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 �>�The Exhibitionist Next Door by BPClavel

   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 33: Cuffed

   Nate raced home after football practice.  He was running a bit late, but
fortunately Dale was waiting at the curb, she hopped in asking,  -�Do you
need anything from your house before we go? -�

    -�Let me think, -� said Nate.   -�Handcuffs, check.  Robe, check. 
Girl, check.  I guess I -(TM)m all set.  How about you? -�

    -�Freshly shaved me, check.  Hmm.  Besides that, I think there is
nothing I -(TM)m allowed to bring, just my little body.  Maybe I should
bring some courage.  I -(TM)m still working on that.  Let -(TM)s go before
I think too hard, -� said Dale.

   Within five minutes they had reached the rest area.  There was only one
car there as Dale headed into the restroom.  A few minutes later the door
of the lady -(TM)s room opened slightly and Nate noticed Dale peeking out.
The one other car had left, so in the next instant the door swung wide open
and a completely nude Dale strode out into the late afternoon sunshine. 
Nate had purposefully parked far from the bathrooms, thinking that they
would have some privacy for Dale to disrobe and be handcuffed there.  He
hadn -(TM)t imagined that she might undress in the restroom.  Dale walked
hurriedly toward the car, doing her best to look confident while keeping an
eye on the entrance road.

    -�So Miss, now it begins!  Where are your clothes? -� asked Nate.

    -�I threw them away.  I -(TM)m destined to be bare, unless you brought
something, -� said Dale, opening the passenger door.  Nate could tell that
she wanted the door open so that she could dive in if a car came.

    -�Ok pretty lady, take one last look at those hands of yours.  I don
-(TM)t know when you -(TM)ll next see them, -� said Nate, opening the
trunk.  -�OK, times up.  Put them behind your back. -� Dale now stood at
attention, with her feet slightly apart, her chin high, and her fingers
interwoven behind her back.  As Nate walked toward her holding the
handcuffs, he noticed how nicely this arm position made her posture,
forcing her nipples up and out.  He thought,  -~Wow, handcuffs must do for
tits what high heels do for legs! -(TM) He thought of making some comment
to stress how vulnerable she would be with her hands locked behind, but he
decided that the sound and feel of the handcuffs would say it all.

   Dale looked over her shoulder and said,  -�Nate, you -(TM)ll keep me
safe, right? -�

   He did his best to reassure her, as he began positioning the cuffs. 
First he looped the open cuffs over both wrists to make sure they were
turned right.  Next he started slowly ratcheting one down on to one of her
wrists.  He felt Dale shudder.  He stopped just shy of the metal gripping
her skin.  He knew they could be tightened, but not loosened.  He knew that
with the second wrist, she would be locked.  He was conscious of Dale
taking irregular yet deep breaths.  He thought he might be able to hear her
heart beating, had there not been the steady car noise from the highway not
too far away.  The time was now, so he closed the second cuff.   -�Well,
that -(TM)s done.  Do they feel OK? -� asked Nate.

    -�They feel a little cold, and very scary.  But I didn -(TM)t panic
like I thought I might at this moment, -� said Dale, turning toward him.  
-�Maybe you should find that robe before someone comes. -�

    -�Sure, it -(TM)s right in the trunk, -� said Nate, getting the robe.

    -�Nate, what happened to the belt? -� asked Dale looking at the robe in
his hands.

    -�I reread the letter, -� said Nate.   -�It was quite clear: just 
-~one clothing item -(TM).  To me a belt is a piece of clothing, so I took
it out of the belt loops and left it home.  Of course, I could have brought
just the belt.  Should I have asked you?  I was pretty sure that the robe
would be your preference. -�

    -�Nate, you are in so much trouble!  How am I supposed to hold the robe
closed with my arms behind my back? -� asked Dale.

    -�I thought of that.  You won -(TM)t be able to, will you? -� said
Nate, giving her a hint of an evil smile.  Nate draped the robe over her
shoulders, pulling the front closed.  He then let go as he stepped back to
see how it looked.   -�Yep, just as I thought.  It doesn -(TM)t stay
together.  It sure doesn -(TM)t hide much at all open like that.  Well,
maybe it will stay together in the car.  Here, climb in. -� Dale scowled at
him but sat down in the seat, swinging her feet in.  Her hips were forward
because her arms were behind her.  Nate buckled her belt carefully, and
then walked around to his side of the car and got in.   -�Are you
comfortable? -� he asked.

    -�I -(TM)m not especially comfortable, and I -(TM)m not especially
happy about the missing belt, but at least everything is covered, -� said
Dale.

    -�Yes, I see that, -� said Nate pausing.   -�Unfortunately, Kelly is
not the only person that you have to worry about this evening.  Let me help
you with your robe, -� said Nate reaching over.  He made some adjustments,
opening the robe.   -�There, now at least your shoulders are covered.  And
this way with the robe bunched up on the sides, people won -(TM)t be able
to tell that your hands and arms are behind you. -�

    -�OK Buster, that -(TM)s hilarious.  Jokes over, now put it back, -�
said Dale.

    -�Who -(TM)s joking?  You look good like this, real good!  I hope I
-(TM)ll be able to keep my eyes on the road.  Interesting how having your
hands behind your butt forces it forward, bringing the pretty pussy out of
hiding.  I -(TM)m probably not the only one who will be having trouble
keeping their eyes on the road this evening.  Here let me adjust the seat
belt a little.  Ok, this upper one, right between --not covering anything.
And the lower one, yep, perfect.  Not even hiding your belly button.  Let
-(TM)s get rolling. -�

    -�Nate, -� pleaded Dale.   -�You -(TM)re not really going to drive with
me like this? -�

   Nate just ignored her and started driving.  He noticed that Dale was
attempting to slide lower in the seat.   -�The truckers out here are going
to love that position, -� he said.   -�They have a great view right down
into your lap.  Here let me pass that truck up ahead.  I wonder if I will
need to honk to get him to look? -� said Nate.

    -�You better not! -� said Dale, sliding back up.  Nate thought he might
be pushing his luck, so he decided to be good and just follow the truck for
a while.  He noticed that Dale was keeping a close eye on the cars ahead
and behind.  The cars going the other way weren -(TM)t a real factor due to
speed and lane separation.  He knew that for Dale it was all about risk and
worry, so the goal was to raise the level of those without a significant
problem.  He wanted Dale to think she had been seen a few times along the
way, but he also wanted to complete the drive without getting recognized or
stopped.

   Trying to change the subject, Nate tried talking about the movies he had
seen at her house on Friday.  Dale was feeling too exposed to converse. 
She was still watching the other cars carefully.  He saw her biting her
lower lip gently as her eyes alternated between looking ahead and behind.
Nate didn -(TM)t mind that she was too distracted to talk.  He had his own
distractions to deal with.  He had meant to have the robe open such that
her tits and pussy were in view.  Looking now, he realized that he had gone
a bit overboard.  Dale was essentially entirely nude.  Other than her
shoulders, she was not covered at all, and nothing hid her identity.  He
started trying to think of ways to conceal her identity, maybe for other
outings.  It was tough.  What can you do to a nude girl to conceal her
identity?  He recognized the challenge.  Most disguises involve wearing
something, but if the point is being naked, then a disguise can -(TM)t
involve clothing items.  Wigs and masks were about all he could think of.
He didn -(TM)t think of a single idea that appealed to him.

   Several cars passed them, but if they looked over, they probably just
saw Nate driving.  To see that Dale was nude, they would have needed to
look over and back just after passing.  For some reason, nobody seemed to
be doing that.   -�Dale, I think I needed a  -~Naked Passenger -(TM) bumper
sticker, then people would probably look over at the right moment.  Remind
me to get one of those, -� said Nate.  Dale didn -(TM)t seem so impressed
by the idea.

   About half way there, he saw a semi up ahead, and decided that the time
had come to have some fun.  He knew that truckers traveled long distances,
and given the license plate, this one had to be far from home.  He started
passing slowly.   -�Nate, what are you doing? -� asked Dale.

    -�I -(TM)ve decided that this trucker needs to have his day brightened.
You are about to put a smile on his face.  Don -(TM)t chicken out and cover
up! -� said Nate.

    -�You -(TM)re really asking for it, -� said Dale.  He knew that it was
a hollow threat.  She might not say it, but later she would be glad to have
been seen.  As they pulled even with the cab, Nate saw Dale look down.  He
thought she was hiding her face, but then he decided that she might also be
looking at her pussy, trying to picture just what the trucker might be
seeing.  Nate stayed right even with the cab for about 30 seconds.  He was
about to blow his horn to get the guy to look when suddenly the trucker
gave two loud blasts with his horn.  They both jumped.

   Nate drove even with him for about 30 seconds more and then asked, 
-�What does he look like. -�

    -�I -(TM)m not looking up.  I don -(TM)t want him to see my face, -�
said Dale.

    -�Well then, roll down your window and wave, -� said Nate.

    -�How in the hell am I going to wave? -� said Dale

   Nate laughed out loud at himself.   -�I guess you can -(TM)t roll down
the window either. -� Nate started to pull ahead.  He looked in his
rearview mirror and continued,  -�Look!  He -(TM)s giving you a thumbs-up.
-� Dale strained to lean forward a little to peer in the mirror on her
side. Nate saw a big smile on her face when she saw the trucker waving and
giving a thumbs-up.  Nate set his sight on the next trucker, and sped up a
little.   -�Here we go again, -� said Nate.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 34: Something in the Mailbox

   Dale objected, but he knew it was only for appearances.  This time as he
pulled even, he honked.  Dale gave him the look that often came with a
punch, but there was of course no punch.  After a few seconds the second
trucker blasted his horn as well.   -�Ok Dale, this guy must be staring
right down at your pretty pussy.  Time to show him the titties. -� Dale
scowled at him, but then a few seconds later he saw her shifting and
turning.  She turned her head all the way to the right, keeping her face
pointed down.  She was able to bend and twist her torso enough to touch the
window with her right nipple, bringing the other one very close.  Two more
quick blasts indicated that her position change had been appreciated.  They
pulled ahead and Nate was approaching the next truck when he saw the sign
for the Spruce Lake exit.   -�It looks like we are almost there, -� said
Nate.   -�In a few minutes you -(TM)ll be saying goodbye to the security of
that robe. -�

    -�Real funny Buster, -� said Dale.

    -�What do you suppose will be in the mailbox? -� asked Nate.

    -�I don -(TM)t know, but I am betting that whatever it is it does not
make me any less naked.  There is no chance that it is a real piece of
clothing, -� said Dale.

   They went around the lake to the left, passing below the restaurant.  In
short order they found the address they were looking for, parking near the
mailbox.  Nate climbed out and went around the car to help Dale, first
unbuckling her seatbelt.  The robe fell off her shoulders as he did so.  
-�Well, I guess getting you undressed won -(TM)t take long, -� said Nate,
folding the robe and placing it in the trunk.   -�Should we go look in the
mailbox? -�

    -�The sooner the better.  Then we can get away from the road, -� said
Dale.  Nate pulled open the mailbox and Dale leaned forward to have a look
saying,  -�That looks like the kind of long jewelry box that necklaces come
in. -�

   Nate took the wrapped box labeled  -�Carol -� out of the mailbox.  He
unwrapped it while Dale watched.  Taking off the lid, he held it so that
they could both see.  There was a medium sized gold chain with the large
word  -�MINX -� in the center and a loop on each end.   -�You are supposed
to put it on immediately, -� said Nate.

    -�Where does it go? -� asked Dale.

    -�I don -(TM)t know.  Maybe there are instructions, -� said Nate poking
around in the packaging.   -�Here it is. -� He started reading:

   Personalized Non-Piercing Nipple Chain Your nipples DO NOT have to be
pierced to enjoy wearing Nipple Jewelry!! Our nipple jewelry features very
comfortably fitting loops that snug onto your nipples.  These loops feel so
exciting that they are actually quite titillating to wear.

   Putting on your NON Piercing nipple jewelry: The secret to attaching the
loops is to make your nipples erect.  Once erect, slip the loop over your
nipple to the base then simply move the bead up with a twisting motion. 
Snug up according to your comfort level.  You control the tension. It
really and truly does not hurt at all, and in fact it looks and feels so
sexy!

   After Nate finished reading, he looked up and his eyes met Dale -(TM)s.
She had her big eye  -�deer in the headlights -� look and was again biting
her lip.  Nate realized that his eyes must look about the same.  No one
spoke.  They were both feeling a little shell shocked.

    -�This is going to be really hard with my hands behind my back, -� said
Dale.

    -�Yeah, -� was all that Nate could manage.

    -�Let -(TM)s go half way down the driveway and think, -� said Dale.  
-�The last thing I need is to be seen here by the mailbox.  Someone would
call the police if they saw a naked girl in handcuffs. -� They walked down
the gravel driveway, slowly because Dale was of course barefoot.   -�Well,
we can -(TM)t go back.  The handcuff key and the party are ahead, -�
continued Dale once they were a good distance from the road.  I knew that I
might need your help to put something on.  It just never occurred to me how
involved it might be.  How intimate it might be.  Handcuffed like this, I
-(TM)m not going to be doing much, other than providing the nipples.  The
rest will have to be up to you. -� Nate was excited by the prospect, but
feeling something akin to stage fright.   -�Will you hold those loops up so
I can get a better look at them? -� continued Dale.

   Nate held one end up, and they both examined it carefully.  Nate
experimented with the bead to get a feel for how it tightened up the loop.
-�OK Nate.  My nipples are pretty sensitive.  They don -(TM)t have many
miles on them, so be gentle with those loops, but we -(TM)ll have to try
and figure this out.  I don -(TM)t have any experience with such things.  I
never try to turn on the high beams, it just happens sometimes.  I know
that cold does it, but I doubt you have any ice cubes hiding in your car.
As far as I know, that leaves us just one option: arousal.  I am thinking
that half the project is the nipples themselves, but the other half is the
girl, -� said Dale.

    -�Dale, you are blushing, -� said Nate.

    -�Duh!  Of course I am.  I -(TM)m preparing myself.  Actually I -(TM)m
trying to prepare both of us for the inevitable.  In a moment, you and I
will be doing things we -(TM)ve never done with each other before --here in
the middle of a driveway, -� said Dale.

    -�Well, I -(TM)m game if you are, -� said Nate.

    -�Why am I not surprised?  Well, put the jewelry in your pocket for the
moment.  You are going to need both hands.  We -(TM)ve sort of had an
unspoken  -~look but don -(TM)t touch -(TM) rule.  Well, that rule is
temporarily lifted, for everything above the belt anyway.  Time for you to
find out if these titties feel as nice as they look, -� said Dale.  Nate
didn -(TM)t move or reply.   -�Nate, wake up!  Do you need a written
invitation? -�

    -�No.  I mean I have wondered for so long what it would be like to
touch you.  I -(TM)m just -- -�

   Dale cut him off saying,  -�Nate.  Today please. -� Nate put out his
hands and gently applied one palm to each tit.   -�Nate, please hold me. 
Kiss me.  Remember, everything above the waist is inbounds.  There is a lot
of skin here that needs touching.  For this to work, the whole girl needs
to get excited.  The titties need plenty of attention, and don -(TM)t
forget about the nipples. -� Nate hardly knew where to start, being
suddenly put on the spot like this.  He gave Dale a big hug, and she angled
her face up and their lips fell together.  He was glad that he had
experienced the one brief trial run with Ika in the dark just a few days
before.  He tried to kiss gently, but deeply and passionately.  Initially
he wrapped both hands around her back, but then casually snuck one back to
her front to involve a tit.  As she had said, they were half the project.
It was quite strange to suddenly have such broad privileges, but she had
said  -�temporarily -� so he felt the need to make the most of the
opportunity.  It felt strange to be hugging Dale so unilaterally.  The
other times he had hugged and kissed her, her arms had been around him. 
Now they were out of play behind her back.  She leaned into him.  He could
tell that she was doing her best to relax, to participate in becoming
excited.  Nate was loving the feel of her smooth skin.  Her tits felt
absolutely heavenly, firm yet so invitingly soft.  They felt so much more
wonderful than he had ever imagined.  He experimented with seeing just how
far he could slide them around on her rib cage without it seeming too
obvious.

   After a couple of minutes, Dale broke off the kiss and said,  -�Nate, I
think we are ready to try kissing now. -�

    -�But we are kissing, -� said Nate.

    -�A different sort of kissing, Nate.  You are so tall, I think you
might need to kneel, -� said Dale, hoping that he would clue in so she
wouldn -(TM)t have to be more specific.  Nate seemed to figure it out and
got to his knees in a grassy spot to the side of the driveway.  Dale leaned
over him and he took one tit in each hand and then started kissing first
one and then the other.  Dale continued,  -�That is very nice, now it is
time for some deeper kisses.  Kiss those nipples like you were just kissing
my mouth. -� She could tell that she was going to have to give him specific
hints.  While kissing his head, she whispered to him,  -�Try sucking as
well.  First suck just the nipple, but you have heard he expression  -~More
than a mouthful is a waste -(TM).  I -(TM)ve always wondered if I have more
than a mouthful.  It might be kind of exciting to find out. -� Nate took
the hint, sucking the nipples and then trying to see just how much of a
whole tit he could suck in, opening his mouth wide.  Dale felt herself
getting excited with all the attention.  She whispered,  -�And Nate, you
are not to tell Jason that you sucked my titties --because he hasn -(TM)t.
He -(TM)d be so jealous! -�

   Nate was noticing that her nipples were definitely feeling like little
points in his mouth.  He came up for air and with a small twinge of regret
told her quietly,  -�I think we might be almost ready to try on the
nipple-cuffs. -� Because he thought it would excite her further, he started
alternating small comments with periods of sucking.   -�It -(TM)s almost
time to go the party, -� Everyone there will see your pussy. -�  -�I wonder
what the other women will think. -�  -�What will they think of a little
minx with a freshly shaved virgin pussy? -�  -�I can -(TM)t wait to see how
they react to seeing these pointy little nipples chained together. -� 
-�There won -(TM)t be any way to cover up since you -(TM)re handcuffed. -�
-�I -(TM)ll bet they all know who has the key. -�  -�I -(TM)ll bet that
they all know that you are here to shave Kelly -(TM)s pussy. -� Dales
breathing deepened.  Nate was smelling something that he had only smelled
around Dale, and only a time or two, the scent of an aroused woman.  Dale
was nuzzling deep into his hair, kissing his head passionately.  The top of
his head was all that she could reach.  He was sure she would be attacking
him had her hands not been secured behind her back .

   Nate got the MINX chain into his hand, and focused on one nipple. 
Making sure that he had the correct end of the chain, he pinched the now
rock hard nipple between his fingers and then slipped it inside of the
loop. He glanced up and noticed Dale looking down at what he was doing with
curiosity and excitement.  He started sliding the bead into place, wanting
it to be tight but not too tight.  He asked her,  -�How is that. -� She
nodded indicating that it seemed about right.  Nate let the chain hang
straight down and moved to the other nipple.  Dale -(TM)s state of arousal
was so high that it too was hard.  But Nate knew that he was even harder.
Fortunately that fact was pretty well hidden at the moment given that he
was on his knees.  He felt on the very verge of release, something that had
never happened absent physical contact.

   Once the second end was secured, Nate leaned back to get a better look.
Dale had a petit torso, and the chain was only a little longer than the
distance between her nipples.  The chain seemed to be pulling her nipples
closer together as her arm position was pulling them apart.  He stood up
and she leaned into him kissing him passionately on the lips.  Nate
returned the kiss and hugged her close.  Finally he said,  -�I -(TM)m
enjoying this so much, but we are a little late.  I don -(TM)t want Kelly
to feel like she needs to punish you, there is no telling what that woman
might do. -�

    -�OK, -� said Dale, seemingly reluctant to stop the kissing.  She
continued,  -�You won -(TM)t tell anyone about this right.  My nipples miss
you already, but I don -(TM)t think they can really be kissed through all
this hardware. -�

    -�Do you think it is going to stay on, or will your nipples get soft,
-� asked Nate.

    -�Oh, I have a feeling that these little loops and the pull of the
chain are going to keep them up and proud.  It -(TM)s pretty exciting to
have jewelry on my titties.  Does it look good? -� asked Dale.

    -�It looks awesome.  I would never have thought that your perfect
titties could look any better, but I have just been proven wrong.  It looks
so pretty! -� said Nate.  And with his arm tightly around her shoulders,
they started toward the house, walking slowly, not so much due to the
gravel, but so that Dale could catch her breath and regain some composure.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 35: The Bonfire

   As they approached the door, it opened and Kelly greeted them, 
-�Welcome, welcome.  Now the party can begin!  Let -(TM)s have a quick
inspection.  Nate, step away for a second. -� Kelly walked around Dale
slowly, examining the details.  She inspected the cuffs, seemingly checking
that they were secure without being too tight.  She surprised Dale with a
little slap to her butt.  Coming around the front, she bent over and ran
her fingers tenderly over Dale -(TM)s mound, carefully checking if her
instructions had been followed.  Then she reached up and grasped her tits,
squeezing one in each hand, forcing Dale -(TM)s nipples out.  Kelly studied
the nipples.  She grabbed each nipple between a thumb and forefinger and
pulled.  Dale tried to keep a straight face, but Nate could tell that she
was caught completely off-guard and was very uncomfortable having her
nipples pinched, pulled and studied like this.  Kelly then yanked on the
chain, causing Dale to inhale audibly, letting out a small yelp of pain. 
Kelly looked at Nate and said,  -�Well done Nate.  Why don -(TM)t you go
through the house, and into the backyard?  The other guests are there.  I
-(TM)ll take Carol upstairs and make a few adjustments. -� As instructed
Nate entered the house.  He looked back and saw Kelly leading Dale, pulling
her along by her upper arm in the same way that the police handle
handcuffed prisoners.  Their eyes met, and Nate recognized a look of fear
in Dale -(TM)s eyes.  He watched as Dale disappeared up the stairs.

   Nate went outside where he saw Mike and Mitchell, along with what had to
be their wives.  Henry was there as well, tending to the fire.  They were
all introduced, and Nate examined the lakeshore while he wondered what
Kelly was doing to Dale.  Mike asked him,  -�Is Naked Carol with you? -�

    -�Yes, Kelly took her upstairs to  -~make a few adjustments -(TM),
whatever that means, -� said Nate.

    -�Oh my, -� said Mike.   -�That woman and her imagination!  I can
-(TM)t really wait to find out what she has in store for us this evening.
-� Nate didn -(TM)t notice the two wives exchanging knowing glances.  They
didn -(TM)t have to wait that long.  A short while later Kelly appeared,
asking them all to turn around and close their eyes.  Nate wanted to peek
but didn -(TM)t.  About a minute later Kelly told them they could turn
around and open their eyes.

