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 ï>¿The Naked Girl by Bridget

   Part 1 - My Naked Weekend

   It was the worst spring storm in over one hundred years according to the
news accounts.  It was the first weekend in May and while still chilly in
southwestern Michigan, the promise of spring was on everyone -(TM)s mind.
It was also prom weekend but that was only the second factor that turned my
world upside down.  Finally, there was the fact that Brian -(TM)s father
and mother had spent the last week in San Francisco on a business and
holiday trip.  Brian got the call about eleven o -(TM)clock on Saturday
morning that his parents flight was going to be delayed because of a
mechanical problem.  They were supposed to be back in time for the party
after the prom to provide adult supervision so Brian had asked about ten
couples over for the party to be held in his basement.  We briefly
considered calling it off but we thought that they would be back before it
was over. Brian and I were the same age and had been dating from the
beginning of this school year but in the fall he was going to U of M while
I still had another year of high school.  The summer after my sophomore
year, I fell off a ladder and hurt my back.  I spent a week in a drug
induced coma, had surgery on my back, two months in traction before a
second surgery, another month in traction, and then five more months doing
physical therapy.  As a result, I missed an entire school year.  We talked
about what next year would be like and thought that we could work things
out until I got to Ann Arbor the following year.  This party was probably
going to be the last time we would spend time with our friends from school
as a group and we really wanted to make sure we had this last chance to get
together. It bothered me a little that I was a month older than him (I had
turned eighteen in March and his birthday was a week ago) and he was going
to college while I still had one more year of high school to get through.
But I never let my injury become an excuse for anything and I figured once
I was in college I could take extra courses and graduate in three years
instead of four.  That -(TM)s not to say that I didn -(TM)t have some
adjustment problems, however.  All my friends were seniors and I was taking
classes with people I barely knew.  For example, every year there was a
sports competition between juniors and seniors and it was a big deal in
town with almost everyone showing up for it.  But I had to sit on the
juniors -(TM) side of the gym because that was my class now, even though I
was rooting for Brian and our friends.  Another thing that bothered me was
that the medical expenses from my injury nearly bankrupted my family.  So
when I was healthy again, I gave up extracurricular activities and got a
job to save money for college.  I could probably think of about ten other
things that the accident influenced in a negative way and all of the
conflict and confusion I felt about it, while not tearing me apart, was
certainly hindering me in ways I could just barely perceive.  I was
confused or conflicted about a lot of things in my life at that point and
the upcoming graduation of my friends had brought all of it to the surface.
The snow started falling just as we got to the prom and that is when Brian
got the second call that said his parents were stuck in San Francisco
because the airports in the Midwest were expected to close while the plane
was in the air due the incoming storm.  We considered calling it off again
but we decided to go ahead and have the party.  Brian had extracted a
promise from everyone about not bringing booze and as far as they knew, his
parents were going to be home.  So we were pretty confident that we could
go forward with our plans without a problem. We had a great time at the
prom and left about ten thirty so we could get to his house, which was out
in the country about fifteen miles, and change our clothes.  The dance was
going to be over at eleven so we figured that gave us a half hour to an
hour to get ready before everyone else arrived.  There was some build up of
snow on the roads when we left but it wasn -(TM)t anything that we were not
used to in Michigan.  I also noticed as we left that the temperature had
dropped by about twenty-five degrees in just three hours and was now below
freezing.  The snowfall was heavier when we got to his house but the only
thing unusual about it was this was May, not January. The first thing we
did when we got to Brian -(TM)s was change our clothes.  I changed in the
guest room and put on jeans and a sweater.  I hung up my dress in the
closet and put everything else in my bag before going back down to the
basement.  I carried the snacks we had made earlier and set them out on the
table while Brian filled the coolers with sodas and ice.  When everything
was ready, Brian went upstairs to check on the weather and to greet people
as they arrived.  I put on some music and waited downstairs for the other
kids.  It was eleven thirty and we expected the first group to arrive
shortly. Because of the weather, people didn -(TM)t start arriving until
after midnight and when they did, all they could talk about was how heavy
the snowfall was.  Brian came down after everyone had finally made it and I
danced with him for awhile before he was challenged to a pool game.  While
he played, I circulated saying hello to everyone and talking for a few
minutes before moving on to the next group.  And then I went over to a
group of girls that included Sally Brownell.  Sally and I were oil and
water; we were always on opposite sides regardless of the issue and she was
one of the biggest reasons I hated being in the junior class.  The only
reason she was there is that she had been dating Tom, one of Brian -(TM)s
best friends, for a couple of months.  Our most recent confrontation had
been in health class earlier that week.  Mrs.  Williamson was trying to
equate nudity with sex.  Her argument was that when one person was naked it
inevitably led to sex so things like sending naked pictures of ourselves on
our phones or otherwise displaying our bodies in provocative ways would so
stimulate both partners that intercourse was unavoidable.  I didn -(TM)t
buy it for a minute but Sally with her activist Christian and young
Republican bent fully supported Mrs.  Williamson.  The debate was lively
and Sally was proudly proclaiming victory to her group of friends when I
walked up.  She was really getting under my skin because of her superior,
know it all attitude and I could feel the anger building as I listened to
her.  -œShow me one piece of research that makes that connection, - I said
with my voice rising.  She quoted some study by an American family values
group so I asked her to come with me to the computer and show it to me.  We
went upstairs to the office with Sally -(TM)s three friends in tow and
looked it up on the internet.  Sure enough, there it was but I suspected
their research was slanted by their frame of reference.  Once I had read
it, Sally challenged me to show some study that contradicted it or concede
the point.  I ran a quick search and nothing was there that supported my
point of view.  -œReady to concede? - she asked. I don -(TM)t know what
happened to me, I just snapped inside or something, but the idea that she
would claim victory over me was abhorrent to me.  I had to do something and
I was desperate.  -œNo, I -(TM)m not ready to concede.  I propose an
experiment. -  -œWhat do you propose? - Now I was really backed into a
corner.  What kind of experiment could we perform that would prove my
point?  -œI propose to go naked the rest of the party.  If I don -(TM)t
have sex with anyone, I will have proved my point that nudity and sex are
not necessarily connected. - Sally got this gleam in her eye.   -œOkay. 
Define  -~rest of the party. -(TM) -  -œUntil the last guests leave. - 
-œNo, make it until everyone but Tom and I leave.  Then we -(TM)ll take you
home so you don -(TM)t have sex after we -(TM)ve gone.  Also, we lock up
your clothes in the trunk of our car. -  -œAgreed, except we use Brian
-(TM)s car.  I don -(TM)t know if I trust you to give them back.  Also,
everyone -(TM)s cell phone gets locked up in the trunk.  I don -(TM)t want
pictures of myself floating around on the internet.  And if I win, you
apologize in health class and admit you were wrong. -  -œOkay, but if I
win, you apologize in health class and tell everyone you are a slut.  One
more thing.  No hiding out.  Whatever the rest of us do, you do.  Oh, and
define sex. -  -œSex is intercourse only.  That was the premise of the
argument.  Anything else is just fooling around.  When do we start? -  -œI
think we should go tell everyone first.  Then you strip. -  -œFine.  Let
-(TM)s go. - We went back downstairs and Sally turned off the music to get
everyone -(TM)s attention.   -œMost of you know about the argument Leah and
I had in health class.  Well, we continued it here and decided that we were
going to prove it one way or another.  So here is the deal.  Leah is going
to strip and go naked for the rest of the party.  If she doesn -(TM)t have
sex with anyone, she wins.  If she does, I win.  She has to remain naked
until everyone but Tom and I have left and do everything the rest of us are
doing.  Okay, Leah, time to show us your stuff, what little of it there is,
I might add.  Brian, do you have a bag we can put her clothes in? - The
last was a reference to my B cup breasts.  But I -(TM)m small, only 5
-(TM)4 - and 102 pounds.  Would I have like to be bigger?  Maybe, but a B
cup on someone as small as I was didn -(TM)t look bad and they certainly
didn -(TM)t droop.  I swallowed hard and started to pull my sweater off,
but Brian stopped me.  -œLeah, can I talk with you a moment? - We went
over to one of the corners where we could speak without being overheard.  
-œAre you crazy? - he asked.   -œWhat in the hell do you think you -(TM)re
doing? -  -œBrian, honey, I was backed into a corner.  You know how much I
hate that holier-than-thou bitch.  This was the only way to shove her know
it all attitude so far up her ass that it sticks out of her ears. -  -œI
know how you feel, and I happen to agree with you about her, but is this
really necessary?  Isn -(TM)t there some other way? -  -œIf there was, don
-(TM)t you think I would have done it?  I just didn -(TM)t have a choice.
Well, I did, but I would have had to admit she was right and I was wrong
and that really wasn -(TM)t an option for me.  Look, we -(TM)ve talked
about having sex and agreed to wait until we -(TM)re at college together.
The only reason I can do this is that I trust you to stop before things get
out of hand.  Because if I am stark naked around you, I don -(TM)t know
that I can trust myself.  Please get my bag from the guest room.  I can put
my clothes in that.  We -(TM)re also going to collect everyone -(TM)s cell
phones so there won -(TM)t be any pictures.  Get them first, before I take
my clothes off.  Okay? -  -œYou are halfway to psycho, but if you are sure
this is what you want, I -(TM)ll do what I can to help. - We rejoined the
group and Brain went upstairs for my bag.  Sally told me to strip but I
reminded her about the cell phones.  Brian was going to collect them in the
bag.  Just as he started, one went off, then another and another.  Three
kids reached for their pockets to answer them and I heard one of them say
that everything was okay.  Jack, the first to answer his phone, turned it
off and put it back in his pocket.  -œI think we need to take a look
outside before we do anything else, - he suggested. We all went upstairs
to the living room and crowded around the large picture window in the
living room.  No one could really see anything until Brian turned on the
outside lights and turned off the ones inside.  We all gasped at what we
saw through the window.  There was about two feet of snow on the ground and
the cars in the driveway were buried in it.  And it was still falling, big,
wet, white flakes of it were pouring out of the night sky.  -œHere -(TM)s
the deal, - said Jack.   -œWe -(TM)re snowed in here now and they expect
another three or four feet to fall throughout the night.  It may take a few
days for the snowplows to get out here and clear the roads.  Nobody is
going anywhere until Monday or Tuesday at the earliest.  My parents are
going to start calling everyone -(TM)s parents to let them know we are okay
because I gave them a list of everyone who would be here and they think it
will go over better if the news comes from them instead of us.  We -(TM)re
to give them an hour, and then we can call home and let our folks know we
-(TM)re okay.  Any questions? - Sally looked absolutely gleeful.   -œUnder
the terms of the bet, Leah, you were to remain naked until everyone but Tom
and I leave.  Would you like to concede now? - I -(TM)m sure my face was
ashen.  I had expected this to go on for four or five hours, until the
morning.  Now I was going to have to remain naked for several days.  I didn
-(TM)t try to argue with her because she was right; those were the terms of
the bet.  -œBut I don -(TM)t strip until the cell phones are collected. 
That will be at least another hour.  Right? -  -œYes, but how about this.
We leave the cell phones up here and you stay in the basement.  After
everyone has called home, we lock them up in the car with your clothes. 
That should protect what little modesty you may still have. - I nodded to
her.  After all, one hour wouldn -(TM)t make that much difference over a
couple of day -(TM)s time.  I asked Brian to collect the phones and he laid
them out on the dining room table.  Then we all went back downstairs. 
-œOkay, slut, - Sally whispered to me.   -œI -(TM)m really going to enjoy
this. - Just about then, I was thinking that I was the stupidest person
who had ever been born.  Nothing really had sunk in until that moment.  I
was going to be naked in front of twenty other kids and Brian for the next
couple of days.  I started blushing and wondered how I would react to the
humiliation I was about to inflict on myself.  I had no one to blame for
this; I couldn -(TM)t even say that it was Sally -(TM)s fault.  I suggested
it and I agreed to it.  No one had been holding a gun to my head.  I kicked
off my sneakers and bent over to pull off my socks.  So far, so good I
thought as I stood up again, but I knew it was about to get a lot worse
very quickly.  I picked up my shoes and socks and handed them to Brian who
put them in the bag.  I crossed my arms in front of me and grabbed the
bottom of my sweater.  I hesitated for just a moment before pulling it up
and over my head.  Brain took it from me and folded it before putting it in
the bag with my shoes and socks. Standing before them all in my jeans and
bra, I really noticed them for the first time.  Some of the girls were
quietly giggling but most of the guys were either smiling from ear to ear
or had a very serious expression on their faces.  I looked down to unbutton
my jeans and as I pulled the zipper down, I thought that it was as loud as
a jet airplane flying overhead because the room was so quiet.  I pushed the
jeans over my hips and down my thighs until they fell down to my ankles on
their own and then stepped out of them.  I quickly bent over to pick them
up and slowly stood up.  After they were in the bag, I took another look
around at the people looking at me standing before them in my pink bra and
panties while I told myself that this was just like wearing a bikini to the
beach.  -~Oh, God, -(TM) I thought,  -~can I really go through with this?
