get you for that bitch, -� she said, her eyes narrowed to a
sliver.  The crowd had dispersed, leaving the two girls alone.

    -�You -(TM)re angry at me, -� Tami said in surprise.   -�You set me up
to be the butt of everyone -(TM)s joke and when I get back at you, you get
angry.  That -(TM)s rich. -�

    -�Maybe you should stop sticking your naked butt into our lives, -�
Tyesha said.   -�We were perfectly happy without your boobs in our faces
all the time. -�

   Tami was steamed and got into the girl -(TM)s face.   -�Obviously Rod
wasn -(TM)t too happy or he would never have dumped your ass and started
dating me. -�

   Tyesha pushed Tami in the chest, surprising her and causing the naked
girl to fall backwards.  This gave Tyesha the advantage and she pounced,
jumping on top of Tami and slapping at her, focusing especially on Tami
-(TM)s exposed breasts.  Tami was much stronger but was in a bad position,
struggling to get out from under the whirling dervish that Tyesha had
become.  She managed to get her hands in front to protect herself but she
felt scratches appearing on her belly and legs.

    -�Whoa, whoa girls, break it up, break it up, -� Rod had gone looking
for Tami and came upon this scene.   -�What the hell is going on? -�

    -�This bitch soaked me with a water balloon on purpose Rod, -� Tyesha
said.   -�She knew that we had a thing and has had it out for me since she
got here. -�

   Rod started laughing.   -�Esha, I -(TM)ve known Tami for a while now and
that does not sound like her MO, -� he said.   -�Knowing you, I -(TM)m sure
you started it. -�

   The girl snorted and stormed off as Rod helped his naked girlfriend to
her feet.   -�Tami, I -(TM)m so sorry, -� he said, a look of concern on his
face.   -�You alright? -�

    -�Yeah, I -(TM)m fine, I -(TM)m a tough girl you know, -� she said.

    -�I know that, trust me, -� he said.   -�It takes a lot to do the
things you do. -�

   They started walking back towards the party where Rod stopped and got
her a towel to dry off.   -�Plus, I understand why she -(TM)s so mad, -�
she said, tippytoeing to kiss the boy on his cheek.   -�If you ever left
me, the next girl you dated had better watch out. -�

   Rod turned towards her and smiled.   -�Babe, the only way you -(TM)re
getting away from me is to break up with me, -� he said.   -�I -(TM)m not
crazy enough to let you go. -�

   The two embraced and kissed.  Mrs.  Sykes looked up and smiled to see
the couple in love.  Tyesha, watching from near a tree, frowned and fumed.
She was going to get that girl, she thought.

   The party continued.  Though Tami did not know anyone, Mrs.  Sykes made
sure to include her in conversation.  She helped serve dessert and brought
food in and out.  It felt good to be moving and doing something rather than
sitting on a chair and being watched.  She knew that eyes were still on her
every move but at least she was busy and not thinking about it.

   She tried her best to avoid Tyesha but the girl kept showing up and
making faces at her.  In another situation Tami might have laughed but she
was worried that Tyesha would make a scene here and embarrass Rod and his
family.

   Many people started to leave as the party winded down.  The weather grew
chilly and damp --it was obvious that a storm was coming.  The naked girl
felt the chill most of all.  Her body was attuned to the weather these
days, especially her nipples through which could sense the change of
seasons and storms approaching.

    -�I think a doozy of a storm is headed this way, -� she said to Mrs. 
Sykes, who turned to look at the approaching rain cloud.

    -�I think you -(TM)re right, -� the woman said.   -�We -(TM)d better
get this stuff inside. -� Turning towards the crowd.   -�Everyone, the rain
-(TM)s coming.  Grab the food and drinks and some of the other stuff and
move inside! -�



   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 8 (NEW)

   Everyone got to their feet and began moving the platters of food and
drinks inside.  Some of the women began to grab the table covers and other
decorations.  Tami happily grabbed a cover, feeling semi-clothed in the
process and was heading in when Raheem stopped her.

    -�Tami, can you help me grab the volleyball net? -�

   Tami looked with suspicion at the boy.

    -�Here Tami, let me grab those things out of your hands, -� one of Rod
-(TM)s aunts said.   -�You go help Raheem. -�

   With a weak attempt at a smile, Tami let the woman take the material
from her arms and followed Raheem to the side yard where the net was set
up.

    -�I -(TM)ll grab the racquets and stuff, you undo the ropes holding
them in the grass, -� the man said.

   Tami noticed that the net was tied into stakes in the ground.  She bent
over to undo the string but it was tied to the stake.  Neither was budging.
Staying in her position, doubled over at the waist, she worked to undo the
knot, all the time noticing her dangling breasts swaying to and fro as she
moved.

   She was so intent on getting the knot undone that she failed to notice
that Raheem came up behind her.

    -�Wow, look at your butthole, how pretty, -� he said.   -�Tyesha, come
over here.  Have you ever seen a butthole up close?  Tami -(TM)s is right
here and it -(TM)s very pretty. -�

   Tami started to rise but Raheem said,  -�no, stay like that.  I want to
show Tyesha and some others how pretty your butthole is.  Most people never
see a butthole up close. -�

   Tyesha came over and made a big deal.   -�Raheem, you are right, it
-(TM)s amazing.  Tami, your anus is really cute and so clean.  How do you
keep it that way?  Girls, come over and see this.  Tami is showing us her
butthole.  You should see how cute it is. -�

   Tami -(TM)s face was red from the humiliation and anger.  Tears were
filling her eyes but she wiped them away.  She had no choice but to stand
there doubled over, her butt sticking up, as the group of five then six
girls came over and stared at her butt.

    -�Tami, would it be alright if I spread your cheeks a bit, -� Tyesha
asked sweetly.   -�It would make it easier to see.  I know that you don
-(TM)t have any modesty so it will not be a problem. -� Tyesha -(TM)s voice
betrayed none of the malice that Tami knew was behind her words but the
threat was right there.  Do it or I -(TM)ll tell.

   Having no choice but to comply, Tami reached behind her and spread her
cheeks, letting the girls have an unimpeded look at her anus.

    -�It -(TM)s funny how the ring around it is a different color than her
skin, -� one of the girls said, fascinated.   -�I don -(TM)t think I
-(TM)ve ever seen a butthole up close before.  It -(TM)s amazing. -�

    -�Yeah and those wrinkles, wonder why they are there, -� another girl
asked.

    -�For pooping, -� Raheem said.   -�Your anus has to spread to get those
turds out. -� Tami -(TM)s face scrunched in disgust at the words as did
many of the other girls.  It was horrible to stick her ass in their face
and show everyone her poor anus but to have him describe it so disgustingly
was too much to bear.

    -�Well, you certainly keep it very clean Tami, you must be very proud
of it, -� Tyesha said.   -�I guess that -(TM)s why you are so eager to show
it off to everyone. -�

   Tami stewed inside.  This girl was making it sound like this show was
Tami -(TM)s idea, like she got her kicks showing her body off.  The other
girls dispersed, but Raheem and Tyesha called others over.  Soon, nearly
all of the college-aged party goers, except Rod, had the thrill of seeing
Tami -(TM)s anus.  Some even pulled out their camera phones and took
photos. The nude girl didn -(TM)t know how she would look any of them in
the eye again.  Eventually all the others went inside, leaving Tami, Tyesha
and Raheem alone in the side yard.

    -�Yeah, that was awesome, -� Tyesha said, high fiving Raheem.   -�Tami
dear, don -(TM)t mess with me bitch.  This was nothing compared with other
things I can do. -�

   Tami straightened up, tears streaming down her face.   -�What did I ever
do to you? -�

    -�What, modest all of a sudden?  Well, never mind, I won -(TM)t say
anything to that school of yours.  You earned those tears after showing
this whole party your butthole.  How humiliating.  It will be nice dating
Rod when you know his whole family has seen so much of you.  Enjoy that. -�

    -�You are so mean, I never did anything to you and you are treating me
like crap, -� Tami said, her face changing from humiliation to anger.

    -�You and your tits and pussy and ass scampered naked around that
lily-white campus and you took Rod away from me, -� Tyesha said, her face
inches from Tami -(TM)s.   -�Girls like you make me sick.  That -(TM)s what
you did to me. -�

   With that, the girl stomped off, followed closely behind by Raheem. 
Tami got on her knees and finally undid the knots.  She went and did the
same to the other despite the now hard, pelting rain.  She was always a
good girl, so conscientious, and wanted to finish the job she had been
given.  She also wanted to avoid going inside and getting so many stares.

   Tami undid the lines and folded the net, placing them in the shed
alongside the house.  Her hair was soaked again, sticking to her forehead
and neck.  She was miserable --a day that had so many wonderful moments was
now just another day of suffering and humiliation.  She prayed to God for
help to get through this, to get to Ned and Ethyl and a summer of clothes.

    -�Tami, -� came a voice shouting from the house.   -�Come in here. -�

   Tami just sat there on the now wet grass, tears mingling with the rain
pelting her face.  She pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her
arms around them.  Her butt felt slimy against the grass and mud but she
stayed there.

    -�Babe, come inside, -� Rod shouted.  She ignored him, instead just
rocking back and forth, back and forth.

   Finally, she heard the slapping of feet against the wet grass.  Rod was
next to her, an umbrella in his hand, helping her up.   -�What -(TM)s the
matter babe, -� he asked.

    -�Oh Rod, I love you so much, -� she said.   -�I just don -(TM)t think
having a naked girlfriend is good for you. -�

    -�What happened?  Did someone say something to you? -�

   She shook her head.   -�No, no one has said anything, it -(TM)s just a
feeling I get.  I think that everyone would be much happier if you had a
nice, clothed girlfriend, especially not a girlfriend who was showing her
body off to the world.  No, you deserve a girlfriend that is not an
embarrassment. -�

   The couple stood there, Tami soaked while Rod stood under the umbrella.
He lowered the umbrella and came closer to Tami.

    -�Tami, you know it has not always been easy for me to have a naked
girlfriend, -� he said softly, his glasses fogged by the rain, his clothes
getting soaked.   -�People say things to me.  I hear them say things behind
your back and I want to kill them.  I don -(TM)t fight back because I know
that you live your life the way you want, that you have chosen this path.
In some ways, it would be easier if you were not always naked, if you had
never decided to become a religious nudist. -�

   Tami -(TM)s whole body sagged.  She decided then and there to tell Rod
the truth.  That she was not a nudist; that she was tricked into a naked
streak during the first week of school and had gotten caught; that she had
said that she was a religious nudist to get herself out of trouble; that
she desperately wanted to put on clothes and be a normal girlfriend, a
normal girl who could give Tyesha crap back instead of always being the
target and then she and Rod could be a normal couple and go out to movies
or concerts or clubs.  She knew, right then and there that he would
understand and they would figure it out together.  She was about to speak
when he did.

    -�But, that -(TM)s not the girl I love, -� he said tenderly.   -�I love
you, the naked and totally immodest you who allows us to see her entire
being without any barriers or covering.  You don -(TM)t hide anything and I
love that about you.  I know you, all of you, and even though some people
give me trouble because of my naked, white girlfriend, it is all worth it.
Babe, I could not imagine you ever wearing clothes again.  You are perfect
the way you are. -�

   Tami -(TM)s body language changed.  She was torn.  A part of her wanted
to tell him the truth and get this enormous secret and weight off of her
shouders.  She knew that, with his help, they could find a way out.  But, a
larger part of her just wanted to melt into his arms, secure in the
knowledge that he loved her without any reservation.  She would be naked
for him always, no matter what else happened.

    -�Oh Rod, I love you so much. -� She wrapped her arms around him and
pressed her lips tightly against his and the two made out in the rain. 
Finally, a thunder clap brought them out of their passionate kiss and they
made for the door.



   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 9 (NEW)

    -�Crap, I -(TM)d better go and change, -� Rod said, referring to his
wet clothes.   -�I -(TM)ll catch pneumonia if I stay in these wet clothes.
-�

   Tami again reflected how strange it was that everyone was always worried
about changing out of wet clothes for fear of getting sick.  She had been
completely naked for nearly a year, through blizzards and biting cold, but
had not been sick one time.  Her feet had trudged through several months of
snow and ice and yet she had not caught cold.  However, friends like Terri
and Rebecca told how sick they had gotten from wet socks or not wearing a
heavy enough sweater but she hadn -(TM)t worn a stitch of clothing in all
that time and had been healthy as a horse.  She wondered if her body was
responding to all of the orgasms she was forced to endure.  Perhaps the
endorphins being generated during those sessions were giving her superhuman
resistance to illness.  That plus the fact that her body had stepped up to
accommodate all of the extreme conditions to which it had been exposed.

   Rod went up to catch a shower while Tami gratefully accepted yet another
towel to dry off, her third of the day.  She did her best to dry off her
long red hair but finally gave up, accepting that it would stick to her
bare shoulders and back and drip for a little while.

   Tami sat down in a kitchen chair with Mrs.  Sykes and some of Rod -(TM)s
female cousins.  The conversation was lively but she did not know many
people they were discussing.  She eased her way out of the room and headed
towards the family room where Mr.  Sykes and some of the men were watching
a basketball game.  It looked like the Celtics were playing.

   Quietly, Tami eased into the room and all conversation stopped.  Mr. 
Sykes looked up in surprise at seeing his son -(TM)s naked girlfriend in
his TV room.

    -�Tami, um, come in, join us, have a seat, -� he said, motioning to an
easy chair across the room.

    -�That -(TM)s okay, I -(TM)d rather sit on the floor, -� she said
shyly. She had always been mostly a floor sitter but in her current state
of undress she always worried about what might be left behind on a chair.
She could not always control her wetness and did not want to stain a couch.

    -�That -(TM)s fine, -� he said as the group watched the nude girl
arrange herself on the floor, trying to keep from flashing her pussy to the
room.  She knew that she was probably not entirely successful but still she
tried.  The naked girl knew her whole life was on display but still she
tried her best to minimize exposure.  She knew that no matter how long she
was naked, she would always try to avoid people seeing her pussy and
breasts.  It is something ingrained in girls from early childhood.  Her
mother was constantly telling her to keep her knees together when she wore
a dress so that no one could see up her skirt.  Ha, she thought, imagine if
that were the most she had to worry about today.

   Still, as she sat Indian style, her back against the couch, she felt
that her exposure was minimal.  Mostly, the only things on display were her
breasts and she was used to that by now.  Really, many girls had parts of
their breasts exposed, girls who weren -(TM)t nudists.  In her world of
constant nudity, she felt pretty good.

   Slowly, the men -(TM)s conversation resumed and she enjoyed the maleness
of the room.  Though she knew that she was receiving some leering looks,
she didn -(TM)t feel unsafe.  Mr.  Sykes was obviously a man of great
character and she felt safe with him.  For Tami, who always spent time with
her dad and his friends while growing up, it felt comfortable being there
with the men, watching the basketball game.  She imagined herself home in
better times, laying on the couch wearing nice warm sweatpants, a hoodie,
fuzzy socks, panties and bra (oh how she used to complain about wearing
bras!  Never again, she swore).  Perhaps, if it were winter, she would be
covered by a warm throw blanket.  Pretty much the only part of her exposed
would have been her face.

   She was a long, long way from that picture but it still felt good.  The
game was close, the Celts trailing by three, late in the fourth quarter. 
One of the Boston players was called for traveling, a fact that caused an
eruption in the room.  But a turnover led to a Celtics layup and then a
steal and a timeout.  The home team trailed by one with a just a few
seconds to go.  The men all argued over who should get the ball.  Finally,
Tami spoke up.

    -�I -(TM)d get the ball to Garnett, -� she said softly.   -�He -(TM)s
clutch. -�

   The men looked at the girl in surprise.

    -�You -(TM)re a Celtics fan, -� Mr Sykes asked, causing the nude girl
to nod.

    -�Crap, Rod landed a big one, -� one of the men, she believed it was
Rod -(TM)s uncle, said in amazement.   -�She -(TM)s beautiful, she -(TM)s
naked and likes sports.  Christ, where do I sign up? -�

   Everyone, including Tami, laughed.  On the TV, the play ran as Tami had
predicted and the Celtics had a miracle win.  The men all came over to give
Tami a high five as the game ended.

   Soon the room had cleared out, leaving Tami and Mr.  Sykes alone.  The
party was pretty much over and Mrs.  Sykes came in to sit down.

    -�Tami dear, why are you sitting on the floor, -� she asked.

    -�I -(TM)m fine down here maam, -� she answered.

   The woman put her hand out to help Tami up.   -�Sweetheart, you are like
family now, -� she said.   -�Family sits on the couch. -�

   When Tami started to protest, the woman shushed her.   -�No arguing, -�
she said.   -�I know why you are sitting down there and I appreciate the
thought.  But material things are not important compared to people.  You
sit on the couch and we will worry about any issues that may come up ok? -�

   Tami smiled and accepted the helping hand.  She tried to be demure about
her standing but she stumbled a bit and, to catch her balance, ended up
with her breasts in Rod -(TM)s father -(TM)s face.  The man got red and
turned away while Tami muttered an apology.

   She sat on the couch and was soon joined by Rod as the four of them
settled in the evening.  Mr.  and Mrs.  Sykes started asking Tami about her
family, amazed to find out about her brother -(TM)s interest in serving in
the Army after his high school graduation.  Mr.  Sykes had been in the Army
for many years and Rod was in the reserves.

    -�So, Tami, what do your parents think of your religious beliefs, -�
Mrs.  Sykes said.

   Tami gulped.  She had been asked a lot of questions about her nudity
over the year but not this one.  It felt oddly personal but, in this cocoon
of love and support, she felt the truth was in order.  In fact, she had
spent so much time lying that it felt good to tell the truth.

    -�Well, honestly, they were not happy about it, -� she said softly. 
She felt Rod -(TM)s hand on her shoulder.   -�I didn -(TM)t tell them and
when they came to Family Weekend, they saw me naked and that's how they
found out.  That -(TM)s when I told them about the whole thing.  My dad was
furious and didn't speak to me for a while. -�

   She didn -(TM)t realize it but tears were flowing down her cheeks.  The
pain of her parents disapproval was more than even she realized.