   Dale was standing on a high bench with her feet about three feet apart.
She was still wearing the cuffs and the nipple chain.  The most obvious
difference was that her hair had been put up in pigtails.  Dale had just
turned nineteen, but Nate thought this change alone seemed to make her look
fifteen going on eight.  The only other change that he noticed was to her
makeup.  He had never seen Dale look quite like this.  To his eye she used
makeup so sparingly that it seemed as if she wore no makeup at all.  The
girl looking down at him now had dramatic eye makeup and lipstick.  It
looked a bit amateurish actually.  Something about the look stirred a
memory in him, which he couldn -(TM)t place at first.  But then he found
himself thinking of the girls back in junior high.  Their initial attempts
at makeup often looked like this --a bit overdone and unskilled.  Kelly
must be after a young look.  The pigtails were certainly a giveaway, and
the shaved pussy certainly had a youthful look to it.  Was she after the
young slut look?  The  -�Minx -� chain supported that possibility.  Dale
looked quite uncomfortable to Nate, quite embarrassed to be exhibited in
this manner.  He tried to give her a reassuring smile, but knew it wouldn
-(TM)t help much.

   After everyone had looked at Dale for a bit, Kelly said,  -�Sarah,
Nicole, come here and have a close look at our little minx.  You guys have
already seen Carol, so give us a minute. -� The guys all shuffled a little
further away while the girls gathered around Dale standing on the bench,
chained front and back.  Nate watched as the girls all leaned in such that
their heads all seemed to be within a foot of Dale -(TM)s pussy.  They were
studying it, talking about it.  A time or two he saw Kelly raise her hand.
He couldn -(TM)t tell if she was touching Dale or merely pointing at her
pussy.  Nate wasn -(TM)t the only one watching the three dressed women
study the nude girl.  Dale -(TM)s look angled up at the sky.  It looked as
if were trying to avoid eye contact with everyone.  After a few minutes,
the women invited their husbands over.  Nate seemed to be purposefully
excluded, but he was happy to watch from a distance, and he snapped a
discreet photo.  He -(TM)d give Dale the option of deleting it later.  At
this point, it looked as if they were all discussing Dale -(TM)s pussy. 
Dale continued to look up.  Nate thought she looked like she was blushing,
but it was hard to be sure given the makeup.

   Nate found himself thinking about the Dale that he was seeing.  Indeed
this was the Dale that he had observed keenly since grade school.  Dale
Jordan, successful student, accomplished athlete.  The confident young lady
that everyone admired and wanted to be around.  She was always smartly
dressed, and always managed to say the just right thing whether talking to
teachers, other students, or addressing an entire assembly holding a
microphone.  She was the epitome of the perfect nineteen year old, any
parents dream.  What a contrast there was between that Dale and the girl
standing on the bench before him.  The girl standing in an inverted  -�Y -�
position, legs apart, arms and hands hidden from view.  Unlike the
conservatively dressed Dale that he knew, this girl was completely nude,
her hair and makeup imposed upon her, seemingly intended to make her look
young.  Not at all the confident Dale he knew.  In her place was a young
vulnerable looking girl chained front and back.  Even Dale -(TM)s
self-assured look was gone, replaced by a look overflowing with worry.  To
him it seemed surreal to think that this could be the same person.  What a
change!  He wondered how she was coping, standing on the bench like that,
being subjected to close scrutiny by multiple people that she hardly knew.
And two of them were women she hadn -(TM)t even yet been introduced to.  It
crossed his mind that she might really be worrying had she not had Kelly
-(TM)s assurance that no sex acts would be involved.  Given the image
before him, he was glad about that as well.  Yet Dale wasn -(TM)t gagged.
Nothing kept her from speaking.  She could tell him to get her out of there
if it was too much for her.  And yet she stood there, just as Kelly had
posed her, soaking in the experience and saying nothing.

   As he looked at her standing there, his mind wandered to the fun they
had experienced in the driveway.  He sure had had fun, but she had given
him every indication that it had been fun for her as well.  That was such
an amazing thought to him, almost too amazing for him to wrap his brain
around.  Hadn -(TM)t she said,  -�My nipples miss you already -- -� His
mind was awash in happiness at the memory of those words.  Kelly -(TM)s
voice brought him back to reality,  -�Nate, I presume you have your phone.
I -(TM)d like to take a few photos.  First take a group photo for us, if
you -(TM)d be so kind. -�

   Kelly positioned everyone such that each man was by his wife, and they
were all grouped around but not in front of Dale.  Nate took a few photos
and then Kelly handed him her phone so that she could have some as well. 
She announced,  -�Nate and I are the only ones with cameras here this
evening. -� Kelly then had Dale turn around, and then she again had Nate
take more photos using both cameras with the handcuffs showing.  Next she
had Nate take pictures of just the two of them.  In a few she grabbed or
yanked on the nipple chain, a few times so forcefully that Nate heard Dale
cry out in pain.

   Kelly then switched places with Nate, posing him and taking photos with
both phones.  First she had Dale stand as she had, up on the bench, feet
apart.  She had Nate stand behind her.  Because the bench was narrow, Nate
had to hold on to Dale to keep from falling off.  First he held her waist
while Kelly took a few shots asking for various expressions.  Nate -(TM)s
head was straight above Dale -(TM)s because she was shorter with the legs
somewhat apart.  Kelly then instructed Nate to grasp Dale -(TM)s tits.  She
posed him such that he was cupping them from below, but also squeezing
their sides.  Not covering the nipples, but rather forcing them out.  It
occurred to him that his  -~temporary -(TM) permission to touch the goods
had probably expired, but she couldn -(TM)t be upset at him.  He was simply
doing what Kelly was requiring.  Kelly then had him straddle the bench
facing Dale, with his arms around her waist.  First she took photos of him
smiling and facing the camera.  Then she had him kiss the near side of Dale
-(TM)s tit for a few more shots with each camera.  Then Kelly had Nate
kneel on the ground leaning back against the bench.  This placed his head
right between her inner thighs.  Kelly took a few shots like that and then
asked him to look up.  Nate tipped his head back and looked straight up. 
Dale -(TM)s pussy was mere inches from his face.  While he studied it, he
was conscious of Kelly taking pictures, and she asked him to make funny
faces while still looking up.  When he finally looked back at Kelly, he
noticed that the rest of the group had been observing the photo session and
looked very much like they were enjoying themselves.

   Kelly asked Dale to turn around so that the handcuffs would show.  Mike
came forward to steady her as she did so.  Dale was again straddling his
head.  Kelly took more photos.  Nate was sure wondering what these photos
would look like, his head with Dale -(TM)s cute tush just above, handcuffs
and all.  He glanced up and saw Dale -(TM)s hands held in fists.  Again she
had Nate lean back and look up.  As before he was staring right into Dale
-(TM)s lovely pussy, the lips parted just ever so slightly.  With his nose
just inches away, he again detected the scent of arousal.  He knew Kelly
was taking pictures, but he was busy studying the layer of moisture that
had formed on Dale -(TM)s most intimate bits.

   Kelly then moved to the side to take profile photos.  She instructed
Nate to lean back just a little more, while she had Dale look down at the
guy between her legs examining her pussy.  Now Nate felt himself blushing.
He didn -(TM)t know where to look.  Into her eyes as she studied him, or
into her pussy as Kelly had instructed.  He tried to read her thoughts, but
couldn -(TM)t.  It was an awkward moment, but Nate knew that he wanted the
photo.  He knew he wasn -(TM)t dreaming.  There was a pussy inches from his
face, and not just any pussy.  It was Dale Jordan -(TM)s pussy.  He wanted
the photo.

   Finally Kelly allowed Dale to get down and relax.  She instructed 
-�Carol -� to mingle and to get to know everyone.  Dale was having a little
trouble doing so considering that she was the only one nude, the only one
handcuffed and wearing pigtails.  But she seemed to be trying.  Kelly had
Nate get her a bottle of water.  He held it up so she could drink and she
ended up downing the entire bottle.  Once they had a moment for a little
private conversation he asked her how she was doing.  Dale basically said
that she was OK, but that even though she had expected Kelly to challenge
her, it was all adding up to somewhat more than she had been expecting. 
They talked about the photos.  Nate told her that she could delete the ones
on his camera, but that the ones that Kelly had were out of his control. 
Nate could tell that she looked pretty worried about that.

   Next Kelly asked the wives to help her in the kitchen, returning a few
minutes later for Dale.  Dale and Nate maintained eye contact as Dale was
led away.  They were both thinking the same thing, that the time for pussy
shaving was at hand.

   The guys all waited around the fire.  Henry, Mike and Mitchell drank
beer and talked.  Nate joined in a little, but some of the talk was of
little interest.  They asked him about Carol -(TM)s nipple chain, and they
all enjoyed his story.  They had been tipped off that such an item was
waiting in the mailbox, so they knew that it had been put on after they had
arrived.

   At least an hour passed before the girls started bringing out the food
and setting up a buffet table.  Dale reappeared, and she came and stood by
Nate, seemingly looking for a safe zone.  She was handcuffed as before, but
she indicated that she had been free for a time, but was under instructions
to be quiet about what had happened upstairs.  Nate dished up two plates,
one for himself, and one for Dale.  They found a spot side by side at a
table and ate dinner, Nate feeding Dale, the little girl in pigtails.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 36: The Bonfire

   After everyone had finished eating, they all stood around the bonfire
talking and enjoying themselves.  It was a peaceful night on the lake.  The
temperature was perfect, and the fire was keeping the bugs away.  Kelly
announced that she had a surprise for everyone, the main event was at hand.
Taking Henry by the hand she led him to a central spot between the lake and
the fire and then whispered into his ear.  Nate saw Henry -(TM)s expression
change.  Kelly assumed a position with her hands to her sides, and after a
moment of hesitation, Henry started unbuttoning her blouse.  When it was
all the way unbuttoned, he removed it.  Kelly was topless and wearing a
nipple chain like Dale -(TM)s, except that it read,  -�KELLY -�.  She
turned slowly so that everyone could see.  After she had made a full turn,
she stopped and nodded to Henry.  Dutifully Henry approached her again.  He
unzipped her skirt, sliding it down her legs.  Kelly stepped out of it and
Henry folded it and placed it with her blouse.  Kelly was now standing
there in just a pair of sexy black lace panties.  For a moment Henry and
Kelly seemed frozen, starring into each other -(TM)s eye, but again Kelly
nodded.  Henry moved behind her.  He grasped the panties on both sides, but
did not move.  He looked around the group.  He had everyone -(TM)s complete
attention.  Slowly he slid the panties down his wife -(TM)s legs and she
stepped out of them.  Nate and Dale were not surprised that Kelly -(TM)s
pussy was shaved completely bare, but it was clearly a surprise to everyone
else, including Henry.  Kelly placed her hands on her hips and turned
slowly letting everyone have a good look.  Dale was watching with great
interest how the guys were reacting.  She had seen people react to her own
shaved pussy, but this was the first time she had seen reactions to someone
else -(TM)s.  The Forest Service guys certainly seemed to be enjoying
having another shaved pussy to look at.  Dale felt a slight burden lifting.
The spotlight had shifted over to Kelly.

   Kelly seemed to be planning on staying nude, relaxing and continuing
with the party, when all of a sudden she called for everyone -(TM)s
attention and said,  -�OK, who -(TM)s next? -� Everyone was silent, but
then Nicole, taking Mike -(TM)s hand, walked out into the center.  Again a
few whispers were exchanged, and then Mike started unbuttoning Nicole
-(TM)s shirt.  Nate looked over and saw that Mitchell was looking at his
wife Sarah, while she pretended to ignore him.  When Nicole -(TM)s shirt
came off, they all saw that she too was braless and  -�chained -�.  As
expected, her chain read  -�NICOLE -�.  Like Kelly she was probably
mid-twenties.  She was taller and slighter.  Her tits were close in size to
Dale -(TM)s, but sagged somewhat.  After she had done a slow turn, Mike
began removing her skirt.  Below it she wore a tiny nearly see-through
white thong, which Mike removed in turn.  She too was completely shaved. 
Nate looked at Dale, realizing why she had been gone so long.  Dale looked
at him and shrugged.

   After a minute or two, Kelly beckoned Sarah.  Mitchell advanced to the
center, but Sarah hung back reluctantly, her feet seemingly rooted in
place. Both Kelly and Nicole went over to talk to their friend.  Nate saw
her shake her head a time or two, but eventually they got her into the
center, but with her arms firmly crossed over her mid-section.  Mitchell
started undoing buttons, but ran into difficulty when he got down to her
arms.  Kelly and Nicole again swept in offering their moral support.  As if
on cue, each of them took ahold of an arm and pulled it gently out to the
side.  Mitchell was now able to get the rest of the buttons undone.  He
opened her shirt and taking a peek was obviously delighted to see a SARAH
chain just inside.  Sarah noticed the delight on her husband -(TM)s face
and seemed to relax a little.  Mitchell pushed the shirt back off of her
shoulders, and Kelly and Nicole managed to get the shirt down and
completely off.  Still holding Sarah -(TM)s arms, as much for moral support
as for control, the ladies now turned Sarah completely around, allowing
everyone the full view.

   Sarah, while the oldest of the group had nothing to be ashamed of.  Even
though she was probably mid-thirties, she was obviously a regular at the
gym.  Her boobs were also smaller than Kelly -(TM)s, but they were the
second largest of the four girls at the bonfire.  When Mitchell reached for
the zipper on her skirt, she pulled away, but Kelly and Nicole tightened
their grips.  Sarah evaded Mitchell -(TM)s attempts successfully a few more
times, but eventually the three against one situation meant that Mitchell
was successful.  He reached the zipper and got it down.  As Mitchell slid
the skirt down her legs, it quickly became apparent that Sarah was not
wearing panties.  It was as if she had been planning all along to be as
daring as anyone, or more so, but had lost her nerve right at the end. 
Once her freshly shaved pussy was out in the open for all to see, she
looked as if a weight had been lifted and seemed to relax, even smiling and
looking as if she might enjoy herself.  She pulled her arms free of her
friends and conducted a slow turn all on her own.  As she did so she rocked
her pelvis in a particularly provocative manner, maximizing the extent that
the cleft of her pussy could be seen.

   Nate decided that Sarah -(TM)s shaved pussy looked the best after Dale
-(TM)s because the shape of her butt, hips, thighs and abdomen was the
nicest due to her fitness level.  He imagined that her body might have
looked a lot like Dale -(TM)s at nineteen.  Now that all the women at the
party were entirely nude and identically adorned on top and shorn down
below, the party took on a new character.  All the men were smiling ear to
ear, seemingly enjoying their wives being on display.

   Kelly walked up behind Nate and slipped something into his hand.  He
looked up at her, and she winked, indicating Dale.  Nate looked in his hand
and saw a small key, which he showed to Dale sitting next to him.   -�Oh
thank God! -� said Dale, turning to give him access to the cuffs.  Nate
removed them, and Dale leaned back against him as she pulled her arms
forward, stretching them out.  Nate gave her a big comforting hug around
her upper torso, going to the necessary to avoid touching the titties. 
Dale turned and gave him a giant hug.  This was the first time that she had
been around him without the cuffs on since the rest area hours ago.

   Kelly beckoned to Nate, indicating that he should come talk to her. 
When he got there, she gave him her phone and asked him to again take
photos.  Being handed Kelly -(TM)s phone suddenly made Nate realize that he
did not have his own.  Kelly informed him that she had taken it earlier,
but would return it as they were leaving.   -�That was one of the
stipulations that I agreed to in order for Sarah and Nicole to get naked.
They are OK with me taking photos, but they didn -(TM)t want you to leave
with photos of them nude.  I -(TM)m sure you understand, -� said Kelly. 
Kelly then set up a group photo along the same bench.  The four naked
ladies lined up standing on the bench.  They did various poses.  Some were
a little lewd; others were a bit more conservative.  But all the photos
were very risqu�(C), given that they featured four naked ladies showing off
shaved pussies and nipple chains.

   Next Kelly had Dale step out and the three husbands join their wives. 
They tried different variations.  Some with the men behind.  Some with them
reaching around and squeezing their wives -(TM) tits, highlighting the
nipple adornment.  Next Kelly had Nate take pictures of just her and Henry.
They posed in many of the poses he had been posed in with Dale earlier. 
Once that was done, Kelly took over as photographer and took individual
couple photographs of Nicole with Mike and Sarah with Mitchell.  Even
though these were pretty ladies, Nate didn -(TM)t mind that he was not
going home with any of their photos.

   After the photography session, Kelly had the guys open two bottles of
champagne.  Dale was starting to feel like an outsider.  The three nude
women had stolen the spotlight.  But what was worse was that her nipples
were feeling sore.  She had Nate remove her nipple chain and put it in his
pocket.

   It was late, so they both approached their hostess Kelly and told her
that they were ready to leave.  Kelly noticed the absent nipple chain, and
Dale told her that she had asked Nate to remove it.  Kelly frowned.  She
told them that she -(TM)d walk them out, and give Nate his phone back. 
Nate and Dale made the rounds saying goodbye to everyone.  The guys all
gave Dale very friendly hugs, and the ladies all hugged Nate similarly.

   Nate wondered if Kelly would remain nude for the walk out to their car,
which she did.  She thanked them for coming, but then said,  -�I -(TM)m
sorry Carol, but having the nipple chain removed without asking me was a
clear violation.  You will have to pay a forfeit.  Nate, where is the
clothing item that Dale wore out here today? -� Nate fished it out of the
trunk.  Kelly took it saying,  -�I -(TM)m afraid that I will need to keep
this Carol.  Have a good drive home, and don -(TM)t get pulled over. -�
Dale -(TM)s jaw dropped.  She was tired and ready to be done with cuffs,
chains and nudity for the time being.  Kelly continued,  -�Where is the
MINX nipple chain now? -� Nate took it out of his pocket and Kelly
continued,  -�Carol, that is my gift to you.  I hope that you find some
nice occasions to wear it at in the future.  If you do, I -(TM)d love to
hear about it, or receive a picture.  And where are the handcuffs Nate? -�
asked Kelly.  Nate had them in his pocket with the key still in the key
hole.   -�Nate, those are my present to you.  I hope that you find a few
good uses for them.  Does your high school have a flagpole out front? -�

    -�Yes, it does, -� said Nate.

    -�Good, I -(TM)d like you to email me a photo of Naked Carol handcuffed
to that flagpole --handcuffed with her back against the pole and her arms
behind her, around the pole.  Extra credit if the photo is during daylight
hours!  Nate, here is your phone. -� They all exchanged hugs and a few
pleasantries, and then Kelly turned and walked back to the party.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 37: The Drive Home

   Dale gave Nate a hug, and then said,  -�OK Buster, time to figure out
how to get Naked Carol home.  Before we leave, let -(TM)s check the
odometer? -�

    -�OK, why? -� asked Nate.

    -�Look at me!  This is as naked as I get, and there is nothing in the
car for me to put on --things that aren -(TM)t chains, anyway.  So this is
the furthest that I have ever been from any clothes.  I -(TM)m just a naked
girl, no ID, no money, no phone, nothing.  Not even a fur bikini, as you
call it, -� said Dale.

    -�I know it is over 50 miles, but we should see exactly what your new
record is, -� said Nate, climbing in.   -�The last digits are 33.7, so
remember that.  I presume you can buckle your own seat belt this time, but
let me know if you want any help with it. -�

    -�I -(TM)ve got it now Buster, -� said Dale.   -�You were sure evil
with my robe earlier today.  What did I do to deserve that? -�

    -�You are very deserving!  I just know what you really want, and it is
not to be fully decent at all times. -� They drove along in silence for a
few miles, each thinking back over the events of the evening.

   They chatted some.  Nate said,  -�I guess we took some risks today, and
we got away with it.  Don -(TM)t tell me that you didn -(TM)t have fun
having your pussy shown to a few truckers.  I saw those nips stiffen! -�
said Nate.

    -�You are so bad.  In retrospect it was fun.  I just worry that my luck
will run out --like tonight.  I -(TM)m glad it -(TM)s dark, but you never
know what might happen, -� said Dale.

    -�You -(TM)re right.  You might be riding along in a car with a friend
or neighbor, miles from home, completely naked, when all of a sudden -- He
decides to go through a drive through, -� said Nate, turning off into a
fast food restaurant parking lot.   -�What would you like?  I -(TM)m
ordering a large chocolate milk shake. -�

    -�Nate, you aren -(TM)t serious.  They -(TM)ll see me! -� said Dale.

    -�I know they will.  It -(TM)ll be great, -� said Nate.

    -�No it won -(TM)t.  Park and go in and get your milk shake, -� said
Dale.

    -�Only if you come in with me, -� said Nate.

    -�Dream on Buster.  I -(TM)m not going in and I don -(TM)t want a milk
shake, -� said Dale.

    -�Suit yourself, -� said Nate, pulling up to the order point in the
drive through lane.   -�One large chocolate shake, -� said Nate.

    -�Will that be all? -� said a male voice.

    -�Make that two large chocolate shakes, -� said Dale, resigning herself
to the encounter just moments away.

   At the window the young man took Nate -(TM)s money and then said, 
-�Wow, you -(TM)ve got a hot girlfriend! -� Dale was just sitting there
motionless, starring straight ahead arms folded but below her boobs, hiding
nothing.

   Nate replied,  -�Oh her?  She -(TM)s just my neighbor.  I don -(TM)t
have a girlfriend.  Carol, turn this way and let this guy have a good look.
-� Dale did turn, but to punch him.  She started punching him repeatedly
telling him how much trouble he was in.  Whether or not she knew it, she
was putting on quite a show.  To a young man, a stationary naked girl is
beyond interesting, but get her jumping around feisty like this, boobies
bouncing and everything, and the entertainment value goes through the roof.
The one guy at the window was joined by two others, one of whom was
carrying the milk shakes.  The guys handed Nate the milk shakes, but he had
to ask for straws and napkins.  The guys seemed a little preoccupied with
starring at the spunky blond in the passenger seat.   -�Should I find out
if she is ticklish, guys? -� asked Nate.

    -�You wouldn -(TM)t dare, now get going, -� said Dale, as she started
beating on him again.  Nate pulled forward heading back to the road.  In
his mirror he saw the guys just standing there, their tongues hanging out
and looks of amazement on their faces.

   Once they were on the road, Dale said,  -�You know I might have to
reconsider our relationship if you keep this up. -�

    -�I think the opposite is true.  You want to be with me all the more
when I do things like that, -� said Nate.  Dale just fumed.  She knew he
was right.

   For a time they enjoyed their shakes in silence, but then Nate spoke, 
-�Now I know why you were gone so long back at Kelly -(TM)s.  You must have
been operating a pussy shaving assembly line! -�

    -�Oh my God Nate, it was terrible!  I volunteered you to come help out.
I even lied and told Kelly how good you were at shaving pussy.  I told her
I had personal experience with your skill, but she wouldn -(TM)t consider
it.  At least now I -(TM)m positive I -(TM)m not bisexual, -� said Dale.  
-�If those are the last pussies I shave in my life, I -(TM)ll be happy.  I
mean pussies on other women.  Shaving my own, that -(TM)s all the pussy
shaving I need. -�

    -�That -(TM)s funny, -� said Nate.   -�Lucky Kelly didn -(TM)t take you
up on the offer of my services.  I -(TM)m sure I would have messed up big
time, or freaked out. -�

    -�I nearly freaked out, -� said Dale.   -�Kelly used me.  The whole
evening was a set up.  It was all about those ladies trying to show their
husbands that they still had it!  I don -(TM)t mind that, but I guess I
didn -(TM)t like being the pawn in their game. -�

    -�Oh, don -(TM)t focus on the negative.  You had a lot of fun.  Tell me
what part was the most fun for you, -� said Nate.