Can I really strip myself naked and put myself on display? -(TM) Then I saw
Sally smirking off to the side so I gave everyone a moment to look before I
reached behind my back and undid the clasp on my bra.  I let the straps
slide down my arms, keeping the cups in place as long as I could before the
bra went into the bag too.   -~Okay, time to get this over with, -(TM) I
told myself.  I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my panties and
pushed them down to my ankles and stepped out of them.  Still holding them
with one hand I stood up, handed them to Brian, and stood naked in front of
my friends.  I didn -(TM)t try to cover myself because I knew it wouldn
-(TM)t do any good in the long run and I tried to see my self as they were
seeing me.  My nipples were small and light pink, not brown.  My blond
pubic hair was thin and wispy and did not cover my slit.  Then Sally -(TM)s
voice broke the silence in the room.  -œWell, I -(TM)ll be.  She -(TM)s a
natural blonde.  I would have bet it came from a bottle. - I just stood
there frozen in place as everyone looked at my body.  I knew I was blushing
but there was something else going on in my head beside embarrassment.  All
of a sudden I felt like I didn -(TM)t belong anymore.  I wasn -(TM)t a part
of the group anymore because I was somehow beneath them.  I had an
overwhelming feeling of inferiority strike me because my mind was telling
me that they were better than me because they were clothed and I was not.
Brian started to take my bag upstairs but I must have given him a look that
said please don -(TM)t leave me alone.  He took his keys from his pocket
and gave them and the bag to Tom, Sally -(TM)s date, and asked him to put
it in his car trunk.  Tom nodded and took the bag upstairs and I watched
wistfully as my clothes were taken away. Brian turned the music back on, a
slow song, and came over to me and took my hand.  The he pulled me to the
center of the room and we danced.  Everyone watched us for a minute or so
then broke up into groups, some dancing, some playing pool, and some just
sitting around talking but whatever anyone else was doing, they would turn
to stare at me and then look away when I noticed them staring.  I was
pressed up against him and as my nipples rubbed against his sweater, I felt
them growing hard.   -œYou have to understand, this is a dream come true
for me, dancing with you like this, - he whispered in my ear.  -œMe, too,
- I whispered back and held him tighter,  -œexcept for the twenty other
people looking at me. - At least with my body held tight against his, I
wasn -(TM)t on display so much.  Brian was 6 -(TM)2 - and my head just
reached the top of his shoulder so I put my cheek against his chest as we
danced.  The music stopped and another song, faster paced and more
energetic, started.  Brian pulled back and looked at me as if to ask 
-~another one? -(TM) and I nodded.  But now we were separated and I was
completely exposed to everyone.  Not only was I exposed, but I was very
aware of how my breasts shook and wobbled, how my bottom jiggled, and more
humiliating than that, how everyone saw me.  I closed my eyes and actually
had an out of body experience, seeing myself as the others did.  I opened
my eyes to look at Brian so I could focus on him and get rid of the image
of me dancing naked and that restored some small sense of normality for a
moment before I realized that there was nothing normal about all of those
people watching me move around in the nude. I think the worst part of all
of it was that I could feel my body becoming aroused and if I felt it I was
sure that other people would see it also.  That just confused me even more
because I did not feel sexy at all; I felt like I was not quite a person.
Being sexy was the furthest thing from my mind right then.  I thought about
my dress still hanging in the guest room closet and considered making a run
for it and calling the whole thing off.  I was so close to doing it and the
only thing that held me back was that I couldn -(TM)t let Sally beat me.  
-~Are you crazy? -(TM) I asked myself.   -~Is winning a bet with Sally
worth this humiliation?  You -(TM)re naked for God -(TM)s sake; go put some
clothes on. -(TM) I was going nuts as my mind kept flipping back and forth
telling to get dressed and remain naked. After a couple of more dances,
Brian got us some soda and pretzels.  We sat together on the floor; my
knees pulled up to my chest and pressed tightly together and my feet,
hopefully, covering my pussy.  -œI don -(TM)t know how I am going to be
able to keep my hands off of you like this, - Brian told me.  -œYou don
-(TM)t have to, not all the time, - I answered.   -œThe only way I lose is
if we have intercourse.  Anything else is okay and I have to tell you, at
some point I am going to want you to get me off.  Either that or I will
have to do it myself.  I never imagined being naked like this in front of
so many people could so arousing. -  -œYou -(TM)re not embarrassed by it?
-  -œOf course I am, but my body is reacting to it in a way I never
expected.  I -(TM)m getting aroused and I don -(TM)t understand it because
I don -(TM)t think of this as being sexy.  This is having a lot stronger
effect on me than I imaged it would.  I feel like some kind of animal, not
a person, like this.  I feel inferior to all of you and there is nothing
sexy about feeling that way, let me tell you. -  -œWhat can I do? - 
-œJust tell me it -(TM)s okay, that you love me, and that I -(TM)m still a
human being. - Brian put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me to him.
-œI can do better than that, - he said.   -œYou -(TM)re the one I love, no
matter what. - Then he leaned over and kissed my cheek.   -œBut if you
change your mind and decide that you are sexy, I would be happy to find
more opportunities for you to be naked with me.  I think I can work
something out. - We both laughed; me so hard I had to lie down on my side.
When I sat up again, I put my hand to his cheek and turned his face toward
me.   -œI like being naked for you, - I told him.   -œNot for everyone
else, - I added as I waved my hand toward the room,  -œbut for you.  All
you have to do is ask and I just wanted you to know that. - He smiled at
me then leaned in and kissed me again.  I wanted to take his hand and put
it on my breast, but I held back and just enjoyed the kiss.  Just as we
broke off the kiss, Billy came over and asked if we wanted to play pool. 
Brian acknowledged him with a rude comment about ruining the moment, but
stood up and helped me to my feet.  Hand in hand we walked over to the pool
table. Jane and Billy had won the last game so we faced them at eight ball.
House rules said that the previous winner got the break so Brian racked the
balls for him and we stood to the side to watch his shot.  Brian had been
showing me how to play a little but I knew that I wasn -(TM)t going to
contribute a lot to our team.  I hoped Jane was at the same level I was to
keep things even.  Billy got a stripe to go in and then one more on his
next shot before he missed.  Brian sank three solids but left himself out
of position and had to play a safety.  Jane missed her shot and I was up.
The only shot I had forced me to lean over the table and extend a leg back
to keep my balance.  I tried not to think about how exposed I was as I
lined up the shot.  Surprisingly it went in and I jumped up in surprise. 
My next shot missed however but at least my stance was more modest. Billy
sank two more before missing then Brian ran all of the solids aided by the
fact that there were fewer balls on the table to complicate his shot.  He
called the eight ball in the side pocket but he was going to have to bank
it to make it.  The ball caught the corner of the pocket and bounced
between the two sides before hanging up on the edge.  Jane made an easy
shot then but missed, and all I had to do was tap the eight to let it fall
in the side pocket for the win.  I made the shot and Brian gave me a hug,
lifting me off my feet. We won two more games before I cost us the table by
sinking the eight ball out of sequence.  I -(TM)m sure I put on a good show
for people as I took my shots, often having to open my legs and lean over
the table.  I was also very aroused again and my pussy was leaking with
fluid running down the inside of my thigh before drying.  This time I
decided not to fight it.  I was naked and I was sexually aroused and no
matter what I told myself, neither of those situations was going to change
soon.  Sally had to come over and point it out to everyone, of course.  
-œIf you wanted to play with yourself to entertain us, I -(TM)m sure nobody
would mind. - She added.  -œNeed someone to show you how to get off? - I
asked her sweetly.   -œIt -(TM)s easy.  Just put your fingers in here and
rub, - I told her as I leaned over and put one finger inside my vagina. 
But I didn -(TM)t realize how tightly I was wound up and when my finger
went in, I really wanted to finger fuck myself and have an orgasm, oh God,
how I wanted it.  And I didn -(TM)t care who was watching, but instead I
quickly pulled it out and held my finger out to her.   -œWant a taste? - I
asked.  She stomped off but I knew she was going to make me pay for winning
that exchange. People had been using their cell phones to call parents and
going up and down the stairs.  I -(TM)m sure some of the couples had been
making out up there as well but that was their business, not mine.  But now
it looked like everyone was downstairs again.  It was about three thirty in
the morning and people were getting tired.  I asked Brian what he wanted to
do about sleeping arrangements.  -œWell, we have enough beds for eight
girls if they double up.  Why don -(TM)t we let the boys sleep down here
and the girls can have the four bedrooms but two of you are going to have
to sleep on the floor.  Also, people are going to have to share
toothbrushes and the hot water will run out pretty fast if everyone wants a
shower.  Sometime tomorrow, I mean today, I will take a couple of the guys
and we will hike up the road to the convenience store for food for
everyone. There is no way we can make it to the grocery store as long as we
are snowed in. - Brian turned off the music and got everyone -(TM)s
attention.  Then he explained the plan for sleeping arrangements and what
we would do tomorrow for food.  There was some grumbling from some of the
couples who thought they could spend the night together but everyone
eventually agreed when they realized that we didn -(TM)t have the luxury of
privacy with this many people sharing the house.  The girls started heading
upstairs while the guys started stretching out on the floor.  Brian and I
began cleaning up what was left of the food and getting the trash picked
up. We were alone in the kitchen doing the dishes when he asked me how I
was holding up.  -œI -(TM)m doing okay, - I answered,  -œbut honest to
God, I almost masturbated when Sally started taunting me about being wet. I
-(TM)m surprised I didn -(TM)t leave a trail of drops on the floor wherever
I walked. -  -œDid you notice how pissed off she was when she walked away?
You need to be careful with her. -  -œYeah, I noticed and thought the same
thing.  But it felt really good sticking it to her like that.  And I think
the people who saw it enjoyed seeing her get one-upped.  Jesus, Brian, you
don -(TM)t know what this feels like.  On the one hand, it is humiliating,
but there is something else about it too.  It -(TM)s like all of a sudden,
I -(TM)m not a teenage girl anymore, I -(TM)m something else.  More sexual,
more animal-like.  The conflict between the two keeps going round and round
in my head.  I know I should feel more embarrassed than I am, more ashamed,
but I just can -(TM)t.  In a way, I -(TM)m starting to enjoy it and not
enjoy it at the same time.  Does that make any sense to you? - He
responded with two words,  -œQuantum mechanics. -  -œI don -(TM)t get it.
-  -œIn the quantum world, particles can be in two places at once.  There
are some pretty famous experiments that can demonstrate that a photon goes
through both slits in a piece of paper at the same time.  That -(TM)s you
right now.  You -(TM)re going through the embarrassed slit and the sexy
slit at the same time. -  -œSpeaking of slits, would you please finger me?
I could do it myself if you wanted to watch, but if I don -(TM)t get to
climax soon; I -(TM)m going to go crazy. -  -œTell me what to do. - I sat
up on the table and spread my knees as wide as I could.  Then I held my
pussy open using the fingers of one hand and showed him where my clit was.
He took my hand, pulled me off the table, and led me into the living room.
He turned off the lights and sat down in the recliner, then told me to sit
on his lap.  I did, with my back to him, and put my legs over the arms of
the recliner.  He leaned back so we were inclined about forty-five degrees
and reached around me to put one hand to my pussy and the other to my
breast.  I felt him slip his finger inside me and I lifted my hips to press
his hand harder against my pussy.  As soon as he touched my clit, an
electric shock shot through my body and I felt my toes curl.  He was
rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and now I was going
crazy as my attention shifted back and forth between my breast and my
vagina.  But a few moments later, I felt the pleasure from his hand in my
pussy and this hand on my breast merge into a warm glow that saturated my
whole body.  In less than three minutes he had me on the brink of a much
needed orgasm.  My body convulsed as I got to the edge of the climax and
then I felt him kiss my neck and I twitched wildly on his lap as the
pleasure centers in my brain were overloaded and I had my orgasm.  He kept
fingering me to stretch it out as long as he could and then, when it was
over, I was panting as I felt my body sink into his as if we were combining
to become one person. I leaned to my right and turned my head to kiss him.