    -�Dear, a lot of parents struggle to accept the fact that their
children are growing up, making their own decisions and changing, -� Mrs.
Sykes said.   -�But, while we make mistakes, never think for one second
that we ever stop loving.  I am sure that your mom and dad still love you,
even if they disagree with your decision. -�

   Tami nodded and accepted a tissue from Rod.   -�Thank you Mrs.  Sykes.
My dad and I had a real heart to heart over spring break.  I think he is
doing better with it.  My mom has been great.  Even my brother has been
okay with it, though I -(TM)m sure it -(TM)s not easy having a naked
sister. -�

    -�Well, this family would have saved a ton of money if Myeka had
decided to be a nudist, -� Mr.  Sykes said, referring to Rod -(TM)s sister
who was also in college.   -�We certainly spent a lot of money on her
clothes. -�

   The group laughed and launched into a new discussion.  It was one of the
nicest evenings that Tami could remember having.

    -�Well, time for bed, -� Mrs.  Sykes announced.   -�Goodnight Rodney,
good to have you home dear. -� She leaned over and kissed her son on the
forehead.  She then leaned over and kissed Tami on the cheek.   -�Good
night to you too Tami, it has been very nice to meet you. -�

   The older couple started to leave but then Mrs.  Sykes stopped.  
-�Tami, you can sleep in Myeka -(TM)s room.  I know I am old fashioned but
I would prefer separate rooms tonight ok? -�

    -�Sure maam, that -(TM)s no problem at all, -� Tami said quickly.

    -�Great, good night then. -�

   As soon as the two parents left the room, Tami gave Rod  -�that look. -�
The man smiled and turned towards his girlfriend who put her face in his
lap, unzipping his pants and pulling out his sex.  Shortly she was going up
and down the swelling organ and bringing Rod to full erection.   -�Oh God
Rod, it -(TM)s been too long, -� she whispered.

    -�Babe, we did it last night, -� he said back.

    -�I know, but I -(TM)ve been with you all day and nothing.  I need it.
-� With that, she straddled the man and slowly let him fill her, causing
both to moan softly.   -�I love you Rod Sykes, -� she said as she locked
her lips onto his and they both rode themselves to a long, rolling orgasm.







   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 10

   After laying in each other -(TM)s arms for several minutes, the young
couple untangled from each other and made their way upstairs.  Rod gave
Tami a kiss on the lips as he pushed open the door to Myeka -(TM)s room.

    -�Good night babe, thanks for making the trip out here with me, -� he
said.   -�I am so glad that my family got the chance to meet you. -�

    -�I -(TM)m glad I came, -� she said.   -�You come from good people Rod
and I am so happy that they have let me be a part of it.  They love you and
have accepted me. -�

   With that, she went into the room, happy to see that her small bag of
toiletries had made it and was sitting on the bureau.

   As she closed the door, she realized that she was now safely locked away
inside a regular girl -(TM)s room.  In here would be the belongings of a
regular girl and that would, naturally, include a comfy bed spread,
blankets, pillows and clothes, wonderful clothes!  For a girl forced to
always be naked, clothes were so foreign, and she reacted to their
proximity like an alien would to a human being.  Though she lived with two
other girls and obviously had access to their clothes, she never went
through them or touched them.  She always felt like she would get caught or
that someone was watching.  Perhaps she was being neurotic but too many
terrible things had happened to her and she was being cautious.

   But here, there was no fear of that.  Who would be watching her?  She
was relieved to see the blinds drawn in the windows, probably since Myeka
was not home.  First she pulled back the covers to see clean, fresh sheets
on the mattress.  It would be such a treat for the girl now used to
sleeping on a bare mattress.  Wanda had decided that a nudist would have no
need for creature comforts like blankets or sheets or even a pillow.  After
all, it might be a temptation for her to cover her nudity.  The only time
she ever got a chance to sleep on a made bed with covers was when she spent
the night at Rod -(TM)s or snuggled with Jen or headed home for breaks. 
Tonight though, she would be sleeping like a princess, snuggled under the
warm, toasty covers that God had provided for her tonight.  She looked
heaven wards and gave thanks.

   Glancing at the closed door, Tami padded her way over to the chest of
drawers.  She reached for the first knob and pulled, gasping at the sight
of so many pairs of underwear and bras.  Myeka -(TM)s underwear drawer
contained dozens of panties, some thong, some bikini and some boy briefs
plus some bras, many of them padded Tami was surprised to see.  After so
long naked, Tami forgot about the many manipulations that girls use to
enhance their looks.  After all, she only had the boobs that God gave her
and they seemed to do the trick.  They had gotten a ton of attention during
the past nine months, more than they ever had during her push-up and padded
bra days.  She wished that people would stop looking at her boobs but that
didn -(TM)t seem likely.

   The panties looked so inviting.  Tami wished she could just pull a pair
up her legs and cover her poor sex and butt, even for just a few minutes.
She was so tired of them being exposed for all to see, for the world to
pore over and examine.  Her poor labia, which on every other girl were
private parts, took a beating from the sun and the elements and deserved
some nice cover.  She wished that she could be allowed even just the skimpy
thong that she held in her hand.  She would wear it proudly and feel as
covered as if she were wearing a sweatsuit.

   After running a few more pair through her hands longingly, she grabbed a
bra.  She barely remembered how to work it, having not worn one since
September.  Worried that pulling a bra on would be tough to cover up if
someone walked in, she instead held the cups of Myeka -(TM)s bra up against
her breasts and found that she was bigger.  She had complained about
wearing bras before, that the straps dug into her shoulders, etc., but now
she yearned to pull these straps onto her arms and let her poor, abused
breasts feel lovingly caressed by the cups of the bra.  She would welcome
the cover for her achingly erect nipples, giving them a chance to reduce to
normal size for once and not always be pointing out for the world to see.

   Eventually she removed the bra and placed it back in the drawer.  She
moved onto the next drawer down and found socks.  There were white cotton
ankle socks and there were knee socks plus a few pair of wooly fuzzy socks
that looked so warm.  Tami -(TM)s feet tingled and she flexed her toes as
they ached for the cover these socks would provide.  Clothed Tami had loved
socks, more than life itself sometimes.  She wore socks in the winter and
in the summer and everything in between.  She even hated wearing cute flip
flops because she hated her bare feet being exposed and out on the street.
Ha, she thought, how she would crave flip flops now.

   She even envied the stockings which were balled up in the bottom of the
drawer.  Normally she hated stockings and had to be coerced by her always
formal mother to wear them for nice occasions.  Now, she would happily pull
the nylon up her long legs and relish the feel of them encasing her legs.
She would find the colored opaque ones, another layer of cover for her poor
body to wear after so long without cover.

   The next drawer contained tshirts, many with funny sayings or brand
names like Abercrombie or American Eagle.  Mr.  Sykes was right --Myeka did
spend a lot of money on clothes, especially since these were just the
clothes that she left behind.

   Tami spent the next half hour or so combing through the girl -(TM)s
clothes.  She had been obsessing over clothes for so long that she had
become a regular fashion expert and was able to critique Myeka -(TM)s
wardrobe.  The girl obviously favored fashion over function, or at least
that was the impression left by the clothes she left behind when left for
college.  There were hardly any sweatpants or hoodies but a lot of sweaters
and designer jeans.  Several miniskirts hung in the closet, each one
prettier than the next.

   Her shoe collection was to die for.  Tami had never been a shoe lover
but, in the months of walking barefoot she had developed a longing deep in
her soul for shoes.  She now understood why women throughout the world
bought boatloads of shoes.  Once her religious nudist days were behind her,
Tami planned on becoming a clothes horse with shoes to match every outfit.
She looked with longing at a comfy pair of fur lined Uggs.  God, how she
had loved her Uggs, a Christmas gift during her senior year of high school.
She wore those boots everywhere, even when the weather was really too warm
for them.  She tried to remember how her feet felt inside them but could
not.  The feeling vanished, like a feather flying away or a ghost.

   She reached and touched the soft boots, moaning uncontrollably at the
feel of the warm material.  She stuck her hand in and felt the fur against
her bare skin, trying desperately to remember what it felt like to be warm,
to be clothed, to be covered.  Tami looked nervously at the door and then
back at the boots.  She wiggled her toes, desperately wanting to feel the
warmth of these boots.  Slowly, she crossed her right foot over her left
knee and slid the boot onto it.

   Tears flowed out of her eyes as she felt her poor, abused foot be
absorbed into the warm fur.  She angled her foot back and forth, admiring
the sight of shoes at the bottom of her legs instead of bare feet.  How
silly, she thought, to be this happy about boots but there was no denying
that she was ecstatic about it.

   She did the same to the other foot and stood.  How wonderful it felt to,
for once, not feel the floor beneath her bare feet.  Instead of the carpet,
she felt the soft, warm fur of the Ugg boot.  The memory of wearing shoes
and socks came flying back to her.  She could not believe it but she felt
flushed and warm all over from just this little bit of covering.

   Tami walked around the room and stopped when she came upon the
full-length mirror hanging on the door.  She was shocked to see herself
wearing shoes --it had been so long.  She wondered if she would ever wear
them again or if she would be relegated to a life of being naked and
barefoot forever.  Like a runway model, she flexed her feet in the air,
moving them to and fro.  It felt so good.

   For a second, she wondered if she should sleep with them on under the
warm covers.  After all she had been through, sleeping with Uggs on under
blankets would be the ultimate in luxury.  It was a fleeting thought and a
wonderful one, but she decided against it.  With great reluctance, Tami sat
down and slid the Uggs off of her feet, feeling a jolt of sadness that her
feet were no longer in their cocoon and were again open to elements.

   She slid the Uggs back into place and closed the closet door.  Tami went
and grabbed her toothbrush and floss when she heard a knock at the door.

    -�Um, come in, -� she said.  Slowly the door opened and Mrs.  Sykes
stuck her head in.

    -�Tami dear, I am so sorry to bother you this late but I saw your light
on and figured I would be okay, -� the woman said.

    -�No problem at all Mrs.  Sykes, I was just getting ready for bed. -�
Tami -(TM)s stomach was churning though at the thought of what would have
happened if the woman had entered the room just a moment before.

    -�I -(TM)m glad I caught you because I wanted to apologize, -� the
woman said.  Tami looked perplexed.

    -�For what?  You don -(TM)t owe me an apology for anything Mrs.  Sykes.
You -(TM)ve been wonderful to me all day. -�

    -�Well thank you for saying that Tami, but I have not been very
accommodating for your religion.  This room is not appropriate for someone
of your religious beliefs. -�

   Tami looked around, wondering what the heck was going on.  This room was
perfect in so many ways.

    -�I have no problem using Myeka -(TM)s room, -� she said.

    -�You are very sweet, but I know that this room is not appropriate,
especially after what Tyesha told me about your regular sleeping habits. -�

   Damn, that Tyesha kept finding ways to get at her.

    -�I am sorry for putting so many temptations in the room, -� the woman
continued.   -�Though I suppose it is too late in the evening for me to
clean out the closets and the drawers, I came in to strip the bed of its
coverings so you can sleep normally. -�

   Inside Tami was screaming  -�NOOO! -� After all, she had been looking
forward to sleeping on the warm bed, covered by the comforter, a soft
pillow under her head.

    -�Really Mrs.  Sykes, I can manage.  Please don -(TM)t go through any
trouble. -�

    -�Not a trouble at all dear, -� the woman said, walking towards the
bed.  -�Would it be okay for you to help me?  That would make this get done
quickly. -�

   Tami -(TM)s heart sunk.  She had been looking forward to sleeping in the
bed under the beautiful covers.  But the world seemed designed to
disappoint and hurt her so she made her way to the other side of the bed
and helped Rod -(TM)s mom remove the covers.

   The two women worked quickly, removing and folding the comforter.  Then,
they each grabbed a pillow and placed them on top of the folded comforter.
The top sheet was next.  When Mrs.  Sykes had turned around, Tami rubbed
the soft sheet against her body and had to stifle a moan.  The sheet felt
so good against her poor exposed skin.  Instead she would not feel that
against her tonight.  No, Tami must not deserve a nice sheet.  She would be
stuck with a bare mattress.

   In no time at all, the two women had stripped the bed clean, until only
a bare, blue mattress sat there, unadorned by the pretty comforter, soft
sheets and pillows.  The only thing that remained was the frilly ruffle
that hung over the box spring.

   Tami felt miserable.  Her night was ruined.  She had been reduced to
less than human in a matter of moments.  She had been a pampered guest,
receiving the best of accommodations.  Now she felt like she was like an
orphan found begging on the street, being allowed to spend the night but
not allowed any comforts.  Not only that, but she had been made to help in
the execution of her own humiliation by stripping the bed.

   The women carried the bedding out of the room and into a closet.

    -�Thank you dear, -� Mrs.  Sykes said, pulling Tami in for a hug.  Tami
relished the feel of the woman -(TM)s nightgown against her bare skin.  
-�It -(TM)s nice having you and thank you for understanding about my
rudeness. -�

   Though she was upset, Tami knew that Mrs.  Sykes had no idea the pain
she was causing.  Like Professor Congi back at school, Mrs.  Sykes was
innocently thinking that she was doing the right thing.

    -�Good night Tami. -�

    -�Good night maam. -� Glumly Tami went back into her room, grabbed her
toothpaste, tooth brush and floss.  After a few minutes in the bathroom,
she returned to the now bare bed and laid down to cry herself to sleep.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 11

   The morning light filtered in through the white lace windows, bathing
the bedroom in a warm, soft light.  The room obviously belonged to a girl
by the decorations and style.  Pretty yellow paint covered the walls and a
purple thrown rug was laid on top of the neutral beige on the floor.  The
lamps were a bit funky but pretty with bangles and jewels.  A few posters
(from movies and music artists) hung on the wall.

   Though the d�(C)cor was decidedly teen, a closer look at the clothing
proved that the person who lived here was closer to womanhood.  Slinky
dresses and short skirts hung in the closet and sexy panties and bras
filled a drawer.

   However, one striking thing seemed out of place in this well fashioned
room: the bed.  Instead of matching the walls or the lamps or the flooring,
the bed was bare.  No frilly bed spread, no fashionable sheets or
pillowcases.  There was only the mattress.  Right now, on top of that bare
mattress was the prone form of a naked young woman, who was uncovered and
did not even have the luxury of a pillow under her head.

   The girl was splayed out, her arms up over her head as if attached to
the head board.  Her legs were spread too, in a V shape.  Between them,
beneath her denuded pubic mound, a tell-tale glob of white was perched
between the lips, a sign of her night-before encounter with her boyfriend.

   That naked form was one Tami Smithers, the unintentional nudist.  She
had been caught streaking on a dare during her first days at college and,
to avoid being expelled, had claimed to be a religious nudist.  Since then,
she had walked naked through life, including the cold winter days at her
school in Vermont.  Not only that, Tami had remarkable amount of modesty
and she hated being naked and the object of attention.  During high school,
she hardly ever wore anything revealing, sticking to a teen uniform of long
sleeves and jeans.  Even while swimming she did not show much, wearing a
one-piece suit and covering up as soon as she was out of the water.  But
now, she did not have the option to cover up and was always on display.

   On top of that, the administrators at her college were embarrassed to
have a naked woman on campus.  They were increasingly subjecting her to
humiliating tasks, knowing that a girl without modesty would never balk. 
They did not believe her claims and were trying to break her.  Sadly, they
were close to doing so time and again but Tami had a well of resolve in her
New England soul and would not give up.  So they ratcheted up the
humiliation and she soldiered on, suffering terrible shame.

   On the task of getting her to break was her former RA Wanda, AKA
Wandabitch.  She was a sadist and was the one who convinced Tami and some
other freshmen to streak that night before stealing their clothes.  Tami
was the only one who got caught and, deliciously, was now under the thumb
of Wanda who was tasked with keeping an eye on her.  Wanda had steadily
removed all of Tami -(TM)s coverings through the year.  In the beginning,
Tami had been allowed shoes and was given a t-shirt to wear in those
situations where naked breasts would be a health or safety issue.  However,
Wanda knew that no one would bother to enforce these rules and had taken
those meager coverings away from Tami.  Even a pathetic clear plastic
poncho had been taken because, according to Wanda -(TM)s flunkie Heather, 
-�this raincoat is far too much for a nudist. -�

   So she had been naked for nearly nine months now.  In some ways it
-(TM)s not long, a blink in some respects especially compared to a
lifetime. But for this poor girl, nine months was an eternity.  She had
been exposed for so long and to so much in that time.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 12

   Over her naked months, Tami had many extreme dreams.  This night had
been no exception.

   --

   She had no idea how she ended up in this mess.  No home, since her
parents had thrown her out of their house.  She was too young to have a job
plus she had no training.  She was left alone, to beg and plead for food
and whatever change they would give her.

   Not only that, but she even lacked the basics like clothing.  The little
she had was stolen on one of her first nights out on the street and she had
been stripped of the clothes she had worn during a robbery attempt.  She
had begged for someone to take pity on her but no one did, walking by as if
she were not there.  But she knew that they saw her because they gawked and
stared but when she approached them to ask for help, they turned away.

   Finally, after days with very little to eat or drink, a woman had
approached her.   -�Child, come with me. -� She had turned and walked off,
leaving the poor naked girl to run after her, which was not easy in her
weakened condition.

   She stayed closely behind the woman for several miles, the concrete
ripping at her poor bare feet but the woman, in sturdy walking shoes, paid
her no mind.  Finally they arrived at a well lit, cozy home, far from the
grimy streets that she had been inhabiting.

    -�Go around back and cleanse yourself with the hose, -� the woman said,
turning her nose up at the naked girl.   -�Work especially on those
disgusting feet of yours.  I will not have that dirt in my home. -�

   The girl, feeling that her life might actually be changing for the
better, rushed around to the back of the house and found a hose attached to
a nozzle.  Despite the chill that rushed through her body, she turned the
hose on and sprayed herself.  Using a smooth rock, she scrubbed the grime
off of the soles of her feet, doing the best she could without soap.  She
also cleaned the rest of her body, rubbing off the dirt that had
accumulated over the days she had been outside and naked.  Finally she felt
that she was presentable and went around front to knock on the door.

    -�Turn around, -� the woman said, appraising her.  The girl did as
commanded.   -�Lift your feet so I can see the bottoms. -� Embarrassingly,
the girl complied.   -�Not good enough.  Do it again. -� With that the door
closed and the girl was still left out in the cold.  She rushed around to
the back yard and did the work again, scrubbing her feet so hard that they
hurt.  Finally she was sure there was no sign of dirt or grime on them and
she tiptoed around front.  Again she knocked on the door.