   Dale thought for a moment, and then said,  -�The best part by far was
the titty kissing in the driveway!  Lucky I was handcuffed or I might have
ripped your clothes off, then and there.  Oops, shouldn -(TM)t be so
honest, right?  I won -(TM)t last long as a virgin if I start acting on
impulses.  But boy did you have my motor running.  It was probably a
combination of things, everything adding up.  Being nude outside,
handcuffed, and then being forced into it by needing to put on Kelly -(TM)s
gift, plus the scary aspect of the loops that I was about to have tightened
down onto my tender little nips.  You know I was a nipple jewelry virgin
until tonight.  Well, not any more.  These nips are now experienced little
ladies, aren -(TM)t you girls? -� Nate looked over and was surprised to see
Dale pinching her nipples and talking to them.

    -�Well, I -(TM)m actually completely glad to hear that you liked that
part almost as much as I did.  I -(TM)d be more than happy to volunteer my
services any time you feel that your nipples could use a quick stiffening,
-� said Nate.

    -�I -(TM)m sure you would! -� said Dale.   -�I don -(TM)t want to dash
your hopes too completely, but your temporary permission has expired, and I
think your expectations should be that tonight was a one-time deal.  But
how did you think the nipple chain looked? -�

    -�Oh, it looked so hot, so very hot!  I -(TM)m hoping that there is at
least one picture of you wearing it that you won -(TM)t have to delete, -�
said Nate.

    -�There is at least one there of me wearing the chain with you kissing
my left titty right here. -� Nate looked over and Dale had her finger on
the spot he had kissed.  She continued,  -�That must be an interesting
shot. I haven -(TM)t ever been photographed before having one of my titties
kissed.  And then there are the pictures of your face just inches from my
pussy.  Not only have I never had a photo like that taken before, but no
guy has ever gotten his face that close to my pussy before, -� said Dale.

    -�Don -(TM)t blame me.  I was just doing what Kelly was telling me to
do.  Here -(TM)s my phone.  You can delete photos now, or borrow it
overnight if you prefer. -� said Nate.

    -�Oh, you can keep the photos.  I mean, you have to promise me that
they -(TM)ll never get out, but Kelly has them all too.  I -(TM)m much more
worried about Kelly doing something with them than I am you.  Keep them
safe with the others.  You know I left all the others for you as well. 
First I decided to delete most of them, and did.  But then I decided, what
the heck.  So I left them in the sent messages.  Tell me the truth, you
found them there and saved them, right? -� said Dale.

    -�Embarrassingly I did.  I thought you left them there by mistake, -�
said Nate.

    -�Give me a little more credit than that.  I am a straight A student,
if you didn -(TM)t know, -� said Dale.

    -�I thought you must be.  Your reputation is one of being good at all
things.  In these few weeks, I -(TM)ve learned that there isn -(TM)t
anything you aren -(TM)t good at, -� said Nate.   -�So you actually
intended for me to have all those photos?  You know I could blackmail you
with them. -�

    -�Why would you do that?  To force me to take off my clothes, put on
naked gymnastics shows, or allow myself to be handcuffed naked?  You seem
to be managing pretty well without resorting to blackmail.  Actually being
blackmailed might end up being kind of fun! -� said Dale.

    -�Really?  That statement needs a little explanation.  What are you
saying? -� asked Nate.

    -�I haven -(TM)t thought through the blackmail part.  That just popped
into my head, but I have given some thought to the idea of being lied to.
Remember the hidden bikini I thought I was on a mission to find?  Well, I
-(TM)ve decided that I -(TM)d prefer not being lied to.  But I see your
point of wanting to have the ability to surprise me.  I think you can
surprise me without resorting to actual lies.  You did so today.  I was
very surprised when you opened up my robe and left it open.  That was
really evil of you by the way.  And you surprised me with the drive-through
visit just now --also evil.  What I -(TM)m saying is that you can surprise
me and get me into uncomfortable nude predicaments without lies.  I mean,
we -(TM)ve become really good friends.  If you tell me something, I don
-(TM)t want to be wondering if it might be a lie.  I want to be able to
trust what you say.  I can tell that you are an honest, trustworthy guy.  I
like that about you.  I also know that your evil surprises end up having
been fun when I think back on them the next day.  But in the actual moment
they aren -(TM)t things that I would go along with.  Like there is no way I
would have sat in this seat with my robe open if my arms had been free to
close it, but tomorrow I might not be mad at you about that any more. 
Well, that might take three days for me to get over. -� Nate looked over at
her, and she winked.

    -�I -(TM)m fine with that.  Lying does not come natural for me, but it
isn -(TM)t lying if some parts of my evil plans are simply yet to be
revealed, -� said Nate, attempting an evil laugh.   -�But about the
blackmail part.  Do you mean that you can picture me forcing you to do
things by telling you that if you don -(TM)t, I -(TM)ll be posting photos
showing your fur-free pussy and your smiling face on the schools Facebook
page? -� asked Nate.

    -�You would never do that, right? -� asked Dale.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 38: The Drive Home

    -�Well, if I promise in advance that I won -(TM)t, then it wouldn
-(TM)t feel like real blackmail.  Remember, I -(TM)m not supposed to lie.
So if I tell you to do something, or else your photos are going up, then I
need to post the photos if you don -(TM)t do what you -(TM)re told.  You
have to actually think that I will follow through, right? -� asked Nate.

    -�Oh My God!  I make one little comment, and now I think I -(TM)ve
created a monster.  You have promised to keep my photos private, remember?
-� said Dale.

    -�Yes, but I -(TM)m always receiving contradictory information from
you. -� said Nate.

    -�You better not release those photos! -� said Dale.

    -�You know I won -(TM)t have to --if all my conditions are met! -� said
Nate.   -�This does certainly open up some unanticipated avenues for taking
advantage of a vulnerable naked girl.  I think you better be worrying now!
-�

    -�Nate, don -(TM)t even think about releasing my photos! -� said Dale.

    -�Dale, you will only have yourself to blame if photos actually get
released.  I wouldn -(TM)t have even considered blackmail until this
discussion.  Just a minute ago I heard you say,  -~actually being
blackmailed might end up being kind of fun! -(TM) My primary goal in all
this has been to try and make it fun for you, for both of us actually.  I
just have to keep looking for new ways to make it fun, -� said Nate.  
-�Like tonight, Kelly said she wanted a photo of you handcuffed to the
school -(TM)s flagpole, during daylight hours.  I wouldn -(TM)t have ever
thought to have you do that on my own, but I made a mental note of the
idea. -�

    -�There is no way I am ever letting you handcuff me naked to that
flagpole! -� said Dale.

    -�We -(TM)ll see! -� said Nate.

    -�Well, if you are thinking of any blackmail, it can -(TM)t include
sex. No forcing me to give you or anyone else blow jobs, or to lose my
virginity.  Nothing like that, -� said Dale.

    -�I would never do that to you, -� said Nate.   -�I think I have you
figured out.  You like to be naked.  If losing your virginity was your
goal, you would have accomplished that years ago.  Most guys would give
their right nut to sleep with you. -� Dale laughed.  She thought about
saying that it wasn -(TM)t true, but she knew it was.

    -�OK, if you promise no forced acts of sex, then I -(TM)ll follow
through and let you have the photos taken at Kelly -(TM)s today.  They
probably aren -(TM)t worse than the first set taken at the lake.  Actually
they probably are worse, aren -(TM)t they? -� said Dale.

    -�Worse or maybe better, if you like pig tails, nipple jewelry and
handcuffs! -� said Nate, pausing.   -�Dale, I have a question inspired by
something you said earlier.  You were talking about taking risks and about
how someday your luck might run out.  Are you a dare-devil in areas that
don -(TM)t involve nudity?  I mean, do you like the idea of parachuting,
rock climbing, hang gliding, bungee jumping, that sort of thing?  Maybe if
you are worried about your luck running out with the nudity, then you could
satisfy your need for thrills in other areas. -� Nate had ulterior motives
in asking this question, and was doing his best to not tip her off.

    -�Hey, I -(TM)m the girl who loves roller coasters.  I -(TM)m certainly
no fraidy cat.  Those things all sound fun, but I haven -(TM)t really done
much of that sort of thing.  They are usually expensive.  But given the
chance, I certainly would!  I don -(TM)t feel a real strong drive to
experience them, however.  I can -(TM)t see how they could take the place
of my desire to be nude.  How about you?  Do you like roller coasters? -�
asked Dale.

    -�Roller coasters?  Absolutely!  It sounds like you and I are not only
pizza compatible, but also thrill ride compatible.  I love the kinds of
rides that turn people -(TM)s stomachs or make them scream.  I guess I see
your point though.  I love them, but I don -(TM)t have to have them, -�
said Nate.

    -�But back to the bonfire, -� said Nate remembering something he had
wondered about.   -�I know what your favorite part was, and I know that all
the shaving was terrible.  But what was it like for you, I mean, the start
of the evening, standing on the bench.  You looked a little uncomfortable,
feet apart, chains front and back. -�

    -�Oh My God.  I know!  I mean jail-bait on parade, right?  How old did
I look? -� asked Dale.

    -�You mean, how old do you look, -� said Nate.  Suddenly Dale realized
that her hair was still up in pigtails.  As she started taking them out,
Nate continued,  -�You looked quite young like that.  Maybe fifteen tops.
Why did Kelly fix you up like that? -�

    -�I -(TM)m not exactly sure.  She didn -(TM)t say, but I was looking in
the mirror the whole time while she did it.  I didn -(TM)t help with the
makeup at all, how could I.  But it was obvious she was trying to make me
look like jail-bait.  Nate, if I tell you something, something honest, will
you try to not let it damage your opinion of me. -�

    -�Dale, you know you can tell me.  I don -(TM)t know what you have to
say, but I -(TM)m flattered that you want to tell me.  I think the world of
you.  Nothing will change that, -� said Nate.

    -�Well, OK.  You know I appreciate that about you, but try to be open
minded.  Standing on the bench like that.  It was so embarrassing.  With my
legs apart, I knew that things were showing, open and showing.  And what is
more, it was all chosen for me: the handcuffs, the nipple chain, the hair
and makeup, the position on the bench, everything.  I felt like an object,
like a piece of meat even.  And everyone came up and was talking about my
pussy right in front of me, talking as if I wasn -(TM)t there, as if I
couldn -(TM)t hear what they were saying, -� said Dale.

    -�I -(TM)m sorry I didn -(TM)t jump in and get you out of there, -�
said Nate.   -�I thought about doing that, but I reasoned that you could
talk.  If you wanted out, you -(TM)d say something.  But you didn -(TM)t
say anything.  I -(TM)m sorry it was so terrible. -�

    -�I didn -(TM)t say it was terrible.  The pussy shaving was terrible.
That I said.  The time on the bench was embarrassing.  That -(TM)s
different.  But here -(TM)s the part that I -(TM)m trying to understand, -�
said Dale pausing.   -�I liked it.  I think I liked it a lot.  What could
that say about me?  Does it mean I -(TM)m a messed up sleazy sicko? -�

    -�You -(TM)re not that at all Dale.  You are different, but nothing
about it is bad.  Actually, it is probably just an aspect of the
exhibitionist side of you.  You like to be the only one nude, and you like
to be seen.  You were just getting large doses of those things, -� said
Nate, attempting to be reassuring.

   They were approaching town, so Nate was starting to think they needed a
plan to get Dale into her house without a scrap of clothing.   -�So Dale,
what are you thinking?  How does the naked princess think she can slip into
her house without difficulty tonight?  Should I let you off at the front
and you can walk in the front door, or do I let you off somewhere else, and
you can cross the golf course and slip in the back. -�

    -�I -(TM)ve been thinking about that.  Without shoes, I don -(TM)t like
the golf course route.  That trail down the hill is so rocky.  I -(TM)m
thinking that we drive up to the front, or stop a block away and walk.  If
it looks like all the lights are off, I -(TM)ll probably just go around the
back and sneak in.  The back door is generally good.  It is right by my
bedroom, -� said Dale.

    -�What if it is locked?  Is it ever locked? -� asked Nate.

    -�I hid a key, on top of the back porch light.  I was worried that I
-(TM)d be out nude, and my parents might get up and lock me out.  So I have
always had a hidden key, just in case.  You can tell how much I trust you
when I tell you things like that, -� said Dale.

    -�OK, we -(TM)ll go in the front.  And don -(TM)t forget that we need
to check the odometer when we get there, -� said Nate.

    -�Right, I -(TM)m glad you haven -(TM)t forgotten.  Nate, school starts
in just six days.  That will mean no more nudie adventures together.  Do
you have another adventure planned?  I -(TM)ve had my fill today, but I
know that in a few days I -(TM)ll be itching to get out of my clothes and
get outside, -� said Dale.

    -�No, I don -(TM)t have anything figured out, unfortunately.  We could
go back to my tent, but with football practice and then the first game this
Saturday, there isn -(TM)t much time.  If we went up at night, we -(TM)d
have to come back the same night.  Do you have any ideas? -� asked Nate.

    -�Well, I was thinking that I might be ready to swim in the pool again.
I haven -(TM)t been back since that fateful night.  I think I need to
conquer my fears and go back there.  Will you come with me?  We can both
swim, but I get to be the only one naked.  I like being the only one naked,
-� said Dale.

    -�Sure, that sounds like fun.  I don -(TM)t want to get caught, but you
must have it all figured out.  I mean you -(TM)ve gotten away with it many
times, right? -� said Nate.

    -�I probably went swimming there at least ten times this summer, after
hours that is.  It -(TM)s easy.  I climb up and over the club house.  It is
much easier than going over the fence, -� said Dale.

    -�When should we go? -� asked Nate.

    -�Well, how about in three days.  It -(TM)s Monday night, so how about
Thursday night, in other words, Friday morning at 1 a.m.  Let -(TM)s meet
then at my back gate.  I -(TM)ll wear my tennis shoe outfit.  You wear
shoes and swim trunks.  We don -(TM)t need towels.  Towels never worked for
me.  I don -(TM)t feel naked with a towel.  I mean it -(TM)s more fabric
than a bikini.  And if you have a towel, you could give it to me if I got
in trouble.  I always want it to feel as scary, if you know what I mean, -�
said Dale.

    -�Maybe I should have you wear the handcuffs, -� said Nate.

    -�Fun idea, only then I couldn -(TM)t climb over the clubhouse, and in
the pool I -(TM)d sink.  By risky, I don -(TM)t mean risking drowning, -�
said Dale smiling.

    -�OK, Thursday real late, and no towel or handcuffs, -� said Nate. 
Just then they were coming to their street.  Things looked dark and quiet,
so Nate went ahead and parked in front of his house on the street.

   As he was switching off the car, Nate checked the odometer.   -�The last
digits are now 89.8. -� Nate quickly subtracted 33.7 in his head.   -�If my
math is correct, and I -(TM)m pretty good with math, we just drove 56.1
miles.  So in round numbers your new record distance from clothes is 56
miles.  We should write that down somewhere.  It might be sometime before
you have a chance to break that record. -�



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 39: Clubhouse Surprise

   Dale scooted over and was surprisingly trying to get into his lap.   -�I
-(TM)m not sure this is going to work with the steering wheel here.  I don
-(TM)t want to bump the horn.  Wouldn -(TM)t that be perfect --for the
naked girl to wake the neighborhood by honking the horn.  I -(TM)ve got a
better idea.  Why don -(TM)t you slide over to the passenger seat, and then
there will be room for me to sit in your lap. -� Nate didn -(TM)t know
where she was going with this, but he didn -(TM)t mind at all.  If Dale
wanted to sit in his lap, he was game.  Even just the logistics of trying
to trade seats with a naked girl in the front seat was turning out to be
fun.  More than once he had to move a hand because of what it had
accidentally touched.  Finally Nate was in the passenger seat with Dale
sitting sideways on his lap.   -�You are probably wondering why I am
sitting in your lap.  Well, so am I.  I guess I just wanted to.  I didn
-(TM)t feel like hoping out, giving you one little kiss and then going
inside.  I want to give you a goodnight kiss, and then I want you to give
me one, -� said Dale.  With that, they started kissing, and it was quickly
unclear who was kissing whom.  Dale continued,  -�I gave you temporary
permission to kiss the titters.  I think that the temporary permission
probably expires at midnight, so it looks like you have a few minutes if
you -(TM)d like for the titters to get good night kisses too. -� Nate didn
-(TM)t have to be asked twice.  While he had a mouthful of tit, Dale
started talking.  You never said earlier how your  -~more or less than a
mouthful -(TM) study came out. -�

   Nate came up for air saying,  -�Oh you definitely have more than a
mouthful.  I tried my best, but I was not able to get an entire tit in. 
There was always plenty to spare.  Here let me show you. -� Nate did his
best to fit her whole tit into his mouth, but he couldn -(TM)t.

    -�Well, I guess that must mean that my tits are big enough.  I -(TM)ve
sort of been worrying a little about my size since Kelly went on and on
about how I shouldn -(TM)t have them enhanced.  I mean --you wouldn -(TM)t
tell someone with big boobs not to have them enhanced.  You -(TM)d probably
only tell girls who needed their tits done to not have them enhanced,
right? And she just went on and on.  Ouch! -� said Dale.

    -�That -(TM)s silly Dale.  These are the ultimate titties.  They look
so good that it is almost impossible not to stare at them, dressed or
undressed.  You definitely won the titty lottery.  You should be very proud
of them, -� said Nate.  That must have been the right thing to say because
Nate was rewarded with a giant hug smashing both tits into his face.

   After several minutes of titty heaven, Dale pulled back and said, 
-�Oops, midnight.  Temporary permission expired.  Time for us to go in. -�
She got off of his lap as she climbed out of the car.  Standing outside the
car, she gave him one last hug, and then slipped off between the houses to
go around back.  There was a little light from the street lights, and Nate
just stood watching her tush until it was gone.

   Nate stayed there for a few moments reveling in the mood of what had
just happened.  Hadn -(TM)t Dale said earlier in the drive that his
temporary permission had expired?  But then magically the expiration had
been midnight once they had parked.  In part he was loving that he had been
granted some additional titty time, but more importantly he had learned
that Dale was willing to bend rules to give him titty time, or  -�titter -�
time.  That was the first time he had heard her refer to them as  -�titters
-�.  He liked the idea of them being titters.  It was a cute term.  If Dale
actually wanted him kissing and sucking on her tits, then the future of
their relationship was looking bright indeed.  And hadn -(TM)t she also
said earlier that without the handcuffs she might have ripped his clothes
off --plus something about losing her virginity if she acted on such
impulses?  He was sorry that the evening at Kelly -(TM)s had left her with
a feeling of having been used.  However, for him the evening had been full
of positive developments.  Finally he went in and went to bed.  He decided
that the most constructive thing he could do with all the sexual tension in
his body was to pour the energy into football.  He was trying to be a beast
on the field, and he could tell that the coaches were noticing.

   His attempt at shifting his thoughts to football failed completely.  He
couldn -(TM)t get his mind off of Dale, but maybe the problem was that his
dick couldn -(TM)t get its mind off of her.  She was everything!  She was
amazing!  During their times together his appreciation of her had grown in
depth and complexity.  Her body was beautiful and beyond sexy.  Indeed his
member was constantly rock solid in her presence, just as it was now.  He
had tried to leave it alone on these nights after such periods of
overstimulation, but he had learned that it was nearly impossible.  He didn
-(TM)t want to resort to that because he liked imagining that his
attraction to her was much more than merely sexual in nature.  He had
gotten to know her as a person, and what a person she had turned out to be.
She was smart, she was nice, she was fun!  But in the same way that his
attempt at thinking about football had failed, so too did his attempt to
turn his mind to Dale as a wonderful human being.  She was a flesh and
blood female, and he was a teenage male, hard wired by evolution.  As he
had on other occasions, he gave in to the rock hard thing throbbing between
his legs.  It wouldn -(TM)t take  -�no -� for an answer.  He wondered how
it was for girls, Dale specifically.  Might she do the same thing?  At that
point his thoughts wandered to her exquisite fit body, and from there to
the close up pussy views that he had been  -�forced -� to experience.  His
relief came as he relived the final moments of his  -�temporary -�
privileges in the car, his tension peaking and then subsiding.  He drifted
off to sleep, happy and content.

   He didn -(TM)t see Dale the next few days, but he did text her.  He
asked her if she wanted the photos from Kelly -(TM)s.  She said she did, so
after he downloaded them to his secure drive, he sent them to her, one
after another.  There were so many.  A little while later he received one
text reply from her that read simply,  -�Oh My God! -� He thought she was
probably shocked by the photos.  She looked so wanton in them.  He loved
them, but they were some of the most explicit photos of a girl he had ever
seen.  They didn -(TM)t show actual sex, but he noticed that you could zoom
way in.  In some of the photos he could blow her pussy up beyond life size
and it was still sharp.  The photos had every appearance of having been
taken at an orgy.  Great blackmail material he thought, chuckling to
himself.

   Finally it was Thursday, and at the start of practice Coach Neal read
off the starting lineup for the first game that Saturday.  Nate was
delighted to hear his name read as the starting left defensive end.  He
wanted to tell Dale, but decided not to.  Better to just let her think that
he had always been a starting player, if she didn -(TM)t know otherwise.

   That night he was at Dale -(TM)s back gate a few minutes early, so he
just waited in the dark, wearing just shoes and swim trunks.  He saw the
back porch light go off, and a moment later Dale emerged and glided over to
him.  Without a word, she greeted him with a hug, and then taking his hand,
led him up the path.  Once they reached the grass, she took off running. 
Nate was almost able to keep up.  He was in better shape now, but he was
not used to running across ground he couldn -(TM)t see.  He was sure he was
going to trip.  He stopped and waited for her to stop.

   When they were together again, he asked her,  -�Why the hurry?  Can
-(TM)t we walk and talk and enjoy the time together? -�

    -�Sure, -� said Dale.   -�I just like running too.  It is a perfect
evening.  Sad that it is probably my last nudie outing before school
starts. -�

    -�Oh, but it isn -(TM)t your last one before school starts, -� said
Nate.

    -�Really?  You figured out something else to do?  But we have so little
time.  This weekend is going to be so busy.  You have a football game, and
I have to cheer, and then Sunday is going to be busy getting ready for
school, -� said Dale.

    -�You have a date with a certain flagpole! -� announced Nate.

    -�Nate, I told you that there was no way I was going to let you
handcuff me to that pole, and certainly not during the day.  It would be
way too risky.  I -(TM)d be almost certain to be seen, -� said Dale.

    -�It -(TM)s not up for discussion Dale.  It is happening Sunday
morning, early, there should be no one around, -� said Nate.