Without thinking, one hand went over his keeping him inside my pussy as I
kissed his neck and cheek.  For the first time, I noticed his cock was hard
as it pressed against my bottom.   -œThat was the most wonderful thing I
ever felt, - I told him.   -œI can -(TM)t imagine what it will be like to
make love with you, but I can promise you we will be doing it a lot next
year. - When he didn -(TM)t say anything, I asked if he was okay.  -œYeah,
I -(TM)m fine.  It really felt good to get you off like that. - Then he
clammed up again.  I thought I knew what was wrong but instead of saying
anything, I climbed off his lap and turned to pull him off the chair.  Then
when he was standing in front of me, I knelt down and unbuckled his pants,
pushing them down to his ankles.  His penis was pushing against his shorts,
trying to get out, so I reached my hand in and freed it.  I think he
expected me to jack him off with my hand but I wanted to do more for him so
without hesitating, I leaned forward and took him in my mouth.  I had never
done him like this before and I wasn -(TM)t exactly sure what I was doing,
but I felt him stiffen (not his cock, which was already very stiff) and as
my lips slid down the shaft, I felt the head touch the back of my throat
and I wanted to gag.  I withdrew back up his penis and changed the angle of
my head just slightly before going back down.  This time I almost made it
to the base but once again the gag reflex almost choked me.  I slid back up
and used my tongue on the head of his penis while my hand cupped his balls
and gently rolled them around.  Then I slipped him deeper into my mouth,
pressing against his cock with my lips, breathing deeply through my nose
and forcing down the gag reflex I felt.  This time I held him deep in my
mouth, trembling as I fought not to gag and then, like magic, the need to
gag disappeared.  Now I could slide up and down him easily, pressing my
lips all the way to the base of his penis and feeling its head at the back
of my throat, and I took enjoyment from the way I was pleasing him.  After
several minutes of pumping him and playing with his balls, he grabbed the
back of my head and forced his shaft deep inside my mouth then held me
there while he ejaculated.  I was surprised by the taste, which was salty,
and I sucked as hard as I could on his cock to drain him.  I forced my head
back into his hands so that there was an opening to my throat and I could
swallow.  I pulled back completely and licked his cock clean as it shrank
back to normal. He put his dick back inside his shorts and pulled up his
jeans.  Then he knelt down and kissed me on the mouth as hard as he could.
After the kiss, he looked deep into my eyes and said he agreed; we would be
having sex a lot when I got to Michigan.  He helped me to my feet and
turned me to the hallway leading to the bedrooms.  Then he swatted my
fanny, not hard, but enough to sting, and told me to get some sleep. First
I went to the bathroom to wash my face, legs, and pussy.  I was going to
try to take a shower in the morning but I didn -(TM)t want to sleep like
that.  Then I found an empty spot on the floor in Brian -(TM)s room and
curled up on the floor with my arm under my head as a pillow.  I was asleep
immediately and didn -(TM)t wake up at all when I started dreaming I was
naked at school, naked as a cheerleader at a basketball game, naked at the
grocery store, and naked at dinner with my family.  For some odd reason,
the dreams weren -(TM)t disturbing at all; just the opposite in that
everything seemed normal about me being in the nude every place I went. It
was just before five a.m.  when I went to sleep and about eight thirty when
I woke up.  There were still a couple of girls sleeping in the bed so I
went to the hallway to see about a shower.  There were two other girls
waiting in the hallway and I saw that someone had posted a sign on the door
limiting showers to two minutes.  I went down to the basement to get my
purse with my hairbrush and make-up and when I got back upstairs, no one
else had joined the line. Beth and Kara, the girls waiting in line, had
been two of my best friends before my accident but over the last two years,
the year I was laid up and my junior year in high school, we had drifted
apart.  It wasn -(TM)t anything deliberate that happened; it was just
because we didn -(TM)t get a chance to spend time together at or after
school.  They looked at me for a few moments then went back to whatever
they were talking about before I joined them.  I am sure I looked a little
wistful because I hadn -(TM)t found anyone else that I was as close to as
those two other than Brian. I think Kara noticed my look and asked me what
it was like, being naked in front of everyone.  I tried to explain it to
her, how conflicted I was about it and instead of questioning it or
laughing at me; she told me she thought she understood.   -œI -(TM)ve
masturbated while fantasizing about being the only one naked at school, -
she told me,  -œbut that -(TM)s all it will ever be for me, a fantasy.  I
could never do what you -(TM)re doing.  You go, girl.  Don -(TM)t let Sally
beat you on this. - All of a sudden it was like I had gone back two years
and now had my two friends supporting me again.  I thanked her and Beth
nodded her agreement.  Then the door opened and Kara went in to the shower.
 -œBeth, what happened to us?  We used to be as so close and now we -(TM)re
not. -  -œI suppose it was a lot of things.  Remember how we would get
together at the library to study for a test.  We can -(TM)t do that now
because we -(TM)re in different classes.  I guess we lost what we had in
common with each other.  Then when you were healthy, you got a job and didn
-(TM)t have time to hang out anymore. -  -œI miss you guys.  I think the
worst thing about the accident was that we don -(TM)t spend time together
anymore. -  -œWell, we -(TM)re just going to have to fix that.  I -(TM)ll
talk to Kara and I know she would like to spend more time with you just
like I do.  But you have to promise one thing. -  -œWhat -(TM)s that? - 
-œYou -(TM)ll wear clothes when we go to the mall together. -  -œThat
-(TM)s a promise, - I said laughing. Before Beth went in, she told me the
girls were using the vanity in the master bedroom to fix their hair and
make-up before going downstairs.  She said a couple of the boys had found
the stuff to make pancakes and they were churning them out as fast as they
could, but if I didn -(TM)t hurry, I might be too late. While I was
waiting, another girl joined me in line just as Beth came out.  I pulled a
towel from the closet and put it on the sink.  First I used the toilet then
brushed my teeth with a toothbrush I found in there that wasn -(TM)t mine
but had been used by others because it was still wet.  When I got into the
shower, I washed my hair as fast as I could then put soap on a cloth and
started scrubbing myself.  I felt the water growing cooler and quickly
rinsed off.  Taking my towel, I walked out of the bathroom as I dried
myself thinking that there wasn -(TM)t any reason to make the next girl
wait.  But I warned her that the hot water was almost gone in case she
wanted to try later. As I walked into the master bedroom, I was toweling my
hair dry.  With my hands up to my head, I was conscious of how my breasts
pulled and lifted as they flattened themselves against my chest.  This was
something that I had never really been aware of before, even though I had
made the same movements thousands of times.  Then I rubbed myself down with
the towel.  Kara and Beth were ahead of me again but then Kara asked if she
and Beth could do my hair and make-up for me.   -œJust as a show of support
and for old times, - Kara said as she sat me down on the bed.  I gave them
my purse and Beth used the brush on my hair while Kara fixed my make-up. 
My hair wasn -(TM)t long but it was thick and the brushing acted to dry it
out even more.  When Beth finished, she took a look at me and asked me how
sexy I wanted to look today.  -œWhat do you mean? - I asked.  -œLook, I
don -(TM)t want to make things worse for you, I really don -(TM)t.  But I
heard about a trick that women sometimes use when they are going to be nude
to make themselves look sexier and I wanted to know if you wanted to try
it. -  -œWhat is it? -  -œWell, your nipples are such a light pink that
they -(TM)re barely visible against your light skin.  How about if we add
some color to them? -  -œWhat do you think? - I asked Kara.  -œIt
depends. You have great breasts.  A little color on your nipples will draw
attention to them.  And you know how guys are about boobs, - she said
laughing. I chuckled because I did know.   -œWhat the hell, why not? - I
said laughing.   -œIf I have to be naked all day, it would be nice to know
that people are noticing it. - I could feel us re-establishing our
connection and felt really good about it while Beth got a tube of red
lipstick and put a little on her fingertip.  Then she started rubbing it
into my nipple using a circular motion moving from the center outward.  As
she did, I felt my aureole crinkle up and the nipple grow hard.  She dabbed
a little more on her finger to make it just a little darker and I bit my
lip to keep from moaning.  When she finished the right one, she shifted to
the other side of Kara and did the same thing to my other teat.  She
finished before Kara finished my face so I had to sit there with my nipples
erect and my pussy starting to lubricate again.  When Kara finished, I
stood up and looked at myself in the full length mirror.  Kara did a great
job with my face but I couldn -(TM)t take my eyes off my nipples.  Instead
of a faint pink, now they were much darker but still pink, providing much
more contrast between them and the white skin of my breast.  I honestly
felt even more naked than before if that was possible, but I really liked
the way I looked.  My breasts were now  -~womanly -(TM) and not those of a
little girl.  I thanked them and gave them each a kiss on the check before
going down to see what was available for breakfast. When I arrived in the
kitchen, Brian was just finishing another batch of pancakes.  He looked me
over and then gave a wolf whistle and told me how beautiful I looked.  I
thanked him but added that I wouldn -(TM)t stay that way long on three and
a half hours sleep every night.  He put a couple of pancakes on a paper
plate for me adding that the butter and syrup was in the dining room.  I
went in and all of the chairs were occupied so I sat down on the floor and
ate my breakfast.  As I ate, Beth and Kara came down with Sally.  I kept
thinking that this should be over by now.  I should be home and I should be
clothed but instead I still had a couple of days to get through while
remaining nude around everyone.  Then I thought how wonderful last night
was with Brian and knew that I never would have experienced that if I hadn
-(TM)t been so foolish as to let Sally get to me.  So I silently thanked
her and wondered what new experiences the day would have in store for me. I
finished eating, threw my trash away, and went to the living room to see
what the weather was like.  It was still snowing, but not as heavily as
last night, and there was now about five feet of snow on the ground.  The
cars in the driveway were small bumps on the snowfield.  Yes, I thought, it
will be a couple of days at least before we get out of here.  It was early
in May for crying out loud.  We were used to getting a lot of snow in
southwestern Michigan but not in May.  And never as much as this in one
evening. I went down to the basement where several couples were gathered
around the television watching the weather channel.  The commentator was
calling the storm a once in a thousand year event because of the amount of
snowfall and the time of year when it occurred.  They were replaying the
satellite images that showed the cold front and storm moving down from
Canada and then stalling over the Great Lakes.  When it stalled, it kept
picking up moisture from Lakes Superior and Michigan and dumping it inland
right on top of us. Nobody was talking as they watched.  I think everyone
was a little dumbfounded by what was happening.  All of a sudden I realized
that, unlike last night, the storm and not my nudity was the center of
everyone -(TM)s attention.  I continued to watch with the others for about
an hour as more and more people came downstairs.  When the reporters
started repeating themselves because they had run out of new things to say
I went back upstairs to see if Brian needed help cleaning up. He was just
finishing up the dishes from breakfast and was alone in the kitchen.  I
came up behind him and put my hands around his waist, pressing my body into
his back.  He turned around in my arms and wrapped his arms around me
holding me tightly and I turned my face up to his and he kissed me.  We
held it for a long time and I don -(TM)t know if he was remembering last
night but I know I was and I was becoming very aroused again.  I pressed
against him harder, crushing my breasts until the kiss ended.  As we
separated, he asked me how it was possible that I was even more beautiful
today then yesterday.  I didn -(TM)t say anything, but looked down at one
nipple and then the other.  -œThat -(TM)s it - he cried.  He lifted one
nipple slightly with his finger and I felt myself beginning to melt.  I
tried to control my breathing as he fingered first one and then the other
nipple.  Then he bent over and kissed each one of them.  -œWhat did you do
to make them look like that? - he asked.  -œKiss them each again and I
-(TM)ll tell you, - I said laughing. He eagerly bent over and kissed each
one, lingering to circle them with his tongue before standing up again. 
-œIt was Beth -(TM)s idea, - I explained.   -œShe suggested a little
lipstick on each one to darken them and make them stand out more.  I was in
such a good mood after last night that I told her to go ahead.  Do you like
them? -  -œAre you kidding?  They, and you, are gorgeous.  They make you
seem more  -- - As he struggled to find the right word, I supplied it for
him.   -œWomanly? -  -œYes, exactly.  You -(TM)re not the little girl I
-(TM)ve known all these years any more, are you? -  -œYes and no.  In one
way, perhaps the most important way, I still am a girl and not a woman. 
But Brian, after this stupid bet is over; can we talk about changing that?