    -�Show me your feet, -� the woman said harshly.  Again the naked girl
did as commanded.  This time the door remained open.

    -�Fine, now you may enter, -� the woman said.  The girl was relieved
and began to step towards the door when the woman stopped her.

    -�Not through this door, through the back.  Actually, there is a large
doggie door back there.  Use that. -�

   The girl went from happy to defeated in just one moment.  She had
thought she was getting help.  Instead she was being treated as bad as she
had back on the street.  Still, she had no other choice and tiptoed back to
the yard.  Seeing the doggie door, she got on her hands and knees and, with
great shame, crawled through the plastic door, her breasts dangling beneath
her, her boobs, with their erect nipples, swaying as she crawled.  She got
to her feet on a cold, tile room, dominated by a washer and dryer.

    -�Those clothes need to be laundered, -� the woman said, pointing to a
dirty pile of men -(TM)s, women -(TM)s and kids -(TM) clothes.   -�You will
stay in here until it is all done. -�

   For the nude girl, denied clothing for so long, this was torture.  She
began by emptying the dryer, moving the clothes from the washer to the now
empty dryer and then filling the washing machine.  Touching the warm, dry
clothes was horrible as she folded them neatly, leaving them in rough piles
according to who she thought they belonged to.

   Tediously she stayed in that room, losing track of time.  It was now
dark outside as she continued her work.  Finally, after nearly a dozen
loads of laundry, she was finished.  The clothes were folded and sorted as
best she could figure the owner.

   She was so hungry, having not had a thing to eat or drink in nearly a
day.  Slowly, she made her way out of the laundry room and found the house
quiet.  She guessed most people were asleep.

   On the counter was a glass of water and a sandwich with a note:  -�Girl,
here is your dinner.  When you finish, you may kneel in the laundry room
and wait for to wake up. -�

   The naked girl was so hungry that she greedily ate the sandwich and
water.  Though she was exhausted, she was obedient and a good girl and
knelt in the laundry room for hours until she saw the first signs of dawn.
Her knees ached on the hard tile floor and her body felt like it was going
to crumble but she hung in there and stayed in an upright kneeling
position.

   She heard footsteps and grew excited, hoping that she would soon be
allowed to stand.  She heard two adults talking and the sounds of children
in the background.  She cringed, not wanting them all to see her nudity,
especially the children.  Despite having been through so much and being
seen by many strangers, she was still a modest girl.

   She saw the woman from yesterday approach the laundry room.  Like an
obedient dog looking to please her mistress, she got even straighter, which
had the effect of sticking her breasts out.  The woman put her finger on
her lips and closed the laundry room door.

   The girl was heartbroken.  She had done such a good job, had been so
obedient.  She had expected a treat or some words of encouragement. 
Instead she was stuck in the laundry room.  The family outside in the
kitchen made the regular family noises, noises that she had once made with
her family.  Instead she was here, naked and alone.

   Finally the kids -(TM) voices disappeared and the woman reappeared in
the laundry room.

    -�Girl, you can remain here but you will live the way you are.  You
will remain naked and you will work for me and my family.  Otherwise, you
must leave here immediately.  What is your preference? -�

   The girl was stunned.  This woman who had taken her in, was offering her
a home but in terrible consequences.  No clothes, she would basically be a
naked slave for the family.  Still, what choice did she have?  She said, 
-�Maam, I would like to stay. -�

    -�Good, then get on your feet and follow me.  Take those piles with
you, -� she said, pointing to the two largest piles of clothes, which
obviously belonged to the two adults.   -�You can get those later. -�

   She carried the clothes, the closest she had been to being covered in
days and followed her new mistress to the bedrooms.  She was instructed on
how to put the clothes away.  The same was done for the children -(TM)s
clothes.

   After that was completed, she was given a bucket with soap and told to
wash the kitchen floor and then the bathrooms.  How her knees ached from
being on her hands and knees and cleaning the floors and toilets.  Finally
she was finished and waited on her knees for her mistress.

    -�Excellent, now follow me downstairs. -�

   As they descended into the basement, the warmth of the house grew less.
There was definitely a chill down here.  She was led to a room that looked
like it had been hastily constructed.  There were boxes piled to the
ceiling with a bare mattress on the floor.

    -�This is where you will sleep.  You will wait here until I come for
you.  My children will never know you exist.  Understood? -�

   The girl began to cry.  She was just a thing to this woman.  Still, she
obediently answered,  -�yes maam. -� The woman left her there and the girl
heard the door lock upstairs.  She was now a prisoner in this house,
trading the horrors of living on the street for slavery here inside.  She
wondered if she had made the right choice.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 13

   The sleeping girl thrashed her head from side to side yet her body
remained in the position of her legs spread in a v and her arms straight
above her.  Her mind moved quickly though, to another strange dream.

   ---

   The naked girl cowered in front of her master.  She had made a major
mistake in her farm duties and she was now to pay the price.

    -�Please Sir, have pity on me, -� she begged.   -�I am so weak and
tired and sore.  I won -(TM)t let it happen again. -�

    -�Girl, this has happened before --you are no good to me, -� the master
said as she sobbed at his feet.   -�Put her on the machine.  Leave her
there for 48 hours. -�

   The crowd gasped.  This poor girl was going to be punished for two full
days.  No one ever had been locked into the machine for more than a few
hours at a time but no one had ever done something this bad.

   The girl screamed and cried but the male slaves were strong and easily
lifted her, especially in her weakened condition.  They carried her over to
the  -�machine, -� a contraption invented by the master to punish the
female slave.  The women were strapped in and long, narrow tubes would be
pistoned in and out of their lower holes until they had an orgasm.  Of
course this all happened in a very public spot on the plantation, where all
of the other slaves, workers and passersby would see.  Usually the slave
was punished for an hour or two but this would be way beyond anything they
had ever seen.

    -�Lock her in, -� one of the slave drivers shouted.  The men easily
handled the struggling girl.  They put her in the seat frame which had no
bottom so there was easy access, and strapped her ankles tightly before
putting another strap around her belly to hold her tight against the back
of the chair.  They pulled her arms up and strapped her wrists to a bar
above her head.

   This was easily the most beautiful slave on a plantation filled with
young, beautiful slaves.  She had long, curly red hair, round, full
breasts, skin that was now tan but still maintained its sheen, nipples that
were long and pointy and long, thin legs that were shapely and gorgeous. 
Even her feet, despite years of pounding uncovered on the bare earth of the
farm, were pretty.

   The girl was completely immobile though she tested her bindings
thoroughly, trying to escape.  She had been a bad slave often, struggling
with even the easiest of tasks.  She had suffered many punishments under
her Master -(TM)s hand but never this and never for this long.

    -�Insert the vaginal probe. -�

   The slaves who worked punishment duty were the best and most loyal. 
They had earned the trust of their master and were rewarded.  This
punishment was definitely a reward for them.  The largest one positioned
the tube near the girl -(TM)s spread sex and placed it at the entrance. 
Slowly he thrust the tube into the girl -(TM)s vagina, causing her to
grimace and cry out in humiliation, pain and a little bit of pleasure. 
That was the worst part of this punishment for the girl slaves --they were
humiliated at the public spectacle of the moment but also by the fact that
their bodies betrayed them by being brought to orgasm.

    -�Insert the anal probe. -�

    -�No, please no, please don -(TM)t do this to me, -� the girl screamed
and thrashed but did not move an inch.

   Slowly the tube made its way towards her poor, puckered anus.  Without
any lube or warning, the man pushed it in, past the sphincter and in.  The
girl screamed in pain and every woman watching instinctively grimaced.

    -�Now power up the machine and let the punishment begin. -�

   With that, the slave started the machine up and the tubes began to
piston in and out of the poor girl who moaned at the invasion but also in
pleasure.  It was such a full feeling, one she had never experienced.  In
some ways she guessed that pieces of it were pleasurable but not like this
and not in her butt.

   Soon, the machinations of the tubes were too much and the girl screamed
out, humiliated by her body -(TM)s betrayal in front of all these people.

    -�Back to work everyone, -� the slave driver said, and the rest of the
slaves and workers went back to their duties, leaving the poor girl to
suffer alone.  She was so miserable and tired but the tubes did the trick.
In no time at all she was cumming again, screaming out her misery to no
one, though some who were working nearby glanced up.  The poor girl was
getting delirious, smelling pancakes, a favorite from her time as a child
before her slave days.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 14

   Back in the present, Tami awoke with a start after the two awful dreams.
The smell of pancakes filled the room.  She realized that her legs were
brazenly spread and, instinctively she brought them together.  Even in a
room alone, she was modest and did not like to have her legs spread.  Her
mother had taught her that good girls kept their legs closed and no matter
how long she had been naked and exposed, that rule and her mother -(TM)s
voice kept playing in her head.

   She felt the slimy residue of Rod seeping out of her and she leapt off
the bed, not wanting to leave a stain on the bare mattress.  That would be
humiliating.  Gratefully the slime did not seep to the floor overnight. 
Looking around for something to wipe with and finding nothing, she was
panicked.  She desperately wanted to avoid leaving the room with Rod
leaking out of her sex.

   Tami went over to Myeka -(TM)s underwear drawer.  Remembering that every
girl has a pair or two of ratty panties lying around, for those days when
you have your period or if you are just hanging around in sweats, Tami
rummaged through.  She found three pairs of older, worn panties; the nude
girl felt bad but thought that Myeka might not even miss one pair,
especially with a drawer full of underwear.  She grabbed an old pair of
blue cotton bikini briefs that had a small hole at the waistband.  Looking
nervously at the door, Tami used the blue material to wipe her sex clean.
She looked and saw the goo had made a stain on the panties.

   Now, what to do with the panties?  There was no trash can in the room
but of course that would not work anyway as they would be detected.  She
had no place to hide them since she wore no pants and that meant she had no
pockets.  She could stuff them into her small bag but she worried that Rod
might look inside later that night when they were packing or that one of
her roommates would see it when she unpacked.  She didn -(TM)t want to have
to explain why she had a pair of panties in her bag.

   Seeing no place else to go with it, the naked girl looked at the bed;
she lifted the mattress away from the box spring and slid the now soiled
panties between them.  She felt bad doing it, wondering what would happen
when they were found but she figured she would be long gone and would not
be blamed.  She worried that Myeka might get in some trouble for it but
didn -(TM)t think she had a choice.

   She grabbed her toothbrush and headed towards the bathroom to look as
presentable as possible at breakfast.  She was still a bit shaken by her
dreams, both involving being held against her will and public nudity.  She
knew that, subconsciously, she felt that she was a slave, forced into a
life style not of her own choosing.  These dreams were her mind -(TM)s
attempts to deal with the tremendous mental strain it was constantly on. 
It was exhausting to always be dealing with the remnants of her lie.  That
fact, coupled with the awful shame that she was forced to deal with all the
time, caused her to be mentally fatigued and was almost too much to handle.

   Just as she entered the hallway, a pretty young girl came out of the
bathroom, a towel wrapped around her body and another around her head after
a shower.

    -�Oh God, I -(TM)m sorry, I didn -(TM)t know you were awake, -� the
girl said, her eyes going up and down Tami -(TM)s naked body appraisingly.
Tami wanted to curl up into a ball.  This exposure seemed so personal here
in Rod -(TM)s house.  She didn -(TM)t know the girl but she obviously knew
her.

    -�Um, yeah, just got up, -� Tami said.

    -�Yeah, I went in and saw you conked out, -� the girl said.  Tami
cringed, remembering the position in which she had awoken.  She wondered if
this girl had seen her spread eagle with Rod -(TM)s sperm leaking out of
her.   -�I just slept on the couch instead. -�

   The two women stood there awkwardly, neither one knowing what to say. 
Finally Tami spoke up.   -�I -(TM)m Tami, Rod -(TM)s girlfriend. -�

   The girl smiled.   -�I know that silly, of course you -(TM)re Tami.  Not
too many other naked girls around the house.  Well, I guess under this
towel I am naked but I live here. -�

   Tami still was not getting it.  The girl saw Tami -(TM)s obvious
puzzlement and offered a hand.   -�I -(TM)m Myeka, Rod -(TM)s sister.  I
came home late from school. -� The realization registered on Tami -(TM)s
face as she took the girl -(TM)s hand and shook.  It was strange but
meeting Myeka while they were sort of on even footing felt good to Tami,
though she would kill for the luxury to be allowed to wrap herself in a
towel.  Still, Myeka was mostly naked; the only areas covered extended from
just above her breasts to mid-thigh.

    -�Nice to meet you, -� Tami said.

    -�Oh girl, I have heard so much about you, -� Myeka said, pulling the
naked girl in for a hug.  Tami was startled but appreciated the feel of the
thick, soft towel rubbing against her poor, bare boobs and nipples,
uncovered so long.  She now lived vicariously through others and through
the brief contact with clothes.   -�Rod is in love with you, big time. 
Hope you don -(TM)t hurt my big bro.  He seems tough but inside he -(TM)s
just a pussy cat. -�

   Tami blushed.   -�I would never hurt Rod, -� she said shyly.   -�I love
Rod. -�

    -�I know, I know.  Now, go and wash up, -� Myeka said.   -�We can catch
up during breakfast. -�

   Myeka turned sideways to pass by Tami who did the same.  Her breasts
grazed the girl -(TM)s towel as they passed, sending a shiver down the
naked girl -(TM)s body.  She had to admit, she missed Jen and her magic
tongue right now.

   Tami wondered if she had a few extra minutes to take a shower and finish
off her horniness.  The encounter with Myeka, though benign, had put her on
edge.  That and the fact that she had only experienced two orgasms
yesterday (low for her) made her body feeling charged up.

   She slid into the bathroom and saw two freshly folded towels on the
counter.  Myeka called out from the hallway.   -�Tami, those towels are for
you, -� she said.   -�I figured you could use two towels like me.  It
-(TM)s impossible to dry yourself and your hair with just one towel, don
-(TM)t you think? -�

   Yeah right, she was used to drying her body and hair with just three
small washcloths since Wanda had decreed that a regular towel would be too
much covering.  Two towels was an embarrassment of riches.

    -�Thank you Myeka, you are too nice, -� Tami said, closing the door to
the bathroom.  For a second she wondered if someone with no modesty would
have closed the door but she could always use the excuse that she didn
-(TM)t want to make Mr.  and Mrs.  Sykes uncomfortable if they walked in on
her.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 15

   She started the shower, letting it warm considerably.  She was so used
to being cold all the time during the winter that she had become accustomed
to showers that were nearly scalding hot.  While the water got to that
level, Tami stood in front of the vanity mirror, examining herself.

   Her red hair was showing some grey strands, a sign to her of the stress
she had been under during her year of nudity.  Still, despite all of the
strain and abuse heaped on her, she felt that she had help up remarkably
well.  Her eyes shined a vibrant green.  Her face still showed its Irish
complexion, freckles dotting her cheeks and nose.  There was a hint of red
in her cheeks, making blush and rouge unnecessary.

   Looking lower, she saw her breasts standing tall even with all of the
abuse they had received.  They were full and perky and still firm despite
not being encased in a bra for nearly a year.  She had thought her boobs
would sag after not being lifted by the bra but they were still in good
shape.

   Her nipples were longer than before, after being erect for nine months
and pulled and scraped by that damn machine at Chalfont.  Her aureoles were
still dime shaped and remained pinkish, the same color as her nipples. 
Further down, her belly was concave, beyond flat, from months of exercise
and dieting.  A naked girl can -(TM)t afford even a few extra pounds,
though she wondered if people would look at her less if she gained some
weight.  Her vanity would not allow her to try it out.  Plus, with all of
the exercise on her grounds job plus the orgasms at Chalfont and the miles
walking the campus, she was in too good of shape to put on serious weight.

   She could only see the top of her pubic mound in this mirror but, even
though she had been shaved for weeks now, it still felt weird to see no
hair in that area.  For the first few months of her enforced nudity, it had
provided the only cover she knew.  She craved that cover but had to
relinquish it, another in a long line of events created to break her.  Now
she was required to keep it shaved and she did so reluctantly.

   Noticing that steam was now appearing in the shower she hopped in.  She
remembered that this shower did not possess the hot water heater capacity
that her dorm shower did so she hurried to get clean.  Her dorm shower had
been her oasis from the prying eyes and the battering weather.  She had
spent much time in the shower, covering herself.

   Showering was such a long process for a naked girl --she had to ensure
that every last inch of her body was clean because every last inch of her
body was on display.  She would be mortified if any part of her was not
clean, another remnant of her mother -(TM)s training.

   During showers, she especially took time to work on her anus.  She was
always on edge that it would not be clean during one of the many times that
she had to display it.  No girl she knew had to worry about the cleanliness
of her butthole, another fact that made Tami so special.

   She also scraped the bottom of her feet.  Her bare soles took a beating
and were constantly getting dirty.  It bothered her when her feet got black
so she was very careful to keep them clean.  She had been given a scraper
by Wanda to get the worst of the grime and the dead skin off.

   Finally, she washed her hair, her beautiful, long, red hair.  It was
always a source of pride to her and in her current state it was all she had
from her previous clothed life.  Her hair was the only part of her that was
not skin and she loved it.  In high school back when she wore clothes, she
had chosen to mostly wear it up in a ponytail.  Now she almost always chose
to wear it down in an effort to cover her breasts.  It was all she had to
cover herself though she had to be careful not to cover too much lest she
be accused of modesty.

   She was grateful that Myeka had left her shampoo and conditioner in the
shower.  Tami sniffed the bottles and noticed that they smelled tropical.
She liberally filled her hands with the shampoo and lathered her hair.  The
hot water caused the soap to bubble down her body and she shivered at the
sensation, despite the heat.  She slid her right hand between her legs and
began to rub her sex.  She was always on edge and her dreams had caused a
fire inside of her.  Though they were horrible in reality, the thought of
it did something to her.  After months of constant nudity, she was trained
to cum, like a freak in an x-rated circus.  In no time at all, her body
responded and she was quivering as an orgasm washed over her like the
water.