    -�No!  End of discussion, -� said Dale.   -�Now let -(TM)s go have fun
swimming and you forget about that fool idea. -�

    -�Dale, I -(TM)m not asking.  Come Sunday morning I will be handcuffing
you nude, tits out, to the flagpole.  Kelly wants a photo.  I want a photo,
-� said Nate.   -�You don -(TM)t have a choice.  I already picked the photo
that gets posted if you don -(TM)t do as you are told.  It was one of the
ones taken by the lake just after I took the blue dress from you.  You look
happy, you are smiling, you are wearing shoes, but nothing else.  You look
like you are out in public having a great time being naked.  You don -(TM)t
look under duress, etc.  You are beautiful, but clearly showing off your
tits and bald pussy.  It goes up on the school site if you don -(TM)t do as
I say. -�

    -�Nate, you are scaring me.  You know that the school would take a
photo like that down right away, -� said Dale.

    -�I expect that they would, but not before 50 or 100 people have seen
it and downloaded it.  Even if they take it down quickly, it will be out
there circulating forevermore.  Everyone will see it.  Don -(TM)t you like
the idea of the whole school finally getting a chance to see you entirely
naked? -� asked Nate.

    -�No I don -(TM)t.  Don -(TM)t do this, -� said Dale.

    -�I am, and you are.  Like I said, you have a date with a flagpole. 
Sunday morning.  I -(TM)ll drive.  Come out and climb in my car at 6 a.m.
Wear a robe, nothing more.  I actually just got your robe back in the mail
from Kelly, so you can wear it, -� said Nate.

    -�Nate, instead let -(TM)s -- -�

   Nate cut her off,  -�Dale, there is no need to talk about it anymore. 
Your only choices are the flagpole, or the post.  Now let -(TM)s go
swimming! -�

   Dale was about as worried as she had ever been, but her nipples were
rock hard and she was getting moist thinking about it.  She couldn -(TM)t
let Nate find that out, but she also couldn -(TM)t let him handcuff her to
the flagpole.  It was about the most exposed spot she could imagine.  Why
had she ever said anything about the possibility of blackmail being fun? 
It looked like she might have to pay dearly for that one little comment. 
She decided to let it lie for the time being.  They were about to the
clubhouse.

   The golf course and the clubhouse were Dale territory.  Dale led and
Nate followed.  Silently, but confidently she scaled the front of the
building.  As they passed the place on the roof where Dale had been hiding
nearly three weeks before, she paused and thanked him yet again for the
rescue.  They then climbed down into the pool enclosure.  They hadn -(TM)t
gone more than ten feet toward the pool when suddenly the entire enclosure
lit up with blinding light.   -�Let -(TM)s get out of here! -� yelled Dale.
And in a flash she was headed back up onto the clubhouse roof, Nate in hot
pursuit.  Within 30 seconds they were running across the parking lot toward
the golf course.  Dale didn -(TM)t stop until she was 3 holes into the golf
course.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 40: The Flagpole Date

    -�Wow, -� said Nate as he caught up to her,  -�Now I know why you wear
shoes.  I don -(TM)t think I ever ran that fast in my life before. -� As
they stood there, they heard an approaching siren, and then a moment later
a police car speeding to the clubhouse came into view.

    -�Now I think I know what happened three weeks ago, -� said Dale.  
-�They must have been suspecting something, and had a silent alarm
installed.  I must have triggered it, but the lights didn -(TM)t go on. 
The first I knew that something was wrong was when I heard the police car,
but I was in the pool.  I made it to the roof, but like a dummy, I hid
there.  I probably would have made the golf course, had I kept going.  I
-(TM)m not going to make that mistake again.  Best to run, even if you get
seen than be pinned down on a roof. -� As they watched from a distance, the
police car stopped at the clubhouse.

    -�I -(TM)ll bet you -(TM)re right.  Thank God for those lights!  Either
they weren -(TM)t working the night you were here, or maybe their
installation wasn -(TM)t yet complete.  Or maybe they decided to add them
because of you, -� said Nate.   -�I -(TM)m so glad to be out of there.  I
did not want to be caught in swim trunks! -�

    -�You didn -(TM)t want to be caught in your swim trunks!  Now maybe you
can start to imagine how I felt, not wanting to be caught bear naked, -�
said Dale.

    -�Yeah, I was running fast, but if my dick was out and flapping around,
I -(TM)m sure I would have passed you!  It would be terrible to get caught
by the police naked, -� said Nate.

    -�So you finally seem to get it, -� said Dale.

    -�Oh, I always got it.  A close scrape just makes it more vivid, -�
said Nate.

    -�Nate, that is the first time I have heard you say  -~dick -(TM).  I
-(TM)ve heard you say  -~tits -(TM) and  -~pussy -(TM) hundreds of times,
but not  -~dick -(TM) or any other word for the same thing, -� commented
Dale.

    -�Out of sight, out of mind, maybe.  I don -(TM)t think you want to
hear me talking about it, -� said Nate.

    -�Nate, it may be covered, but it is hardly out of sight.  I mean, I
can usually see it poking out.  It seems to be hard a lot of the time, -�
said Dale.

    -�Now it -(TM)s my turn to blush, -� said Nate.   -�But what do you
expect.  You seem to only see me when I -(TM)m around a naked cheerleader.
Naked hot girls just do something to us guys, I -(TM)m sure I -(TM)m no
different than other guys.  Any guy would be rock hard around you.  I
-(TM)m not complaining.  It -(TM)s a little obvious sometimes? -�

    -�That -(TM)s an understatement! -� said Dale.  Turning the other way
she continued,  -�It looks like the show is over the policeman is leaving.
Why didn -(TM)t he ever leave when I was on the roof?  At least that is in
the past, as is this close call.  Now follow me, I have a small surprise
for you. -�

    -�OK, where are we going, or is that the surprise? -� asked Nate.

    -�To my bench, the one with the view, -� said Dale.  When they got to
the bench, Dale reached under it and retrieved a small bag.   -�This was
meant to be a post swimming snack/celebration.  I guess midnight swims are
now permanently a thing of the past.  Too bad you didn -(TM)t get to do it
with me.  So we have some champagne, non-alcoholic, to toast with, and I
baked you some more cookies. -�

    -�That -(TM)s fun!  What are we celebrating? -� asked Nate.

    -�We are celebrating three weeks of fun, and my last nude outing before
school starts! -� said Dale, removing the cap and pouring.

    -�Ok, I -(TM)ll toast to that, -� said Nate, picking up his cup.  
-�Here -(TM)s to Dale -(TM)s last nude out prior to school, her Sunday
morning date with the flagpole! -�

    -�Nate, I don -(TM)t want to toast to that because I don -(TM)t want to
do that.  Let -(TM)s toast to our friendship, -� said Dale.

    -�To our friendship! -� said Nate, tapping his glass to Dale -(TM)s and
taking a sip.   -�This friendship has made this the best summer ever! -�

    -�Nate, I wish I had gotten to know you better years ago, -� said Dale.

    -�You -(TM)re just saying that in hopes that it will help you in your
negotiations with your blackmailer, -� said Nate.

    -�Let -(TM)s talk about options to your Sunday proposal, -� said Dale.

    -�Dale, there are no options, and it -(TM)s not a proposal, -� said
Nate.   -�Please don -(TM)t try to turn me into a mean blackmailer.  I am
the friendliest blackmailer a lady ever had.  I will be there for you, and
I will be smiling, having fun.  We -(TM)ll both be having fun, but I am a
serious blackmailer.  At 6 a.m.  you will get into my car, and we will
drive straight to your flagpole date.  I will handcuff you to it and take
photos to share with Kelly.  I will unlock you once the task is complete. I
doubt you will be seen by anyone.  If you are late, your chances of being
caught there nude increase minute by minute.  If you want to ensure that
you are seen nude, then be a no show Sunday morning.  Your photo gets
posted, and everyone in school finds out how pretty Dale Jordan -(TM)s
shaved pussy is. -�

    -�Nate, have a cookie and reconsider.  You don -(TM)t have to be a
blackmailer.  Do you really think that we can be friends under such terms?
-� asked Dale.

    -�I don -(TM)t expect to be blackmailing you very often, but I suppose
I certainly could.  There are a lot of photos there.  Many of them are
quite slutty in appearance.  After everyone sees one nice nude photo, you
will understand that I am serious, and you -(TM)ll do what it takes to keep
the rest of them private.  You should be thankful that I was kind enough to
have chosen a photo that is simply an attractive nude photo of a girl
looking happy and enjoying the sunshine.  In the photo you don -(TM)t even
have your legs apart --.very much, -� said Nate.

    -�Well Nate, I really don -(TM)t know what this does to us, but you do
leave me little choice.  I guess I will be there at 6 a.m. -� said Dale
reluctantly.

    -�I -(TM)m glad that you are finally resigned to your fate, -� said
Nate.  Dale didn -(TM)t want Nate to know it, but she was excited to have
to do something that she honestly believed was too risky.  She tried to
punish him by not talking much, and by giving him neither a hug nor a kiss
when they said goodbye sometime later at her gate.  Nate suspected that it
was either a ruse, or maybe she was just scared or upset.  He hoped that
the flagpole event would go well, and she would be glad to have been forced
to do it.  But he knew that it might take a few days for her to lose her
anger.  He also knew that it could go badly.

   The first game of the season on Saturday evening went real well.  Nate
saw Dale cheering on the sideline from a distance, but he had no chance to
talk with her.  In one play, he went careening off the field with a player
from the opposing team.  Together they crashed into Dale and one or two
other cheerleaders, but fortunately no one was hurt.  Once on his feet he
trotted back onto the field not even knowing if Dale had realized that it
was him.  Nate made a few key tackles that he was proud of, and their team
won.

   Dale was scanning the team as they were headed into the lockers, trying
to catch a glimpse of Nate.  Jason came up to talk to her, but while he was
talking she kept scanning, looking for Nate.  Finally she saw him and they
made eye contact.  While they were looking at one another, she saw Nate
pointing at something.  She turned around to try and figure out what he was
pointing at.  It was the flagpole.  She turned back around to look at him
again, but he was gone.  She looked at the time and realized that her 
-�date -� was now less than nine hours away.  Jason asked her if she would
wait for him so that they could go and get a late pizza together to
celebrate the victory.  Dale turned him down, saying she was tired, and she
went home, too preoccupied to enjoy going out.

   When she got home, she decided to wait on the front porch for Nate to
get home.  She wanted to try again to persuade him to change his mind. 
However once he arrived, she didn -(TM)t even try, realizing that it was
futile.  Nate told her that he had something for her, and returned a moment
later with her robe, the belt again in its belt loops.  She thanked him and
said goodnight, again not offering a hug or a kiss.  No word was exchanged
about the  -�date -�.  There didn -(TM)t seem to be any reason to bring it
up.

   When Nate went out the next morning just before six, Dale was standing
by his car.  He said  -~hi -(TM) but she just looked at him.  Their drive
to the school was similarly silent.  Once at the school he parked some
distance from the flagpole.  When they got out of the car, she started
walking to the flagpole with the robe on.   -�Dale, the robe and the shoes
should stay in the car, -� said Nate.

    -�Why did you park so far away? -� asked Dale.

    -�I just don -(TM)t want my car in the photos, -� said Nate.   -�I
-(TM)m imagining a photo of a solitary nude girl with a solitary flagpole,
the school behind.  As few cluttering details as possible. -� Dale walked
back to the car and put the robe and the shoes in the passenger seat.  Then
she walked boldly past Nate toward the flagpole.  Nate noticed that she had
goosebumps and pointy nipples, reminding him that he had seen 58 degrees on
the thermometer before leaving the house.  It was a clear cold morning, but
at least the low angle sunlight would make for excellent photos.  The sun
would be shining on Dale -(TM)s front, but from an angle.  Nate followed a
few paces behind with the handcuffs in his hand.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 41: The Flagpole Date

   The base of the flagpole was up a few feet in a small raised garden
area. There were a few bushes nearby, but the area right around the base
was clear as it was used to raise and lower the flag.  Dale, clearly trying
to get this over with as quickly as possible, hopped up and stood with her
back to the flagpole, facing away from the school.  She stood at attention
with her feet just over shoulder width apart, and her arms extend back on
each side of the pole.  She held her chin up, and Nate noticed that she
didn -(TM)t look at him.  Instead her eyes were scanning the parking lot
and the main road into the school grounds which headed right at her, right
at the flagpole.  If someone else entered the school grounds, they would be
driving directly toward where she stood, and the road didn -(TM)t turn
until a T-intersection right in front of the flagpole.  No one would miss a
stark naked girl standing right where she was.

   Nate paused to admire Dale -(TM)s physique.  Her sleek muscular legs led
up to her impeccably shaved pussy, the skin of which was a perfect match
for the skin of her legs, completely wrinkle free and similarly tan.  The
crack of her pussy consisted of two cracks actually, because a smooth
section of skin, barely wider than a quarter of an inch extended down from
her lower abdomen.  It was at the same level and was the same color as the
surrounding skin.  Further down this strip of skin acquired a little detail
where it transitioned to become her innermost pussy lips, just the edges of
which were usually visible.  At times, the flower would bloom, and these
inner lips would extend and open.  Doing the splits would cause this to
happen, or it would happen if Dale was excited, Nate had learned.  As she
stood at the flagpole, the inner lips were evident, but not protruding. 
Her stomach was flat and her hipbones were quite prominent.  When she had
been wearing her blue bikini, Nate had noticed that the waist band crossed
from one hip bone to the other without seeming to touch the skin in
between. The rest of her abs were toned and had just the faintest hint of
wash boarding.  Her perfect tits sat high on top of her rib cage.  They
were exquisitely shaped, more or less average in size.  They seemed to be
entirely spherical, except for the nipple area.  Starting just outside of
her rose colored areola, the shape transitioned to that of a perfect cone
which in turn was capped by the nipple itself, which was the size, shape
and color of a pencil eraser.  Nate could not imagine a lovelier chest. 
Standing as she was with her arms back, Dale -(TM)s tits were thrust up and
out.  This seemed to add to the overall perfection, and the height of the
conical portion of her nipples.  Just above, her collar bones, shoulders
and neck were all perfectly proportioned.  They, along with her arms
attested to her years of gymnastic training.  From head to toe, she was a
stunning specimen.

   Nate was finally awoken from his trance by Dale,  -�When you -(TM)re
done drooling over my hot little body, get up here and get those handcuffs
on me.  The sooner I -(TM)m secured to this pole, the sooner I can start
worrying if you brought the key and intend to actually use it. -�

    -�Oh sorry, -� said Nate.   -�Yes, I guess your shape did have me
distracted for a moment there. -�

    -�A moment?  A minute more like it, -� said Dale resuming her scan of
the big open area around the school.  As planned, Nate climbed up behind
her and clicked the handcuffs into place, one after the other.

   At the moment Dale felt the handcuffs in place and secure, she felt
something in her stomach that she didn -(TM)t think she had felt before. 
It was essentially a new level of terror.  She had worn the handcuffs
before, but then her feet had been operational.  Secured to the flagpole,
there was really nothing that she could do.  She couldn -(TM)t cover
herself, and she couldn -(TM)t run or walk away.  She had never felt so
vulnerable and dependent before.  If Nate didn -(TM)t unlock her, she
-(TM)d still be her Monday morning when everyone started showing up for
school.  She tried to put on a brave face, but she felt scared.  She hoped
that the photos would go quickly so that she could be unlocked.  Even
though she was scared, she wanted the photos to be outstanding.  Thinking
about posing as attractively as she could seemed to distract her slightly
from the terror that she was feeling.  She shifted her feet slightly
further apart and transferred weight to the balls of her feet to tighten up
her leg muscles.  To make her pussy more visible, she tightened up her buns
to change the angle of her pelvis, pushing her mound up and out.  She also
pulled her shoulders back even more, moving her nipples up and forward. 
She stretched out her neck and stared straight ahead, trying to have an
attractive expression, but no smile.  As she stood there, she was conscious
of Nate circling around her taking photos.  She had been aware that his
first photos had been taken so close that they were surely close-ups of her
face, tits, pussy, and butt.  The next group were not so close, but close
enough that they must have shown just her body from the neck to the thighs,
and he kept circling.  Getting photos from all positions at increasing
distances until he was as far away from her as his car.  She was surprised
that he got in and started the motor.  Her terror notched higher when she
realized that he was driving away.

   Nate drove down the hill away from the school until he was out of sight.
He turned around and parked, looking at his watch.  It was 6:20.  He had
decided to wait five minutes before returning and unlocking Dale.  He knew
that since she liked the feeling of vulnerability, then being alone and
wondering  -~when -(TM) or even  -~if -(TM) he would return would surely
add greatly to her experience.  He looked at his watch again.  It was still
6:20.  He knew that five minutes would probably seem like 10 to him, but
that for Dale 5 minutes might seem like an eternity.  Just as he was about
to restart his car to drive back, a large older pickup passed him headed
straight for the school.  He recognized it as the one driven by the school
groundskeeper.   -~Oops! -(TM) thought Nate.  This is not a good
development.  He got his car started, but the truck was already out of
sight.

   Once he came around the turn so that he could again see the flagpole, he
saw that the truck was there and turning to the right.  As he drove closer
to the pole, he was surprised to not see Dale.  She couldn -(TM)t have
disappeared!  As he parked, he saw that Dale had simply shifted to a
position behind the pole.  He grabbed her robe, getting to her as quickly
as he could.  She was seated behind the pole.  She looked up at him over
her shoulder.  He tried to read her expression, but couldn -(TM)t.  He was
certain it was probably a mix of relief and anger, but that was only based
on a guess, not anything he was actually seeing.  He unlocked her wrists,
and then placed her robe on her as she stood up.  She wrapped the robe
tightly around herself as she walked to the car.  At the car, she got out
her shoes and put them on.  Nate walked to the car and got in, but to his
great consternation, Dale did not get in.  Once she had her shoes on, she
closed the car door and started walking.  Nate thought of following her in
the car, but decided to walk with her.  He did not know what to say, so he
decided to just walk with her.  Possibly she would talk eventually.  He
couldn -(TM)t tell if she was meaning to walk all the way home or not.  If
so it would take well over an hour.

   Finally just as they were exiting the school grounds, Dale said angrily,
 -�Nate, you left me there. -� She just kept walking.

   Nate was mumbling and trying to think of something to say, when she
turned to him and in a real angry voice said,  -�I -(TM)m not mad! -� And
then she came to him and hugged him.  Nate didn -(TM)t know what to make of
the conflicting signals, but Dale continued,  -�That was actually fun.  I
-(TM)m just trying to make you think I -(TM)m very mad.  I -(TM)m so
worried about what you -(TM)ll force me to do next if I tell you that it
ended up being fun.  And now look what I -(TM)ve gone and done!  How long
were you going to leave me there alone anyway? -�

    -�I meant to leave you there for five minutes.  Just as I was about to
come back, the truck passed me.  Did he see you? -� asked Nate.

    -�I -(TM)m surprised, but I -(TM)m guessing that he didn -(TM)t see me
at all.  When I saw the truck coming, I tried to hide.  Granted, it is
pretty hard for a butt naked lady to hide when she is handcuffed, tits out,
to a flagpole in the sunshine, but I must have pulled it off.  I rotated
around the pole and sat down, making myself as small as possible.  I wasn
-(TM)t looking at him as he went by, but he must not have been paying
attention.  That old guy would probably be kicking himself right now if he
knew that he just passed within 15 feet of a naked nineteen year old girl
and seen nothing.  I was fully expecting him to stop and come investigate,
-� said Dale.

    -�That would have been an interesting conversation, -� said Nate.  
-�Any idea what you would have said to him? -�

    -�I don -(TM)t know.  I guess I could have gotten on my knees and given
him a blow job, right there at the flagpole while I waited for you to
return and unlock me.  Maybe he would have promised to never say anything
to anybody in exchange for a blow job. -�

    -�You would do that? -� asked Nate, somewhat in shock.

    -�No, of course not!  At least I hope I wouldn -(TM)t.  There are
certain things about yourself that you only learn once you are put in the
actual position of having to make impossible choices, -� said Dale.  
-�What kind of options does a girl have when she is handcuffed naked to a
flagpole?  She can -(TM)t cover herself.  She can -(TM)t run.  She can
-(TM)t do anything with her hands, so hand jobs are out.  But she does have
her mouth, so she can talk or give blow jobs! -� They had started walking
together back to the car.

    -�You gave me the impression that you didn -(TM)t like giving blow
jobs. Suddenly it sounds like something that you do regularly, -� said
Nate.

    -�Nate, I -(TM)m just talking hypothetically.  If you must know, the
pussy is not my only virgin orifice.  Poor Jason has been going out with me
for well over a year and the guy hasn -(TM)t even gotten past first base.
He -(TM)d die if he knew that you -(TM)d gotten to second base with his
girlfriend, twice in one day.  That -(TM)s why Jason never finds out,
right? -� said Dale.

    -�Nope, Jason learns nothing from me, -� said Nate.

    -�I probably would have just talked to the groundskeeper if he had
approached me there.  Maybe I could have told him that I was Susie
Chandler, and begged him to not tell a soul that he had seen me there
naked, -� said Dale.

    -�That -(TM)s actually a pretty good idea, -� said Nate.  Susie
Chandler was another cheerleader.  Of all the cheerleaders, she probably
looked the most like Dale, blonde hair, petit build.   -�If you did that,
he might not say anything.  And if he did say something, it probably would
have been about seeing Susie there nude.  Students would be able to tell
you two apart, but this guy might not remember your face.  Meeting you
naked, he might not look at anything above your neck.  For the record, I
-(TM)m positive that I could tell you and Susie apart if shown just a small
portion of your bodies. -�

    -�I would hope you could.  You -(TM)ve seen more of my skin than I
have, -� said Dale.

    -�That -(TM)s probably true.  The only skin that you have that I have
not seen many times is hidden by the hair on your head, -� said Nate.

   They had reached the car.   -�Where are we going? -� asked Dale.  
-�Given the magnitude of my  -~date -(TM) this morning, I had not given any
thought to what came after.  I hoped to survive, but I was not counting on
it. -�



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 42: The End of Summer

    -�Well, it -(TM)s still early, not even 7 a.m.  yet.  We probably have
time to handcuff you somewhere else before the town wakes up --.just
kidding!  Actually, I was hoping to take you out to breakfast.  The diner
at the truck stop out by the highway is always open.  Why don -(TM)t we
have breakfast there?  First we can go home, you can go in and change.  And
we -(TM)ll go when you -(TM)re ready, -� said Nate.

    -�That sounds fun.  I guess I -(TM)ll run in and get dressed.  As I am
at the moment, my only options are the robe or nude.  You know I -(TM)d
most like to go nude, but for society -(TM)s sake I will reluctantly wear
clothes.  I love that I can talk like that around you, -� said Dale.

    -�I love that you DO talk like that around me, -� said Nate.