I was ready last night and it was only the bet with Sally that kept me from
dragging you to the floor so you could make love to me. -  -œDoes that
mean that Sally was right? - My face clouded up at the suggestion, but
then I considered it.   -œNo, I don -(TM)t think so.  If you hadn -(TM)t
been here, I would not have sought someone out for lovemaking.  I would not
have had someone get me off like you did.  And I certainly would not have
given anyone else a blowjob.  It wasn -(TM)t my nudity that made all that
happen.  Maybe that contributed to it a little but it was that I love you
and know you love me that made it happen.  I would never argue that love
and sex are separable like nudity and sex are.  Love and sex are like
peanut butter and jelly.  Each one makes the other better.  And that is why
the next couple of days are going to be so hard. - He smiled at me before
he answered.   -œOh wise one, you can answer everything except how do I
keep myself from taking you to my bed and ravishing you for the next couple
of days. -  -œActually, I do have an answer for that.  You won -(TM)t
because you love me and you want to see me beat Sally.  And if you weren
-(TM)t so strong, I would be dead meat right now. - I reached down and put
my forefinger in my slit just enough to collect some of the moisture and
then held it up to his nose.   -œSmell that?  That is what happens to me
when you start playing with my tits.  I was perfectly dry when I walked in
here, well, somewhat dry, - I said laughing. He chuckled and hugged me
before we went down to the basement hand in hand.  Brian took charge as
soon as we entered by telling someone to turn off the television and
everyone to gather around.  -œThere are a couple of things we need to start
working on if we -(TM)re going to get out of here when they get around to
plowing the snow off the road.  First, we -(TM)re going to need more food,
a lot more food.  The other thing we need to do is dig out the cars and
clear the driveway.  There -(TM)s an old sled in the garage.  I and three
others will walk to the convenience store down the road.  The owner lives
on the second floor so I -(TM)m sure we can get him to open up for us.  We
-(TM)ll bring as much food back as we can with the sled.  We have a small
tractor that can clear the driveway but we have to dig out the cars by hand
first because it can -(TM)t maneuver around them all.  There are a couple
of shovels so I suggest that two guys work for about a half hour then two
more take their place.  We should have most of it cleared by nightfall. 
Who wants to go with me to the store? He got three volunteers fairly
quickly.  Tom and Jamie volunteered for the first shift with shovels in the
driveway.  I went back upstairs and rummaged around for a thermos.  When I
found one, I made a pot of coffee for the guys to take with them on the
trek to the store.  Just as I poured the coffee into the thermos, Brian
came into the kitchen wearing his jacket, stocking cap, and gloves and with
a scarf across his face.  I pulled the scarf down from his mouth and stood
on tiptoe to kiss him before I handed him the thermos.  Telling him to be
careful, I pulled the scarf back up and watched as he went into the garage
to get the sled.  I stood in the doorway to the garage and watched as he
opened the garage door and climbed up the snow bank against the door. 
Suddenly I was hit with a blast of cold air and quickly shut the door.  I
had just started another pot of coffee for the guys digging out the
driveway when Sally and some of the other girls came in dressed for
outside.  -œWhere are you going? - I asked.  -œWe -(TM)re going out back
to have a snowball fight.  Just some girls having fun while the guys are
working.  And you -(TM)re coming too. -  -œYou -(TM)re crazy.  I -(TM)m
not going outside naked. -  -œIf I remember the terms of the bet, there
was to be no hiding out and you are required to do whatever the rest of us
do.  The rest of us are going outside for a snowball fight.  So come along.
- And that is how I found myself naked and ass deep in the snow throwing
snowballs.  Being hit with a snowball isn -(TM)t too bad when you have on
lots of padding but it sure hurts like hell when it hits your bare skin. 
The one thing you have to do is keep moving and generate lots of body heat
to keep warm inside.  If you stop moving, the cold really gets to you.  So
for fifteen minutes I ran around like a wild woman to fulfill the
conditions of the bet before I headed inside.  I stomped around and shook
my arms to get warm as soon as I got in and poured myself a cup of coffee
from the pot.  I was pleased to see that Beth and Kara refused to take part
in Sally -(TM)s scheme.  The rest of the girls came in shortly after me
because I am sure that the only reason they agreed to it was to get me
outside naked.  Once I came in, their fun was over.  I went into the living
room to watch the boys shoveling as the other girls came inside. The first
shift was ending and two more boys had just started shoveling as the first
two came in.  I told them there was coffee in the kitchen and they went to
get some after shedding their jackets.  Sally came to get me and take me
downstairs because she had other entertainment planned with me as the star
of the show.  -œWe -(TM)re going to have a dance contest, - Sally
announced.  She asked the boys to come over so they could be judges in the
contest.  Beth and Kara were watching television and didn -(TM)t move. 
When the boys were all seated around the dance area, Sally turned the music
on and said that we would dance in alphabetical order using our first name.
So I stood around and watched as about half the girls danced to tunes they
had selected.  Some of them were really good dancers and then it was my
turn. I had them put on the Beatles version of Rock and Roll Music and then
I danced naked for them.  This was really different than last night. 
Everyone had something to do the previous evening so when people watched
me, it was only for a moment, or out of the corner of their eye.  Now
everyone -(TM)s attention was on me while I moved to the music.  I was so
aware of everything about my body, how my breasts moved, how my hips moved,
how my bottom shook, but especially how I opened up the view to my pussy
with my feet spread that it was hard for me to keep the rhythm of the
music. I really struggled for the first few bars but then I caught the beat
and forgot about them.  I closed my eyes and began dancing for Brian and
let the music take my body wherever it wanted.  As the music ended, I had
my feet slightly more than shoulder width apart, raised my hands high over
my head, and bowed my body backward so that every part of me was on
display. Not for the first time I felt conflicting emotions.  The pose I
was in made me feel so vulnerable but I also felt powerful because of the
effect I was having on the others.  I was really sweaty from the energy I
had put into the dance.  I opened my eyes and looked at all of the people
who had watched me and they were standing or sitting around the dance area
with their mouths hanging open.  Even Sally was dumbfounded.  -œSally, I
-(TM)m through with your games, - I announced.  I saw Beth and Kara
standing near the back of the circle of people around me.   -œI -(TM)m not
your slave and I -(TM)m not taking your orders anymore.  I have to do what
everyone else is doing so I am going to do what Kara and Beth were doing
and watch some television. - I pushed through the group around the dance
area and Kara and Beth led me over to the television.  I didn -(TM)t sit on
the couch because I was so sweaty but on the floor in front of it watching
the news about the storm.  Some of the guys came over and asked if they
could play video games so Kara suggested that we go upstairs.  When we got
to the top of the stairs, Kara asked if I wanted a bath and suggested that
there should be enough hot water by now.  That sounded heavenly so we went
to the big bathroom in the master bath and Beth drew a tub for me. When I
was soaking in the hot tub, Beth asked if I knew what I had done to the
people who had watched my dance.  I told her I closed my eyes so I really
didn -(TM)t see anyone -(TM)s reaction until after I finished.  -œYou just
set the standard for beautiful around here, - Kara offered.   -œI can
-(TM)t imagine anything more exquisite or erotic than what I just saw you
do. - Beth nodded her agreement and I was silent for a moment.  -œThank
you, - I started.   -œNot just for what you said, but for showing some
empathy for what I am going through. -  -œI -(TM)m not sure empathy is the
right word, - said Kara.   -œIt -(TM)s more like envy because I would love
to experience what you are feeling but I know I could never do it.  I would
crumble in just a few minutes.  What you said to Sally, that you weren
-(TM)t her slave; doesn -(TM)t it make you feel submissive or even inferior
to be naked all of the time around everyone? -  -œYeah, especially the
inferior part.  Not necessarily submissive, I don -(TM)t think, just
beneath everyone.  How can you not feel that way when you are naked and
everyone else is dressed?  It does put them in a position of power over you
if you let them.  I decided that I wasn -(TM)t going to give Sally the
power anymore. - We got quiet again, each of us alone with our thoughts.
Mine centered on the relaxation I was experiencing as I soaked in the hot
water.  I -(TM)m not sure how long I lay in the tub but I decided that I
needed to wash so I sat up and took the washcloth and soap in my hands. 
Beth reached in and took them away from me.  -œLet us pamper you a little.
We -(TM)ll wash you.  Why don -(TM)t you stand up and turn toward us? - I
must have shown my hesitation at the idea of having them put their hands
all over me.   -œDon -(TM)t worry, - she went on.   -œNeither of us is
gay, believe me.  It -(TM)s just that we think you should get some kind of
reward for what you are doing. - I relaxed and stood up to face them. 
They took washcloths and soaked them in the tub, then lathered them up and
began washing me.  Beth did my face while Kara started on my arm.  They
took their time and when they finished one part of me, they would rinse so
the soap wouldn -(TM)t dry and start on another area.  Kara ended up
washing my breasts while Beth knelt down and did my legs and pussy.  Then
they had me turn around and started on the back at the top of my shoulders
and worked their way down.  When they got to my bottom, each one took one
of my buttocks and were giggling and laughing as they scrubbed them and
they jiggled around.  There was nothing sexual about what I was feeling and
I know that might be hard to believe, but this was about being taken care
of and pampered, not being stimulated.  I had been in such a state of
arousal for so long over the last day that I actually enjoyed not being
stimulated sexually. When they finished and I was about to step out of the
tub, Beth asked me if Brian liked my nipples made up.  I told her he loved
it and what he did to them, how he fingered them and kissed them, when he
realized they were changing my whole appearance.  Then she asked if I would
like to take sexy to another level.  -œOh, God, I don -(TM)t know if I can
handle another level.  Geez, you don -(TM)t know how tough it -(TM)s been
already.  What are you suggesting? - Beth answered.   -œWe could shave
you. -  -œMy legs are fine; I just shaved them yesterday afternoon before
I got ready for the prom. - Then it hit me what she was talking about.  
-œYou -(TM)re suggesting I shave my pussy? -  -œNo, we -(TM)re suggesting
that you let us shave your pussy. - I stood there in the tub looking at
first one and then the other to figure out if they were serious.  I
honestly thought they both looked hopeful more than anything else.  But I
wasn -(TM)t sure how this was helping me.   -œWhy would I do that? - I
asked.  -œWell, first, it -(TM)s not like your pubic hair covers up a lot.
You can still see your slit through it, - Beth began.   -œAnd second, I
read that guys like that little girl look.  How do you think Brian would
react to you being bald down there? - I tried to put myself in Brian
-(TM)s position, but it was hard because last night had been the first time
he had touched me down there.  And I know that I had never brought it up.
If he had any thoughts about it, he never shared them.  But I remember
reading something about it too and somehow knew that many men would like
that look.  The real question, however, was not if Brian would like it, but
could I handle it?  I felt like I was in quicksand and it was pulling me
under as I took each step forward.  The first one had been the actual
stripping, then came the darkened nipples this morning, then the dance, and
now this new idea.  How would I feel about myself if I looked like a little
girl?  How would Brian -(TM)s attitude toward me change if I looked like a
little girl?  But the real issue was the loss of privacy that shaving would
entail.  Beth was right about my pubic hair.  It was blonde and wasn -(TM)t
very thick at all, but it did afford me some cover.  That small three inch
triangle of hair was all I had left to cover myself and it was hard to
imagine giving it up. It was then that I realized something.  I really
wanted what was happening to me and I wanted it for selfish reasons.  Maybe
somewhere deep in my subconscious I was worried about Brian going off to
college and leaving me behind.  Maybe this was my way of holding on to him.
But if it was, what did it say about me?  Was I so needy that I had to
humiliate myself just to cling to him?  I really believed the answer to
that question wasÂ no.  So it had to be something else that was forcing me
to walk deeper into the quicksand and the only other thing I could think of
was that I really was an exhibitionist.  That I liked having people see me
nude and enjoyed the attention, even the humiliation.  So I told them to do
it. First they dried me off by enfolding me in a big towel while they both
rubbed me dry.  Then I sat on the edge of the sink with my knees spread
wide so Kara could do my make-up and nipples while Beth shaved my pussy
bare.  As they prepared me, my mind could not help to wonder where all of
this would end.  I wouldn -(TM)t say I was a nudist because being naked
around other naked people really didn -(TM)t appeal to me.  It was all
about being kept naked around everyone else who was dressed that I liked.