   She let the orgasm run its course before pulling her hand away, running
it under the water to clean her fingers.  She then poured conditioner into
her hands and lathered her hair again.  She luxuriated under the warm
stream as the water cleaned and conditioned her hair.

   Using a loofa that was hanging there, she rubbed her body clean.  It
felt so good to her poor, battered skin to rub soothing mixtures over it.
She spent a lot of time on her breasts, then her belly and then her long
legs.  She grabbed her razor from the counter and, after spraying lotion on
her them, she shaved each leg.  She did the same to her pubic region and
her underarms.  Unlike the dorm shower, this was a luxury, using the tub to
raise her legs a bit, making it easier to get the whole leg done.

   Finally she was done, just as the water cooled.  She turned the shower
off and wrung her hair to get the worst of the water off.  She then shook
her body dry a bit, a habit since she usually had only small wash clothes
to use to dry.  This made her breasts bounce up and down which would have
embarrassed her if anyone else had been there to see it.

   She remembered the towels.  Did she dare use both?  Yes, she thought,
she would use the towels.  Stepping out of the shower, she grabbed the big
bath towel and dried herself.  Looking nervously at the closed door, she
tentatively pulled the towel around her, tying it tight above her breasts
as Myeka had done.

   Tami -(TM)s breath was short and shallow as she caught a vision of
herself clothed in this towel.  A year ago, this would have felt naked to
her but now it was like wearing the fanciest gown in the world.  She
stepped out of the tub, happy that there was no sign of her pussy or
breasts as she moved around the bathroom.  Her sex parts were private,
hidden to view the way they had always been meant to be.

   Taking the other towel, she dried her long hair, bending over at the
waist to dry underneath.  This had always been hard to do with the wash
cloths.  Using the towel made her feel like a queen.  Though it had been a
while, she instinctively knew how to secure the towel in place on her head
so that her hair was covered and drying.

   She stayed like that for a few moments while she brushed her teeth and
applied a little makeup.  It felt so good to not be naked while performing
these tasks.  She did everything naked anymore and it was wonderful to be
covered while performing a mundane task like putting on makeup or brushing
her teeth, though she figured that many women did these tasks naked every
day.  She put one leg up on the toilet and spread some lotion that was in
the medicine cabinet on them.  She repeated the act with her other leg and
then her arms and the rest of her body that was not covered by the towel.
It felt so good to pamper her body in this way, especially after the abuse
it received so often.

   She jumped, startled, when she heard a knock on the door.  Without
thinking she undid the towel covering her body and let it drop on the
floor, instinctively kicking it to the side in a heap.  She did the same
with the towel on her head and said,  -�come in. -� Once again, her
sanctuary had been invaded.

   She was relieved when the bald head of her boyfriend peeked into the
door.  She never minded being naked in front of him.   -�Hmm, hmm, you look
good babe.  Wish I could come in and join you but breakfast is being served
--your favorite, pancakes. -�

    -�Oh Rod, you -(TM)re my favorite, -� she said in a soft but sexy voice
as she moved closer and kissed him softly on the lips.   -�Come in here
first, it won -(TM)t take me long, I promise.  The pancakes can wait. -�
She moved her body to show off her breasts to their fullest extent.  It had
the desired effect on the man as she realized when she ran her hand over
his crotch.

    -�Oh God Tami, you are unreal, -� he said, pulling back.   -�But my
sister is 10 feet away in her room and my mom and dad are downstairs.  I
promise you I will make it worth your while when we get back to school. -�

    -�Fine, if you don -(TM)t want me, I -(TM)ll have to find someone else
to take care of me, -� she said, feigning disappointment.

    -�Babe, you know that will never happen, -� he said with a smile.  
-�Finish up and come on downstairs. -�

   She smiled and returned to her teeth.  She noticed, sadly, that he had
left the door open a bit.  After all, why did she need it closed, she had
no modesty.  After a few minutes of feeling like a normal girl, Tami was
back to being the nudist, though it was good while it lasted.

   She finished her tasks, including brushing her hair, and was about to
leave the bathroom when she remembered to pee.  Tami figured this was the
best time since no one was around.  She went to the toilet and sat down,
releasing into the bowl as she unwound some paper to wipe.  Just then, Mr.
Sykes walked by and the two made eye contact and froze.  Nothing moved and
there was not a sound except for the stream that Tami could not control
hitting the water.  She was mortified that the man was watching her pee,
such an intimate act.  Mr.  Sykes was fascinated at the sight of the naked
girl in such an organic moment but embarrassed to have caught her so
intimately.

   Without a word, the man turned around and headed back downstairs. 
Glumly she wiped herself, depositing the tissue into the bowl and flushed.
After washing her hands, she picked up her bag and the used towels and
headed back to Myeka -(TM)s room.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 16

   The door was shut.  Tami hesitated but since this room had been her home
base since she arrived, she knocked.

    -�Yes, -� said Myeka.

    -�Um, it -(TM)s me Tami, -� the naked girl asked.   -�Can I come in? -�

    -�Sure. -�

   Tami pushed open the door and gasped.  Myeka was standing there naked,
rubbing lotion onto her legs, the same thing that Tami had just been doing.
Clothes were lying on the bed, obviously selected for wear that day.  Tami
noticed that a laptop was sitting on the end table.

    -�Oh sorry, I was just getting lotion on before dressing for the day,
-� the girl said, holding her arms over her breasts and crossing her legs.
-�I didn -(TM)t think you would mind.  Sorry I embarrassed you. -�

   Tami was panicking.  She could not let the girl think she had any
modesty or minded seeing her naked.   -�No, I -(TM)m not embarrassed at
all, I don -(TM)t get embarrassed.  I don -(TM)t believe in modesty, -� she
said.   -�It -(TM)s just that I -(TM)m usually the only one naked around my
dorm and I wasn -(TM)t expecting it.  Everyone else is so modest around me.
They change in the closet or behind the drawers so no one sees them.  It
-(TM)s crazy to me. -�

   Myeka relaxed and went back to putting lotion on her body.   -�Good, I
was worried I had offended you, -� she said.   -�I -(TM)m not too modest
either but I don -(TM)t normally run around naked.  It -(TM)s just I
dropped my towel to try on some clothes and didn -(TM)t feel like putting
it back on. -�

   The always naked girl examined the other nude in the room.  Myeka -(TM)s
breasts were hanging down as she worked on her legs.  They were much larger
than Tami -(TM)s, a full 36D or so Tami knew from looking at the bras.  Her
middle was a bit thicker than Tami -(TM)s, not that Myeka was fat.  She was
much fuller than Tami is all.  Her legs were nice and shapely but not thin
like Tami -(TM)s.  Myeka was gorgeous, no doubt about it.  Her skin was the
color of caramel, a good combination of her mom and dad.

   The girl was sitting on the bare bed.  Tami felt bad about that but just
stood there with the wet towels and her bag.   -�I didn -(TM)t mean to
bother you or anything but I didn -(TM)t know where else to put my bag. -�

    -�No problem, you can leave it here, -� Myeka said, a smile on her
round face.   -�You can put the towels in the hamper over there. -�

   Tami did both things and returned to where Myeka sat.  she was
fascinated by the naked girl.  During her months of nudity, it was
extremely rare for her to be in the presence of another naked girl.  Even
her few times licking Jen had been brief and Jen only was bottomless.  She
remembered that Jen had quickly covered up after cumming.  At least she had
the luxury of doing that.  After her orgasms, Tami was still naked, often
cumming over and over.

    -�Sorry about your bed Myeka, -� Tami said shyly.   -�I -(TM)m a nudist
and don -(TM)t believe in covers, not even in bed.  Your mom said it was
okay. -�

    -�Don -(TM)t sweat it, I -(TM)m not here long this trip anyway, -� she
said.   -�Just came home to grab a dress for a formal at school, do some
laundry and see you and Rod and my parents.  Wanted to be here yesterday
but never made it. -�

   Tami looked at the clothes on the bed and realized they were not Myeka
had planned to wear today but instead were outfits that she might possibly
wear to the formal.

    -�I know you don -(TM)t wear clothes but would you mind helping me pick
an outfit for a formal dance at school?  Would that be against your
religion? -�

    -�No not at all, it would be my pleasure, -� she said.   -�Just because
I don -(TM)t believe in wearing clothes doesn -(TM)t mean that I don -(TM)t
appreciate them in others or that they should follow my lead.  In fact, I
spend a lot of time watching what my friends wear.  I seem to notice things
a lot more since I -(TM)ve been naked. -�

    -�Good.  What I was planning on doing was taking pictures of each
outfit and emailing them to Russell, my boyfriend, -� Myeka said.   -�That
way I don -(TM)t have to lug all of the outfits to school with me. -�

   The girl stood up and walked towards her drawers.  Opening the one that
Tami remembered well from last night, she pulled out a black, lace thong
and slid them up her legs.  Tami felt a pang in her heart.  She was no
longer the only girl naked.  She was the only girl not allowed the option
of pulling on panties.  Myeka followed by putting on a matching black lace
bra that snugly raised her breasts.  Tami thought she looked amazing.

    -�Now, I narrowed my choices down to these three outfits, -� the girl
said, moving towards the bed.  She picked up a dress that was midnight
green.  Myeka pulled it on and Tami had to admit the girl was gorgeous. 
The dress was snug in all the right places, on Myeka -(TM)s breasts and
over her hips and butt.  There were spaghetti straps that showed off her
bare shoulders with just a hint of cleavage.  The dress hung to about two
inches above her knee, giving a great view of her legs.

    -�Wow, you look great in that, -� Tami said.   -�With a pair of heels,
you will be unreal. -�

    -�Oh thanks, -� Myeka said.   -�You really like it that much? -�

    -�Oh God yes.  Almost makes me wish I weren -(TM)t a nudist so I could
borrow it. -�

   Myeka laughed as she studies herself in the mirror.

    -�You -(TM)re right, this dress looks good on me, -� she said with a
smile.   -�Would you mind taking a picture? -�

    -�Sure, -� Tami said, picking up the digital camera on the dresser.  
-�Do you want to put the shoes on for the photo? -�

    -�No, need to leave something to surprise him the night of the formal.
-�

   Tami raised the camera to her face and, looking into the screen on the
back of the camera, took a long shot of Myeka who posed as if modeling,
causing Tami to laugh.  She took a few more and then had Myeka turn around
and took some of the back of the dress ( -�not that a boy is going to care
about that, -� Myeka had explained.   -�That -(TM)s for my girls back at
school. -�).

   Myeka stepped out of the green dress and pulled out a silver one.  This
one was not nearly as nice and was a showy metallic color.  It was bolder
where the green had been classy.

   Myeka pulled it on and it looked good.  Tami -(TM)s face though
registered the fact that it was not as nice as the other one.  Way more of
Myeka -(TM)s breasts were on display, with her boobs nearly spilling out.
The dress was short too, showing off Myeka -(TM)s legs but Tami thought it
looked trashy.

    -�Well, you don -(TM)t like it right? -�

    -�Um, no you still look great, just not as good as the other one. -�

   Myeka looked in the full-length mirror, turning to the side and then the
back.   -�You -(TM)re right but I guess I -(TM)ll send the photo anyway. -�
Tami took some more photos of this one but lacked some of the enthusiasm.

   Myeka stripped out of that one and went to a black dress.  She pulled it
on and Tami noticed that it was completely and totally different than the
last two.  This dress covered Myeka from her neck to her ankles.  It had
long sleeves and was sweater-like in material.  Though it was pretty, Tami
felt that a gorgeous young girl like Myeka should wear something sexy. 
This was something a librarian would wear, though Tami saw the value in
wearing something that fully covered her body.

   Myeka went to the mirror and looked at her image.  Again she frowned.  
-�Not so much right, -� she asked.  Tami nodded.

    -�It -(TM)s a nice dress but does nothing for you, -� Tami said, though
she still envied the girl -(TM)s covering.

    -�Alright, take the pictures, -� Myeka said.  Again the girl modeled
the dress and Tami snapped away.

    -�Great, let -(TM)s download them and send them to Russell, -� Myeka
said.

   KNOCK KNOCK.   -�Ladies, breakfast is ready, -� said the voice which
both girls knew was Rod.

    -�Rodney, would you let your girlfriend and sister do some girl things
in here and leave us alone, -� Myeka said, faking anger.   -�We -(TM)ll be
down to breakfast when we are ready and not before.  Now go! -�

   The two girls giggled.   -�Love you honey, -� Tami said sweetly.

    -�Now Tami, don -(TM)t let that Myeka be a bad influence over you, -�
Rod said with a laugh.   -�You -(TM)re a good girl. -�

   He walked away and the girls laughed.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 17

    -� --have you ever done it with a girl? -�

   Tami -(TM)s stomach tightened.  She knew that she and Myeka were passing
a certain point in their relationship, beyond friends, even beyond brother
-(TM)s girlfriend/boyfriend -(TM)s sister.

   The naked girl did not know whether or not to be honest.  Honesty would
probably force an embarrassing moment but she also did not want to appear
to be lying if Myeka ever found out that she did indeed  -�do it -� with
Jen on a regular basis.

    -�Um, well, -� she said, her face turning red.

    -�Oh my God, Tami, I -(TM)m sorry, I have offended you haven -(TM)t I,
-� asked Myeka.   -�Forget I said anything, I was just curious about other
girls and thought that if I could talk to anybody about a sexual matter it
would be you.  I -(TM)m sorry, I didn -(TM)t mean to offend you and your
religion. -�

   Tami -(TM)s mind started to race.  Had she just betrayed some modesty by
not being willing to talk about lesbian sex or could it be assumed that a
religious woman would be against that kind of thing?  She wondered if word
would get to Rod and maybe back to campus that she had become embarrassed
by Myeka -(TM)s question.  She decided to get it over with.

    -�No Myeka, I -(TM)m not embarrassed at all, -� she said.   -�In fact,
I don -(TM)t believe in modesty. -�

   The other girl gave a smile of relief.   -�Oh thank God, I was worried I
had offended you, though I was surprised that a girl without modesty would
be upset about a question on sex. -�

    -�No, not at all, -� Tami stammered.   -�I was just surprised to hear
you say it.  Never thought that was something you would be into. -�

    -�Well not into really, just curious, -� Myeka said.   -�I love Russell
and we have wonderful times together.  But I -(TM)ve heard that a girl can
really satisfy another girl and my roommates and I sometimes joke about it.
I just wondered what it was like but I -(TM)ve been too ashamed to ask
someone. -�

   Tami got quiet.  It took every ounce of strength to answer.   -�Well, I
have had sex with another girl, -� she said, hoping that her face was not
turning a bright red, a dead giveaway that she was embarrassed.   -�In
fact, she is my roommate at Campbell-Frank and she licks me almost every
day. -�

   Now it was Myeka -(TM)s turn to turn red.   -�Oh God Tami, I had no
idea, -� she said.   -�Does Rod know? -�

   Tami nodded.   -�Yeah, he knows but I don -(TM)t know that he is always
happy about it. -�

   The two girls were quiet for a moment.  Then Myeka asked the magical
question.   -�So, how does it feel? -�

   Tami -(TM)s throat got dry as she answered.   -�Well, it is nowhere near
as good as having sex with a man, that full feeling is s great, -� she
answered.   -�But, it is really good.  My friend, Jen, is so gentle with me
and she totally understands what I like and what she should do.  It -(TM)s
as if she can tell what will work because it works on her. -�

   The room got quiet again.  Tami could tell that Myeka was deep in
thought.   -�Tami, this might be strange but would it be weird if, um, if
we, ah, did it, now? -�

   Tami was torn.  The conversation was turning her on but the thought that
she was only a plaything, used for sex, bothered her.  Plus this was Rod
-(TM)s sister.  Tami planned to be married to Rod and knew that Myeka would
be in her life for years to come.  Could she live with the fact that they
had done it?

    -�Well, if you won -(TM)t be weirded out by it, I -(TM)m fine, -� she
finally answered.   -�I mean, I don -(TM)t believe in modesty right?  It
-(TM)s just sex and it -(TM)s beautiful. -�

   Wordlessly, Tami uncurled her leg and spread them, showing her vagina to
the other girl and spreading her legs in invitation.  With a quickness that
Tami had not expected, Myeka leaned in and kissed her on the lips.  Tami
could not deny the familiar feeling inside of her as the girl -(TM)s full
lips pressed against hers.  Feeling bolder, Myeka moved over and straddled
the naked girl.  Tami felt the warm sweatshirt and sweatpants press against
her body, grazing her erect nipples.  Tami moaned at the feel of it though
she was sure Myeka would mistake it for passion.

   The two girls kissed for a while before Myeka -(TM)s hands moved to cup
Tami -(TM)s bare breasts.  Being naked of course made it easier to have sex
and also, most likely, put sex into everyone -(TM)s thoughts more often. 
Tami knew that she thought about sex a lot, as did most of the people
around her.  She wondered if that was normal or did her nudity bring it out
in people.  Perhaps her  -�openness -� towards sex made people, like Myeka
and Jen, feel comfortable enough to express their thoughts on the subject.

   Myeka -(TM)s broke off the kiss and moved her mouth to Tami -(TM)s
breasts.  Her nipples were of course an inviting target and soon Myeka was
sucking on them, her tongue circling them.  Tami moaned --her nipples were
so abused by the elements (they were always achingly erect) and at
Chalfont. This felt so nice.  Rarely were her nipples treated this well by
Jen or Rod, both of whom only paid minimal attention to her boobs.  Both
seemed to love her mouth and her vagina, choosing to focus on those areas.
But, for Tami, her breasts, and especially her nipples, were an erogenous
zone and she was getting wet just from the attention Myeka was lavishing on
them.

   Myeka -(TM)s hand moved between Tami -(TM)s legs and she pulled off Tami
-(TM)s left nipple and gave her a cat-like smile.   -�Why you are very
responsive, aren -(TM)t you Tami, -� she said in a mock taunt.   -�Either
that or I am a natural at this. -�

   Tami moaned in response as Myeka rubbed her fingers up and down the now
wet slit.  The girl put her mouth around Tami -(TM)s nipple again and the
nude girl -(TM)s whole body shivered in pleasure, a moan of ecstasy
erupting.  Myeka then slid first one finger then two into Tami -(TM)s lubed
sex and the girl -(TM)s body arched, her hips and butt rising off the couch
to press into Myeka -(TM)s hand.  In just a few more moments, after Myeka
-(TM)s fingers pistoned inside of her eight or nine more times, Tami came
loudly in a voice quite unlike her own.  For her part, Myeka just held on,
milking the orgasm like Jen did.  Turns out Myeka was a natural.