   While Nate waited for Dale to change, he grew nostalgic about his
summer. He was realizing that what they had shared the last three weeks had
been just between the two of them.  She had not made any efforts to involve
him in things with her friends, and he hadn -(TM)t invited her to a single
thing that included his friends.  As far as their friends were concerned,
the two of them hardly knew each other.  He imagined that when school
started, they each might simply return to their separate social universes.
Sure they might say  -�hi -� to one another now and then, but any time
together would be rare and would probably continue to be just the two of
them.  Nate started to feel like breakfast together was an end, not another
chapter.  If it did end up being that way, at least he was happy that the
flagpole event had worked out.  It was much better to end on a positive
note than a sour one.  It had been a close call, but it seemed as if that
close call had somehow made it even more positive than it might have been
without it.

   He could never have brought himself to post her picture as he had
indicated.  He couldn -(TM)t do that to her, and he couldn -(TM)t do that
to himself.  Those photos were special to him.  They were remembrances of
something that he alone had experienced.  If he shared them, then their
magic for him would decrease.  He could not tell Dale that he wouldn -(TM)t
have shared the photos.  He wanted her to have the real experience, really
know what it felt like to be blackmailed.  While it felt very foreign to
him, he did now have a pretty solid understanding of what made this girl
tick.  She seemed to be wired opposite of other girls.  She wanted to take
risks, she wanted to be embarrassed, she wanted to be uncomfortable with
how things might turn out, she wanted to worry.  She hoped to get away with
the risk taking, but there had to be the possibility that she wouldn
-(TM)t. He knew that she would get very little out of pretending that she
was being blackmailed.  It had to feel real, and to feel real it had to be
real.

   She had almost fooled him into thinking that she was a normal person
when she had pretended to be angry.  He now saw that he should have seen
right through her act.  He should have known that a truck driving toward
her when she was handcuffed was a situation so perfect for her that he
could not have planned it any better.  In the first place, this was not
somewhere an hour away where she was anonymous; this was at the school
where she was a cheerleader.  This was where she could not be seen because
she would be recognized.  Obviously her worry, i.e.  her enjoyment would
have spiked.  And then somehow she had survived just when all seemed lost.
Of course she would have enjoyed that!  How could he have ever doubted it?
He knew he would blackmail her again, but he would have to be very careful.
It hadn -(TM)t gone quite as he had anticipated.  It had been more like
playing with fire than he had expected.  He had even wished he hadn -(TM)t
initiated it at one point, but at the same time he knew that his
credibility was at stake and that he couldn -(TM)t back down.

   When Dale came back out of her house, she reported that her parents were
still asleep, so they hadn -(TM)t even known that she had been gone, so
there were no questions to answer about wearing the robe.

   When they got to the diner, they both sat in his car because Dale wanted
to look at the photos.  She stopped on the first one, and said,  -�Nate,
what is this? -�

    -�Let me see, -� said Nate.   -�What do you mean?  Those are your
titters! -�

    -�Why did you take a photo of just my titters? -� asked Dale.

    -�Oh, obvious reasons.  Actually because I think I am love with them.
They are beautiful, and I can -(TM)t stop remembering how Kelly tricked you
into letting me kiss and suck on them.  You never would have let me near
them had we not had the nipple jewelry emergency.  Too bad Jason hasn
-(TM)t had an ally like Kelly! -� said Nate.

    -�You -(TM)re so bad, leave Jason out of this! -� said Dale.  Together
they looked through the rest of the photos.   -�I guess I like the ones of
me where I look the most vulnerable, -� continued Dale.   -�Like this one
taken from a distance.  The handcuffs are visible.  It is so obvious that I
am not at all in control.  I -(TM)m nude and handcuffed in a wide open area
tits out, pussy out.  One can imagine that hundreds of people might show up
and I could not get away.  When I would go out at night, I would never
carry any clothing with me because I knew that I could just put it on. 
With a piece of clothing in hand, I wouldn -(TM)t feel nude.  In your car
on the way to Kelly -(TM)s I found that I still felt nude even with my robe
right there because I was powerless to put it on.  The primary power that I
have always allowed myself was my ability to escape, my shoes.  We tested
that out a couple of nights ago at the pool.  So the shoes make me feel
less vulnerable.  I can disappear into the cover of darkness.  But this
morning you deprived me of both, or all three.  You took the shoes, you
took the darkness, and with the flagpole you took my ability to run away.
-�

    -�Yes, but I guess I didn -(TM)t take away entirely your ability to
hide.  You still managed.  I guess I should have rigged it so that you had
to stay standing, facing the parking lot.  And I probably should have
secured your feet so that you wouldn -(TM)t even have been able to close
your legs, -� said Nate.

    -�Too late now Buster, but it was terrifying enough, -� said Dale.

    -�But next time!  Thanks to you, I now know how to make it even more
terrifying, -� said Nate.

    -�Nate, no next time.  No more blackmail! -� said Dale.

    -�Dale, we both know that there will be a next time.  Probably not
soon. Today you kept your naked picture off of the school -(TM)s web page.
I look forward to seeing what choices you make in the future, -� said Nate.

    -�You don -(TM)t have to blackmail me.  I -(TM)ll get naked for you
without blackmail.  You know that.  You say where and when, and all these
clothes are off, -� said Dale, waving her hands to indicate what she was
wearing.  Nate was still having trouble believing how fortune had smiled on
him that summer.  Had he really just heard the hottest girl in school say,
-~you say where and when, and all these clothes are off. -(TM) Could he
really command her to strip anytime, anyplace?

    -�Dale we both know that is not completely true.  But with blackmail it
might be true.  There are many times and places that you will willingly get
naked.  There are other times and places that you will unwillingly strip,
like the flagpole this morning.  That is where blackmail comes in.  You
need to be worrying!  Now let -(TM)s go in and have some breakfast. -� Part
of Dale was wishing she could put the blackmail genie back in the bottle,
but there was another part of her.  That part of her was wishing that Nate
had chained her up spread eagle that morning at the flagpole.  She knew she
should try and hide those desires from him.  He was likely to make it worse
than she could handle without any encouragement, so encouraging him was
playing with fire.

   With the end of breakfast, Nate -(TM)s summer came to an end.  He knew
that he would next see Dale at school.  He thought that she would probably
acknowledge him, but that things would be more like they had been at school
in the spring than how they had been during the summer.  Only time would
tell.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 43: First Day of School

   Monday morning was the first day of school for Nate, the first day of
his senior year at Prospect High School.  His alarm went off much earlier
than he had been getting up.  He rode his motorcycle to school, and went
about looking for his first period class, calculus.  It turned out to be in
a portable classroom.  His second period class was second year Spanish.  He
wasted a little time talking to people he had not seen all summer on the
way and made it to Spanish just moments before the bell rang.  Fortunately
his friend Kenny was saving him a seat in their usual spot, two thirds of
the way back.  He and Kenny had had Spanish I together, and they had made
sure to register for the same Spanish II.

   He had a big surprise waiting for him as the teacher, Se�+/-ora Flores
took attendance.  Dale was in the class!  He hadn -(TM)t noticed her in the
front.  He hadn -(TM)t even known she had taken Spanish I the prior year,
but there were several Spanish I classes taught each semester.  He had had
so few classes with her in the past that he hadn -(TM)t even bothered to
compare schedules with her.  When Se�+/-ora Flores got down to the M -(TM)s
and called  -�Miller, Nate -�, he saw Dale turn around and look at him
expressionless.  He tried to figure out what that lack of expression might
indicate.  The class involved a lot of student participation, so he had
opportunities to hear her efforts at pronouncing Spanish words, and vice
versa.  It seemed that everyone in the class had forgotten a lot over the
summer and Se�+/-ora Flores was visually frustrated.  He was slow to get up
after the bell rang, and was talking to Kenny as Dale walked by headed for
the exit.  She paused next to him, gave him another difficult to read look,
and then punched him.  Before he could react, she was on her way out the
door.

   Kenny, who had observed the encounter, said,  -�Dude!  You just got
punched by Dale Jordan!  What was with that!  If I was you, I would never
wash my shoulder again.  That was amazing!  Dale Jordan! -� Nate just
listened to him blankly.  It didn -(TM)t seem all that amazing to him now,
but he knew that he would have reacted about the same prior to that summer.
He and Kenny both had to get to their third period classes, so he had no
opportunity to comment.  Simply acting surprised fit Kenny -(TM)s
expectations.

   At lunch he sat with a group of friends, including Kenny, Mason and
Felipe.  Most of his friends were pretty nerdy, like Kenny and Mason.  Of
his close friends, Felipe was the only one on the football team.  He was a
large Latino who played Defensive Tackle, on the left next to Nate.  He had
been a shoo-in as a starter, and had been very encouraging to Nate as he
hustled in hopes of his own starting slot.  As Nate took his seat, Kenny
told everyone about what had happened at the end of Spanish class.  How
Dale had walked by and punched Nate.  Mostly they seemed jealous, and
teased him.  Finally he was pressed for an explanation.  He tried to get
away with,  -�I guess, because we -(TM)re neighbors? -� But that didn
-(TM)t cut it --.they had always been neighbors.  Finally he had to tell
them something with a sliver of truth in it: that they had talked a little
over the summer.  While they seemed to have trouble imagining Nate and Dale
actually talking, they seemed to buy it.  Why else would Dale take notice
of Nate?  It had been just a punch, but they were all acting so jealous.

   That afternoon Nate got a text from Dale that read,  -�Can you give me a
ride home after football? -� He was on cloud nine realizing that it meant
that she was going to associate with him, as in allow other students to see
her associating with him.  He hadn -(TM)t been able to interpret the punch
one way or the other.

   Nate texted back,  -�Sure!  I have my motorcycle. -� The reply that he
received was a smiley face.

   Football practice was a bit different than it had been.  Being after the
first game, the coaches had a lot of things that they wanted everyone to
work on based on what they had observed in the game.  And now there would
be a game nearly every weekend, so there was a specific team to prepare for
as well.  When Nate walked out of the locker room, he saw Dale waiting by
his bike.  Her greeting was quite friendly.  Cheer practice typically ended
earlier, so she had been waiting around.  She normally got a ride home from
one of the other cheerleaders.  He asked what had happened to her usual
ride, and she said simply that she had wanted to ride with him instead.

   He was ready to go, but she wanted to wait a bit longer.  He couldn
-(TM)t figure out why they were just standing around, but finally she
offered an explanation,  -�Nate, at lunch Jason wanted to know why I had
punched you in class this morning.  Welcome to my world!  I can hardly do
anything without starting rumors.  It seems that Jason thinks something is
going on between us.  If he only knew, right?  Well, if he is going to
worry about a little friendly punch, then I decided that I -(TM)m going to
give him something more to think about.  I think that the whole school
needs something juicy to talk about.  I want a few more guys coming out of
football to see us here together.  I want Jason to know that I got a ride
home with you.  I hope you don -(TM)t feel like I -(TM)m using you, I just
think that the rumors tomorrow will be a lot more interesting if we game
the system. -� Nate wasn -(TM)t feeling used at all.  He was beside himself
thinking that tomorrow the rumors might be about Dale and himself, but more
than that he was happy that Dale was willing to be seen with him.

   He decided to play along and act as if nothing was out of the ordinary,
talking to Dale about helmets without looking around to see who might be
watching.  He said,  -�Had I known you might want a ride, I could have
brought another helmet.  By law we are supposed to wear them, and my
parents are insisting.  Since I have just the one today, you wear it, but
in the future, I -(TM)ll have my spare with me just in case.  After a bit,
they climbed on and rode home together.  He was in heaven having her arms
around him.  For so long he had fantasized about being around a dressed
Dale, and the experience did not disappoint.

   When Nate got to Spanish on Tuesday, Dale was talking with a smiling and
visibly fidgeting Kenny.  As he walked up to them, she said,  -�Let -(TM)s
sit together guys. -�

   Nate said,  -�Dale I don -(TM)t really want to sit up in the front. -�

    -�No problem, we can sit here, -� and she sat down in the row next to
Nate and Kenny.

   When Se�+/-ora Flores took role, she asked Dale why she wasn -(TM)t
sitting in the front like usual.  Her reply made both Nate and Kenny feel
good,  -�I felt like sitting with my friends today. -� Nate was reminded of
why he thought Dale was so well liked, she built everyone up.  Around her
everyone counted, and was treated with respect.  After class she walked
down the hall with both Nate and Kenny, and nothing felt out of place. 
Kenny even commented to Nate at lunch that Dale had talked to him as if
they had always been good friends.  Felipe asked Nate if his parents would
consider adopting a poor Latino boy.  Since being Dale -(TM)s neighbor was
working out so well for Nate, maybe it could work for him as well.  As Nate
walked between classes that afternoon, he noticed that everyone seemed to
be taking notice of him.  From his friends he had learned that Dale riding
with him on his motorcycle was indeed the topic of the day.

   When Nate came out of the locker room later that day, Dale was again
waiting by his bike looking for a ride.  As they were climbing on, she
said,  -�Nate can we go home via Madison Park.  I feel like swinging. -�
Nate liked the idea.  It would mean more time with her than just the ride
home.  He had not been to Madison Park since the night that the friendly
policeman had given him a ride home.

   Once they were swinging, it became evident to Nate that Dale wanted to
talk.  After a bit she mentioned the homecoming game and dance, now just a
week and a half away.  She added,  -�Jason has not asked me to the dance,
but I expect that he will soon. -� Any mention of Jason typically served as
a harsh reminder of reality to Nate.  He had been slipping into his fantasy
world, the one that included just two people, he and Dale, and suddenly she
has to bring up the boyfriend.  She continued,  -�Because we are 
-~going-out -(TM) he -(TM)ll be expecting me to say,  -~yes -(TM). -� Why
does she subject me to this, thought Nate.  He tried to change the subject
slightly by bringing up the team that they would be playing and their
chances of actually winning the homecoming game.

   Nate listened politely, but then she circled back to the dance,  -�I
really am looking forward to the homecoming dance.  I love dancing, and I
love to dress up.  But like I was saying, Jason hasn -(TM)t asked me yet. I
can only go to the dance with one boy.  If someone else were to ask me to
the dance first, then it would be Jason -(TM)s own fault for having waited,
right? -�

    -�Right, -� said Nate, but as soon as he had said it, his mind switched
into overload.  Was she hinting?  Was she saying what he thought she might
be saying?  It couldn -(TM)t be, but why else would she say that.  It was
so unbelievable that he was sure there was an alternate explanation.  His
mind raced trying to decipher her words.

   Dale paused, hoping that Nate was cluing in.  The pause grew
uncomfortably long, so she continued,  -�In my most recent dates with
Jason, I have found that we don -(TM)t have much to talk about.  You and I
never run out of things to talk about.  I have given this a lot of thought,
and I realize that you are the only person that I have opened up to --as in
--ever opened up to.  I have always hidden the real me from everyone. 
There are so many things about me that Jason, my best friends, and even my
mom know nothing about.  A lot of it is the exhibitionist thing, but there
is more than that.  For example, I have talked more about college plans and
career ideas with you than with anyone else.  I doubt Jason would be
interested to hear me talk about such things.  With everyone else, I am
playing a role.  I -(TM)m acting.  I -(TM)m reading the  -~Dale -(TM) lines
from the script.  Only with you am I not acting, only with you am I being
myself.  I was even able to tell you how much I enjoyed the embarrassment
of being put up on that bench by Kelly.  And you didn -(TM)t ridicule me.
The sad part about this is that it means that until a month ago, there was
not a single person on the planet that I was being myself around.  I
-(TM)ve decided that I like the real me.  I -(TM)d like to be able to be
the real me around more people, but in the meantime, I -(TM)d like to be
around you more.  That way I can spend more of my time being me.  Now I
-(TM)m just babbling.  I -(TM)m probably making no sense. -�

   Nate decided it was time to say something encouraging, but his mouth was
dry.  Clearing his throat as quietly as he could, he said,  -�Dale, you are
an exceptional person.  If the Dale that I know is a different person than
the Dale that others know, then that is sad.  The Dale that I know is
genuine and even more beautiful on the inside than the outside. -� He
-(TM)d thought of that  -~line -(TM) as they had talked once during their
cookie picnic, but had never imagined actually saying it.  He continued, 
-�I -(TM)d like more people to know the real you.  I know that the nudity
aspect can -(TM)t be shared, but you should be able to share other aspects,
your other thoughts, your hopes and dreams.  I know that the real you is
the naked you, but -- -� He paused knowing that that had not come out
right, and she laughed.   -�What I meant to say is that I think you should
be able to be yourself around people with your clothes on.  That -(TM)s
still not coming out right, but hopefully you know what I mean. I think
your friends and your parents would like the real you, and you would be
happier. -�

    -�Nate, stop being so serious, -� said Dale.   -�Can -(TM)t you ever
read between the lines?  What I -(TM)m really trying to do here is to
embolden you into asking me to the Homecoming Dance.  We -(TM)d have fun
together!  Now you are getting all philosophical on me.  Our society
convention is guys ask girls, so I am supposed to wait to see who asks me
to the dance.  I -(TM)m weary of that, so I -(TM)m trying to stack the deck
in my favor.  Please don -(TM)t make me beg! -�

   Nate was in shock.  His brain was on the verge of shutting down.  He
fought to regain control.  He had never thought that he might really be
here, but now that he was he needed to try and not mess up big time.  Nate
knew that there was no way that he could ask her to the dance now and make
it sound like it was his idea, but he wanted to try.  He expected that it
would come out sounding stupid, but he had to say something.  He said, 
-�Dale, I know that you have a boyfriend, and will most likely go to the
dance with him.  But please listen to me with an open mind.  You and I get
along so well.  We have fun together, and we can have fun together with our
clothes on! -� Again he stopped knowing that he had tripped over her words.
Dale was laughing.   -�What I really mean to say is, Dale, will you go to
the Homecoming Dance with me? -�

   Dale stopped swinging, and then grabbed onto his swing, stopping it. 
She pulled him to his feet, giving him a big hug.   -�Nate I would love to!
-� She gave him kiss on the cheek, and after a thoughtful pause continued,
-�We both know that I have been a very bad girl, and I -(TM)m embarrassed
about it.  We both know that I have been two-timing Jason, but I am ready
to put that behind me.  I never intended to, but it happened.  Jason was my
boyfriend, and you were my neighbor, my friend who helped me live out my
fantasies.  I thought that the way to keep my nude life a secret from
everyone was to keep the two lives entirely separate.  Maybe an analogy was
that he was my boyfriend in real life and the other was just a video game,
and you were a person in the video game.  I probably could have kept it all
separate and it would have been fine had you remained just my neighbor, my
friend.  The truth of the matter is that I started falling for you right
away.  I tried to imagine that they were just goodnight kisses.  Since I
want to be honest I have to tell you that it was so difficult for me to
limit myself to just one kiss.  I should have broken up with Jason weeks
ago.  But like I said, I was trying to keep my non-naked life unchanged,
for appearances sake.  But I can -(TM)t anymore.  I have been turning down
Jason when he asks me to go out, and when he kisses me he can tell that
something is wrong.  The reason that Jason suspects that something is going
on between us, is that something is going on between us.  He -(TM)s no
dummy.  To everyone else, the homecoming dance will be our first date, but
in my heart, I -(TM)ve been your girlfriend for some time now. -�

   Nate was worried that Dale would see the dazed, surprised, stunned look
on his face.  He could not believe what he had just heard.  A part of him
wanted to run around all the park equipment, acting like a crazed lunatic,
but another part of him didn -(TM)t want to mess this up.  Once he had
collected his thoughts he said,  -�Dale, I don -(TM)t know what to say.  To
be completely honest with you, I have been in love with you since the third



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 44: Madison Park Revisited

    --since the third grade!  I guess I was two-timing every girl I ever
went on a date with.  All two of them! -� Dale cracked up and it helped
relieve the tension.  This was a lot of truthfulness for them to both be
dealing with at once.  Nate continued,  -�These have been wild weeks.  We
-(TM)ve had a lot of fun, but in your defense, you -(TM)ve had a lot of new
experiences and the stress that goes with them.  For example, you -(TM)ve
shaved a lot of pussy, so many pussies in fact that you were two-timing
both Jason and I! -� Nate deserved the punch provoked by that comment.  
-�I think we should just move forward, and stop kicking ourselves.  I was
hoping that you and I were building a relationship that would grow beyond
the Naked Carol world.  I didn -(TM)t want to jinx it by trying to move it
along too quickly.  I tried to let you take the lead with the kissing, but
doing so always made me worry that I would come across as disinterested, or
too passive. -�

    -�You were always great.  To be honest, if you had tried to put the
moves on me while I was naked, it all would have had to end right there.  A
girl always feels like the weaker sex, especially around a big guy like
you. Add nudity and how we were usually alone in remote locations to the
mix.  If you had been aggressive, then a wise girl would be careful to not
put herself in such a spot a second time, -� said Dale.   -�But like I
started to say, to everyone else this has to seem like our first date. 
While I have been a two-timer, I don -(TM)t think that Jason or anyone else
needs to know.  But between the two of us, I am ready to be your
girlfriend, and I want to consider you my boyfriend.  I want it to be
secret to everyone else for now, but between you and I, I want it to be
official.  Can we shake on that, unless you have an objection? -� Dale held
out her hand to shake his hand.  To Nate it seemed unusual, but cute.  He
shook her hand, and in an instant they were  -~going steady -(TM).

   Nate decided that if Dale was now his girlfriend, then it would be
completely within his rights to be a little more aggressive.  He led her
over to a picnic table, sitting down.  He then guided her to a position
sitting sideways on his lap.  With one arm around her back, he examined her
face, brushing her hair back and drinking in her beauty.  He then brought
her cheek to his, feeling her soft warmth on his face.  He kissed her,
first on the neck, but eventually transitioning to her lips.  While they
had dabbled with it a time or two, this was the first time that they had
actually French kissed.  They took a few minutes enjoying each other and
taking advantage of their new official status.

   Finally Dale spoke,  -�Nate, for me this is a two-step process.  A few
minutes ago with step one I became an official two-timer.  It is not
something that I am looking forward to, but I need to go find Jason, and
end it with him: step two.  Once that is done it will be just you and me
baby.  I don -(TM)t know how Jason will take it, but it is time.  Could you
drop me near his house?  I -(TM)ll walk the last block or so.  He is
probably there, so I should be able to deliver the news to him in person.
After I talk to him, or if he is not there, I might need a ride.  Could I
text you if I need a ride home?  It could be in minutes, but more likely it
will be an hour or so. -�

    -�Sure, that sounds like a good plan.  I -(TM)m ready if you are, -�
said Nate.  It was a short ride, but Nate enjoyed it.  He was so happy. 
The girl riding behind and holding on was suddenly his girlfriend!  His
GIRLFIEND!  He dropped her off, taking her helmet and strapping it on the
bike.