When they finished, we went into the bedroom and I looked at myself in the
full length mirror.  I could not take my eyes off my bare pussy and I
silently cried out to myself,  -~Oh, God, what have I done? -(TM) but there
was no going back now.  It made me feel like I was ten years old again and
made me feel even more vulnerable.  But as with everything I was
experiencing, there was a dichotomy and I had to admit how sexy it was
also. Kara and Beth each took a hand and led me back downstairs to the
basement. At first, no one noticed because, I think, they were getting used
to seeing me naked.  But then the whispers started and the subtle glances
in my direction.  It was after one o -(TM)clock and I was getting hungry so
I asked Beth and Kara if they wanted to help me make some lunch for
everyone.  They agreed and we headed back upstairs.  After searching
through the pantry, we found a couple of large jars of spaghetti sauce and
plenty of pasta.  So the three of us quickly boiled the pasta and warmed up
the sauce.  I found some Parmesan cheese in the fridge and grated it while
the pasta was boiling.  When everything was ready, Beth went downstairs to
tell people that lunch was ready and they trooped up from the basement.  We
served on paper plates with Kara dishing out the pasta and me the sauce
because we wanted to ration it and make sure that everyone who was hungry
got something to eat.  The last five servings went to the two boys who were
just coming in from shoveling and the three of us so we grabbed what we
could and went down to the basement to eat. Several of the couples had
preceded us downstairs and I got the looks again when people saw my bare
pussy.  I decided to take the bull by the horns and get the issue out of
the way as much as I could.  I put my plate down and went over to where
everyone was sitting on the couch and floor.  -œWhat do you all think of my
smoothie look? - I asked them as I thrust out my pelvis making it obvious
what I was asking.  I think they were more embarrassed than I was.   -œCome
on, you -(TM)ve all seen it and talked about it.  Do you like it?  Kenny,
what do you think? -  -œI really like it, Leah.  It makes you even hotter.
- Then he quickly added,  -œNot that you weren -(TM)t hot already. - 
-œHear that, Barb? - I asked directing it to his girlfriend.   -œHe really
likes it.  So are you going to shave yourself for him? - Barbara was
embarrassed that I was putting her on the spot like that, but I said it
with a big grin and when she looked up at me, she saw the twinkle in my
eye.  -œMaybe, - she quietly offered.   -œBut if I do, I -(TM)m going to
make sure he makes it up to me somehow. - And everybody cracked up when
she said it.  That really broke the tension and it made me feel somewhat
more comfortable because I thought it would take the staring and whispering
down a notch.  Still, what I had just done surprised me because I didn
-(TM)t think of myself as brazen.  I sat near Beth and Kara as I ate but
eating was done on autopilot as I spent more time considering everything
that had happened to me in the last eighteen hours.  I was doing things to
make myself appear more naked, not less so.  Okay, I had agreed to coloring
my nipples and shaving my pussy, but why had I agreed?  I suppose the first
thing I needed to really understand was if I liked being looked at while I
was naked; that seemed to me to be the crux of the situation.  It
embarrassed me and it made me feel inferior to the others to be naked while
they were clothed so why did I like them to look?  Why did I want them to
look? My first thought was that I wanted to be the center of attention but
that had never been true before.  In fact, I had avoided the spotlight
preferring a supporting role in any activities in which I was
participating. I was the one who would run for vice president, not
president.  I was the one who would sing in the chorus instead of trying
for the lead.  So the next question I asked myself was,  -~What did I get
from being looked at naked? -(TM) I got sexually aroused a lot which was
self-evident from my body -(TM)s reactions to the different situations I
experienced.  And while wondering what kind of slut I was turning into to,
I admitted to myself that I did like that part of it.  But there was
something else about it and I finally came up with a working hypothesis.
While I was naked, I was vulnerable but I realized I trusted everyone (with
the exception of Sally) to whom I was demonstrating my vulnerability.  And
while I was vulnerable I could not pretend to be something I wasn -(TM)t.
All of the different roles I had to assume vanished while I was naked.  All
I could be was my true self without pretense, secrets, or obfuscation.  And
that was what I really loved about being kept naked.  That was the thing
that I treasured and enjoyed; that I did not have to play a role with
anyone.  In fact, I was incapable of playing a role with anyone.  I thought
about how I had felt about Sally -(TM)s attempts to get under my skin and
the way I reacted to her was exactly the way I felt about her at that
moment.  I wasn -(TM)t covering up any of my feelings.  The same thing was
happening with Brian.  If I wanted him to please me, I asked.  If I wanted
to please him, I asked.  No quid pro quo was involved.  Whatever I felt
like doing I tried to do because it was what I wanted and not what someone
else wanted of me. As I came to this conclusion I became more at peace with
myself about my nudity than I had since it started.  I wasn -(TM)t sure
that I fully understood everything that was happening to me but I was
making real progress.  And now that I could accept the fact that there were
things I liked about being kept naked, the humiliation I had been feeling
began to melt away. It was about an hour later that Brian and the others
came back from the convenience store.  Someone told me they were coming up
the drive and I raced to the front door.  When they were close, I threw
open the door, climbed up the mound of snow, and waded through it.  When I
reached him, I jumped up and wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms
around his neck.  Of course, I never considered how exhausted he must be
and he tumbled backward when I jumped on him and we landed in a heap in the
snow laughing like little children.  I got up and then helped him to his
feet and put my arm around him as we went inside.  Some of the others came
out to help the other two boys and get the food from the sled and the bags
they were carrying. Once we were inside I helped him out of his coat.  
-œOh, God, I -(TM)m cold, - he mumbled.  -œWhat you need is some shared
bodily warmth, - I told him laughing and pulled up his sweater and pressed
myself against his chest.  -œMan that feels good, - he said wrapping his
arms around me.  We stood there just holding each other for a long time
before I turned my face up to him for a kiss.  It felt so good to be in his
arms and to feel him against my bare skin. After we kissed, I whispered to
him that I had a surprise for him and stepped back.  Then I thrust out my
pelvis just like I did in the basement and asked him if he liked it.  His
jaw fell open as he stared at my bare pussy.  After a few moments he closed
his mouth and asked me why I did it.  -œActually, someone suggested it to
me.  I thought you might like it.  Do you? -  -œYou are the most beautiful
girl who ever lived, - he told me.   -œCome here so I can kiss you again
and then you can tell me all about your day. - I noticed that he used the
word girl.  This morning I was a woman.  I knew that change was a
reflection of my shaved pussy but it really didn -(TM)t bother me because
in a way I knew he was right; it did make me look like a little girl.  Ever
since I saw myself in the mirror after I was shaved, I had been thinking of
myself the same way and that made me even more vulnerable and dependent on
others; not because I really was but just because of the image I had of
myself.  He sat down on the couch and I snuggled up next to him with my
head on his shoulder and my legs tucked underneath me.  I asked him how the
trip to the store was and all he could say was that it was hard wading
through snow that was up to his chest in some places. Then I told him about
everything that happened after he left.  I could feel him getting angry
when I told him about Sally -(TM)s plan to lure me outside and have me
dance with everyone watching me but I tried to calm him down by telling him
that I had fun outside and came in before the cold could hurt me.  As for
the dancing, I told him that I was looking forward to doing it again with
him present because in order to get through it the first time, I imagined
that I was dancing for him.  I repeated what I told Sally about not being
her slave and not taking her orders anymore and Brian squeezed my shoulder
in support.  That took me up to my bath with Kara and Beth.  I told him
about them asking me and after I thought it through, I figured it would be
okay because it was just taking a step further into the deep end. 
Continuing the analogy, he asked me how far I could go until I drowned.  I
told him I wasn -(TM)t sure and then a thought occurred to me.  -œBrian,
are you really okay with all of this? -  -œAm I okay with you being naked
all of the time?  Absolutely.  Am I okay with you being naked in front of
our friends all of the time?  Honestly, I -(TM)m not sure. -  -œI -(TM)m
sorry, - I began,  -œI -(TM)ve never really considered your reaction to
all of this.  Is it bothering you that everyone is seeing me naked? -  -œI
suppose it is a little because it -(TM)s like something that should be just
for us and not in the public domain. -  -œI never looked at it that way,
and I am sorry.  This started out as being about Sally and me, then it was
about me and what was going on inside me, and it was never about you or
about us.  I should have done better. -  -œSo go back through it again,
but this time, tell me what you were feeling and how your feelings have
changed since this all started. - So I went back to the beginning but the
focus was on the evolution of my feelings about why this was becoming
important to me.  As I came to the end and how everything was coming into
focus for me, I tried to make him understand that because of the accident
and losing a year, I felt cut off from all of my support and started acting
to please others instead of being myself.  But when I stripped, I found
that I could no longer worry about trying to please others because of what
they expected of me and now I had to please them by being myself. 
Ultimately, I concluded, that may be the best thing to come out of this
weekend. He just nodded and as I went along, encouraging me to keep on
talking until I had nothing left to say.  Then he hugged me and told me
that I could count on him no matter what happened.   -œAnd maybe I -(TM)ll
like being known as the boyfriend of The Naked Girl, - he finished.  The
way he said it, I realized it was a title, like General or Pastor.  Well,
if I had to have a title, I could take pride that it was at least unusual.
-œYou know, you may be more right than you know.  Do you think this could
become part of my identity?  That I become The Naked Girl and that is how I
really see myself beyond this weekend? -  -œWould that be a bad thing? -
he asked.  -œI -(TM)m not sure, but I don -(TM)t think so.  I -(TM)m less
conflicted and confused as The Naked Girl.  The Leah who wears clothes
might slip back into the role playing and like a chameleon, changes herself
from one situation to the next.  I wasn -(TM)t happy doing that and I don
-(TM)t want to go back to it. - Things settled down some after that in a
number of ways.  The guys got the driveway cleared and we all had hot dogs
and chips for dinner.  After dinner we were down in the basement and I
realized that I had been naked for less than twenty-four hours but it
seemed like a lot longer.  I really was becoming comfortable with my nudity
because I had stopped thinking about how nice it would be to be dressed. 
Being naked made me feel everything that touched my skin more intensely.  I
had never really been conscious of the feel of the fabric on a couch, or
the tiny air currents generated by the heating system, or Brian -(TM)s
muscles through his shirt.  Now my skin was alive with those feelings and
hundreds of others.  And because I was more comfortable with my nakedness,
I moved closer to being myself all of the time without worrying about what
others thought or if they were disappointed in me. No one really felt like
partying so the basement was pretty subdued.  The television was on, and
some people were playing pool, but mostly there were small groups of people
scattered around the room talking.  We were sitting on the floor with Beth,
Kara, and their boyfriends.  Brian asked Beth and Kara if it bothered them
that their boyfriends were seeing me naked all the time.  -œAt first, a
little, - Beth offered.   -œThe way Jack was looking at her made me
jealous.  But as I thought about it, I realized that he wasn -(TM)t seeing
her in a way that meant he wanted to dump me for her.  He was looking at
her because she is beautiful just because she is female and you guys are
programmed that way. - Kara jumped in.   -œI kind of felt the same way. 
Zeb -(TM)s attention wasn -(TM)t on me, it was on her.  But last night
before we went to bed, we talked about it because he could tell something
was bothering me.  When I explained what I was feeling, he took me in his
arms and kissed me so lovingly that I knew that Leah didn -(TM)t deserve
what I was thinking about her.  Then Beth and I talked about it in the
morning when we woke up and decided that we were being stupid about it. 
That -(TM)s when we decided to see if we could push Leah a little.  Not
because we wanted to be mean to her, but because we wanted her to know that
we were behind her; supporting her. - Then it was Beth -(TM)s turn again
and she asked me to stand up.   -œLook at her, Brian, really look at her.
Do you see how relaxed her muscles are and how loose she is?  You guys know
I do gymnastics and I understand what it is to be tight or loose.  Last
night when Leah first stripped, she was a different person physiologically.
Her posture wasn -(TM)t as straight, she was stiff, and her movements
lacked what we call flow.  Leah, do me a favor and walk across the room and
back. - I did as she asked.  When I returned to the group, I continued
standing and Beth continued.   -œDo you see what I mean?  She didn -(TM)t
walk across the room, she flowed across it and back.  It was clear when she
was dancing earlier today that everything in her head that controlled her
body had changed.  Leah, can you explain it? - I sat down first so I could
see everyone -(TM)s face more clearly as I talked.  It was important to me
to make myself understood and I needed the feedback their expressions would
give me.   -œI think that I -(TM)ve always worried about what other people
thought of me.  I was always trying to be what they wanted.  Once I shed my
clothes, once I lost that protection, it was like the only way I could get
through the experience was to take satisfaction in the way they reacted to
the real me, not the fake me I tried to project.  The real me had nowhere
to hide anymore. -  -œAnd do you like being kept nude? - That was from
Kara. There it was again, the conflict between my own emotions.   -œThis
may not make sense to anyone but the answer is I didn -(TM)t really know
because I felt conflicted.  Being naked makes me feel inferior to everyone
else and I don -(TM)t really enjoy that feeling.  But do I like the feeling
of people looking at my body?  Of course I do.  I like being looked at, not
just by Brian but by all of you.  It thrills me in a way that is hard to
explain.  Part of it is that I am so much more aware of my own body and the
sensations it feels.  When I walk, I -(TM)m aware of how my breasts jiggle
and my bottom sways.  I am more sensitive to every touch and texture that I
feel.  And that awareness makes me feel more alive.  When I was clothed, I
felt none of that at all.  And I think that aliveness is communicated
through my body language and facial expressions.  What was it Mr.  Moore
said in speech class; that eighty percent of communication is non-verbal?