   After Tami -(TM)s orgasm subsided, Myeka let the nipples pop out of her
mouth and the girl slid down so that her face was in Tami -(TM)s crotch. 
Tami moaned,  -�no, please, -� but, as usual, she was ignored as Myeka let
her tongue run up and down the length of the bare pussy.  Tami -(TM)s cried
out in shame and pleasure.  She loved how her body felt right now but
having Rod -(TM)s sister licking her bare sex was not something she could
have ever imagined.  Still, she had never fully came down from the last
orgasm so another one was not far away.  Myeka -(TM)s tongue went up and
down, paying special attention to Tami -(TM)s now erect clit.  Every so
often, the girl -(TM)s tongue would poke into between the slick lips,
causing an extra moan.

   Tami knew that another orgasm was imminent.  She grabbed Myeka -(TM)s by
her hair and pressed her face further into her sex.  This was all the girl
needed to reach her second orgasm in less than a minute.

   The two went at it like this for several minutes, allowing Tami to
achieve orgasm after orgasm.  The exhausted girl tried to push Myeka away,
-�please, I can -(TM)t, need a second, -� she whimpered, but Myeka was like
a woman possessed and continued licking Tami.  The naked girl slid off the
couch and onto the floor but Myeka remained vaccummed suctioned against her
sex.  Tami finally managed to slide around so that Myeka was on top of her
and Tami -(TM)s head was between the girl -(TM)s legs, which were still
encased in sweatpants.  Tami started to pull the pants off but Myeka
grabbed Tami -(TM)s wrist.   -�Wait.  I don -(TM)t know if I -(TM)m ready,
-� she said, her mouth just momentarily off of Tami -(TM)s sex.

   Tami was floored.  The girl had spent several minutes licking her boobs
and pussy, giving her orgasm after orgasm but when the time came for her to
receive she wasn -(TM)t ready.  The always nude girl was tired of being the
only one who was in these situations.  She decided then and there to be the
aggressor.

    -�OHHHHH, -� she cried out as Myeka sucked on her clit.  Tami grabbed
at the girl -(TM)s waistband and pulled them over her ass.  The girl made a
noise in protest but did not stop sucking.  Tami pulled the pants down to
Myeka -(TM)s knees and then did the same with her panties.  Now Tami was
inches away from the girl -(TM)s sex.

   Though not completely shaven, it was much more groomed than Tami -(TM)s
had been before her recent denuding.  There was just a little strip of dark
black curly hair an inch or so above her slit.

   Tami could smell Myeka -(TM)s excitement.  The odor was strong after
being held in by the girl -(TM)s panties and sweatpants.  She must have
been stewing for the entire time she was giving Tami orgasm after orgasm.
Tami could make out a glisten on the lips and between the labia.

   This was one of the blessing and a curse moments for the naked girl. 
She never had to worry about her sex smelling bad after being cooped up in
panties and pants.  Her juices just flowed and frequently she knew that
people could smell her arousal.

   She lifted her head and touched Myeka -(TM)s sex with her tongue.  The
girl screamed out in surprise and pleasure, trying to buck away.  But Tami
held firm and the two girls began licking each other in a 69.  Both girls
moaned into the other -(TM)s pussy as the licking went on.  Tami came once
and was on the verge of cumming again when Myeka lifted her face out of the
sex she was licking and cried out in a loud orgasm.  Tami felt the girl
-(TM)s legs shaking as she pressed her sex down onto Tami -(TM)s face.  She
rode the orgasm, as she had learned from Jen and let the orgasm reach a
huge plateau before subsiding, leaving Myeka in a heap on top of Tami
-(TM)s bare body.  Finally, the girl was done, too tired to continue
licking Tami.

   After a few moments of Tami gently licking the pussy just above her
face, Myeka slid off.

    -�Tami, that was amazing, -� she said, her face glistening with Tami
-(TM)s juices.  Tami could tell that she had some of Myeka on her face as
well.   -�You are incredible, such a capacity for sex.  I -(TM)ve never
seen anything like it. -�

   Tami blushed but smiled.   -�You were wonderful. -�





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 18

   The girls got to their knees and then feet.  Myeka self-consciously
grabbed her panties and pulled them on followed by her pants.  Tami knew
the routine --it always felt weird when Jen did the same thing at school.
Even after sharing such an intimate moment, other girls always felt strange
being naked and quickly dressed.  Of course Tami had no choice but to be
naked.

    -�Oh boy, we left a wet spot on the cushion, -� Myeka said with a
giggle.   -�Have to turn that one over. -�

   Tami was embarrassed, knowing that was her juice that had stained the
cushion and that Rod -(TM)s parents would be sitting on it, not knowing
what laid beneath.

    -�Girl, you -(TM)d better go get cleaned up down there, -� Myeka said,
her gaze on Tami -(TM)s glistening sex.   -�While you -(TM)re gone I
-(TM)ll do something about the smell. -� Tami sniffed the air and realized
the room smelled of girl.  She went upstairs to clean her pussy, wetting a
washcloth that she found in the linen closet and then wiping clean her sex.
She then dried with another washcloth.

   She went into Myeka -(TM)s bedroom to drop the washcloths in the hamper.
She then remembered the soiled panties under the mattress.  Seeing that
Myeka had filled the hamper, she went in and grabbed the old panties and
stuffed them deep into the hamper, feeling better about not leaving the
soiled garment behind.

   Tami heard a car engine and looked out the window to see Rod and his
parents returning.  She ran down the steps to warn Myeka but was greeted by
the sight of the girl painting her toe nails, the window wide open and the
ceiling fan on.  The girl gave a smile when she noticed Tami had returned.

   The front door opened and Mrs.  Sykes walked in first.  She sniffed the
air and scrunched her eyes, trying to determine the smell.

    -�Hey Mom, just painting my toenails, -� Myeka said.   -�How was
church? -�

    -�Fine, -� the woman answered, still not convinced but unable to go any
further.  Rod and his dad walked in next and were also confronted on a
smell that was unusual.  Rod thought he recognized it but the smell of nail
polish threw him off a bit.

   The three took off their jackets and sat in the living room.  Tami
rushed to sit on the cushion that she had stained and Rod moved in next to
Myeka.  Mr.  and Mrs.  Sykes sat in easy chairs across the way.  Mr.  Sykes
was rewarded by a full view of Tami -(TM)s spread sex as she kept her knees
wide, as any good nudist would.

   The five talked casually for a while but Tami could tell that Rod -(TM)s
dad was struggling to keep his composure.  She felt bad for him and closed
her legs a bit.  The man licked his lips and seemed to shake his head and
get back into the conversation.

    -�Alright, I have some chores to do, -� Mrs.  Sykes stood and began to
leave the room.

    -�Me too, -� her husband said.   -�Time to get some yardwork done. -�

   Tami was very good at yardwork, having a lot of experience on the
grounds crew and with Ross at his house that one awful weekend.   -�I could
help if you -(TM)d like, -� she said to the man.

    -�Um, ah, yeah, sure Tami, that is very, um, nice of you, -� he said. 
-�I -(TM)m going upstairs to change into some work clothes.  I -(TM)ll meet
you out back. -�

   The man made his way upstairs, trying hard to conceal his erection. 
Tami noticed but was glad that neither Rod nor Myeka had.  She was used to
men getting erections around her --many could not help themselves when
presented with a naked girl, especially one as pretty as Tami.  Sometimes
she was even pleased when it happened, glad that she turned a man on in
such a way.  But not this time, in this place.  Tami did not want to
embarrass her boyfriend -(TM)s father in that way.

   She barely paid attention as Myeka and Rod chatted about school.  Still,
it felt good to be around a family again.  She missed this, missed being at
home in many ways.  This felt like a second home.

   Mr.  Sykes came down the steps and stood in the living room.  He was
wearing a long sleeve shirt, long pants and a hat, just the uniform to be
working in the garden.  Tami, of course, would wear nothing.  That was her
usual uniform.

   The man motioned for Tami to follow and the girl walked behind as they
made their way to the garage.  There Mr.  Sykes grabbed some tools and put
on gloves.   -�Do you wear gloves or is that against your religion, -� he
asked, a pair of gloves in his hand.  Tami -(TM)s mind whirled --were
gloves against her religion?  Would be so nice to have them on and protect
her poor hands but she worried that she might do something that would
reveal her true modest self so she politely declined.

    -�OK, your choice, -� he said.   -�Let -(TM)s head out. -� He handed
her some tools and the duo made their way outside.  Thankfully, for her
sake, he was headed for the backyard.  Tami was given responsibility for
weeding a bed behind the pool.  She shivered when she remembered the cold
water from when she was thrown in the day before.  Thankfully she was in
the warm sun now and no one but Mr.  Sykes was around.  She felt
comfortable with him, despite his obvious sexual pleasure.  What man would
be able to not get excited when sitting in such proximity to a beautiful
naked girl?

   The two started in their work.  Tami got so caught up in doing a good
job that she did not realize that she was on all fours, her boobs dangling
beneath her and her pussy and asshole on clear view from anyone looking
from behind.  Mr.  Sykes noticed and was unable to take his eyes off of the
girl and her not-private region.  He had never been confronted with a view
like this in real life.  Of course, like any red-blooded American man, he
had seen his share of porn but this was better than anything he had ever
seen.

   Truthfully, Tami got way more work done than Mr.  Sykes who was very
distracted.  He paid very close attention to his work when he heard the
sliding glass door open, figuring that his wife was coming out.  He was
right and realized it when he heard a gasp when the woman saw the display
that Tami was unintentionally giving.

    -�Um, sweetheart, need a drink, -� the woman said.  Tami backed out of
the bushes and sat back on her feet.  Her breasts had dirt stripes across
them, as if Tami had swiped at something and gotten dirt on there.  Her
knees also had dirt and the imprints of little rocks and grass on them. 
She seemed unfazed by it all as she gratefully took the drink that was
offered and drank it in one gulp.  Mr.  Sykes wiped sweat off his brow and
licked his suddenly dry lips.

    -�Um, why don -(TM)t you guys call it a day, -� the woman said.  
-�Tami, if you want, you can get cleaned up in the sink in the garage. 
Honey, why don -(TM)t you go upstairs and get a shower.  I -(TM)ll be up in
a minute. -�

   The man got the unspoken message, as did Tami.  Mrs.  Sykes was turned
on and was going to help relieve some of Mr.  Sykes -(TM) tension.  Tami
blushed as the couple excused themselves.  Tami grabbed the tools and
carried them to the garage, cleaning them and herself off there.  As she
was finishing, she heard a throat clear behind her.  She turned and smiled
when she saw Rod watching her.

    -�How long have you been there, -� she asked innocently.

    -�Long enough to be turned on, -� he said.  Her eyes went to his crotch
and she could see a bulge there.

    -�Oh my, did I do that to you, -� she said, mock shyness to her voice.
-�I am so sorry. -�

    -�Well, maybe you can help me take care of it, -� he said, moving
closer to her.

    -�You think, -� she asked.   -�How so? -�

   He was now inches from her and leaned in for a long, passionate kiss.  
-�Hmm, that -(TM)s nice, -� she said, her hands going for his belt and
button.  Once unclasped, she unzipped his pants and reached into his boxers
and pulled out his hard penis and balls so they rested on top of his
waistband.  Using her hand, she rubbed his long cock up and down, causing
him to moan.   -�Oh babe, that is so good, -� he moaned.

   Tami was always amazed at the power she had in her hand.  Rod was seven
inches taller and more than 100 pounds heavier but she controlled him with
just her hand.  Their eyes were locked onto each other as she stroked his
erect penis slowly, her other hand massaging his balls.  She dropped to her
knees, her eyes never leaving his, and slowly took him into her mouth.  He
moaned louder as the girl continued to stroke him, her other hand on his
balls.  He put his fingers in her hair and pushed her further onto his sex.
Luckily for her, Tami had gotten good at taking him deep into her mouth and
did not gag.  In just a few moments he cried out and filled her mouth with
his cum.

   Tami kept going, keeping him hard.  Rod cried in a mixture of pain and
pleasure.  Finally he got over the painful part and felt good again.  Tami
got to her feet and sat on the edge of the sink, spreading her legs.  Rod
got between her legs and easily slid into her now wet sex.  She stifled a
scream of pleasure.  Despite having had several orgasms under the tongue of
Myeka, she was still horny and Rod -(TM)s penis was met by a wet ....  Tami
grabbed the pipe above her as Rod pounded her.  Sometimes they made
passionate love but this was just animal sex, rutting into one another. 
Tami came hard but stayed silent.  Not long after her mind-numbing orgasm,
Rod came again, filling her with his juice.

   After a few moments, Rod withdrew with a kiss.  Tami closed her legs and
got to her now shaky legs.  She grabbed a wet rag and wiped her sex clean
so that there were no remnant of Rod leaking from her.  She had just
finished and Rod had just zipped up when Myeka came out.

    -�Lunch time, -� she said, her voice betraying the knowledge that she
knew what she had nearly interrupted.

    -�Coming, -� Rod said, smiling at his double entendre.  The two lovers
grabbed hands and entered the house.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 19

   An air of satisfaction settled over the kitchen table as the five
satiated adults sat and enjoyed lunch.  The men had sandwiches while the
women had salads.  Tami -(TM)s smiled as she poured Caesar dressing over
hers --it looked remarkably like Rod -(TM)s cum that had seeped out of her
earlier.  It made eating the salad even more enjoyable.

   The family was conversing and again, though not having much to add, Tami
felt very comfortable around these people despite the knowledge that she
was very naked in a place where people normally are dressed.  She felt the
cool, smooth wood of the kitchen chair beneath her bare butt and thighs;
this always served as a reminder of her nudity.

    -�So, are you going, -� Myeka asks Rod.  Tami was lost in her own
thoughts and had missed the first part of the conversation.

    -�No, I don -(TM)t think so, -� his eyes darting to Tami and then back
to his sister, trying to send a subtle message.

    -�Going where, -� Tami asks.

    -�Nowher--. -�

    -�To Pax, a cool club in town here, -� Myeka interrupts her brother.  
-�A group of guys Rod used to play with will be jamming there plus my best
friend is mixing.  I figured Rod would go since he was home this weekend.
-�

   Rod is looking down at his plate, not making any eye contact with his
girlfriend.

    -�Do you want to go Rod, -� she asked.

    -�Nah, no big deal, I -(TM)ll those guys next time, -� he said, trying
to sound casual but Tami could see he was uncomfortable with the
conversation.

    -�Is it because of me, -� she asks, her eyes getting bigger as she
feels hurt and angry at the same time.  While she could think of nothing
worse than a bar with a bunch of people staring at her, it hurt her
feelings terribly that Rod was embarrassed by her.

   Rod looked up and saw his girlfriend -(TM)s face.  His heart broke.  
-�Yeah, I didn -(TM)t think you -(TM)d want to go and I was a little
nervous about how you might feel there, -� he said.

    -�Rod, I -(TM)m a tough Irish New England girl, -� she said, her face
breaking into a smile.   -�After all of the things I -(TM)ve been through,
this should be nothing. -�

   The man smiled and leaned over for a hug.   -�Good, I -(TM)m going too,
-� Myeka says.

    -�But, I -(TM)m not 21, -� Tami says.   -�They won -(TM)t let me in. -�

   Myeka and Rod laughed.   -�Girl, this bar doesn -(TM)t worry about
underage girls getting in, -� she says.   -�They just card the boys.  Trust
me, they will let us in. -�

   The rest of the afternoon passed quickly and soon Tami was helping Myeka
get ready for the club.  The girl tried on several outfits, finally
deciding on a silky silver skirt, a black scoop top and five inch heels.

    -�You look gorgeous, -� Tami said, admiring the outfit.  She had
recommended this one and had even helped pick out jewelry and accessories.

    -�Please, I have to do everything I can to keep up with you, -� Myeka
said.   -�Who -(TM)s going to look at me with a hot, nude girl standing
next to me?  Plus you -(TM)re white and these boys can -(TM)t keep their
eyes off of the white girls. -�

   That made Tami nervous.  Being at a bar naked was going to be bad
enough. It sounded like she would also be the only white person there, much
like the Black Formal.  She wondered how this was going to go.

   She did borrow some of Myeka -(TM)s make up and did her lips and eyes.
Her all over tan made the other make up unnecessary.

    -�Here, I think this would look good on you, -� Myeka said.  She showed
Tami a beautiful pearl necklace that came to just above the girl -(TM)s
breasts.  Tami -(TM)s eyes filled with tears at this kind gesture.

    -�Thank you so much Myeka, -� she said.

    -�My pleasure, -� the girl said smiling.   -�I didn -(TM)t know if it
would offend you but I thought I would ask. -�

    -�Let -(TM)s roll, -� Myeka said and the two girls left the bedroom. 
They were met by Rod who looked gorgeous.  On top he wore a white
turtleneck that was form fitting and showed off his buff upper body.  He
wore a pair of black jeans and shiny black shoes.  Tami could feel herself
watering at the sight of her boyfriend.

    -�Oh my Rod, you look so handsome, -� she said, going towards him and
kissing him deep on the lips.  She pressed her breasts into his chest,
reveling in the feel of the fabric of his shirt against her bare boobs and
trying to turn him on.  She was careful though not to let her pussy touch
his pants.  She did not want to leave a tell-tale wet mark on her leg.

   The threesome said goodbyes and headed outside.  Tami cringed out of
instinct as she left the safety of the house and was in public again.  She
followed along, not betraying any part of her thinking, looking for all the
world like the committed religious nudist that she said she was.  Inside,
of course, she was quivering.

   Myeka got in the back and Tami slid into the drivers side of Rod -(TM)s
old car.  She slid the seat belt over, again dividing her breasts in half
and partially covering her vagina.  The three drove, the radio finding the
lone station that it could locate on the old radio.  It was playing reggae
rap and the music reminded Tami of Jen.  She hadn -(TM)t seen her on Friday
before she left so it had been three whole days since they had made love.
In many ways, that was an eternity to Tami.  She was so used to Jen -(TM)s
tongue going at her several times a day that she was missing it. 
Involuntarily, her sex watered a bit.