   As they parted, Dale squeezed one of Nate -(TM)s hands in both of her
-(TM)s saying,  -�Wish me luck boyfriend! -� Nate nodded, and Dale set off
on her mission.  Once home, he kept his phone handy watching for a text
from his  -�girlfriend -�.  He got out a piece of paper and wrote down a
few of the amazing lines that he had heard Dale say that afternoon.  He
didn -(TM)t want to forget them.  His favorites were:  -�I started falling
for you right away. -�  -�In my heart, I -(TM)ve been your girlfriend for a
long time now. -�  -�I am ready to be your girlfriend, and I want to
consider you my boyfriend. -�

   Over an hour after dropping her off, he received a text which read, 
-�The deed is done!  No ride needed.  XXOO -� He wondered how it had gone
and what had been said, but he knew that it wasn -(TM)t really any of his
business.  He had to force himself to get out his books and do a little
studying.  He was working on math in the living room around 9 p.m.  when
there was a knock on the door.  Both he and his mom went to the door.  It
was Dale.   -�Hi Nate, -� she said,  -�Hi Mrs.  Miller. -� He saw his dad
peeking into the room out of the corner of his eye.  Dale reached into the
house and took Nate -(TM)s hand, holding it tight.  To Nate it seemed like
an awkward moment, Dale holding his hand while his parents watched.  Dale
continued,  -�Did you tell your parents Nate? -�

   Nate started mumbling, but then Nate -(TM)s mom said,  -�I don -(TM)t
think he did.  Nate what do you have to tell us? -�

   Nate was still at a loss for words, so Dale helped him out.  Beaming she
said,  -�Nate asked me to the Homecoming Dance!  It -(TM)s in a week and a
half. -�

   Nate -(TM)s mom smiled and said,  -�Why Dale, that is wonderful news! -�
She knew it had to be wonderful news given how excited Dale looked.  She
continued,  -�Please come in and have a seat. -� Dale came in and they
walked over and sat side by side on the couch, Dale still holding tightly
to Nate -(TM)s hand.  Nate was enjoying how happy Dale was, but he was
still finding it a very awkward way to tell his parents that he and Dale
were going to the dance together.  Nate -(TM)s father had seated himself in
his recliner, and Nate -(TM)s mom brought in some juice and glasses,
pouring one for Dale first.  As she continued to pour them each juice, his
mom said,  -�Well, tell us the whole story! -�

   Nate said,  -�Well there really isn -(TM)t anything to -- -�

   But Dale cut him off, and started to tell Nate -(TM)s parents about how
she and Nate had known each other a long time.  Nate was amazed that she
actually managed to weave a narrative out of little more than they were
neighbors who attended the same schools.  She even mentioned motorcycling
together on the bench in years past.  She then told them how they had gone
waterskiing and had had a lot of fun, and then had gone back for a bonfire
with the people they had waterskied with.  How Nate had driven and how they
had had so much time to talk during the drives, and how they now had
Spanish together.  Nate was impressed about how she made a complete story
out of the snippets that his parents already knew about, leaving everything
else out.  And then she told them that after football practice Nate had
approached her and asked her to go to the dance with him, and how much she
was looking forward to the dance.  Nate found Dale -(TM)s whole tale quite
entertaining, and he could tell that his parents were enjoying listening.
He wondered what they were really thinking, but they seemed genuinely happy
about the whole thing.  He knew his mother was; she had been encouraging
him to ask girls out for quite some time.

   At the point where he thought it would get awkward because there was
nothing more to say, Dale brought up wanting to go next door and tell her
parents.  Nate didn -(TM)t really want to do that, but his mom thought that
it was  -�important -�.  The next thing Nate knew, the two of them were
seated on Dale -(TM)s couch and he was listening to a slightly different
version.  At Dale -(TM)s house, she added a few details about having broken
up with Jason.  The date of the breakup was not mentioned, but the order in
which things were related made it sound like it had happened a while ago.
He could also tell that Mrs.  Jordan was not surprised about the breakup.
Dale had clearly been telling her for some time that her relationship with
Jason was not going well.  Both of Dale -(TM)s parents were nice and
congratulated him on his upcoming date with their daughter.  They seemed
much more surprised that Dale was going to the dance with him than they
were about anything related to Jason.

   Once both parents were briefed, Dale and Nate went out front for a walk,
walking with their arms around each other.

   Nate said,  -�Dale I had no idea we -(TM)d be telling our parents so
much so soon. -�

    -�I -(TM)m sorry, but I -(TM)ve just been so excited to tell someone. I
-(TM)ve especially been wanting to tell my mom.  For a few weeks now I
-(TM)ve been wanting to tell her all about the cute boy I was falling for.
It was so hard to keep it all from her.  I knew she would love hearing that
I was going to the dance with the nice neighbor boy.  I just had to tell
her!  And your parents looked very happy for us.  Don -(TM)t you think? -�

    -�I actually think they are probably in shock right now.  I -(TM)m sure
they have known for years about my crush on you, but they have also known
that we didn -(TM)t really talk because you were popular and I considered
you way out of my league.  So now I am sure that they are trying to figure
out what in the heck happened.  But I know how they feel.  I -(TM)m also in
shock over today -(TM)s developments.  Two days ago I started school
worrying that you might not even acknowledge me there.  Sort of like how
you were saying --that you might try and keep your two lives entirely
separate, -� said Nate.

    -�I didn -(TM)t know what would happen with school starting myself.  I
surprised myself a time or two.  I was surprised with how I reacted to
Jason bringing up how he had heard that I had punched you in Spanish class.
And thinking back now, I don -(TM)t know why I wanted to make him jealous
by getting a ride home with you.  I mean, why torture the guy when I should
just be breaking up with him? -� said Dale.

    -�Did the break up go OK? -� asked Nate.

    -�I actually thought he would be madder or sadder.  I was mostly
worried that he would try and talk me out of it.  Maybe his pride kept him
from showing his feelings.  At one time I thought we were pretty close.  He
did hurt me a little by saying that he was ready to be done with me because
I -(TM)m such a prude.  What hurts is that it is probably true.  He -(TM)d
been putting pressure on me to give in.  His hands would wander, and I
wouldn -(TM)t allow it, and he was doing things like trying to take off my
shirt, always unsuccessfully, -� she said.

    -�But you like being naked.  Not with him? -� said Nate.

    -�You know what is funny.  If he had taken me outside and told me to
take off all my clothes, I probably would have.  But sitting in a car alone
with him kissing me and unbuttoning my shirt?  That -(TM)s not happening,
-� said Dale.

    -�You are not the easiest person to figure out Dale, -� said Nate.

    -�Probably not, but maybe so that we don -(TM)t have issues right away,
we should discuss a few ground rules. -�

    -�OK, what are the rules? -� asked Nate.

    -�Well, I might let you kiss me on a first date, but try to get to
second base and you -(TM)re getting slapped Buster! -� said Dale.

    -�No problem, you -(TM)re saving yourself for marriage, got it, -� said
Nate.

    -�I didn -(TM)t say that!  Just because you can see these -- -� she
said hiking her shirt and bra up to her neck,  -� --any time you want,
doesn -(TM)t mean that you can touch them, -� said Dale.

    -�OK, look but don -(TM)t touch.  I have to admit that I had hoped that
the ground rules might be a little different for a boyfriend, -� said Nate.

    -�Just look at it this way.  Quite a few people have seen this body
recently.  All the people at Kelly -(TM)s for example, but those husbands
--they had spectator rights.  Had they tried to kiss or touch me, it would
have been out of line.  Think of yourself as two people.  One of them is a
spectator, the other is the boyfriend.  The spectator is just that.  He can
look.  The boyfriend, well --he is a brand new shiny boyfriend.  He needs
to take it slow, like any new boyfriend.  Just because he has seen
everything doesn -(TM)t mean that he gets to go to second base on the first
date, got it? -�

    -�I guess you -(TM)re saying that the spectator got to second base,
right?  Because I wasn -(TM)t your boyfriend yet, -� said Nate.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 45: Rumors

    -�Actually you were my boyfriend that night, I just hadn -(TM)t told
you yet.  In your case it is going to be complicated, because you get to
play both roles.  Lucky you, right? -� said Dale.  Nate nodded in
agreement. He did feel very lucky.

   The next morning he made it to Spanish class just as the bell rang.  He
slipped into the same seat by Kenny and Dale.  A few minutes later when
Se�+/-ora Flores was not looking, Kenny showed him a page of his notebook
where he had written,  -�Dale tells me that you are taking her to
Homecoming. -� Nate wrote,  -�Yep, -� on the corner of his own notebook so
that Kenny could read it.  A moment later, he saw Kenny write something and
then show it to him.  It read,  -�Dude! -�

   As Nate walked between classes, he was noticing guys that he hardly knew
giving him the thumbs up sign.  Girls were looking at him, sizing him up.
He could tell that people were pointing at him and talking about him as
well.  A few guys gave him high-fives, and many girls just smiled at him.
While walking to his fourth period class, he heard a female voice behind
him say,  -�Congratulations Nate! -� He turned around and saw that it was
Kendra, another cheerleader.  She was attractive, but not petit, tall and
big boned but not at all pudgy.  He was sure that he had never talked to
her before.  She continued,  -�Rumor has it that you are taking our Dale to
the Homecoming Dance. -�

   Just then, Jodie, the head cheerleader joined Kendra, saying,  -�So who
do we have here?  Dale -(TM)s next squeeze?  What should we do to initiate
him?  How in the heck did you pull this off son? -�

   Nate said,  -�Just lucky I guess. -� And then he sheepishly left to get
to class on time.  Even though it was somewhat true, he was instantly
kicking himself over his stupid line,  -�Just lucky I guess. -� Just
because he had gotten used to talking with Dale did not mean that he was
going to be able to talk to the other cheerleaders without putting his foot
in his mouth.  He vowed to try, but knew that he was bound to mess up
regularly.

   Later on the way to lunch, he heard another voice calling his name. 
This time it was Carly.  As far as he knew, Carly was Dale -(TM)s best
friend.  As he started to say something, she grabbed him by the elbow and
marched him into a dead end hall saying,  -�We have to talk! -� He let her
push him, but he had little choice.  She stood him in a corner, and
standing with her hands on her hips, blocked his retreat.  Carly was
another one of the hot girls, but one who had never been involved in
anything like drill team or cheerleading.  She was a tall lean brunette
with long hair.  In the past he had noticed that she had a tattoo or two,
partially visible depending on what she was wearing.  She hung out with a
rougher crowd, and dressed the part.  She said,  -�Dale tells me that you
are taking her to the Homecoming Dance. -� Nate nodded, still having
trouble finding his voice around girls that he had only admired from a
distance in the past.  She continued,  -�Dale is pretty excited about this
date.  She tells me that it will be your first date.  I -(TM)m not buying
it!  She has always told me everything, but something -(TM)s fishy.  I
haven -(TM)t figured it out yet.  What is going on between you two? -�

   Nate knew that he had to stick to the narrative, but he wished he knew
more about what Dale had actually told Carly.  He had to play it safe.  
-�We got to know each other better over the summer.  I decided to see if
she -(TM)d go to the dance with me, and she said  -~yes -(TM). -�

    -�I -(TM)m not buying it.  There is more to this story.  You guys are
hiding something.  I -(TM)ll get to the bottom of it, -� said Carly, still
blocking his retreat.   -�But just so you know, I love that girl.  And she
is so excited about you and her date with you.  You better treat her right!
She is special, that one, very special.  No one knows her like I do.  She
is not the girl that everyone thinks she is.  There is a lot more to her
than anyone knows.  You hurt her --I -(TM)ll kick your ass!  Mess with
Dale, and I -(TM)m coming for you! -� she said pointing her finger at his
face.  Nate saw the fire in her eyes, but then he saw it soften.   -�Maybe
Dale sees something that I don -(TM)t. -� Suddenly Carly grabbed his neck
with a hand on each side and planted a big kiss on his lips.  It wasn
-(TM)t just any kiss.  It was a big sloppy kiss that went on and on.  Nate
didn -(TM)t know what to do.  He didn -(TM)t want to be rude and pull away,
but he didn -(TM)t want her to think that he was kissing her back either.
As suddenly as it began, the kiss was over.  Carly again pointed at him and
said,  -�I -(TM)m watching you! -� and then she strode off.

   Nate looked for Dale at lunch, but she wasn -(TM)t around.  She was
involved in a few extracurricular activities that took place during lunch.
He also didn -(TM)t see her during the afternoon, which was typical. 
Football practice turned out to be quite an experience as well.  He did get
a few comments about moving in on Jason -(TM)s girl, things like that.  And
then even Jason himself got in his face at the end of practice in the
locker room.  He expected that things would be better the next day. 
Hopefully by then he and Dale would be yesterday -(TM)s news.

   When he came out of the locker room, Dale was again waiting by his bike.
As he walked up to her he said,  -�Man are you ever a sight for sore eyes!
It has been a challenging day.  Just out of curiosity, how many people did
you tell?  The whole school knows! -�

    -�For the whole school to find out, it -(TM)s only necessary to tell
Jodie.  I actually use her for the purpose of spreading news sometimes.  It
-(TM)s less work.  If it happens to be something juicy about me, then the
whole school is going to find out.  It -(TM)s best to just get it over
with. I probably should have warned you though, -� said Dale.

    -�So you only told Jodie? -� asked Nate.

    -�No.  First I told Jason that you and I were going to the dance --when
I was breaking up with him last night.  Then I walked to Carly -(TM)s and
told her, she -(TM)s my BFF.  I tell her everything, except certain things.
And then we told our parents last night.  This morning I told Jodie and
then Kenny in Spanish.  Besides that, I just had people asking me about you
during the day, -� said Dale.

    -�I -(TM)ve never lived through a day like that before.  I had girls
congratulating me.  I got so many slaps on the back and high-fives that I
lost count.  I could tell that people were whispering to each other as I
walked by, and I was threatened and nearly raped, -� said Nate.

    -�Threatened and nearly raped? -�

    -�Yeah, maybe I shouldn -(TM)t say, but Carly is something else!  First
she is telling me that she doesn -(TM)t buy the first date part of the
story.  Then she tells me that she -(TM)ll kick my ass if I hurt you, and
the next thing I know she is giving me this big kiss that just went on and
on, -� said Nate.   -�She is flamboyant, but I was very impressed by how
much she cares about you.  I think she -(TM)d step in front of a bullet for
you. -�

    -�Carly -(TM)s got my back.  And I -(TM)d do anything for that girl.  I
-(TM)d walk a mile barefoot across burning hot asphalt for her --butt
naked. Clothed, maybe not, but butt naked, sure! -� said Dale, with a wink.

    -�Do you have much homework for tonight, or any commitments?  I -(TM)m
feeling like doing something spontaneous. -� said Nate.

    -�I -(TM)m all ears.  What are you thinking? -�

    -�Let -(TM)s get some take-out and head up the river a few miles or up
the hill to my camp.  You can enjoy a little naked time and we can have a
relaxing dinner together.  Nothing fancy, no distance between you and your
clothes, no handcuffs.  Just you and I, -� said Nate.

    -�I -(TM)d like that.  Let -(TM)s go to your camp.  The view is great,
and I have nice memories of that spot.  Can we have a campfire? -� asked
Dale.

    -�Probably, but I -(TM)d have to go and get permission.  It might be
best if I go to the lookout alone.  I have no idea who is working, which
could be awkward.  If Naked Carol goes with me, then we could get hung up
there.  That could of course be fun, but I -(TM)d prefer alone time with my
shiny new girlfriend, -� said Nate.

    -�OK, let -(TM)s do that.  Let -(TM)s grab some Japanese take-out and
see how quick we can get to your camp and get me naked! -� said Dale,
calling her mom to tell her that she was with Nate and would be late.  They
hoped on his motorcycle and headed up the trail that went past the
clubhouse.  To Dale -(TM)s surprise, Nate stopped at Sunrise Ridge.  It
probably didn -(TM)t actually have a name, but that was what she and Nate
had been calling it ever since they had enjoyed that first sunrise there
together.   -�What -(TM)s up? -� she asked.

    -�Small change of plan, -� said Nate.   -�So far there has never been a
dressed girl in my camp, and there is no reason to start allowing that now.
So I -(TM)ve decided on a new rule.  Girls are allowed beyond this ridge,
but no girl clothes.  You can come on up with me, and I want you to, but
the clothes stay here. -� Climbing off, Dale looked around for a place to
undress and hide her clothes.

    -�OK.  Like I said, all you have to do is say where and when, and all
these clothes are off!  Just give me a couple of minutes, -� she said
walking off toward a small group of juniper trees.  A few minutes later,
she was skipping and cartwheeling back, wearing nothing more than her shoes
and a big smile.  As she started putting her helmet back on she said, 
-�Rules are to be followed! -� Climbing aboard she hugged him tightly. 
Before, her holding on had felt hug like.  This however was a true hug, and
it felt so much nicer.  Nate knew he had never been happier.

   As they were riding up a steep section, Nate suddenly felt Dale let go
with one hand and the bike started shaking.  He looked back over his
shoulder and saw her hand up in the air waving.  He looked ahead and
noticed the lookout tower just visible above the tree tops.  Dale was
waving to whomever might be on duty!  Unfortunately for them, he was
driving, blocking the view --no titty show.

   Minutes later they were seated on the log eating their dinner before it
got any colder.  Nate had again put the blanket on the log to make it more
comfortable.   -�Your tan sure looks awesome, -� said Nate.

    -�I think it has faded a bit.  I guess I wasn -(TM)t handcuffed to the
flagpole long enough, or maybe it was too early in the day, -� said Dale
with a wink.

    -�Probably both! -� said Nate.   -�You know, it -(TM)s pretty fun to
have a girlfriend.  I -(TM)m realizing that this is the first time I have
seen you naked since you officially became my girlfriend.  It -(TM)s really
fun to have a naked girlfriend!  As much as I like looking at you sitting
astride the log like that, I think I -(TM)d rather be taking advantage of
you. -�

    -�Nate, you know that -(TM)s not allowed, -� said Dale.

    -�What -(TM)s not allowed?  You don -(TM)t yet know what parts of you I
am thinking of taking advantage of, and in what way.  Give me the benefit
of the doubt and get your butt naked self over here and onto my lap, -�
said Nate.

    -�OK --but you better be good, -� said Dale as she climbed up off the
log.

    -�OK, now sit on my lap facing me. -�

    -�Facing you? -�

    -�Facing me!  Yep, one leg on this side, the other leg on this side, -�
said Nate.

    -�OK I guess, but you better be on your best behavior.  I don -(TM)t
want to have to fire my new boyfriend after just one day, -� said Dale.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 46: Rain

    -�Just trust me.  I -(TM)m not a saint, but I think I can do this, -�
said Nate, helping Dale to balance while she climbed up and sat down
straddling him.  Nate -(TM)s legs were on one side of the log, and Dale
-(TM)s were dangling on the other side.

    -�OK, now I suppose you are going to take advantage of me. -�

    -�That -(TM)s right! -� said Nate.  He took her arms and placed them
around his neck, and then reached behind her back, pulling her toward him.
He moved one hand up behind her head and brought it closer to him and their
lips met in a kiss.  The first kisses were gentle, but the depth of the
kisses increased steadily until they were both hungrily enjoying their
passion.  Their tongues had met, but now they were finally getting well
acquainted.  Initially Nate kept his hands on her back, but gradually he
started to let them roam around, caressing her seemingly endless soft skin.
He was careful to stay away from areas that he knew were off limits, but he
decided that he could get away with claiming some new territory, her hips,
her sides, her outer thighs, and every inch of her back.  Nate was
conscious of how close Dale -(TM)s naked pussy was and realized that her
leg position would be pulling it open.  It was exciting for him to think of
how close he was to the Promised Land, but they were both careful to
maintain an air gap.  Neither was ready for contact of that sort, not even
with Nate -(TM)s pants in between.  In this position, Dale -(TM)s head was
higher than his, and he started kissing her neck, and then down onto her
upper chest.  He was careful to stay away from second base, but he was
pretty sure that he could get away with base one-and-three-quarters.  Dale
was enjoying that his face was mere inches from her sensitive nipples. 
Dale relaxed, realizing that he was not going to go any closer to her tits
than where he was at the moment.  She was enjoying the kisses, caressing
his head and pulling him to her.

   Nate noticed the tell-tale aroma of an excited woman, and felt Dale
-(TM)s breathing becoming deeper.  Dale too noticed that she might be
getting to an excitement level that she might have trouble pulling back
from.  She wanted to turn and offer a nipple to Nate -(TM)s mouth, but she
felt that she shouldn -(TM)t be breaking her own rules, the rules she was
expecting Nate to follow.  But she had so enjoyed having her titties kissed
the night of the bonfire.  Until that night she had not really had any idea
how wonderfully exciting it would feel to have a man kissing and sucking on
her nipples.  But she knew that she wanted to stick to the rules, for now
anyway.  Without pulling away she mentioned her interest in a campfire
again.  It had started clouding up and was cooling down.  Fall was coming.

    -�I -(TM)ll take the motorcycle up to the lookout tower and request
permission, -� said Nate.   -�That will be much quicker than walking.  I
have a project for you while I -(TM)m gone.  I want you to go into the
forest there, and give me your very best imitation of Ika, the cute little
cavegirl from long ago.  Ika needs to gather firewood.  I have a few bigger
pieces here, but we need some branches and twigs to get the fire going. 
You -(TM)ll have to do your best to get into the role without the full body
make-up.  Someday, we -(TM)ll do the make-up. -�

    -�Promise?  And you -(TM)ll wear furs and be my caveman? -� said Dale.

    -�Yes, and I -(TM)ll tie you up in a tree just like the cannibals tied
her up, hands and legs, -� said Nate.  In a short time Nate was back, and
he and Dale were communicating in grunts and other unintelligible gibberish
as they got into their roles.  Nate wished that he had marshmallows, but
commented on how they couldn -(TM)t roast marshmallows as they hadn -(TM)t
been invented 80,000 years ago anyway.  They were just starting to enjoy
the fire when they felt the first rain drops.  Within moments they were in
the midst of a downpour.

   Initially Nate cursed the rain because it would cut their outing short.
The trail would be fine for a while, but if it continued to rain it would
eventually become treacherous.  But he had no sooner cursed the rain than
he was seeing it as a blessing.  Dale had hopped up and was dancing,
reveling in the rain.  He chuckled to himself as he realized that she was
instantly soaked to the skin!  It was one of those unusual rainstorms.  The
evening sun was sneaking in under the rain clouds which were straight
above. The sun shone brightly on Dale, and her wet skin glistened as she
danced.  Gene Kelly was well known for his  -�Singing in the Rain -� dance
in the streets of Paris.  Well, in Nate -(TM)s opinion, Dale -(TM)s
rendition put the Gene Kelly version to shame, even though there was no
singing.  But truth be told, a dressed guy in black and white never stood a
chance when compared to a tan, wet, nude cheerleader in living color.  Dale
was managing quite well in spite of the difficult terrain.  Arms, legs, and
tits were flying in every direction.  Nate was loving the impromptu show,
all the more because the dancer looked to be experiencing true joy --a
youthful happiness emanated from her every pore.  She seemed oblivious to
him, and only occasionally looked his way.  She seemed to be dancing as if
it were entirely a reflection of an inner glee that the warm rain had
inspired.  Some of the moves Nate recognized, especially the gymnastics
moves like the occasional illusion turn, cartwheel or walkover.  He even
saw one handspring which surprised him given the rocks and the slope.  But
even though she did go upside a few times, it was mostly just lovely
dancing.  At one point he was even reminded of the well-known water dance
in the movie  -�Flashdance -�.  This dance was every bit as energetic as
that one and similarly the water was flying from her skin as she moved and
shook.  Nate wanted video!