If that -(TM)s true, then I am an open book to anyone who wants to take the
time or make the effort to read it.  -œThere -(TM)s something else, too. 
When you -(TM)re naked around clothed people, you are so much more aware of
your sexuality.  I like being female and I like feeling sexy.  And I don
-(TM)t mind people thinking of me that way, even though I am still a
virgin. It -(TM)s not that I am trying to fool them into thinking I -(TM)m
something I -(TM)m not; it -(TM)s just that the real me is sexy even if I
haven -(TM)t experienced intercourse.  Fucking is a mechanical thing but
feeling sexy is mental.  It is a frame of mind and not an action.  I take
joy in being seen that way by others.  -œI don -(TM)t know enough
psychology to know if this is right or wrong, but I don -(TM)t think of
myself as an exhibitionist.  That label has a particular connotation to me
of someone with a deep-seated need for humiliation and I don -(TM)t need or
want that.  I felt humiliation when I first took off my clothes; however I
really don -(TM)t feel that anymore, not in the sense of being embarrassed
by my nudity.  It is almost as if I am telling the world,  -~Here I am,
take it or leave it because I am happy with me like this and I don -(TM)t
care what you think. -(TM) So to answer your question, I think I am happier
now than I have been in a long time.  If it was possible I would like to
stay naked as long as I can because of the way it makes me feel and act. 
Knowing that -(TM)s not possible is a little sad but I can -(TM)t worry
about things I can -(TM)t change.  But to answer your original question, as
of right now, yes, I love the freedom it gives me, I love the way people
look at me, and I love the way I can feel things more intensely than I ever
have.  So now having admitted it, who -(TM)s going to join me? - I got an
immediate chorus of no -(TM)s from everyone so I shut up then and let my
words sink in.  Brian put his arm around me and pulled me close to him.  I
kissed his shoulder then sat back up.   -œThere is one thing I need to say
and I don -(TM)t want this misinterpreted.  I owe you two a lot, - I said
looking at Kara and Beth.   -œWhatever the process was that I had to go
through to get to this point, you helped speed it up for me and I thank you
for that.  So without trying to be submissive or slavish, which I don
-(TM)t want to be, is there anything I can do to repay you both? - Beth
and Kara looked at each other and nodded to each other, and then Kara asked
if I would be willing to dance for them again.  I agreed at once and Beth
went over to the stereo and selected several tracks from different disks.
She hadn -(TM)t hit the play button yet so I stood up and moved to the
center of the dance area.  Kara stood up and got everyone -(TM)s attention
by yelling and announced that I was going to dance for them.   -œIf you
didn -(TM)t see her dance earlier today, you missed a real treat.  If you
saw it, I know you -(TM)ve been hoping for more so now is your chance. 
Gather round. - Beth hit the play button and I recognized the song right
away, Janis Joplin singingMe and Bobby McGee.  I knew the song inside and
out but my heart was racing and I had to hold myself in check until I
picked up the beat.  When I did, I held my arms straight out and tilted my
head to the left while I waited for the first chorus.  Then I let my body
tell the story of the song.  I didn -(TM)t even have to think about what I
was doing; it was like I was on autopilot.  Just as the last note faded, I
bowed at my waist with my arms thrown back behind me and held the position
until the next song started.  This one was rock and roll and I leaped up on
the second bar.  Now I was shaking and swaying to the music trying to match
the energy level of the band. On and on it went, one song after another. 
All the while I wasn -(TM)t thinking about the moves I was making but I was
conscious of how I looked to the people watching me.  I looked down on
myself dancing for them, my whole body exposed and open and beautiful the
way it moved around the floor.  When the last song finished, I went down to
my knees and lowered my head, exhausted and panting, and for the first time
I felt the sweat running down my face, chest, back, and legs.  Every drop,
every rivulet was felt as strongly as the rain in a thunderstorm.  I could
tell my hair was a tangled mess and I shook my head to get it off my face.
And as I knelt there, encircled by them, they cheered and clapped.  Brian
came over, pulled me to my feet, and I leaned against him because I was so
tired.  Beth and Kara came over and hugged me, not worrying about how the
perspiration from my body was soaking into their clothes. Beth and Kara
pulled me away from Brian, telling him they were going to give me another
bath and put me to bed.  He just nodded and they led me upstairs to the
master bath.  As the tub filled, I sat on the floor and without thinking my
hand went to my pussy.  When I realized what I was doing, I told them I
needed to masturbate and asked them if they would mind.  It never crossed
my mind to ask them to leave.  Kara told me to go ahead so I inserted my
fingers and played with myself, moaning with pleasure and not caring at all
that they were watching.  When the climax came, I threw my head back and
let out a silent scream as I rubbed my clit furiously trying to prolong it
as long as I could.  Then they gave me a bath just as they had that morning
and led me over to the bed. When they tried to put me into the bed, I shook
my head no.  I didn -(TM)t want to be covered up with the blankets. 
Instead I curled up on the floor in one corner and was asleep before I knew
it.

   * * *

   Because I went to bed so early I was the first one up.  The sun hadn
-(TM)t come up yet but the morning sky was lightening and sunrise was
imminent.  Being quiet so as to not wake anyone, I found my purse on the
chest of drawers and took it with me into the bathroom and used the toilet.
The boys had brought toothbrushes back from the convenience store and
someone had put them in the bathrooms.  They were all opened because there
wasn -(TM)t enough for everyone so I used one to brush my teeth, then
washed my face and put on my make-up.  I also darkened my nipples with red
lipstick and enjoyed the feeling of them growing hard under my fingertip.
When I was ready, I went to the kitchen and looked out the window.  For
some reason, I opened the back door and climbed on the piled up snow so I
could watch the sunrise while the cold air enveloped me.  It had warmed up
throughout the night and the temperature was already above freezing but not
by much; the cold air was bracing and there was water dripping off the
icicles hanging on the roof.  I only stayed outside for about ten minutes
as the sun came up over the tree line at the end of the back yard but it
was glorious. Back in the house I rubbed my body all over to warm up.  Mary
and Annabelle came down just as I was looking around to see what we had for
breakfast and Annabelle suggested that we make eggs and toast for everyone.
She found a large electric griddle that we could use to scramble the eggs
and keep them warm after they were cooked.  Mary suggested that I start on
the toast for everyone.   -œWe don -(TM)t want your bits and pieces burned
by splattering oil, - she said laughing without any malice in her voice. I
smiled at her and dug out the butter and started toasting the bread. 
Annabelle found a large bowl and the two of them cracked open three dozen
eggs and then used a spatula to scramble them, adding some milk to the bowl
as they went. Mary cooked the eggs, constantly stirring them while I
toasted and buttered a loaf of bread and Annabelle started a pot of coffee.
As we worked, more and more people came down to get something to eat but
when they saw what we were doing, they waited in the dining room. 
Annabelle got what was left of the jelly from the fridge and put out the
paper plates and plastic knives and forks.  When the eggs were ready, Mary
unplugged the griddle and carried it to the dining room table, plugging it
in again and turning it to the lowest setting.  I had the toast piled up on
two paper plates and carried them in.  Everyone let us serve ourselves
first because we had made the breakfast so I took a small scoop of eggs and
a piece of toast down to the basement to eat. Tom and Sally came down just
as I was finishing.  I don -(TM)t know what it was with Sally, but she just
couldn -(TM)t help taking every opportunity for a snide comment.  She had
pretty much avoided me after I told her I was done with her stupid games
but she couldn -(TM)t resist one more jab.  -œWell, what kind of show are
you going to put on for us today, slut? - she asked.   -œGoing to show us
how you play with yourself? - Unbelievably, Tom jumped to my defense.  
-œLeave her alone, Sally.  Quit being a bitch. - Sally turned around and
went back upstairs in a huff leaving Tom standing there alone with me.  
-œI -(TM)m sorry about that, - he said.  -œNo need to apologize.  And
thank you for what you just said. - Brian came down right after that
carrying his plate and asked what was going on.  I told him it was nothing
and he and Tom sat down on either side of me and ate their breakfasts.  I
was quiet as they ate, thinking about what Sally had said, even though she
meant it mean-spiritedly, it had been kind of neat knowing that Kara and
Beth were watching as I fingered myself to orgasm the night before because
it increased my vulnerability.  Knowing that they were seeing me satisfy a
need that no one really talks about and certainly no one ever demonstrates
for others was like sharing part of me with them.  Although this had
started as a test of wills between Sally and me, it was now all about my
displaying my vulnerability to everyone, about being completely honest with
them about who I was and what my needs were.  As I imagined myself
masturbating in front of everyone, I grew wet between my legs and my
nipples hardened again.  I excused myself, telling Brian that I would be
right back and took my plate upstairs looking for Kara and Beth. When I
found them, I asked them to come with me and we found an empty bedroom
where we could be alone while I talked with them.  I explained what had
just happened and how it made me feel.  Then I asked them what they were
thinking about as they watched me play with myself last night.  -œI wasn
-(TM)t embarrassed by it, if that -(TM)s what you -(TM)re asking, -
offered Beth.   -œYou were being you.  You felt the need, which is natural
and normal, especially considering the circumstances I would think. - 
-œIt was being honest with us, - said Kara.   -œNo barriers, no hidden
agendas; just three girls together and one of them acting on her need and
being generous enough to share it with us.  You said last night that being
naked made you feel inferior to the rest of us, but I think in many
respects, you have demonstrated your superiority.  The courage you have
displayed and the honesty with which you have opened yourself up to the
rest of us marks you as being better than us, not inferior. -  -œBut if
you are going to do what I think you want to do, you need to explain it
first so it won -(TM)t be misinterpreted.  You need to put it in terms of
this is who you are and this is what you need to do just like you did last
night when we were talking.  And don -(TM)t worry about anything.  We have
your back on this if you really want it. - I got up off the bed where I
had been sitting and hugged both of them while I thanked them for listening
to me.  Then I went back downstairs to find Brian.  I felt I owed it to him
to not take him by surprise by what I was about to do. When I found him, I
told him I needed to talk with him and he suggested we go upstairs.  In the
same bedroom where I talked with Beth and Kara, I told him about what
happened when they took me up for my bath last night and all about what
Sally had said this morning.  -œSo I think I need to do this in front of
everyone.  It -(TM)s like as long as only you, Beth, and Kara know about
it, I -(TM)m keeping secrets from them and this weekend has been all about
exposing my self; not just my body, but what -(TM)s going on inside my
head, too.  I need to share this part of me with everyone else.  But I won
-(TM)t do it if you don -(TM)t want me to and I won -(TM)t do it if I risk
losing you because you took it the wrong way. -  -œHow do you think I
would take it the wrong way? -  -œThat I -(TM)m just a tramp who needs to
get off and doesn -(TM)t care how or when. -  -œHow many guys, including
me, could you have slept with this weekend if you wanted to? -  -œPretty
much any of them. -  -œAnd did you? -  -œNo, you know I didn -(TM)t.  If
I had wanted that, it would have been you I asked, only you. -  -œI know
that.  So how can you even think I would misunderstand what you are doing?
Look, I love you more today then I did yesterday, and I am sure I will love
you more tomorrow than today.  But loving someone means you accept who they
are, all of it, without trying to make her over into someone else.  Because
if you succeed at changing her, you may find that she is not the person you
feel in love with.  -œI understand you need to share this part of you with
everyone.  I can certainly understand, after last night, that being naked
all of the time has you thinking about sex; maybe that -(TM)s just a
natural consequence of everything else that has happened this weekend.  But
do you really need to do this?  Look, I love you and nothing you do will
change that, but I was brought up believing that sex is private, not
public. -  -œI don -(TM)t deny that being naked has me thinking about it,
but not in the way Sally thought.  I won -(TM)t deny that the idea of
making love with you sounds really good right now, but her argument was
premised on the belief that we don -(TM)t have enough will power to resist
the urge.  If you say you don -(TM)t want me to do this, I will understand
and I will have the willpower to wait until we are alone, or at least I am.
But this is more than that.  I don -(TM)t have anything to hide behind
anymore.  What you see is what you get and what you -(TM)re seeing right
now is someone who desires sexual gratification.  Since that is who I am,
part of getting rid of the roles that others expect me to play is not
hiding stuff from anyone.  Does that make any sense to you? -  -œThis is
just one more barrier between you and the others that you want to remove.