   Thursday morning, Mandy had left for class, leaving Tami and Jen.  Tami
had already been to her shaming modeling assignment but had an hour until
her next class.  Jen -(TM)s first class was at 11, plenty of time for her
to bring Tami to several orgasms.  Remembering now, Tami had trouble
keeping count of her orgasms but it had knocked her out.  Jen had to wake
her 10 minutes before class.  Tami barely had time to clean up her sex
before class, using one of the few small washcloths to wipe herself.  She
was embarrassed to do this in front of Jen, despite the many intimate
encounters the two roommates had engaged in.  In many ways, she felt like a
little girl wiping after going potty.

   Later that evening, the three roommates were studying.  Mandy decided to
head for the dining hall for a snack.  Jen gave Tami that  -�look. -�
Resigned to the fact that she was no longer in control of these encounters
and secretly craving the intense orgasms that Jen gave her, Tami put her
math text book aside and spread her legs.  She sat with her back against
the cold, cinder-block wall as Jen knelt on the side of the bed and laid
her upper body down on the mattress, her tongue flatly pressed against Tami
-(TM)s spread sex.  The nude girl moaned at first touch --the connection
between the two was that powerful.

   From where she sat, Tami looked out the window.  There she saw a group
of girls sitting in a room in a dorm across the quad studying together,
laughing at something that must have been said.  There no one was naked. 
There no one had her legs spread nor was anyone getting licked by her
lesbian roommate.   -�OHH, -� she moaned, a mix of pleasure and shame.

   The window was open, letting in the nice spring air.  Tami could hear
voices in the quad below them.  She leaned forward a bit, straightening her
back so she would be higher and could see outside.  This also had the
effect of changing the angle at which Jen was licking causing Tami to
shiver in pleasure and let out a moan.  Jen used this moment to lick Tami
-(TM)s clitoris while sliding a finger and then another.  Tami let out a
loud breath as she felt her sex filling.  There was no pain --there never
was with Jen.  She instinctively knew what Tami was feeling and needing and
fulfilled that desire, even though Tami sometimes did not realize it
herself.

   Tami was moving quickly towards orgasm but incredibly aware of her
surroundings.  She could now see the group of students, three boys and two
girls.  She heard them talking, the flirting laugh of one of the girls, the
teasing husky voice of one of the boys.  They were having a normal
interaction, something that she was unable to have in her nude state.  It
made her feel sad, like a piece of her was dead.  Of course, being nude
opened up a totally new world, though much of it was uninvited.  The part
that was dead was familiar.  Tami could never again be a normal girl, at
least not at Campbell-Frank.

   Just then, Jen put a finger from her other hand in Tami -(TM)s anus. 
The girl was now completely stuffed.  Anyone looking in would have seen
Tami -(TM)s body being played like a virtuoso would play her instrument;
fingers were plunging in and out of both her holes, Jen -(TM)s tongue
darting here and there along her sex.  Tami -(TM)s body was rippling as
wave after wave of orgasm pulsed through her body.  Finally, it subsided.
An exhausted Jen emerged from between Tami -(TM)s thigh and kissed the
naked girl who sobbed in relief after the orgasms.  She soon feel sound
asleep and Jen laid her down gently before hopping back into bed and
continuing with her studies.  That -(TM)s how Mandy found them when she
returned, a bowl of ice cream half eaten.  She took a sniff and smiled.  
-�Man, what did I miss? -�



   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 20

    -�Tami, earth to Tami. -�

   The voice came through the haze from the backseat.  Myeka was asking her
something.

    -�Oh jeez, sorry, I was daydreaming, -� Tami said.

    -�I wondered if you had a fake ID, -� Myeka said.

   Tami shook her head.  Actually, it had never dawned on her to get one,
though many of her friends had them.  In her naked state, she could not
have imagined going to a bar.  She saw a glimmer of hope.

    -�Why, do you think I won -(TM)t get in without one? -�

    -�No, I think you -(TM)ll be fine, -� Myeka said.   -�Just easier if
you had one. -�

   The group pulled up to the club.  A line of people waited outside and
Tami cringed.  This was going to be a rough night of exposure, very
different from the relative safety of Campbell-Frank.  She looked at Rod
who smiled at her.

    -�You ladies can get out and wait here, -� he said.   -�I -(TM)ll go
and park the car. -�

   Tami -(TM)s stomach was churning.   -�I -(TM)ll go with you, -� she
said, not adding that she was scared to be without him in this state of
undress.

    -�Don -(TM)t be silly, I -(TM)ll be fine and it will be a long walk, -�
Rod said.  Myeka had already gotten out and Tami could hear the wolf
whistles and calls that accompanied her long legs exiting.  She wondered if
Myeka had avoided the dreaded  -�upskirt -� while exiting.  As celebrities
like Paris Hilton, Britney Spears and Lindsay Lohan have learned, it is
nearly impossible to get out of a car in a short skirt and not show  -�too
much. -� Well, at least those girls had skirts or dresses to pull down once
they exited the car.  Tami would have paid anything to give just a peek at
her sex.  No, she would reveal her sex as she got out and then for the
remainder of the night.  If the crowd reacted like that to Myeka, what
would they do when she got out?

   She gave a smile to Rod, secretly begging him to save her from his
indignity but he did not save her.  Of course he had no idea the shame she
was about to feel.  Slowly, she opened the door and slid her left leg out
of the car.  She felt her bare foot flat against the sidewalk and slid her
body around.  Before she could pull her legs together, she heard,  -�holy
crap. -� Her  -�upskirt -� had been discovered.

   Of course several people turned to see her exit the car.  The wolf
whistles were double what Myeka had heard.  Tami turned her back to the
line and crossed her arms over her breasts, pretending to be cold.  She
stood with her feet together, trying as best she could to keep her sex from
being viewed.

    -�Come on honey, -� one of the men shouted.   -�We can see your ass
--why not show us your titties? -�

    -�I see her vagine, -� someone shouted.   -�Nude girl, show us more. -�

    -�Why you nude, nude girl, -� another voice shouted.

   Myeka put her arm around Tami -(TM)s shoulder for support, which was
nice.  Tami would have appreciated if Myeka had shared her shawl which she
had thrown on for warmth.  Though Tami was not cold (after months walking
through freezing cold and snow, this chilly night was a walk in the park
for the naked girl), she really wanted to feel covered by something.

    -�You two should kiss, -� someone yelled.

   It went on like that for a while before Rod showed up.  For some reason,
his presence there quieted the crowd, as if now that she belonged to
someone, she was off-limits.

   The three walked to the bouncer.   -�Back of the line, -� the man said
gruffly.  Tami noticed that Myeka was right --only men were standing in the
long line.  Women were either in or out, no in between.

    -�Tyrone, you are going to make me stand in line, -� Rod said,
pretending to be annoyed.   -�Me, Rod Sykes, who got you through high
school biology, chemistry and physics, who kept you eligible to play
football? -�

    -�Rod freaking Sykes, I had no idea that was you brother, -� the man
said, a smile beaming across his face.   -�You grew in college. -� The two
hugged.  Suddenly, Tyrone noticed the girls.

    -�What the hell is this?  Did you bring them here Rod? -�

    -�Yeah man, this is my sister Myeka, you remember her right? -�

    -�Myeka?  The little pain in the ass who never left us alone?  This is
Myeka?  This gorgeous babe is little Myeka?  Come here baby. -� The man
pulled Myeka into a bear hug, nearly knocking the breath out of her.  Myeka
grunted a hello, barely managing to summon the air for that.

    -�What -(TM)s with the nude chick? -�

    -�That -(TM)s my lady friend, Tami, -� Rod said.   -�She -(TM)s a
religious nudist.  We -(TM)ve been dating back at school.  Brought her home
to meet the family. -�

   Tyrone put his hand out to shake Tami -(TM)s, afraid to offer a hug
though not afraid to gawk at her.  Tami saw his eyes go from her forehead
to her toes up and down three times, stopping at her vagina and breasts of
course each time.  She cringed inwardly but made no outward signs of
discomfort.

    -�Nice to meet any girl brave enough to go out with Rodney here, -� he
said with a smile.   -�I don -(TM)t suppose either of these two have ID
huh? -�

   Myeka shook her head and Tami did not answer.  She had not brought her
ankle pouch and wondered where she would have possibly kept her ID.

    -�Of course not, -� Tyrone said, smiling.   -�I guess I -(TM)ll have to
let you girls in.  Don -(TM)t do anything stupid in there or it -(TM)s my
head okay? -�

    -�Thanks Ty, -� Myeka said, standing on tiptoes to kiss him on the
cheek.  Tami just smiled as she slid by, trying not to graze him with her
boobs.

   The club was dark and the music made Tami -(TM)s heart feel like it was
going to pound out of her chest.  She felt gross as her bare feet touched
the sticky, gooey floor.  She wondered how black her feet would be after a
few hours in this place.

   She also noticed that there were very few white people in this room and
most of the white people were girls like her.  They were scantily clad,
wearing shoulder baring tops that showed huge amounts of cleavage and the
tops of their boobs.  There was also no shortage of legs as miniskirts and
boy shorts were the rule rather than the exception.  Of course no one
showed more flesh than Tami who stood there in all of her naked glory.

   The band on stage was hard rocking, sounding like Hendrix.  The bass was
pumping and the lead singer was screaming something unintelligible.  That
did not seem to matter to the girls who stood at the foot of the stage,
arms in the air, screaming something also unintelligible.

    -�There -(TM)s some seats over there, -� Rod screamed to the girls who
barely heard him but followed anyway.  Tami saw that the seats, though not
on the dance floor, was in a raised area and the stools were bar stools. 
That put her lap at eye level with anyone walking by.  She would have to
make sure to keep her knees tightly together or have everyone see an
uninterrupted view of her sex.

    -�I -(TM)ll go to the bar, -� Rod said, once the girls were situated.
Myeka seemed to be having the same trouble as Tami in keeping from giving
an upskirt.  At least she had a skirt, Tami thought.   -�Anything,
something fruity, I guess, -� Myeka said.

    -�I -(TM)ll take a beer, -� Tami said.  Rod went off to get the drinks.
No sooner was he gone than two men came by the table.

    -�Well now baby, you sure ain -(TM)t subtle, -� the one man said.  He
was big, looking like a football player.

    -�You want to dance, -� the other man said to Myeka.  He was cute and
Tami could tell that the girl was tempted but declined.   -�I -(TM)m
waiting for my brother to bring me my drink.  How about in a few minutes?
-�

    -�How about you naked girl?  You want to dance? -�

    -�Um, no, thank you.  My boyfriend is bringing my drink back too. 
Thanks anyway. -�

   The two men went back to their table but did not stop leering at the two
girls.  Tami shivered at the creepiness of the bar scene --she had never
been to a bar before and this was not what she expected.  She was grateful
when Rod returned, their drinks in hand.

    -�Tami, I brought you a glass in case you wanted one, -� he said,
handing her a bottle of beer in a glass.  Though she knew it was more 
-�lady like -� to drink out of the glass, she was far beyond being a lady.
After all, she was sitting bare-assed naked in a gross bar.  She thanked
him, took the bottle and swigged a long drink of beer.  It tasted so good
and refreshing as it went down her throat.  A little liquid courage is what
I need here, she thought.

   The three sat and listened to the music.  So many eyes came to them,
staring at her naked breasts and at Myeka.  Rod seemed oblivious to the
looks they were getting as he enjoyed the funky music from the stage. 
Myeka noticed though; part of her enjoyed it but part of it worried her as
well.  There was so much testosterone in the air and she wondered what
might happen.

   Finally the band ended their set and the DJ began playing dance music
loudly.  Myeka and the man who had first approached her set off for the
dance floor.  Rod was leaning over.  Tami feared that he was about to ask
her to dance but as he was about to speak, a man came to the table.

    -�Rod freaking Sykes, as I live and breathe, how are you, brother, -�
he asked.  Tami recognized the man as the bass player in the band they had
just watched.

    -�Rasheed Johnson, good to see you. -� Rod got up and the two exchanged
a friendly handshake and hug, in the way that men do.  They were smiling
and talking to each other as if there was not a naked girl five feet away.
Strange, she thought.  Finally, Rasheed turned and seemed to see the naked
girl for the first time.

    -�Whoa, baby, who is this?  Do not tell me that you are this dog -(TM)s
girlfriend?  You are wasting your time girl! -�

    -�Rasheed, this is my lady Tami.  Tami, this is Rasheed, one of the
best bass players in the county and my best friend back in the day, -� Rod
said.

   Tami extended her hand in greeting but Rasheed pulled her in and hugged
her tight.  She moaned softly at the feeling of his long flannel shirt,
buttons undone, soft against her bare skin.

    -�Any friend of Rod -(TM)s is a friend of mine, -� he said.   -�Rodney,
want to come on up next set, for old times sake? -�

    -�I would love to but I don -(TM)t want to leave Tami here alone, -� he
said.

    -�Don -(TM)t worry about me Rod, I can handle myself, -� she said.  
-�Plus I -(TM)ve never heard you play.  It would be nice. -�

    -�Ok, I -(TM)m in.  Hope I remember how to play these songs. -�

   The two men went off to talk about guitars while Tami sat down and
nursed her beer, the third of the night.  She would have to be careful from
now on.  She did not want to get wasted, especially here in public.

   Myeka came back, sipping at her drink through a straw.  Tami thought she
looked weird.   -�No, I -(TM)m just having a good time, -� she said.  Just
then the band played again, this time with Rod on guitar.  They started
rocking  -�Buffalo Soldier, -� one of Tami -(TM)s favorite Bob Marley
songs. Myeka pulled Tami out of the chair and onto the dance floor.

   At first the naked girl was self conscious as she knew every eye in the
place was on her.  Soon though, she got into the music and began to dance
as the band moved into other areas of funk and rock.  Soon she was a sweaty
mess as the dance floor filled.

   After several songs, Myeka grabbed Tami by the hand and said,  -�Come
with me to the bathroom. -�

   Tami did not really want to go to the bathroom but three beers were
starting to have an effect on her.  Being barefoot, she tried to shy away
from public ladies rooms.  It was bad enough using the one in the dorm but
one here at the bar was sure to be completely gross and disgusting.  Myeka
grabbed Tami -(TM)s hand and led her to the long hallway where the
bathrooms were.

   Just as Tami had predicted, the bathroom was completely dirty.  The
naked girl walked on her tiptoes into the room and straddled the toilet,
careful not to let any part of her touch the rim.  She was glad to be naked
then, not having to worry about peeing on any clothing as she squatted over
the bowl.  Myeka was obviously having problems, giggling as she worked to
slide her skirt up and move her panties aside while squatting.

   Tami finished and, using her toes, flushed the toilet.  She was half
successful as most of the urine went down, though much of the paper stayed
in the bowl.  It was all she could do to refrain from gagging.  She left
her stall and washed her hands, grateful that no one else was in the
bathroom.

   After Myeka made it out of her stall, with much giggling and
unsteadiness, she came out and gave a quick wave under the trickle of water
before putting her arm in Tami -(TM)s and heading out of the bathroom.  As
soon as they exited, they came upon the two men from earlier in the
evening.

    -�Hey Marcus, -� Myeka said slurring her words, the alcohol have an
obvious effect on her.  She slipped her arm from Tami -(TM)s and went hand
in hand with the man down into a room that Tami did not know existed
before. That left her alone with the scary large man.

    -�Hey baby, how about you and I get a little more familiar, -� he said,
putting his hand on the wall to stop her from moving forward.  This had the
effect of pinning her to the wall.

    -�I told you, I have a boyfriend, -� Tami said, her face registering
annoyance while butterflies rumbled in her stomach.

    -�Yeah, I saw that guy, the tall, skinny, nerdy guy right, -� the man
said.   -�No need to worry about him. -� With that, the man moved his right
hand and cupped her left breast.  Tami cringed, trying to get away from the
man but feeling crammed in.

    -�Come on baby, I can make you forget about that string bean out there,
-� the man said.   -�Come with big old Tyson and I can give you a ride of
your life. -�

   Tami grimaced as he leaned in, the alcohol on his breath feeling like it
was burning her nostrils.   -�You -(TM)ve been showing off your titties and
your poon all night, -� the man said.   -�I think you probably want it real
bad. -� Just then, he slid his left hand down between her legs and began to
painfully rub her bare slit which was uncharacteristically dry.

    -�Shit, you -(TM)re dry as a camel, -� he said.   -�I should have
slipped some roofies into your drink too instead of using them all on your
friend. -�

   The nude girl was desolate, not sure what to do.  Suddenly she realized
that she was about to be raped and that Myeka had been drugged and would
also be raped.  In fact, she may have been too late.  Using strength
developed from hours on that awful  -�treadmill, -� Tami lifted her knee
and slammed it into the groin of her attacked.  She heard an awful 
-�splurch -� as she made contact with his testicles.

    -�OWWW, -� the man screamed, taking his hands off of her and cupping
his penis.   -�You bitch, you ...ing bitch. -� Tami went at him again and
slammed her knee up and into his stomach as he was doubled over in pain. 
He fell to the floor in agony.

   She jumped over his prone body and found Myeka.  There Marcus was in the
process of pulling the unconscious girl -(TM)s panties down her legs and
off.  He looked up, surprised at the intrusion.  Tami went flying at him
and punched him in the jaw, sending him flying off of the girl.  The nude
girl picked up her friend and carried her, fireman -(TM)s style, out of the
little room and ran into the bar.

   The music was pumping.  Rod was having a blast and didn -(TM)t even
notice her as she rushed the stage.

    -�ROD, -� she screamed before finally getting his attention.   -�RODD,
we have to go! -�

    -�What? -�

   All of a sudden, Tyson was back.  He was in a rage and came running at
Tami, who placed Myeka down on the floor.  Rod stepped down off the stage
and got cold cocked.  He never knew what hit him and was unconscious before
he hit the floor.  Tami screamed as several people came flying in.  She
exploded in a fit of anger and started punching Tyson, scratching at him,
kicking him anywhere she could find.  Finally she jumped on his back and,
using her full force, she slammed him face first into the wall, causing his
nose to erupt in blood and him to scream in pain.