   After quite a few minutes, Dale surprised him by suddenly collapsing
onto his lap.  Not that he minded.  In spite of his clothes, he was
essentially as wet as she was.  They hugged and laughed for a minute, but
then Nate called an end to the outing on account of trail conditions.  At
his insistence, they packed up quickly and hopped on the bike.  Nate drove
down the hill very carefully, again wanting to get his nude passenger home
without a scratch.  At Sunrise Ridge Dale put on her soaked clothes, and
then they continued down.  Once they arrived home, the both disappeared
into their respective houses for hot showers.

   At lunch the next day, Nate got a text from Dale,  -�We have to talk. 
Meet me at MY flagpole! -� As Nate came around the corner, he saw Dale
standing just were she had been on Sunday, leaning against the pole,
looking out toward the entrance just as she had then.  As he approached, he
could tell that she was unhappy about something.  As he walked up, she
said,  -�A lady -(TM)s reputation is important Nate.  I need you to be
looking out for me! -�

    -�Absolutely!  I -(TM)m always looking out for you, -� said Nate.

    -�I -(TM)m hearing otherwise Buster! -�

    -�Really? -� said Nate.  He honestly had no idea what she was talking
about.

    -�My spies tell me that Jason was saying bad things about me in the
locker room, and that you weren -(TM)t sticking up for me, -� said Dale.

    -�We -(TM)re on the same football team.  I didn -(TM)t want to fight
him, -� said Nate.

    -�You don -(TM)t have to fight him.  But my sources tell me that he was
saying bad things about me and that you didn -(TM)t defend my honor.  You
can stand up for me without fighting, -� said Dale.

    -�I was looking out for you.  He was saying that you were a prude. 
That as far as he was concerned, I could have you because you wouldn -(TM)t
put out.  I don -(TM)t think that is so bad for a lady -(TM)s reputation.
What was I supposed to say?  That you do put out?  That you are really a
slut, he just doesn -(TM)t know it? -�

    -�Is that really what he said, that I -(TM)m a prude?  Then why did I
hear that he was saying bad things about me and you weren -(TM)t sticking
up for me? -� asked Dale.

    -�Well, it was in the locker room, so I -(TM)m assuming that your spies
are male, right?  To guys, saying that a girl is a prude isn -(TM)t exactly
complimentary.  I had to stick with the  -~first date -(TM) story, as in,
how would I know if she puts out or not, -� said Nate.

   Dale looked at him squinting, trying to figure out if he was telling the
truth.  After a long moment she said,  -�I guess I believe you.  You were
going to be in the dog house.  I guess you -(TM)re not in the dog house, -�
she said.  Dale wanted to get closer to him, but she knew that they could
be seen.  Maybe after the dance she could hold his hand at school, but not
before.  Dale continued,  -�Why don -(TM)t you come over after dinner.  We
can study Spanish together. -�

   After dinner, Nate got a text that read,  -�Parents not going out.  Can
-(TM)t be nude.  Study at your house instead? -�

   Nate replied,  -�Sure, give me about 15 min, then come over. -� Nate
told his mom that Dale was coming over to study, and then he went about
cleaning up the dining room and the dining table.  He could tell that his
mom was very pleased about the idea that he and Dale were going to study
together there.

   A little later Dale knocked and he let her in.  While they were
studying, his mom baked some cookies, so they had a milk and cookie study
break after they had cooled.  After going over an entire chapter in their
Spanish text, Dale said she had a small surprise.  She had some DVDs.  
-�Unless you have to study other subjects, I thought we could relax a
little.  Would your parents mind if we watched the TV here? -� asked Dale.

    -�I -(TM)m sure they wouldn -(TM)t. -� said Nate.   -�What did you
bring? -�

    -�Well, this is a telenovela from the library.  It might not be very
entertaining.  It -(TM)s designed around learning Spanish.  I thought it
might be nice way to supplement what we are learning in class.  And this is
Flash Gordon.  I thought we might watch the second episode, -� said Dale. 
-�Of course we have to watch Flash Gordon first, Buster.  That is how they
were designed --to come before the feature film. -� Nate took Dale into the
family room, and he went about putting the  -~Flash -(TM) DVD in, giving
Dale the remote.

   As she cued up the next episode, Nate read,  -�Flash Gordon, chapter 2:
The Tunnel of Terror -�.  Together they read the recap of the first
episode.  -�You haven -(TM)t seen these? -� asked Nate.

    -�Oh, of course I have.  But it has been years.  I thought they -(TM)d
be fun to watch together.  You do look a little like Flash, minus the
curls, -� she said.  Dale snuggled up against Nate, while they watched the
show.  She knew Nate -(TM)s parents might walk by and see them from behind,
so she kept it respectable.

   As the episode ended Nate said,  -�Wow, Lion Men and forced marriages,
this show has it all.  At least Dr.  Zarkov saved the planet, but we don
-(TM)t know if Dale -(TM)s wedding to Ming gets finalized.  Does it? -�

    -�I guess you -(TM)ll have to wait and find out.  Things are better if
you have to wait for them, -� said Dale, winking.  Nate knew that there was
a lot of meaning intended for him behind that innocent little comment.

   After the telenovela Nate walked Dale home.  After his first kiss of the
evening, he said,  -�I guess things are better if you have to wait.  I
-(TM)ve been waiting to kiss you all evening.  That was fun, but having my
parents around is not ideal. -�

    -�Yeah, I had to keep my clothes on!  Sometimes the school year makes
it tough to run around naked.  We should figure out how to get me out of
these clothes! -� said Dale.

    -�I know.  I -(TM)m working on a few things, but if you have any ideas,
I -(TM)m all ears, -� said Nate.

    -�You -(TM)ve done much better at getting me naked than I ever did on
my own.  Besides the golf course, I didn -(TM)t figure out much to do.  I
never could have put together naked water skiing on my own.  I can go along
with such things, but I sort of need to be persuaded or surprised, -� said
Dale.   -�Left to my own devices I -(TM)m sort of a chicken shit. -�



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 47: Whale Tail

   The second football game took place on Saturday evening, the Prospect
High Mavericks winning again.  As Nate came out to the locker room, Dale
was waiting for him.   -�One week from this very moment, you and I will be
having our first official date! -� she said.

    -�I can hardly wait! -� said Nate.

    -�Carly and I are going out for pizza, and I want you to come along, -�
said Dale.

    -�Dale, I -(TM)m not so good in groups.  And Carly sort of spooked me
this week.  I -(TM)m not so sure that she and I are going to get along so
well, -� said Nate.

    -�Oh, but you have to.  She -(TM)s my best friend.  You have to get
along with my best friend! -� said Dale.

    -�But two on one?  That doesn -(TM)t sound like survivable odds to me,
-� said Nate.

    -�Well, bring a wingman.  Four will be fun, just not Kenny.  I don
-(TM)t mind how nerdy he is, but Carly would eat him alive. -�

    -�I have an idea, -� said Nate going back into the locker room.  A
couple of minutes later he came back out with Felipe.   -�Dale, this is
Felipe, help me talk him into coming with us.  He -(TM)s a bit like me,
intimidated by pretty girls, -� said Nate.

    -�Hi Felipe!  You and Nate looked good out there tonight, working
together, side-by-side on the line!  I don -(TM)t think the other team had
any luck going through you guys, -� said Dale.

   Felipe looked inquisitively at Nate.   -�She -(TM)s full of surprises
Felipe.  I think she watches the games.  She probably even knows your
jersey number, -� said Nate.

    -�I do, -� said Dale.   -�Nate is 79, and you -(TM)re 74, but I don
-(TM)t have to look at your numbers to tell you two apart out there.  Your
size gives you away! -�

    -�Is she calling me fat? -� asked Felipe, looking a Nate.

    -�Felipe, you -(TM)re big, and you use it to your advantage.  Even if
she is calling you fat, we both know that you aren -(TM)t sensitive about
it, -� said Nate.

    -�All the calories you burned on the field tonight.  You definitely
need some pizza.  You -(TM)re coming with us Felipe.  Who -(TM)s driving,
Nate? -� said Dale.  And they started walking toward the cars.  Nate was
impressed by how Dale had gotten Felipe to join them, mostly just by
putting him at ease and assuming that he was coming.  Dale continued, Carly
is meeting us there.  She lives close, so she -(TM)s parking at home and
walking to the pizza parlor.

    -�Dale, please give us some pointers about Carly.  She is pretty scary.
Any advice on how we keep her from putting our heads in a leg lock, -�
asked Nate.

    -�Oh come on, she -(TM)s not that bad!  It -(TM)s all show.  She -(TM)s
a kitten at heart, she just hides it well.  Just be yourselves, -� said
Dale.

    -�A kitten?  A baby tiger maybe!  Doesn -(TM)t she have a boyfriend? 
Why isn -(TM)t he going out to pizza with her tonight? -� asked Nate.

    -�Oh yes, she does have a boyfriend, but don -(TM)t bring him up.  He
-(TM)s actually in jail right now.  I don -(TM)t like him much, but she
misses him.  Darrell doesn -(TM)t have one tenth the smarts that Carly
does, in my opinion.  Not a good topic for conversation, -� said Dale.

    -�What -(TM)s he in jail for? -� asked Nate.

    -�Like I said, not a good topic for conversation, -� said Dale.

   When they got to the pizza parlor, Carly was already there.   -�Who is
this? -� she said, looking at Felipe askance.   -�This better not be a
blind date!  You know I -(TM)m off the market, -� said Carly scowling at
Dale.

    -�Nate, you didn -(TM)t tell me this was a blind date! -� said Felipe
looking at Nate and acting incensed.   -� -(TM)Cause I don -(TM)t think
either of us is blind enough for this to work out! -�

    -�Hey, speak for yourself Michelin Man! -� said Carly.

    -�Michelin Man?  He was a whitely! -� said Felipe.   -�I -(TM)m brown.
-�

    -�Settle down you two, it -(TM)s just pizza, it -(TM)s not a date! -�
said Dale walking up to the order counter.   -�What kind of pizza should we
order?  Nate and I are good with Combination, no anchovies, no onions. 
What do you guys like? -� said Dale looking at Felipe and Carly.

    -�Combo, no anchovies, no onions!  Oh My God!  Are you buying this
first date crap, Michelin Man? -� asked Carly, looking at Felipe.

    -�The name -(TM)s Felipe.  Now what are you asking me? -� said Felipe.

    -�Dale tells me that Nate here asked her to the Homecoming Dance, and
that it will be their first date.  Give me your opinion.  Do the two of
them really act like a guy and a girl who haven -(TM)t yet been on a date?
I mean, combo, no anchovies, no onions.  Really? -� said Carly.

    -�I see what you mean Carlos, -� said Felipe.   -�Let -(TM)s get to the
bottom of this.  Nate, what color are Dale -(TM)s panties? -� Dale punched
Felipe.

   Nate was glad to see someone else on the receiving end of Dale -(TM)s
wrath.   -�Dale?  Oh she never wears panties, -� said Nate.  Now it was
Nate -(TM)s turn to get punched.

    -�OK Felipe, you hold her while I look! -� said Carly.  Felipe grabbed
Dale -(TM)s arms while Carly went for her waistband.

    -�Nate, help! -� said Dale trying to squirm her hips away from Carly.
Nate just stood by and watched.

    -�Nope, white, -� said Carly.   -�See! -� The guys looked and saw that
Carly had pulled the back of Dale -(TM)s thong way up.  She was now
sporting major whale tail, a white whale tail.

    -�Thanks a lot Nate! -� said Dale.   -�You guys get some pizza ordered,
while I go to the restroom to fix this. -� The three of them were too busy
laughing at Dale -(TM)s expense to get down to business very quickly, but
by the time she returned, the pizza and a pitcher of root beer had been
ordered.

   Together they found a table.  As they sat down, Dale asked Felipe, 
-�Did you call Carly  -~Carlos -(TM) earlier? -�

    -�I thought everyone missed that, -� said Felipe.   -�Isn -(TM)t Carly
short for Carlos? -�

    -�He -(TM)s asking for it, -� said Carly.

    -�Say -(TM)s the girl who called me Michelin Man?  Carlos fits a lot
better than any feminine nickname.  You -(TM)re way too nasty for anyone to
ever call you anything sweet like Cuddles, Kitten, Cupcake, or Princess? -�
asked Felipe.

    -�That does it, I -(TM)m leaving! -� said Carly.

    -�Sit down Carly, -� said Dale.   -�The man has a point.  Your
reputation cannot support a sugary nickname. -� As Nate and Dale watched,
Felipe and Carly continued to insult each other.  Dale was glad that Carly
had been distracted from pursuing the  -~first date -(TM) inquiry, but she
hoped this wasn -(TM)t going to end badly.  Gradually she started to
realize that Felipe and Carly were enjoying each other -(TM)s company, even
if their actual words might have led one to think otherwise.  Felipe wasn
-(TM)t backing off of the Carlos nickname, no matter how big of a deal that
Carly made out of it.

   Nate mostly listened.  With the other three talking, there was little
for him to say.  To Nate -(TM)s utter surprise, by the end of the evening
Dale had talked Carly and Felipe into going to the Homecoming Dance
together, just as friends.  They would be double dating.  Carly had been
planning to simply stay home.  It wasn -(TM)t discussed, but with her
boyfriend in jail, that seemed her only option.  And Nate knew that Felipe
simply never asked girls out.  He liked girls, but he simply never
considered asking one out.  As Nate saw it, he was shy and had low
self-esteem  -- he was always sure he would be turned down.

   After dropping Felipe off at his house, Nate found a spot to pull over
for a chance to talk with Dale alone.  Nate tried to get Dale to snuggle up
against him, but she refused, saying,  -�Boy are you ever in the dog house!
What was with the,  -~Oh she never wears panties -(TM) comment.  You
-(TM)re going to be lucky to be back in my good graces come the dance.  I
thought you had better sense than to say something like that, especially
because it -(TM)s true.  I don -(TM)t wear panties around you, -� said
Dale.

    -�What do you mean? -� asked Nate,  -�I thought I handled that well.  I
know you normally wear panties, just not around me, so I -(TM)ve never seen
them.  I don -(TM)t even know what colors of panties you own.  Your panties
are always long gone when I see you.  Carly was looking for proof that we
know each other a lot better than we would if it were just a first date. 
Had I guessed a color, I might have guessed right, and they would have
continued to tease us.  So I guessed  -~no panties. -(TM) That was the only
way I was sure that I would be wrong.  And it worked.  Like I said, I
thought I handled it well, After that, the topic went away. -�

    -�I guess you -(TM)re right.  I guess you -(TM)re right, but I -(TM)m
still mad at you.  I still had to endure a major wedgie, -� said Dale.

    -�It was funny too!  But you would have gotten the wedgie no matter
what I had said.  And by the way, you look really cute in a whale tail! -�

    -�You are really asking for it! -� said Dale.  Changing the subject,
she continued,  -�I know you say that Felipe is shy, but I didn -(TM)t see
it tonight.  The guy held his own against Carly.  I -(TM)ve almost never
seen anyone do that.  She has this way of scaring everyone off before they
ever get to know her.  And we both saw her try to do that tonight, calling
Felipe the Michelin Man right out of the gate.  Few heavy people put up
with being called Fatso nicknames, but he seemed to take it in stride. -�

    -�Felipe was in rare form tonight.  He is usually quiet and reserved
around girls, especially attractive ones.  And face it, you and Carly are
as attractive as it gets.  My theory is that Felipe somehow felt safe.  My
guess is that you were with me, so he knew you were taken.  And Carly is
Darrell -(TM)s girl, so he knew she was off the market.  He didn -(TM)t
have to think about being appealing to either of you, so he didn -(TM)t
worry about it.  The Felipe that came to the pizza parlor tonight was the
Felipe that shows up only when there are only guys in the room, -� said
Nate.

    -�What ever happened, I think it was awesome.  Carly needs a pal like
Felipe right now.  Waiting for Darrell to get out is no good in my opinion.
In the first place, it is waiting.  She should be having fun.  And in the
second place, Darrell is a piece of shit.  The last thing I want for Carly
is to be back with him, -� said Dale.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 48: Trying on Dresses

    -�I just had a funny thought, -� said Nate.   -�Monday morning, my
other friends are going to be asking me,  -~does Dale have a friend for me?
-(TM) Everyone was so shocked that I landed a date with you, and now they
are going to find out that you and I hooked Felipe up with Carly.  I need
to keep track of the number of times I hear that.  The only way I don
-(TM)t hear that is if Carly and Felipe tell absolutely no one. -�

    -�That wouldn -(TM)t keep the whole school from finding out, -� said
Dale.

    -�Why not? -� asked Nate.

    -�Because I -(TM)m telling Jodie.  Here, I -(TM)ll text her right now,
-� said Dale, typing on her phone.   -�There, the deed is done.  By second
period Monday, the whole school will know that Felipe and Carly are going
to Homecoming together!  Now you keep a tally of how many people ask you if
I have a friend for them. -�

    -�I will, it will be fun, -� said Nate.   -�We also need to figure out
where to have dinner before the dance. -�

    -�What do you mean we? -� said Dale.   -�Homecoming is a guy ask girl
thing.  I already broke that rule once.  You -(TM)re on your own now. 
Dinner is your problem, or you and Felipe -(TM)s problem.  But you -(TM)ll
want to get right on that, the nice restaurants are going to book up. -�

   Dale was right about one thing, Monday morning the word about Carly and
Felipe spread quickly.  Felipe ended up having a day a little like Nate had
had, only the congratulations were mixed with condolences.  Carly had
burned her share of bridges, and there were people who wanted nothing to do
with her.  There were even a few guys that warned him that Darrell might
come looking for him once he got out.  Nate had to admit to Dale that he
had been wrong.  To his amazement, no one had come to him and said,  -�Does
Dale have a friend for me? -� After talking to Felipe, he ended up deciding
that most people seemed to think that Carly was less of a catch than he had
thought.  He thought of her as feisty and attractive.  Others seemed to
think of her as way more trouble than she could be worth.

   The week ended up being one of lots of homework and tough football
practices for Nate.  He felt like he had hardly seen Dale, when out of the
blue Thursday evening, he got a text from her that read,  -�Nude girl next
door trying on dresses.  Wanna watch? -�

   He texted back,  -�On my way! -� He walked out his front door slowly,
trying not to attract his parent -(TM)s attention.  When Dale let him in,
she was nude, as represented.

   She took him back to her room, saying,  -�I do have a dress that I got
just for Homecoming, but I -(TM)m having a little trouble deciding between
it and a few others.  And then I remembered your great fashion sense, so I
decided to ask you to help me pick.  I have heard that clothes shopping
with girls is boring for guys, so I hope I don -(TM)t put you to sleep.  I
think I might have found a way to keep this interesting.  The first part of
my concept is no changing room.  You get to watch!  The second part of the
plan is no underwear! -�

    -�Works for me Dale.  I don -(TM)t think I -(TM)ll be nodding off.  If
your experiment works, then you should share your concept.  Just think of
all the people that might benefit!   -� said Nate.   -�Wait --you aren
-(TM)t completely nude. -�

    -�I wondered how long it would take you to see the high heels, -� said
Dale.   -�Part of me thought that you wouldn -(TM)t notice anything below
my knees or above my neck for five minutes.  On the other hand I thought
that you might notice how much taller I am, even if you never looked down.
-�

    -�Give me a little credit, -� said Nate.   -�But wow, do you ever look
great dressed like that.  And I thought you looked awesome in just tennis
shoes!  Now I know what outfit I am voting for. -�

    -�Down boy!  Don -(TM)t go crazy on me.  Going to the Homecoming Dance
nude would be a kick.  But even if I could handle it, no one else could. 
Focus Nate, we are picking a dress tonight. -�

    -�Where are your parents? -� asked Nate.

    -�They went out to dinner, -� said Dale.   -�They just didn -(TM)t give
me any advance warning, otherwise I would have given you a little notice. I
think their plans don -(TM)t include a movie; however, so our time is a
little more limited than before.  Ok, here are the three finalists. -� Nate
enjoyed himself thoroughly, watching Dale put on, model and then take off
the dresses one at a time.

    -�You know Dale, I -(TM)m going clothes shopping with you every chance
I get if I get to watch.  I think that watching you dress and undress is
more exciting that just watching you remain naked, -� said Nate.   -�Isn
-(TM)t the mind a wonderful thing?  Every time you start to take off a
dress, I find myself wondering what you will look like without it.  You
-(TM)d think that I would know by now, right? -�

   Nate was flattered that one of the dresses that she seemed to be
considering was the blue dress that he had given her.  He tried to say nice
things about each dress because he wanted the choice to be hers.  In the
end the dress that was chosen was the one that she had originally gotten
just for this Homecoming Dance.  It was a short dress, coming down to
almost mid-thigh, and it was relatively form-fitting everywhere.  It was
covered in sequins and beads making it very sparkly.  At first he was
thinking of it as silver, but Dale had been referring to the color as that
of lead, because it was a darker grey than true silver.  It only had a
strap over one shoulder which was about an inch and a half wide.  There was
a large cutout area on that back.  Because the back angled down from the
single strap, the large cutout angled down as well creating a single large
parallelogram shaped opening.

    -�OK, -� said Nate.   -�While we are at it, let -(TM)s finalize the
whole outfit.  Are those the shoes you are going to wear? -�

    -�I think so, -� said Dale.   -�I have some silver ones, but they would
be too light for this dress.  So these blacks ones seem like the best
choice. -�

    -�Ok, then the outfit is complete.  No panties, no bra.  Just the dress
and the shoes, agreed? -� said Nate.

    -�Well -- there is really no way to wear a bra with this dress.  Even a
strapless bra would show across the back.  But I was planning on wearing
panties, -� said Dale.

    -�Maybe that was what you  -~were -(TM) planning, but now we are
agreeing on just the dress and the shoes, right?  No bra, no panties, -�
said Nate.

    -�OK, but I -(TM)ll have to be very careful getting in and out of the
car. -� said Dale.

    -�Good.  While we are on the subject of clothing, I have something else
to discuss with you.  I would like to borrow your tennis shoe outfit from
you now --for you to wear during the evening, -� said Nate.

    -�During the evening of the Homecoming Dance? -� asked Dale.

    -�Yes, during the dance? -� said Nate.

    -�Nate, you aren -(TM)t going to try and blackmail me into streaking
the dance are you?  I -(TM)m so not doing that, -� said Dale.

    -�No, nothing like that.  During the dance, but not at the dance, -�
said Nate.

    -�Why during the dance?  I think you should explain to me what you have
in mind, -� said Dale.

    -�Well, I -(TM)ll tell you a little bit.  First off, no blackmail this
time.  The morning we had breakfast after your date with the flag pole you
told me -- -� Nate took a piece of paper out of his pocket and read,  -~You
don -(TM)t have to blackmail me.  I -(TM)ll get naked for you without
blackmail.  You know that.  You say where and when, and all these clothes
are off. -(TM) I liked those lines so much, that I wrote them down for
safekeeping.  So that -(TM)s the plan.  I -(TM)m going to be telling you
where and when; I -(TM)m just giving you some advance notice, -� said Nate.