Did I get that right? -  -œPerfectly, - I said as I leaned into him and
turned my face up for a kiss.  As our tongues danced with each other, I
felt myself shudder, but in a good way.  We went back downstairs holding
each other -(TM)s hand and Brian called everyone over.  -œLeah wants to say
something, - he announced to the group.  -œAs you might imagine, this
weekend has been quite an experience for me.  I have opened myself up to
all of you in a way that I never thought possible.  And in doing so, I have
learned several things.  First, I have learned to trust you.  It would have
been easy for any of you to take pictures of me and ruin me by sending them
to my family or others.  I don -(TM)t believe that has happened and I thank
you for that.  -œBut more importantly, I have learned to share myself with
you and to not hide anything about myself.  When you have asked me
questions about how I felt, I have always answered it honestly and without
any evasion.  So some of you may have heard some of this, but for everyone
else I need to say it again so everyone understands.  What I have enjoyed
most about this weekend is not being able to hide anything from you.  I
have made myself vulnerable to you; I have put myself in a position where
it would have been easy for any of you to take advantage of that.  And even
if someone had taken advantage of me in some way, I think I would have
continued because it is the fact that I am unable to keep my secrets from
you that I have found so satisfying.  -œI want you to know that I have
enjoyed having you look at me.  And I know that most of the guys have
enjoyed looking, judging by the bulges in their jeans. - That got everyone
laughing and I waited until it stopped to continue.   -œBut there is one
more thing that I have shared with only three of you and I think I need to
share it with everyone or else I will feel that there is still a secret
about me that you don -(TM)t know.  -œThis whole thing started over a
debate between nudity and sex.  I maintained that it was possible to be
naked and refrain from intercourse.  I want you to know that I am still a
virgin and intend to remain that way for awhile.  However, I will admit to
the connection between being naked around clothed people and a certain
level of sexual arousal. - Again everyone laughed, including me, and I
waited for the laughter to peter out before I went on.   -œI know that my
body has betrayed me over and over again this weekend as you saw fluid
leaking from my vagina and run down my thigh or my nipples crinkle up and
grow hard.  No, let me change that, my body hasn -(TM)t betrayed me at all
because that is who I am and it was simply showing you that I am a female
and a sexual being.  It demonstrated for you who I really am; it wasn
-(TM)t an act of betrayal; it was an act of honesty and openness.  -œSo
there is one more thing I need to do this weekend to complete the journey I
have been on since Saturday night when I first stripped off my clothes and
showed you my body.  In many ways, that was an easier task than showing you
my mind but as I have learned to trust you, you have helped make it easier
for me to be even more honest about who and what I am.  I am going to
invite anyone who will be offended to go upstairs for a while because in a
few minutes I am going to kneel down on the floor and masturbate myself to
orgasm and perhaps do it many times if that is what I feel I need.  By
doing this I want to share with you the joy I feel about being a woman,
about being completely female and completely truthful about my own needs
and desires.  Again, if you will be offended, you should leave now. - I
stood among them in complete silence.  It only took Sally a moment to
announce that she had no desire to see the slut fuck herself and she
tromped upstairs in a huff.  But she was the only one who left.  I waited
another minute or so then slowly sank to my knees and sat back on my heels.
I opened my knees as wide as I could and used both hands on my breasts to
rub them.  They didn -(TM)t need much stimulation because as I was
explaining what I was about to do, my body began preparing itself.  I
looked down at my open cunt and could see the moisture already glistening
on its light pink inner lips.  My right hand went to my pussy as my left
continued massaging my breast.  As my finger slipped inside me, I moaned in
pleasure. I wanted to see them see me so I kept my eyes open and turned my
head to see as many of them as possible.  I used my finger to slowly circle
my clit, barely touching it so I could stretch this out as long as
possible. Within moments the pleasure I was feeling began to build and I
moaned out loud again as if I was urging my finger to go faster.  I forced
myself to slow down and relaxed my body as I put my left hand on the floor
behind me so I could lean back and lift my pelvis up into my hand cupping
my pussy.  It felt so good that I forgot about the people watching me as I
rubbed my button. Now my body was jerking around a little, as if it was
trying to find a position that would maximize my pleasure.  I felt as if a
heat source was positioned inside my vagina and was radiating outward
through my skin.  By then I could no longer hold back and I brought my self
to orgasm, crying out with pleasure as I continued playing with myself
throughout the climax. It seemed to last an eternity but it eventually
passed all the way through me as I continued twitching and shaking.  I did
not stop there, however, and kept rubbing my clit but now I had a second
finger inside me to speed up my next orgasm.  Without removing my fingers,
I laid down backwards with the back of my thighs lying on top of my calves.
This stretched me and forced my pussy to open even more as my butt was
still resting on my heels, keeping my hips and pussy elevated off the
floor. Suddenly I cried out and shook my head resting on the floor back and
forth as the second orgasm washed over me.  If anything, this one lasted
longer than the first and I felt my hips jerking upward as I arched my back
so much that the top of my head was almost touching the floor. I still wasn
-(TM)t satisfied so I continued masturbating.  I was no longer aware of the
people around me.  Even my body did not feel the floor beneath me.  All I
could feel was my clit being rubbed with my finger and the waves of
pleasure washing over me, pounding me, like the surf pounds the beach.  I
had lost all track of time but it couldn -(TM)t have been more than a few
seconds before I reached my third climax.  This one was the strongest and
longest yet and I bucked and my body shook, somehow trying to deny that I
could feel this much pleasure.  It went on and on as I thrashed about, my
hand pressed deep into my pussy to keep my fingers inside me. Finally it
was over but still I shook and twitched on the floor.  I rolled over on my
side and extended my legs relaxing the strain on my hamstrings caused by
having my legs doubled up underneath me.  I just lay there quietly,
reliving the orgasm in my mind. No one bothered me or disturbed me in any
way.  I don -(TM)t know how long they stood around me watching me but I
could sense, almost as if it was in the far distance, that they began to
disburse.  Brian knelt down beside me and touched my cheek with his hand. I
finally acknowledged him by turning my head so I could look up at him. 
-œMy God, I thought you were going to die there for a minute. -  -œNo, -
I whispered, smiling,  -œif that kind of pleasure could kill us, the human
race would have been extinct long ago. - He helped me to my feet and I
told him I needed a shower.  By his look, he asked me if I wanted him to
come with me, but I shook my head no. As I let the hot water pour over me,
I reflected on everything that had happened to me so far.  I looked back on
my experience not with shame or humiliation but with pride; pride that I
was strong enough to strip myself in front of everyone, pride that I didn
-(TM)t play games and showed everyone who I really was, pride that I had
satisfied Brian and he had satisfied me without hesitation or reservation,
and finally pride that I had been able to tear away the last and most
intimate veil of secrecy that left me totally exposed to twenty couples. 
Then I washed my hair and scrubbed my body, dried myself off, redid my face
and nipples, and was going to go back downstairs to see if there were any
consequences from my performance. But I found everyone in the living room
gathered around the picture window cheering and laughing.  I asked someone
at the back of the crowd what was happening and they said the plows had
gone by while I was in the shower.  A couple of the boys were at the end of
the driveway digging out the snow that had been pushed into the drive by
the plows.  It took about an hour and half for them to move all of the snow
to the sides of the drive.  As they came back up the drive, everyone went
to get their things and go home.  I watched from the window as car after
car pulled out.  Finally there were just four of us; Brian, Tom, Sally, and
me.  -œWell, do you concede? - I asked her. The look of hatred on her face
was almost too much to look at and I wondered if she was going to have a
seizure she was so angry.  -œNot until you prove you -(TM)re still a
virgin, - she spat out at me. I grabbed her hand and pulled her into the
kitchen, telling Brian to get me an old rag.  I grabbed a spatula with a
long round handle from a drawer and took the rag Brian had brought to me. 
-œI -(TM)m going to break my hymen now and when I bleed, you will have to
admit I -(TM)m still a virgin.  As much as I would like Brian to be the one
to do it sometime in the future, I -(TM)ll do it myself right now if that
-(TM)s what it takes to prove it to you.  I -(TM)ll even let you suck the
blood from my pussy, you witch, if that -(TM)s what you want. - She
grabbed Tom -(TM)s hand and pulled him from the kitchen.  I heard the door
slam, their car start up, and watched from the picture window as they
pulled out of the drive.  Just as they reached the road, another car was
pulling in and the second car stopped to let Sally and Tom out.  -œOh my
God, - I cried.   -œIt -(TM)s your parents.  Quick, get my clothes. -
Brian ran out to the garage and got my bag from his trunk.  He was
unzipping it and pulling out my clothes as he ran back in.  I threw them on
and had just pulled the sweater over my head as the door opened.  If they
hadn -(TM)t taken the time to get their luggage from the trunk, they would
have found me standing in their living room in my bra and panties. It felt
so strange to be standing there in clothes as we greeted them.  I felt the
urge to rip them off my body so I could once again be free to be myself but
I knew that my extraordinary weekend was over.  Brian quickly told them how
twenty-two of us had been snowed in all weekend and that they could expect
to see a rather large charge on their credit card from the convenience
store on the next bill.  Then he said he needed to take me home.  I got my
dress from the guest room and my purse from upstairs and put on my jacket
while Brian warmed up his car. We didn -(TM)t talk about the weekend during
the drive, but about the future.  He would be leaving in a few months for
Ann Arbor and I asked him if I could come for a visit some time.  -œOf
course.  If we -(TM)re going to be going there together the year after
next, you need to get the lay of the land, - he said with a big grin on
his face.  -œCan I stay in your room when I come? -  -œSure, most of the
dorms at U of M are co-ed anyway.  That shouldn -(TM)t be any problem at
all. - We were quiet for a few minutes then I told him I had one more
question.  He said to go ahead and ask.  -œCan I remain naked all weekend
when I come? -



   Part 2 - My Naked Week

   The first day we were back in school after the snowstorm was Wednesday.
I had spent Saturday evening, all day Sunday, and most of Monday at Brian
-(TM)s house naked with twenty other couples after the snowstorm made the
roads impassable.  Brian couldn -(TM)t wait to tell me what happened after
he took me home and returned to his house.  We didn -(TM)t have any classes
together because he was a senior about to graduate and I was only a junior
so I had to wait until lunch to hear all about it. He told us that his
parents grilled him about what went on while they were stuck in San
Francisco.  He explained that the snowstorm hadn -(TM)t really started when
the prom ended so everyone came over for the party just the way he had
planned.  It wasn -(TM)t until later that he realized that everyone was
stranded there.  His parents asked him about sex and he told them that
while he couldn -(TM)t watch everyone all the time, the girls slept in the
bedrooms and the boys downstairs.  As far as he knew, they might have been
some making out, but he wasn -(TM)t aware of any sex. So his parents then
checked all of the sheets looking for semen stains and went though the
trash looking for beer bottles and used condoms.  It wasn -(TM)t until they
completed their search that they apologized and said they believed him.
Sally on the other hand was busy telling everyone at school what a tramp I
was.  According to the terms of our bet, she was supposed to apologize to
me in health class and admit she was wrong.  Of course she didn -(TM)t
apologize, nor did she admit that I had proven her wrong.  What she did
instead was spread stories about me and what happened that weekend. 