    -�What the hell, -� Tyrone said, entering the fray.  Sizing up the
situation, he shouted to Tami.   -�Let -(TM)s get out of here.  You get
Myeka, I -(TM)ll get Rod. -�

   They both put their person in a fireman -(TM)s carry and took off, Tami
-(TM)s bare feet slapping against the sticky floor.  She stopped to grab
Myeka -(TM)s purse and followed Tyrone, who easily carried Rod, and the
four made it outside.

    -�Let -(TM)s keep moving before Tyson wakes up or someone calls the
police, -� he said.   -�Where -(TM)s Rod -(TM)s car? -�

   Tami had no idea.  They took off in the direction from which Rod had
come.  It was one block and then two before Tami spotted the old jalopy
midway up the street.

   Tyrone laid Rod down gently on the hood and Tami fished the keys out



   Rod was then transported into the passenger seat as Tami slipped Myeka
into the back seat.  The girl -(TM)s panties were still bunched at her
ankles.  Tami bent over and pulled them up, trying to give the girl some
modesty.

    -�That was funny, -� Tyrone said.   -�Here you are, bare-assed naked,
and you -(TM)re worried about your friend. -�

    -�Well, I -(TM)m a nudist, she -(TM)s not, -� Tami replied.   -�It
-(TM)s different. -�

   The man smiled.   -�I guess, -� he said.   -�Well, good luck.  I -(TM)ll
go back and clean up the mess. -�

   Tyrone took off and Tami slid into the driver -(TM)s seat.  It had been
a while since she had driven but, after slipping on the seat belt (she was
always conscientious), Tami slipped the car into first gear and drove off.

   She intentionally drove the opposite way of the bar.  If she hadn
-(TM)t, she would have seen the chaos that ensued.  Tyson, his face bloody,
stormed out in a rage but was unable to find them.  After a few minutes of
looking, he tried to get back in but was rejected by the doorman.  He was
faced with the indignity of walking home, his face bleeding after getting
beat up by a girl.





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 21

   Tami drove off, not sure where she was going.  She was not from around
here and had no idea how to get to Rod -(TM)s house.  She was also
petrified of getting pulled over by a cop.  She had no license, no money
and she had drunk a few beers.  Also, she had been scratched a few times in
the fight with Tyson and looked like she had been abused.  That plus the
fact that she had two unconscious people in her car made it imperative that
she not get pulled over.

   Luckily the windows in Rod -(TM)s car were high on the door so all that
could be seen of her were her bare shoulders.  To anyone driving by, it
looked like she was wearing a tube top or a strapless dress.  Of course,
anyone higher than her (a truck or a van for example) would see much, much
more.

   Tami drove mindlessly, still shaken by recent events.  She had certainly
been forced to orgasms beyond her control.  Maybe they had technically been
rapes but in actuality she had signed away her rights to privacy.  In her
mind, there is a difference between what she was experiencing at
Campbell-Frank and what had just happened.  Even the moment in the garage
with Raheem, though awful, was just another guy assuming it was okay with
her since she was a nudist without modesty.  But this was a real rape and
it shook her.

   Almost as painful was what had nearly happened to Myeka.  She had gotten
there just in time, moments before Marcus had committed the act.  Poor
Myeka could have gotten pregnant or caught an STD.  How would she explain
that to Russell?  How awful that would have been, even if the consequences
weren -(TM)t as dire.

   She had known girls who had been raped before.  They never seemed the
same.  Sure they tried to get past it but it never seemed to go away.  She
was glad that she had stopped this one for Myeka.  She wondered if the girl
even realized what nearly happened.

   Tami -(TM)s stomach growled.  She realized she was starving, having not
eaten anything since lunch.  She saw a McDonald -(TM)s up ahead and craved
French fries.  Unfortunately, she had no money as she had left her ankle
pouch at home.  Still, she had Myeka -(TM)s purse --perhaps the girl wouldn
-(TM)t mind if she borrowed some money.

   Opening the purse, she found some bills folded over.  There was a five
and a few ones.  She grabbed the money and pulled into the parking lot.

   All of sudden, moments before she was to pull into the drive thru lane,
Tami was hit with the realization that she was naked.  Could she really do
this?  Her stomach was growling.  Plus, she thought she could do with some
coffee to sober her up a bit more.

   Swallowing what was left of her pride, Tami pulled up to the big menu
board.

    -�Can I take your order? -� Obviously there were no cameras that could
see inside the car.

    -�Um, yes, can I have a cheeseburger, small fries and a cup of coffee
with cream, no sugar, please? -�

    -�Sure.  That -(TM)s $3.24.  Please pull around. -�

   Tami took a deep breath and drove along to the pick up window.  She saw
that her worst fears were to be realized.  A pimply faced teenager was
working then window.  She would probably be the first live naked girl he
had ever seen.  Behind him was another teen, this one more geeky than the
first.  She guessed it figured.  When she was in high school, the cool kids
rarely worked at fast food restaurants.

   As she got to the window, the kid barely registered a glance until he
saw a pretty face looking back at him.  Just then she looked closer and saw
that she was bare chested.

    -�Holy crap, are you naked? -�

   She nodded.   -�yeah, it -(TM)s a silly prank.  They made me go out and
drive naked.  One of the stunts is to go to a fast food restaurant. -�

    -�Hey Joel, look at this, a naked chick is at the window. -�

   Tami saw a guy who must have been Joel come running up.   -�Awesome. 
Are you totally nude? -�

   Again, Tami nodded.   -�Yeah.  It -(TM)s a little embarrassing so if you
don -(TM)t mind grabbing my food for me I -(TM)d appreciate it. -�

   They boys did not move, gawking at her perfect breasts.  They craned
their necks to get a look down there but thankfully it was dark and her
position made it impossible to see her sex.

    -�Guys, my food, -� she said more insistently.

    -�yeah, just a minute.  Tyler, there -(TM)s a naked girl out here. -�

   Tami closed her eyes in shame.  She was quickly losing patience.  Still,
she was a nudist and had to play the part.  Tyler came out, wearing a
grease splattered apron and a paper hat.   -�Man oh man, you weren -(TM)t
kidding, -� he said to the first boy.   -�You -(TM)re hot. -�

   Tami blushed at the compliment from the teen.   -�Thank you.  If you
guys don -(TM)t mind, can I get my food. -�

   Suddenly, a woman, older than Tami but younger than her mom, came to the
window, ordering the boys away.   -�What are you doing young lady? -�

    -�Um, it was a prank, an initiation, -� she said, her voice shaky. 
There were too many altercations for her taste today.

    -�You girls think it -(TM)s so funny to come and turn on the boys,
showing your boobies to the poor geeky fast food workers, -� the woman
said, her face filled with anger.   -�You should be ashamed of yourself. -�

    -�Maam, it -(TM)s not like that, really, -� she said.   -�I was driving
around and was hungry. -�

    -�Well, you did your job tonight, -� the woman continued.   -�These
boys got their hard ons.  I am sure they -(TM)ll jerk off to the memory of
your tits tonight.  Congratulations. -�

   The woman made her sound like such a slut.  Tami -(TM)s stomach was
turning.  She felt so much shame.

    -�Maam, I am sorry.  Can I please have my food and then I -(TM)ll go?
-�

    -�You know, it -(TM)s illegal to streak in this state, -� she said.  
-�Though I -(TM)m sure those laws weren -(TM)t written for pretty girls
like you.  Most likely they were intended for the perv men.  But I think
girls like you are worse.  You give us all a bad name. -�

   The woman thrust a bag out the window and a cup of coffee.   -�Here you
go, cream no sugar.  And never come back. -� Once Tami reached out to grab
the food and drink, the woman slammed the window shut and walked away. 
Tami was shaking, ashamed of herself.  Never had her nudity been so
blatantly dismissed.  She wondered how many others felt that way about her.
This night was turning out to be one of the worst she had ever experienced.

   Still, the coffee was warm as she carefully placed it between her legs
as she drove.  Rod -(TM)s car, unlike the modern cars, had no cup holders.
She reached into the bag and chomped down on a delicious fry, savoring the
taste.  McDonald -(TM)s was definitely a comfort food when she was feeling
bad and she wasn -(TM)t sure she had ever felt lower.

   She drove quietly, alternating between bites of a cheese burger and
nipples of fries.  She also sipped the coffee, feeling more sober after a
few gulps.  She was going aimlessly, not sure what to do or where to go. 
She had no idea how to get to the Sykes -(TM)s house.  For a moment, she
thought about using Myeka -(TM)s cell phone to call Mrs.  Sykes to get
directions.  But, she did not want to have to explain about the night when
she pulled up with two unconscious people.

   Instead, Tami decided to wait for one or both of her companions to
arise. She wondered how long it would take.

   All of a sudden, the car started to knock.  Tami looked at the gas gauge
and saw it near empty.   -�Dammit, -� she cried.  It was a stupid mistake,
one that her father would never forgive.  She had been trained as a young
driver to check the gas gauge every time.  It showed how much out of
practice she was.

   Gratefully, she spotted a gas station just up the road and prayed that
they would make it.  Just as she pulled into the lot and up to the take,
the car stalled.  She had made it just in the nick of time.

    -�Thank you God, -� she prayed softly.





   CHAPTER 22

   Now another dilemma.  She had to get out and pump her own gas.  There
was no full service in this station.

   She grabbed a credit card form Myeka -(TM)s purse and braced herself. 
Drawing all of her strength, accumulated from months of exposure and
moments like this, Tami opened the door and got out.

   Trying to do it quickly, though out of practice after nearly a year
without a car, Tami swiped Myeka -(TM)s credit card into the machine.  She
was intensely aware of her bare feet against the cold concrete as she
waited for the machine to give her the go ahead to pump the gas.  The air
was getting cooler --though it was spring, the nights could still get cold
in New England and Tami felt the cool.  It was not enough to do her any
damage (she had been through so much worse) but she felt the cold all the
same.

   Why is this machine taking so long, she wondered.

    -�Miss, what are you doing, -� came a disembowed voice from inside the
machine.

    -�I -(TM)m trying to pump gas, -� she said, her voice quivering in the
cold.

    -�Nekkid? -�

    -�It -(TM)s a prank ok, please let this machine go so I can get done?
-�

    -�OK, OK.  Are you Myeka Sykes? -�

   Christ!   -�No, that -(TM)s my friend.  She -(TM)s asleep in the back
seat but she let me use her card. -�

    -�I -(TM)m sorry but I need to see her ID. -�

   Come on, really, she wanted to scream.  Of course, being the ever
dutiful girl, she said nothing and opened the back door to find Myeka
-(TM)s driver -(TM)s license.  This forced her to bend over and stick her
butt out to the station and she knew that the man in the plexiglass office
was getting a great view of her anus and, most likely, her sex.  She
finally found the girl -(TM)s ID and brought it over to the man, who spent
more time examining her boobs than the card in her hand.

    -�Looks good to me, -� he said with a leer.  Tami heard the gas pump
click and rushed over to begin fueling the car.  She tried to huddle down,
keeping from view of passing cars.  There was nothing she could do about
the man in the little room seeing her (he had already seen most of her
anyway) but at least this way she could minimize the damage.

   Finally the pump clicked as the tank filled.  She quickly removed the
pump from the gas tank and replaced it.  It felt like forever before the
receipt printed out and she slid into the car, a grateful goodbye from the
attendant.  She sped off, glad to be away from the prying eyes and happy
that no further damage was done.

   Tami felt low, driving around.  She worried that she was getting tired
and the car might not make it all night.  She pulled into a parking lot
that seemed desolate and turned the car off.  She crossed her arms in front
of her breasts to warm herself and looked at Rod.  She was worried that he
still hadn -(TM)t come to after begin cold cocked.  How long might he stay
out of it?  He looked fine, was obviously breathing but still knocked out.

   The car began to get colder with the engine off.  She turned and saw
Myeka nearly naked in her tank and skirt.  Tami found a plastic bag full of
clothes in the back, a spare set that Rod kept for emergencies.  How she
ached to put clothes on, even for just a little while.  Then she realized
she was being silly and selfish.  Myeka was not used to the cold and could
be harmed.  Tami, well used to it, would just be uncomfortable.  She draped
the sweatshirt over the girl like blanket and pulled the sweatpants up
under her skirt so her legs were covered.  The girl was barefoot --her
shoes must have gotten dislodged in the melee.

   Tami closed her eyes in prayer.  She had been through so much and
tonight seemed like the straw that broke the camel -(TM)s back.  She had
nearly been raped.  This night showed the folly of trying to live a naked
life away from campus.  There it was just humiliating and shameful. 
Outside there, it was dangerous and a threat to her life.  She also
wondered if her nudity had made Myeka a target.

   She began to shiver as Rod stirred next to her.  She breathed a sigh of
relief.  At least he was not in a coma or something.  Myeka was still out,
the roofies had done their job.  She could have been raped repeatedly and
not come to.

   She prayed to God for an answer for some sign.  Just then, there was a
tap on the window.

   Tami jumped, scared at what she might find.  She was glad to see the
friendly face of a woman, roughly 50 or 60 years old, her head covered by a
knit winter hat and her coat zipped up to her chin.  She was walking a
large but friendly looking dog.

    -�Sweetheart, is everything alright? -�

    -�Oh gosh, I -(TM)m sorry, you scared me.  Yes, we -(TM)re fine, thank
you. -�

    -�Dear, are you naked? -�

   Oh God, she thought, here comes the anger.

    -�Yes maam.  I am a religious nudist. -�

   The woman seemed surprised.   -�Up here, in new England?  That must be
some calling.  Good for you then, you have a God. -�

    -�I pray all the time, -� she said truthfully.   -�Actually, I grew up
Catholic and still feel that I am Catholic but this is a part of my faith
now. -� Parts of that were true; she just wished that more of it were true.

    -�I know what you mean, I am Sister Jean Marie Cunningham, I live here
in the convent behind the church. -�

    -�Church, -� Tami said surprised.

    -�Yes, this is the parking lot for St.  Augustine -(TM)s Church.  Did
you not realize it? -�

   Tami stopped and was silent.  She had prayed for God to help her and he
had led her here.  Of course.

    -�No maam. -�

    -�Do you ever come to church? -�

   No way in hell, she thought.  Outwardly, she shrugged.   -�No, I don
-(TM)t think I could go in my current condition. -�

   The woman looked at her reassuringly.   -�My dear, you should try it, -�
she said.   -�God would welcome you with open arms.  After all, he created
you and gave you a wonderful body.  He is obviously calling you to share it
with the world.  Don -(TM)t be ashamed of that. -�

    -�Thank you Sister.  I -(TM)m not sure that most Catholics would agree.
-�

   The woman smiled.   -�Me neither, but if you want to give it a try, let
me know and I -(TM)ll arrange a visit for you. -�

   Then it dawned on Tami.   -�Sister, I wonder, can you help me? -�

    -�Sure my dear, anything. -�

    -�I am trying to get to the Sykes residence, that -(TM)s where I am
staying.  My friends here are out cold and I have no idea how to get there.
They live on Turtle Drive. -�

    -�Just a moment dear.  I will go inside and look up the address and
google directions for you.  Be right back. -�

   Tami was surprised that a nun would use Google but thanked the woman and
waited.  She now realized that the woman had a clear view of her naked
boobs as she had leaned into the car.  She was mortified that a woman of
God had seen her bare breasts and more.

   In a few moments, the woman came out.  She was carrying an insulated cup
of coffee and a paper.

    -�Thought you could use a warm cup of coffee, -� she said.   -�Here are
the directions.  I have written my number at the bottom, in case you ever
want to call me.  Think about coming by and stopping in church.  Might be a
good thing for you. -�

    -�Thank you Sister, I am so grateful. -� Tami reached out her hand.  
-�I -(TM)m Tami Smithers. -�

    -�Tami Smithers, the Religious Nudist.  It is very nice to meet you. 
Hope to hear from you. -�

   The nun took a few steps back and waved as Tami started up the car and
took off.  She followed the directions and was happy to see that she was
not far away.  As they got closer to the house, Rod woke up.

    -�Tami?  What the heck happened? -�

    -�It -(TM)s a long story. -�





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 22

   Tami was almost asleep, nothing but the hard, course fabric of the rug
under her body.  She had been offered a chance to sleep on the couch or to
take Rod -(TM)s bed (not with Rod in it though) but had declined, choosing
the floor of Myeka -(TM)s room.  She felt comfortable here and away from
prying eyes.

   Myeka was still out of it but now dressed in warm pajamas.  Mr.  and
Mrs. Sykes had been shocked at the story she had told.  Rod remembered only
getting cold cocked but nothing else.  Tami was left to tell about the near
rapes and the roofies and the brawl.

    -�Tami, I am so thankful that you are in our lives, -� Mrs.  Sykes
said, pulling her in for a long, deep hug.   -�Thank you for saving Myeka
tonight.  Many girls would not have been so brave. -�

    -�Thank you Mrs.  Sykes, but I can -(TM)t imagine any girl would let
another girl get raped. -�

    -�You -(TM)d be surprised. -�

   Rod was equally proud of her.   -�You took care of that Tyson huh?  You
-(TM)re one tough broad. -�

    -�You got that right pal, -� she said, in a mock fierce tone.  
-�Better not mess with me. -�

   Though she would have accepted an offer to sleep with Rod in his bed,
she didn -(TM)t want to disappoint Mrs.  Sykes.  So she chose to sleep in
Myeka -(TM)s room, on the floor.  It was safe there and only Myeka would
see her nudity.  For an always naked girl, this was the best she could
muster.

   So she laid there, still awake despite being bone-achingly tired.  The
moon was bright and was settling on her face.  She drank in its beams. 
Thankfully, the heat was pumping in the room.

   She prayed to God, thanking him for keeping her safe tonight.  She
thanked him for sending her Sister Jean Marie and she resolved to call her
soon.  It was about time that she made it back to church.

    -�Tami, -� came the groggy voice from the bed above her.   -�Is that
you? -�

    -�No, it -(TM)s some other naked girl that is sleeping in your room
silly, -� Tami said teasingly.

    -�What the hell happened? -�

    -�You were drugged by Marcus and that thug Tyson, -� Tami said softly.
-�Nothing happened.  You -(TM)re safe. -�

    -�You saved me, didn -(TM)t you? -�

    -�Yes, but I didn -(TM)t do much. -�

    -�Would you like to sleep up here with me? -�

   Tami -(TM)s throat tightened.  To be sleeping under the covers,
enveloped in the warmth of another person was almost more than she could
imagine.