    -�You haven -(TM)t told me where, -� said Dale.

    -�What I will tell you is that you -(TM)ll be naked, just not at the
dance.  For that reason, I -(TM)d like to also borrow the robe along with
the tennis shoe outfit.  We -(TM)ll use it to get you to and from the place
where you will be naked, -� said Nate.

    -�Where will I be naked? -� said Dale.

    -�That part is a surprise.  I -(TM)m not going to lie to you, but I
-(TM)m also not going to tell you.  As agreed, you can back out, but I
-(TM)d like you to trust me and try to go along with my plan.  I -(TM)ve
put a lot of planning into this, and I think we -(TM)ll both have a lot of
fun, and  -~in a flash -(TM) pun intended, you -(TM)ll be dressed and back
at the dance, -� said Nate.

    -�There isn -(TM)t a better day to do it? -� asked Dale.

    -�No, I -(TM)m afraid that the evening of the dance is best, -� said
Nate.

    -�OK, I guess I have decided that you are in charge of my nudity.  I
-(TM)ll get the shoes and the robe, -� said Dale.  She looked worried, but
she followed through and got them.   -�Are people going to see me? -� she
asked.

    -�Yes, quite a few. -�

    -�Will it be OK? -�

    -�Yes, I think so.  It will be night. -�

    -�OK -- -� after a long pause she continued with a resolved yet
frightened look,  -� -- it sounds scary, but I want you to be in charge of
my nudity.  It -(TM)s addictively terrifying to have someone else in
control of something so consequential.  So like I said, you say the word,
and all my clothes are off. -� She mumbled something that Nate didn -(TM)t
hear.

    -�What was that? -�

    -�I was just saying to myself,  -~just promise me you -(TM)ll wait for
me like Carly is waiting for Darrell, -� said Dale.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 49: Incident in the Bleachers

    -�Don -(TM)t worry about that Dale.  Society puts dirty old men in
trench coats in jail for flashing, not pretty young girls.  Men and women
alike seem to enjoy your nudity.  If we ever run into trouble, I -(TM)ll
always find a way to get you out of it by saying that I dared you or forced
you, -� said Nate.   -�And since I -(TM)m thinking about it, why don -(TM)t
you put in whatever you might need to freshen up your hair and makeup after
our quick outing during the dance, -� said Nate.  Dale grabbed a hair brush
and a few makeup items and put them in the grocery bag with the shoes and
the robe.  Nate took the bag and carried it out and put it by the front
door so that he would remember to take it with him when he left.  When he
came back to Dale -(TM)s bedroom, she had removed the dress and hung it up.
She was again wearing just the high heels.  Earlier, Nate had noticed hula
hoops in her room, but had waited until now to ask about them.   -�I -(TM)d
really love a hula hoop demonstration.  Since you have several, I -(TM)m
assuming that you know how to hula hoop. -�

    -�Sure, let -(TM)s go in the living room where there is more room, -�
said Dale, grabbing a hoop and leading the way.  When they got to the
living room, she continued,  -�You better sit down.  I don -(TM)t want you
to get excited and fall over and hit your head or something.  I -(TM)ve
hula hooped in the nude before, but never with anyone watching.  I have a
feeling that this is going to be a pretty sexy little show, but you just
watch, and let me know what you think.  When I was younger, I spent hours
and hours practicing. -� Nate had taken the seat that she had indicated. 
Just as she started, she stopped.   -�Wait, let me put on some music. 
Truth be told, for years I have dreamed of putting on a nude hula hoop
show. So if now is my chance --I might as well do it right! -� Dale took a
moment turning on the stereo and locating the track she wanted.

   As the music started, Dale spun the hoop, launching it with one hand. 
Nate could not believe his eyes.  He had expected to see the hoop traveling
in circles around her waist, and he had expected some pelvic motion to keep
the hoop moving.  He had thought it would be very sexy.  Indeed it was, but
Dale clearly had a passion for hula hooping.  He had never seen anyone so
skilled.  She could keep it spinning at any level between her knees and her
shoulders.  She would walk around --dance around actually, keeping it
going. She could turn slowly or even spin quickly all the time keeping the
hoop revolving.  She could put her arms down straight along her sides and
keep it spinning on the outside of them.  One move that he liked in
particular involved her arms down with the hoop spinning right at tit
level, crossing her nipples with every revolution.  She also kept it going
at tit height with her arms up.  Her performance was full of energy.

   The gymnastics routines in the fire lookout had been sexy, yet a slow
and graceful sexy.  This was so dynamic in comparison, a wonderful erotic
dance with an incessant rhythm.  Largely her legs stayed together, but not
always, so it wasn -(TM)t exceptionally revealing in that regard.  It was
just exciting and beautiful.  Much of the time, she twirled the hoop at hip
or belly height, leading her to keep her arms and hands up.  She had
developed various interesting things to do with her hands, such as running
her fingers through her hair, or simply holding them behind her head or
neck.  But his favorite move was when she pushed on her tits from the
sides, forcing them together, and holding them there while she continued to
gyrate.  This movement would then evolve into her gripping her tits, one in
each hand, with her elbows up and wide.  Then she would transition to a
hand bra position, aiming her nipples straight at his eyes.  She would
twirl the hoop one direction for a while, and then grab it with one hand
and set it spinning in the opposite direction.  One move that she could do,
that didn -(TM)t seem possible, involved her bending her arms tight at the
elbows and pointing them straight back.  This caused her nipples to jut
out. Somehow in the position, she was able to spin the hoop around her arms
in vertical loops keeping it always behind her.  The variety seemed
endless. Nate had seen Dale nude for hours on end, but he had never seen
her do anything quite like this, an erotic show to the steady beat of the
twirling hoop.  Yet it was hardly a porno film style sex scene, for it had
an innocent quality to it.  In many ways it was nothing more than a young
girl having fun.

   When the music stopped, Dale plopped down next to him.  Nate leaned his
head back looking up at the ceiling and said,  -�God I -(TM)m in love. 
Just when I think I -(TM)ve seen it all, you go and surprise me again.  Am
I really the only person who has ever seen you do that? -�

    -�Absolutely!  Who else could I ever show nude hula hooping to, my
parents?  I hardly think so, -� said Dale.   -�But that is enough fun for
tonight.  I think we should take a study break now.  Go and get your
Spanish and meet me in the dining room. -� Nate ran home, taking the bag
with him.  He was back within the minute.  Sometime later, while they were
studying, a car pulled into the driveway, and Dale ran off to her room. 
Before her parents opened the front door, Dale was again seated next to him
at the table, now fully clothed.  As she must have intended, her parents
had caught them studying.

   The next day was the day of the highly anticipated homecoming game. 
Having just one high school, the entire town of Prospect was full of
excited alumni who would all be rooting for the Mavericks that evening. 
The football players all wore their game jerseys during the day, and the
cheerleaders were all in uniform.  Nate had always loved the days when the
cheerleaders were in uniform.  They all had gorgeous legs that seemed to go
on forever.  Their sleeveless white and black uniforms with burgundy
details left little to the imagination.  The short skirts each had a single
large V-shaped cutout that went far up the front of the left leg.  Through
this slit, the bloomers were always visible, and any movement at all their
bloomers came into view in other areas as well.

   For Nate, having the Cheerleaders in uniform had much more meaning now
that one of them was his girlfriend!  When he spoke to her at lunch, he
told her how much trouble he had had concentrating in Spanish with her legs
in view in the row next to him.  Dale laughed,  -�Nate you crack me up. 
This uniform seems like a nun -(TM)s habit compared to what I usually have
on around you. -�

    -�It -(TM)s hard to explain.  It just looks so hot on you, -� said
Nate.

   Dale just shook her head smiling.   -�Men! -� she said.

   That afternoon, a block of time had been carved out of the school day
for a pep rally in the Gym.  The football players in their white and black
jerseys sat in one section of the bleachers, and the marching band and the
drill team all performed.  There were speeches, and the cheerleaders
connected the various parts up into a continuous show, Jodie presiding. 
Toward the end, the band played the fight song, everyone was on their feel
clapping in time to the music, and all the cheerleaders were each cheering
to a section and doing various stunts.  Nate had been following Dale
continuously during the entire rally.  As he watched her now, she made eye
contact with him.  He saw her lift her leg up into the scorpion position,
all the while maintaining direct eye contact with him.  From there, she
pressed her leg up higher still, straightening it, toe pointed, into the
position she had told him was called the needle.  She held the position
maintaining eye contact with him, smiling the cutest smile.  He had never
forgotten how she had told him at their first campfire that she would do a
needle just for him at the first pep rally.  He recalled her saying
something like,  -� --there will be hundreds of people around us, but for a
brief moment it will be just you and me.  It will be our special moment.  I
-(TM)ll be thinking about how I was showing you my pussy, and you -(TM)ll
be remembering looking at it. -� Facing him like this, he couldn -(TM)t see
her bloomers, but as he watched, she broke her gaze with him and started a
slow 360 degree turn, somehow pivoting on her one foot.  It was an amazing
display of balance and flexibility.

   As her bloomers started to come into view, her heard Felipe standing
next to him say quietly under this breath,  -�Oh my God, would you look at
Dale.  I can -(TM)t believe you have a date with that piece of ass. -�

   Nate leaned over toward him and said,  -�I can -(TM)t either.  I still
have to pinch myself to make sure I -(TM)m not dreaming.  You too are doing
quite well in the date department my friend.  Carly has an amazing ass on
her! -�

   Just then from behind them, they both heard,  -�My God, you guys are
both a bunch of pathetic assholes. -� They turned and saw Jason right
behind them in the bleachers.   -�Neither one of you is getting near any
pussy, -� he continued,  -�Dale will be a grandmother before she loses her
virginity, and Darrell -(TM)s holding the only entrance permit to Carly
-(TM)s pussy.  No way are you getting between her thighs! -� Jason seemed
quite animated and was talking loudly.

   Trying to diffuse the situation, Nate said,  -�It doesn -(TM)t really
matter, there is so much more to both ladies than just pussy. -�

   For some reason Nate -(TM)s comment only served to make Jason madder. 
He repeated,  -�Pathetic asshole, -� and gave Nate a shove.  It all might
have amounted to nothing, except that they were standing in the bleachers.
Nate -(TM)s feet were locked in and he went over backwards.  Dale had been
watching the commotion, and she saw Nate fall.  He was in the middle of the
football team, so he didn -(TM)t fall far, but a domino effect occurred
involving about 25 players.

   Coach Neal had seen everything, and as the assembly was breaking up, he
asked both Nate and Jason to follow him to his office where he tried to get
to the bottom of what had happened.  When he grilled Nate, all he would say
was that everyone was pumped up about the game, and he had tripped.  When
Coach Neal told him that he had seen Jason push him, Nate said that he had
been talking to Jason when he had tripped, and what might have looked like
a push, was really just Jason trying to catch him and keep him from
falling. Somehow they got out of Coach Neal -(TM)s office with both of them
sticking to that alternate  -~truth -(TM).  As they walked away, Nate heard
Jason say,  -�Thanks man.  I owe you one. -�

   As it was game day, there was no football practice and no cheerleader
practice.  Dale was waiting by his motorcycle for a ride home.  Nate had a
few hours before he had to be back to suit up.  As he walked up, Dale said,
 -�My spies told me what happened.  This time I made sure I got the full
story, word for word. -�

    -�So am I in trouble again? -� asked Nate.

    -�Of course not!  I -(TM)m pleased to know that you think that there is
more to Carly and I than just our pussies.  Girls are silly.  We want guys
to be interested in the whole , with a  -~w -(TM), not just the hole, no 
-~w -(TM).  I -(TM)ve also been hearing that Jason is telling people that
you lied to keep him out of trouble.  So I guess you come out smelling
pretty clean.  Not bad considering you and Felipe were supposedly talking
about how nice your dates -(TM) asses are. -�

    -�Last time you said I didn -(TM)t stick up for you.  This time, when
Jason said something derogatory about you, I did.  That ought to be worth
something, -� said Nate.

    -�I agree.  Your  -~whole -(TM) with a  -~w -(TM) girlfriend wants to
buy you a treat.  Let -(TM)s stop for ice cream on the way home! -� said
Dale.

   The homecoming game turned out to be the Mavericks third win out of
three.  Dale and Nate discussed going out to pizza again, but decided not
to as their big date was the very next evening.  Dale told Nate that Carly
-(TM)s dad, a wealthy owner of parking lots all over the state, had decided
to hire a limo for the four of them.  It was her opinion that he was hoping
Carly would find someone else to be interested in while Darrell was in
jail. It didn -(TM)t even matter who Felipe was; he wasn -(TM)t Darrell, so
he had Carly -(TM)s dad rooting for him.  They both thought that was pretty
funny, because Carly and Felipe were hardly destined to be anything more
than friends.  The limo sounded fun, but it complicated Nate -(TM)s plans.
He would need his car during the dance, so he would have to park it behind
the school earlier in the day.



   The Exhibitionist Next Door - 50: Homecoming Dance

   The limo had already picked up Carly and Felipe when it arrived to pick
up Dale and Nate.  Both Dale and Nate -(TM)s parents came out and took
photos of both couples.  They had been neighbors for a long time, and had
always gotten along well, but this was really the first time they had had
much to talk about.  Nate and Dale thought that both sets of parents seemed
to quite enjoy the idea that their kids were going out on a date.  Dale
-(TM)s mom was extremely excited because she thought that Dale was likely
to be chosen Homecoming Queen.  She wanted to go to the dance to watch, and
she was embarrassing Dale by even mentioning the possibility that she might
be Homecoming Queen.  Nate had decided that Dale was probably sure to win.
Based on comments that he had been hearing in the halls, he could tell that
breaking up with Jason and going to the dance with a relative nobody had
only increased her popularity with the masses.  Dance royalty was a
popularity contest, pure and simple.

   Dale and Nate climbed into the limo first and it looked like they would
have a quick moment of privacy before Carly and Felipe joined them.  Taking
advantage of the moment, Dale grabbed Nate -(TM)s hand saying,  -�I thought
that you might like to verify the correctness of my outfit. -� She then
took his hand and slid it up one thigh under her dress, across her mound
and then back down the other thigh.  She then whispered in his ear,  -�I
know Jason told you that you weren -(TM)t getting near any pussy on your
date.  I guess HE has just been proven wrong! -� Nate was caught off guard
and didn -(TM)t know what to say.  Dale had told him that he wasn -(TM)t
getting to second base on a first date, and here he had just had his first
glimpse of third base.

   Finally Nate regained his composure enough to speak, saying,  -�Well, I
guess what Jason doesn -(TM)t know won -(TM)t hurt him.  I think we should
stick with the old, Jason never finds out rule. -� Dale nodded.  Nate
continued,  -�It does seem as if you did follow instructions as regards the
outfit.  It would also seem that you shaved for the evening as did I. -� He
took her hand and held it to his face.  At that point Carly and Felipe were
climbing in and their moment of privacy had come to an end.

   Nate and Felipe had picked the nicest Steak house in town, and they were
glad that the girls seemed excited to have dinner there.  After they had
been seated, Carly said to Nate,  -�Dale tells me that you were telling the
football team that you think there is more to the two of us than just
pussy. Why might you guys have been talking about our pussies Nate?   -�

   Nate did not want to have this conversation again.  He had been hoping
to have a nice dinner without arguing with Carly, but he decided that she
wasn -(TM)t going to let it lie.  His best course of action was probably to
just face it head on.  He said,  -�Well Carly, this is not what I had hoped
to talk about here at dinner, and I expect you already got the whole story
from Dale.  Let -(TM)s talk about something else. -�

    -�Not until I hear your side of this most interesting story Nate. 
Enlighten me! -� said Carly.

    -�Alright Carly, -� said Nate realizing that the topic was not going to
just go away.   -�Unfortunately Jason overheard us talking about how
excited we were about our dates, so he decided to rain on our parades by
informing us that neither of us was getting close to any pussy.  He told me
that Dale would be a grandmother before she lost her virginity.  There
-(TM)s probably a logical fallacy in there somewhere. -�

    -�You think? -� interjected Felipe.

   Nate continued,  -�And he informed Felipe that he wouldn -(TM)t have any
luck getting between your thighs. -� Turning to Felipe he asked,  -�Did I
get that about right? -� Felipe nodded.   -�So I simply said that it didn
-(TM)t matter because there was much more to you both than just pussy. 
Believe it or not, neither Felipe nor I are here tonight in hopes of
getting laid.  We just want to have a fun time at the dance with some
pretty girls. -�

    -�That sounds so nice Nate.  So Felipe didn -(TM)t say anything about
my pussy, -� said Carly.

    -�Hell no Carlos!  I was thinking, if the bottom end is as nasty as the
top end, I didn -(TM)t want to have anything to do with it, -� said Felipe.
Nate almost spit out the water he was drinking upon hearing that.  Felipe
continued,  -�But I -(TM)m an open minded guy, and I know where a limo is
if you -(TM)re feeling like proving Jason wrong. -� Carly seemed to have
dropped the Michelin Man nickname, but Felipe seemed to be sticking with 
-~Carlos -(TM) and surprisingly getting away with it.

   Softening up her tone, Carly said,  -�Oh Felipe, I can tell that your
favorite parts of me are the nasty parts. -�

    -�So far I don -(TM)t know about any parts of you that aren -(TM)t
nasty, -� said Felipe.

   Dale decided to step in,  -�OK, OK.  I agree with Nate.  Can we change
the subject.  I -(TM)m sure that in some circles pussies make for very
wonderful conversation, but I -(TM)d like to propose a ban on any further
pussy talk during dinner.  What do you gentlemen think of Carly -(TM)s
dress. -�

    -�It looks great on her.  Purple is a great color on you, Carly, -�
said Nate, trying to follow Dale -(TM)s lead.

    -�It -(TM)s not purple, -� said Carly,  -�It -(TM)s acai!  The label
said  -~deep acai. -(TM) -� For a time they did manage a somewhat pleasant
conversation, but then it came up how pretty and feminine Carly -(TM)s hair
looked.  Carly then asked if she didn -(TM)t look feminine all the time,
and then she and Felipe had to argue about how he didn -(TM)t think that
looking feminine was among her goals, since she generally dressed like a
guy.  Nate and Dale finally gave up, realizing that Carly and Felipe were
having fun even though all they seemed to do was insult each other.

   Nate was glad to get to the dance so that he and Dale could have a break
from Carly and Felipe.  They were among the first there.  Nate had planned
it that way in order to offset somewhat the time they would be absent
later. They decided to have their pictures taken first because the line was
short.  As they stood in line, Dale took Nate -(TM)s hand.  It was a small
gesture, but nevertheless a first.  It was the first time she had allowed
high school friends to see them holding hands.

   The dance progressed somewhat awkwardly for Nate.  He felt like an
imposter when he and Dale were with some of the popular crowd, but he tried
his best to not embarrass himself.  Dale was more than happy to mingle with
his friends, but most of them seemed too tongue-tied around Dale.  He liked
it most when they were dancing, even though he felt that his inexperience
on the dance floor was painfully obvious next to Dale.  As they would
dance, other girls would come over and dance next to Dale, and the two of
them would generally start doing some dance steps that they both knew,
almost as if it had all been planned and choreographed.

   Once it seemed as if most people had arrived, the microphone was handed
to the Student Body President, and the royalty announcements began.  The
Homecoming Queen was the last to be announced.  While they watched, Dale
stood quietly at his side holding his hand.  He could tell that she was
trying to relax.  When Jason was announced Homecoming King, she covered her
mouth with her free hand and he heard her inhale sharply.  As he had
expected, Dale was the new Homecoming Queen.  A giant cheer filled the
hall, much louder than all the prior cheers.  Dale looked into his eyes,
gave his hand a light squeeze and then headed forward to the stage.  Once
there she was presented with a sash, a crown and a bouquet of red roses. 
Everyone was taking photos.  Nate noticed that Dale was doing her best to
stay back from the front of the stage.  At first he didn -(TM)t know why,
but then he realized that she was doing her best to keep from flashing the
audience.  Nate noticed how low some of the camera phones were being held
by those standing against the front of the stage.  He was hoping that no
one got a Homecoming Queen pussy shot, but there was nothing he could do
about it.  From where he stood, it looked as if Dale had the situation
under control.  He chuckled to himself wondering just how many people would
be taking pictures of the Homecoming Queen -(TM)s pussy later that evening.

   Next came the obligatory dance.  He saw Dale and Jason talking while
dancing together, and he wondered what they were saying.  Next the royalty
court adjourned to have photos taken.  It would be more than fifteen
minutes before Dale rejoined him.  During this time, he had everyone
congratulating him, especially his friends.  They were now much more
comfortable talking to him since Dale was not present.  Nate took a moment
and stepped outside to call Dale -(TM)s mom and tell her the news.  He knew
she would be excited and that Dale was too busy to call.  The Jordan -(TM)s
home number had been in his phone since Dale had used it to call her mother
the morning of the rescue, but this was the first time he himself had
called it.  After Dale was back at his side, everyone seemed to want to
congratulate her directly.  It seemed as if everyone at the dance was going
to give her a hug.  Some of the encounters were quite brief, but others
dragged on.  Nate hadn -(TM)t planned on this.  Not only was it time that
they be leaving, but he was getting worried that her absence was going to
be a lot more noticeable than he had anticipated.

   He finally excused himself and went looking for Carly.  When he found
her, he told her that Dale needed a break, and that he was going to take
her away for a short amount of time.  He asked her to cover for them, as
best she could.  Carly wanted to come with them, but he talked her out of
that.  With Carly -(TM)s and Felipe -(TM)s help, he was finally able to get
Dale out the front door.  Carly didn -(TM)t seem suspicious, but he wasn
-(TM)t too sure.  Dale held his hand tightly as they exited, and then asked
quietly,  -�Is it time? -� Her expression was one of concern mixed with
anticipation.

   Nate said,  -�Yes, -� as he pulled her around the building, heading for
a dark section of the school -(TM)s campus.  Nate kept an eye out making
sure that they weren -(TM)t being followed.  When he was positive, he went
to one of the back buildings, opening the door with a key from his pocket.

    -�Nate, where did you get a school key? -� asked Dale.

    -�I -(TM)ve been lifting weights each morning.  Coach finally gave me a
key because he was tired of having to be there on time every morning. -�

    -�I suppose it is almost time for me to be naked, -� said Dale.

    -�Yep, that is the plan.  I put our stuff in this bathroom earlier in
the day, -� said Nate, opening one of the womens bathroom doors.   -�OK,
here is a hanger for your dress, so take it and your high heels off and
then come over here to the sink, -� continued Nate.

   Dale followed instructions, as she watched Nate take something out of
his bag asking,  -�Nate, what is that? -�

    -�It -(TM)s a temporary tattoo.  Turn around. -� She did and Nate
started applying the large ornate tattoo to her lower back.

    -�Nate, why do I need tramp stamp? -� asked Dale.

    -�It -(TM)s your disguise, -� said Nate.