    -�Yes. -�

   Slowly she got off the floor and slid in under the covers next to Myeka.
It was so warm and safe here, so unlike the cold of the floor where she was
so vulnerable.

    -�Tami, do you ever think about wearing clothes?  Would that be like a
sin in your religion? -�

   Tami swallowed hard.  How to answer this question?

    -�Sometimes I think about it, -� she said honestly.   -�After all, I
wore clothes for the first 18 years of my life.  Hard to just give that up.
And, I am the only one naked.  Sometimes I wonder if maybe I misunderstood
what God was saying. -�

    -�I don -(TM)t think you misunderstood, -� Myeka said softly.   -�You
are such an inspiration, not only to me but to so many other girls.  I wish
I had half of your courage and bravery, to walk naked through the world and
not hide behind anything.  Most girls wear clothes and make up to hide
their true selves.  You don -(TM)t. -�

    -�Thank you Myeka.  I don -(TM)t feel like much of a hero. -�

    -�But you saved me tonight right.  You are such a hero that you don
-(TM)t even realize it. -�

   Myeka leaned in and touched her lips to Tami -(TM)s.  Tami moaned in
pleasure.  It had been nearly half a day without an orgasm, an eternity in
her world.  Myeka -(TM)s hand moved to Tami -(TM)s sex which was
moistening.

    -�Tami, I love you. -� The girl slid a finger in and then two, sliding
in and out.  Tami moaned and moved her lower body in unison with the
fingers.  In no time at all, Tami had cum and fallen into a deep sleep. 
Myeka slipped her now wet fingers out of Tami, draped her pajama-covered
arm and leg over the sleeping nude and fell asleep as well. ---

    -�Alleluia.  Alleuluia. -� The choir sang prettily.  The church was
full of course.  Sister Jean Marie Cunningham had told everyone that
something special was going to happen this evening.  The entire parish had
turned out and brought friends.  No one remembered this old church full on
a night that was not Christmas Eve.

   The altar was beautiful, with the candles lit and flowers filling the
sanctuary.  At the front, a priest, roughly in his early 50s with black
hair graying at the edges, stood in full robes.  Next to him was a smaller
woman, long brown hair and horn-rimmed glasses, wearing a black shirt and
white collar of a minister on top of jeans and Birkenstocks.  Rebecca had
never looked happier.

   In the front pew sat Rod, feeling a bit out of place in this Catholic
Church after spending his life as a Baptist.  He sat with his sister Myeka,
looking stunning in a white dress and pearls, the same set she had lent
Tami for their night out, and his parents.  Next to them were Tami -(TM)s
roommates Jen and Mandy, who sat with Terri and Marisol.

   Behind them, in the second pew, sat Mr.  and Mrs.  Smithers and Joe. 
The three of them had made the trip from Rhode Island and looked happy to
be there.  Every so often Rod would turn and engage in small talk with his
future in-laws.  They slid in to make room for Fr.  George from St.  Mary
-(TM)s, the nice priest who had visited her after her debacle at Midnight
Mass.  He had become a confidant for Mr.  and Mrs.  Smithers, who had
invited him to this evening.

   Scattered throughout the church were several important people from Tami
-(TM)s nude year.  Professor Congi sat halfway back, sharing a smile and
conversation with Dr.  Harridance from Chalfont.  Though the two rarely
interacted, they shared a professional respect for one another.  Holding
hands in the back of the church were Jeffrey Dillon and his lover Trent. 
They were afraid to be too flamboyant here in a Catholic Church and chose
seats in the back corner.  Though both wanted to support Tami, they were
obviously uncomfortable to be at a place that did not welcome gays.  Of
course, Sister Jean Marie had given them a smile and thanked them for
coming.

   The choir completed their hymn and Fr.  McLauren stepped forward.  
-�Good evening everyone and thank you all for coming to St.  Augustine
Church.  I am joined here in the sanctuary by Rev.  Rebecca Jones, a
Unitarian minister and good friend of tonight -(TM)s honored guest. -�

   Rebecca stepped forward, smiled, and stepped back in place.  She knew
the drill; this was not her church.  In fact, Fr.  McLauren was being very
generous by allowing her to be on the altar since she was not a Catholic
priest (nor could she ever be of course).  But he was pretty liberal for a
Catholic and Sr.  Jean Marie had encouraged him to allow her on the altar.

    -�We gather tonight to give thanks to God for something and someone
truly special.  Tonight, we will be treated by one of God -(TM)s great
gifts to mankind.  And now, ladies and gentlemen fo the congregation, I
introduce you to Tami Smithers, religious nudist. -�

   Many in the audience gasped at his words.  Though most had a hint of
what was going to happen tonight, some did not.  Those gasps were
multiplied when Tami entered the church from the back.  She was being
carried on a platform by several men and women, most looked to be around
her age.  These men and women wore long white robes.

   Of course Tami did not wear a white flowing robe or any clothes at all.
However, she had a ring of flowers in her long red hair, which was braided
and hung behind her to not obscure her nakedness.

   She sat on the chair ring that she used at Chalfont.  This had the bonus
of allowing access to her lower orifices.  This was good because the two
dildos sliced in and out of her, as they did during her experiments at
Chalfont.  Her body was heaving in pleasure as the machine did its job.

   Tami had her eyes closed in prayer, thanking God for all He had given
her during the year.  Her nudity had truly been a trial of great difficulty
and shame.  But tonight she was able to look back in gratitude.

    -�OHH, -� she moaned.  Her eyes flickered open and she saw Rod and her
family just ahead.  A part of her still felt shame at being so open in
front of her mom, dad and brother but tonight was not about shame.  It was
about beauty.

   As she reached the altar, Tami -(TM)s whole body shook as she reached
orgasm.

    -�OH GOD, THANK YOU GOD. -� The platform shook as the girl spasmed
once, twice, three and then four times.  Finally, she heaved one last time
and slumped in her seat.  The tears flowed then but the machine kept going.

    -�OHHHH. -�

   Tami -(TM)s platform was placed on a riser at the front of the
sanctuary, on view for the entire church to see.  Her body continued to
move with the dildos which sawed in and out of her.

    -�Last September, Tami Smithers was called by God to be a religious
nudist, to shun modesty, -� Fr.  McLauren preached.   -�She is truly a
vision of God -(TM)s beauty and an inspiration to us all.  Now, Rev. 
Rebecca will offer a first-person account of Tami -(TM)s nakedness. -�

   Rebecca walked from her spot next to Fr.  McLauren, crossed in front of
Tami (giving the obviously distracted girl a supporting smile and tap on
the foot) and walked up the steps to the pulpit.

   She cleared her throat and turned on the microphone.

    -�My friends, every day I am witness to a miracle.  Yes, I hear you
murmuring.  I tell you, I am witness to a miracle.  That miracle is my
friend, Tami Smithers. -�

   As if on cue, the naked girl emitted a low, guttural moan of pleasure.

    -�Last September, Tami heard a call from God.  Now, I believe that God
calls many of us to action.  Sometimes we hear him, sometimes we don
-(TM)t. Sometimes we listen, sometimes we ignore him.  But, I believe that
God is always talking to us.  Nine months ago, God called Tami Smithers. -�

    -�OH, OH, OHHHHHHHH. -� Tami -(TM)s body lurched and spasmed to her
second orgasm.  The machine was unyielding and continued its assault on her
and moved her towards number three.

    -�This wasn -(TM)t an average request from God.  He wasn -(TM)t asking
Tami to go forth and be good to people.  Or to honor her father and mother,
or keep holy the Lord -(TM)s day.  No, he was asking much, much more. -�

   She turned and theatrically paused, watching Tami as she moved towards
another orgasm.  She was crudely on display for all to see.  Her sex, her
breasts, her anus were supposed to be private but not on her.

    -�He was asking her to walk naked through a world that would not easily
accept her.  She did it anyway.  She endured many trials and tribulations.
She was mocked, openly and meanly.  She was abused by men and women.  She
was an outcast by many, who would not deign to be friends with someone so
extreme in her beliefs. -�

    -�OHHHH, DEAR LORD, OHHHHH THANK YOU! -� Tami screamed out again as her
third orgasm rattled her.  The congregation was spellbound by the sight in
front of them and the words coming from both women.

    -�She walked naked through all of that.  Adding to her trauma was the
extreme cold and snow that encompassed her college campus.  On days when
the rest of us were bundled from head to toe in parkas, long underwear,
wool socks, hats and gloves, Tami was forced to face the cold with just the
flesh that God gave her when he created her.  And you know something?  She
survived without a cold and illness.  While the rest of us caught a bug or
two along the way, Tami remained healthy.  She was forced to be naked
against the biting wind, barefoot with snow up her naked legs to her knees,
and still she was healthy.  God provided all she needed.  Good took care of
her. -�

    -�UH, UH, UH, UHHHHHHH, -� Tami screamed, her mid section heaving
against the bonds that thankfully kept her secured to her chair.  Without
those restraints, Tami could have injured herself with those dildos inside
of her.

    -�And this woman, this brave yet humble woman, endured.  She endured
things that would have humiliated most women, bringing them to their knees,
both literally and figuratively.  Of the women here in the congregation
tonight, who would have devoted themselves to science in the way that Tami
has, allowing so many to see them in such a personal and private way?  But
Tami has performed these tasks in order to allow science to learn about how
women function.  Because of Tami -(TM)s lack of modesty, a landmark paper
is being published that will help move women -(TM)s reproductive health
forward several years. -�

   At this point, there were many moist eyes as many in the congregation
filled with wonder at the woman they were seeing.  Tami -(TM)s grunting was
now nearly constant and it was hard to keep count of when orgasms began and
ended.  They seemed to be rolling into one another.  Rebecca wasn -(TM)t
done yet though.

    -�Without any thought of herself and without hiding behind a wall of
pride or modesty, as most of us would have, Tami performed experiment after
experiment, pushing the walls of women -(TM)s capacity further and further.
She endured several demonstrations to benefit those women who suffer
without the ability to orgasm.  She worked tireless as a model for artists
to record the beauty of the female figure.  She is truly remarkable and, as
anyone who knows her, a miracle. -�

   The crowd erupted spontaneously in applause, drowning out Rebecca -(TM)s
last words.  The girl at the pulpit had tears in her eyes as she joined in
the ovation.  Unfortunately, Tami was barely able to register the words
Rebecca was speaking or the affection of the crown.  Instead she moved from
orgasm to orgasm, living in a suspended state of bliss.  Thankfully, the
ceremony was being recorded so that Tami could relive it at some point.

   Finally, the applause died down and Rebecca began again.

    -�But, there is more to this remarkable woman than inspiration and
triumph over society -(TM)s norms.  First, she, like those called by Jesus,
abandoned her belongings and followed him.  She owns no clothes.  Those she
did own when she arrived at college were given away, to charities and
friends.  Her only belongings are her book bag, her school books, her ankle
pouch (a gift from Rod, the love of her life) and a few small wash clothes
she uses dry off after a shower.  There are no sheets on her bed and no
pillows or blankets.  Even while sleeping, Tami does not cover her
God-given beauty. -�

    -�OH JESUS, OH JESUS, OH JESUSSSSSS -� Tami screamed out as a new wave
of orgasms began anew.  The onlookers thought that it was tough to watch
while also being beautiful.  It was a mix of emotions, an example of the
human condition.

    -�Finally, I am happy to say that despite the trials and tribulations
that she has endured, Tami has remained a humble, sweet and loving girl.  I
am blessed to call her my friend and I am one of countless other men and
women who do.  She also has found love with Rod and I have full confidence
that they will live together forever. -�

   Rebecca stepped away from the pulpit and received more applause.  She
went and sat demurely next to Fr.  McLauren.

    -�Now, I ask Tami -(TM)s friends and loved ones to gather around her as
we support her in her final display of God -(TM)s love for human. -�

   Several people stood and made their way to where Tami was.  She was
obviously between orgasms as she was slumped in her bindings.  Somehow, she
felt people gathering around her and saw Rod, smiling at her and Jen,
Marisol, Rebecca, Mandy, Myeka, her mom, dad, Joe, Professor Congi and Dr.
Harridance and Sister Jean Marie.  Even Fr.  McLauren gathered close.  Tami
looked down and saw Jeffrey and Trent step into the sanctuary.  She smiled,
knowing how difficult it was for Jeff, a Catholic who was shunned by his
family for being a homosexual, to be there.

    -�OHHHHHH. -�

    -�Lord God, thank you for blessing us with your daughter Tami, -� Fr.
McLauren prayed.   -�We thank you for calling her to be a example of your
love for us. -�

   Rod put his hand on Tami -(TM)s bare back lovingly.   -�Come on Tami, it
-(TM)s time. -� Soon others joined in, putting their hands on her body. 
She felt the orgasm building as Fr.  McLauren sprayed holy water onto her.
She was about to cum when---





   Tami Meets the Parents, Chapter 23 (End)

    -�TAMI, wake up sweetheart. -�

   Rod -(TM)s face was inches from hers, his hand on her bare back.  She
was alone in the bed, Myeka nowhere to be found.  Rod must have spritzed
her with water to wake her.

    -�Oh Rod, what are you doing? -�

   A glimmer of sun was shining through the curtains but it was obviously
still early morning.

    -�Tam, you have your art class at 8 and I have a class at 9.  We have
to get on the road early to make sure we are there in time. -�

    -�OH, -� Tami whined.  Her dream had been so wonderful.  It had almost
felt real, especially her gratitude.  She wished that she could live here
with the Sykes family and in that dream world.

    -�I know, I -(TM)m a bad guy.  But hey, being an A student doesn -(TM)t
come easily to most of us, -� he said smiling.   -�I have to work at it and
be at all of my classes unlike some people. -�

    -�I go to all my classes, don -(TM)t be mean, -� she said, shaping her
face into a pout before erupting in laughter.  She didn -(TM)t do pouting
very well.

    -�Let -(TM)s go --no time to shower or anything.  I let you sleep in a
bit. -�

   She slid her legs off of the bed and stood.   -�Where -(TM)s Myeka? -�

    -�She left an hour ago, had to get back to school, -� he said.   -�She
said she would text you. -�

   Tami already felt lost without her new friend and would miss her
terribly.  Cuddling next to her last night had brought her such a warm
feeling and had produced a wonderful dream.

   The naked girl pushed her boyfriend onto the bed.  She climbed on him,
her bare legs straddling his jean clad ones.   -�I had a beautiful dream
last night, -� she said, kissing him passionately on his lips.

    -�Hmm, was I in it, -� he asked.

    -�Oh yes, you were there, -� she said in a sexy whisper.   -�And I felt
so good.  Wish we could do that now. -�

   She kissed him again and the man moaned before pulling away.   -�Stop
temping me woman, -� he said in mock anger.   -�I already told you.  Some
of us need to be at class.  We can -(TM)t all get 4.0s you know. -�

    -�Rodney Terrence Sykes --how dare you accuse me of not going to class,
-� she said, pushing him down onto the bed.  He had let her of course
--there was no way that Tami could really push him if he stood his ground.
-�You know I haven -(TM)t missed a class all year.  Take that back. -�

   She started tickling him on his sides.  She knew from experience that
area was ticklish on Rod.  He started to try and buck her off but her legs
muscles were well developed and she was not easily tossed.

    -�Ahem, -� came a cough from the doorway.  It was Rod -(TM)s mom.  
-�Sorry to interrupt but I have some coffee to go. -�

   Tami quickly slid off Rod and felt guilty.  Even though they were
engaged in (mostly) innocent horseplay, it seemed so much worse with her
naked.

    -�Good morning Mrs.  Sykes, -� she said.   -�Sorry about that. -�

    -�Tami, after you saved both of my children last night, you can get
away with a lot of things, -� the woman said with a smile.   -�Don -(TM)t
abuse that though! -�

   The three laughed.  Rod got out of bed and helped Tami to her feet.  The
girl began to make the bed but Mrs.  Sykes pushed her away.   -�No way, you
have to go, -� she said.   -�I can handle this.  I -(TM)m going to wash
those sheets anyway. -�

   Tami felt a bit of shame.  They were washing the sheets because a naked
girl had slept in them.  Still, she felt more welcome and comfortable here
then any place on Earth, even her parents -(TM) house.

    -�Rod, can -(TM)t we stay here a few more days, -� she whined.

    -�Dear, you are welcome here anytime, -� Mrs.  Sykes said.

    -�Tami, we have to get back.  Mom, thanks for the coffee, -� he said as
they arrived at the kitchen.   -�See you in a few weeks. -�

    -�Thank you for everything Mrs.  Sykes, -� Tami said.  She wished she
could come and live her this summer but here she would still be naked. 
With Ned and Ethyl, she would be blissfully wearing clothes all summer. 
Still, this place was such a haven.

    -�Tami, you are welcome here anytime, -� the woman said, hugging Tami
tight.  Tami relished the feel of the woman -(TM)s robe against her bare
skin and also loving the warmth that the hug possessed.

   The two lovers walked out in the early morning light.  Despite the
calendar saying it was spring, it still felt like winter here in the
pre-dawn hours.  Tami felt the cold, hard concrete beneath her feet.  It
was time, once again, to go back to school and be the committed religious
nudist that she declared to be.  Still, it was only for a few more weeks
and then she would be on her way to her summer job and clothes, wonderful
clothes.

   They got into the car.  Rod had thoughtfully warmed it up.  She slid
into the car, the empty cake box in her lap and the two sped off towards
campus.  Tami turned and placed the box in the back seat and undid her seat
belt.

    -�Rod, it seems to me that I haven -(TM)t had any breakfast, -� she
said, moving her hands to Rod -(TM)s lap.  She undid his belt and the
button of his jeans and slid down the zipper.

    -�Think there is anything I can suck on for a little while, -� she
said, pulling his now enlarging penis out.   -�Oh dear, look at this. 
Breakfast is served. -�

   The beautiful naked girl bent over and took Rod into her mouth and began
to suck.  The car swerved just a tad as Rod lost his concentration for a
second.  It wasn -(TM)t long before Rod was unloading into her warm mouth.

    -�Hmm, that was a good start --but I -(TM)m still hungry, -� she said,
taking him in her mouth again.  Rod leaned his head on the rest behind his
seat.  This was going to be a long and wonderful ride.