Unfortunately for me, most of her stories were factual.  However, unknown
to me, Brian had talked with everyone else who was there, including Sally
-(TM)s boyfriend Tom, and every single one of them agreed to repudiate
Sally -(TM)s stories.  Then the paper picked up on the rumors and ran a
story about the teenage orgy that occurred during the snowstorm. Brian
-(TM)s parents wrote a letter to the editor that explained their actions
when they got home, including their search for evidence of alcohol
consumption or sex.  They wrote that they searched the trash and examined
the laundry for any sign of wrong doing and found nothing.  They also
demanded that their letter be printed on the front page beside a retraction
or their attorneys would be contacting them about the libel suit.  The
letter and retraction were published on the front page of the next issue
and the paper attributed the error to a disturbed girl who had just broken
up with her boyfriend. Tom had called the editor after the story appeared
and told him that he had just dumped Sally because her right wing Christian
extremism was driving them apart.  It also helped that everyone else who
was there phoned the paper after the story appeared and denied it.  Just
one picture from anyone would have been enough to disprove our story but
none ever surfaced and I took that as a sign that the trust I placed in my
friends was justified.  So Sally was branded as a shrew and a liar.  Her
social life in that town was over.  In fact, instead of coming back for her
senior year, she went to live with an aunt in Minnesota and graduated from
high school there in a move arranged by her parents. Obviously, my parents
questioned me both before and after the story.  I faced my first
interrogation after Brian dropped me off.  I told them about a lot of stuff
that happened, like Brian and some others wading through the snow to get us
food, and the effort everyone made to dig out the driveway.  I also told
them that I didn -(TM)t have intercourse with Brian, which was true, and
that I wasn -(TM)t aware of any other couple that made love while we were
there.  Then after the article was published, I had to go through the whole
thing again. About a week after the first article, the newspaper arranged
to interview everyone who was there and ran another article a few days
later about how we got through our ordeal without panicking.  The article
concluded with praise for the parents of the teenagers at the party for
raising us to be the responsible and moral adults of tomorrow.  I was a
little worried about the interviews because I knew they would catch any
little inconsistency but actually it turned out pretty well.  Nobody really
had to lie about anything so everybody -(TM)s stories matched pretty
closely.  They just had to omit the fact that I was naked the whole time
and not say anything about the things I had done. After the second article,
the trust our parents had in us rose exponentially and to our credit, none
of us involved in the party tried to abuse it.  I guess that -(TM)s what
made my naked week possible later that summer. So now I will fast forward
to the end of July.  Brian is going to leave for college in about four
weeks as are many of the other seniors who were at the party.  I have about
five weeks before my senior year of high school begins.  Brian -(TM)s
parents have to go to Europe for ten days for their business leaving Brian
alone at the house.  So he asks his parents if he can have some friends
stay with him that week as a last get together before they go to different
schools around the state and in two cases, to California and Massachusetts.
Brian doesn -(TM)t try to scam them; he tells them that he wants to invite
four other couples and me. Brian -(TM)s parents are a little unsure so they
call the parents of the other teens and ask them to come over to the house
one evening with their kids.  They present Brian -(TM)s proposal and
discuss it with the other parents while we are all sitting there listening.
Brian -(TM)s mother almost clinched it when she said she believed Brian
about no sex and no booze.  Then she went on to say that in just a few
weeks all of the kids but me would be off to college and free to engage in
whatever behavior they chose, and she believed that all of us recognized
that there were consequences to our actions.  She went on to argue that
since they were going to lose supervision of most of us in another few
weeks anyway, they had to decide if they wanted to treat us as children for
a short time or recognize that we were adults now and treat us that way.
Then my dad spoke.   -œFor all of you, I can understand your argument and I
would agree with it if Leah were also leaving for college.  But she isn
-(TM)t.  Yes, she is eighteen but she is still our responsibility.  I
-(TM)m not sure I can agree to this. - Brian was going to say something
but I put my hand on his arm to stop him and spoke instead.   -œDad, I won
-(TM)t lie to you, Brian and I have talked about having sex before and
there were times when it was mighty tempting like during the snowstorm. 
But I am still a virgin and I promise you that if you let me do this, I
will return a virgin.  We -(TM)ve agreed to wait for sex exactly because of
the consequences Mrs.  McNally mentioned a few minutes ago.  And if you don
-(TM)t agree that I can spend the nights here like everyone else, I would
still be spending my days here and just commuting early in the morning and
late at night.  Brian and I only have a few more weeks together before he
leaves and we want to spend as much of it together as we can.  But spending
time together and having sex are not synonymous.  Whatever you decide, I
will of course honor your decision, but I hope you will let me do this. -
And that was the speech that clinched the deal.  My mother put her hand on
my father -(TM)s cheek and told him that she trusted me and that I hadn
-(TM)t done anything to deserve their distrust.  She said that it would be
a shame if they punished me for something I might do instead of something I
already did.  My father nodded and agreed that it was okay. The next day,
the ten of us met at the park to make plans.  Brian was going to load up on
groceries for the week and wanted to find out what people liked and
disliked.  He also explained that he promised his parents no sex and that
meant no intercourse.  The boys would share two bedrooms and the girls the
other two, including the master bedroom with its own bath.  If that wasn
-(TM)t acceptable, they should not come.  He went on to acknowledge that
anything short of intercourse was okay as long as it was kept private. 
Then he looked at me to continue the discussion. I said,  -œIt is my
intention to remain naked the entire week but once again, and I know I
probably don -(TM)t need to say this, no pictures that could leak out and
cause embarrassment to me or my family.  I don -(TM)t know if any of you
have considered trying it but I would suggest to you that it takes a
particular frame of mind to get through it.  I had to because of my bet
with Sally and my refusal to let her win so I had a strong motivation.  But
if you do decide you want to do it, I ask that you do as I will do and have
your clothes locked up the entire week.  If it is something that you can
jump in and out of based on your mood, then it turns it into something
without real value.  At least, that -(TM)s the way I see it.  So, is anyone
else in? - Kara looked around at everyone and spoke for the group.   -œNo,
I don -(TM)t think so.  You will be the only one.  I told you how much I
admired what you were doing the last time but that doesn -(TM)t mean I want
to emulate it.  While you are comfortable like that because you believe
that being vulnerable and completely open is a good outcome for you, I
-(TM)m not sure that any of us have reached the point where we could
duplicate your outlook. -  -œI understand.  There is just one more thing
then.  Brian and I will respect the privacy rule for anything we do
together, just as you will.  But I must be allowed to do things to myself
when we are together.  If the need is upon me, I will not hide it from you.
Agreed? - They all agreed so we made plans to meet at Brian -(TM)s house
at about eight in the morning the day after his parents leave for Europe,
two days from then.  I could feel the excitement building in me knowing
that I was once again going to be nude around everyone and have to be
completely open about what I was feeling.  It was such a relief for me not
to have to hide anything from anyone, not having to pretend to be the same
as everyone that I could barely wait for the day to arrive.  The night
before, while I was packing, my mother came up to my room to see me. 
-œLeah, I meant what I said at the McNally -(TM)s about trusting you, but I
think your father assumed that I meant it in the same way he did.  You are
a beautiful and intelligent young woman and if you decide to make love with
Brian, I won -(TM)t think any less of you.  What I wanted to say, and
couldn -(TM)t in front of your father, was that I trusted you to give
yourself to someone you love and who loves you in return, not just for the
experience of having sex, but because you really wanted to share your love
in a physical way.  I don -(TM)t think you are too young to make that
decision, and I just wanted you to know that. - I was crying by the time
she finished.  I threw my arms around her neck and hugged her just like I
did when I was a little girl.   -œMom, - I said pulling away from her, 
-œsomeday I may tell you about the snowstorm and about this week, but the
one thing I can tell you now is that Brian and I are not ready yet.  I
think we will be soon, and when it happens, you will be the first person I
tell.  But even if I wanted to, I promised Dad and I won -(TM)t break that
promise.  And thank you for everything.  I know I don -(TM)t say it as
often as I used to but I love you. - She nodded and left me alone to
finish packing. The next morning my father drove me to Brian -(TM)s. 
Before I got out of the car, he kissed my forehead and told me to have a
good time.  I got out and took my bag from the back seat, waved to him, and
ran up to the front door.  Brian was there to greet me and gave me a huge
hug, lifting my feet off the ground as my father pulled away.  I had wanted
to be the last to arrive so that they could watch me undress because I
thought it important that they see me as I shed my clothes and my pretenses
with them.  Brian carried my bag downstairs to the basement where everyone
was waiting. Kara was still with Zeb, but Beth was dating Tom, Sally -(TM)s
old boyfriend.  The other two couples were Robin, who I had been friends
with since we were in the Brownies and her boyfriend Shane, and Terri and
Heater.  His real name was Heathrow but other than an occasional teacher
who didn -(TM)t know any better, everyone had called him Heater since grade
school.   -œWell, are you ready, Leah? - Brian asked.  -œI have been ready
for this since the snowstorm.  I never expected that I would have another
chance so soon. - Everyone sat down on the floor in a semi-circle and I
stood in front of them and started removing my clothes.  Unlike last time,
however, when I moved slowly and stalled as much as I could, this time I
fairly tore them from my body.  It took me less than a minute to get naked
and as soon as I was, I stretched like a cat waking from a nap.  I lifted
my arms straight up as far as I could while I stood on my toes and I felt
the way it pulled my breasts taut and flattened them against my chest.  I
stretched my legs back behind me one at a time and felt the muscles pulling
and loosening up.  I stood straight up and twisted from side to side as I
felt the stiffness ooze out of me.  I was even more aware of the feeling of
the rug on the soles of my feet.  Once again I was free and it felt
terrific.  I knelt down facing them and sat back on my heels with my knees
spread so that my slit was plainly visible.  I had stopped shaving a week
after the snowstorm and now I used a hair removal lotion to keep my pussy
bald.  Brian put my clothes and shoes in my bag and took it upstairs to
lock it in the trunk of his car.  -œLeah, your nipples!  What did you do to
them? - asked Beth. My nipples were a deep reddish brown, almost mahogany
color.  Naturally, they are pale pink, barely distinguishable from my skin.
 -œWell, I really liked the way they looked when they were darker but
coloring them every day when no one else would see them but me seemed kind
of stupid.  Plus the color comes off on the bra cups and I was worried my
mom might ask about it when she saw my bras in the laundry.  So I found a
better way.  There is some non-toxic dye that people use for temporary
tattoos and I have spent a couple of weeks rubbing some in every night
after using a blow dryer to open the pores so the dye would soak in before
drying.  If I stopped completely, they -(TM)d go back to their original
color in a few months.  I -(TM)m at the point now where I -(TM)ll only
color them every couple of weeks to keep them this shade.  It really makes
them stand out, don -(TM)t you think?  -œThey -(TM)re lovely, Leah, but if
the goal is to not hide your real self, isn -(TM)t it cheating? -  -œNo
more so than when you put the lipstick on them the first time or the fact
that I still wear make-up on my face when I -(TM)m naked.  But this is
really more about vanity than anything else.  I like them better now that
they stand out.  I want people to see them and this makes it possible,
well, at least easier. -  -œYou really do take joy in being naked around
us, don -(TM)t you? - Terri asked.  -œOh, yeah.  This is the most
wonderful feeling I know. -  -œWhen you made that speech before you
masturbated the last time, I wasn -(TM)t sure if you really meant it or
were just saying it to rationalize your behavior. -  -œThat first night
was hard, and thinking about it after that weekend, I probably had lots of
other ways I could have dealt with Sally.  I certainly didn -(TM)t have to
offer to strip to win a debate with her.  But I think that I was trying to
be so many different things to so many people, that it was driving me nuts.
My subconscious was fighting against all the roles I felt I had to play.  I
felt I had to be one way at school for the teachers and another way at
work. I have one role for my parents and a different one for Brian and
still another for classmates.  Look, you guys are probably better at
balancing all that stuff than I am and it was driving me crazy.  There were
nights when I cried myself to sleep wondering why I couldn -(TM)t just be
me and if people disapproved, so be it.  I think some of it also came from
being more cut off from you guys after my accident.  Because now that I was
in different classes, I didn -(TM)t see you as much and we didn -(TM)t talk
as much.  So a lot of my support was missing.  -œThat -(TM)s when my
subconscious came up with an ingenious solution.  If I was naked in front
of everyone, I could shed my roles with my clothes and just be myself.  I
did some research on dreams and when you dream that you are naked in public
it means you are hiding something about yourself but you want to share it
with others.  And since your subconscious controls your dreams, it seems to
me that it was trying to teach me about myself, but instead of using a
dream, it used real life.  Maybe this is all bull but I feel it is close to
the truth, at least as far as it relates to me.  I -(TM)m not sure that I
could even have this conversation with you if I was wearing clothes.  That
-(TM)s how much being naked frees me. - Kara jumped in at that point.  
-œBefore we go too far afield, can we come back to your tits for a moment?
Does using the dye on them change the texture?  Do they feel the same to
the touch? -  -œYou -(TM)ve felt them before.  Come over here and touch
them now and you tell me. - Brian returned and joined the others sitting
across from me as she crawled forward on her hands and knees and reached
out to touch one of them.  Her touch was cool and gentle and as soon as she
made contact with the nipple, it crinkled and became very hard.  -œWow, it
feels perfectly natural and look how fast it reacted to my touch. - 
-œAnyone else want to touch them? - I asked. To my delight, they all said
yes.  I spent the next ten minutes having my nipples rubbed by nine people
as they sat cross-legged in front of me.  Even Kara had a second helping.
It was fun and when it was over, we were all laughing.  Also, I was leaking
as I got felt up by everyone and I wasn -(TM)t sure how long I could hold
out against my need for an orgasm. Then Brian said he had the perfect game
to play with a naked girl and asked if anyone was interested.  We all
agreed so he got up and went to a closet.  When I saw what he brought back
I jumped up clapping my hands and laughing.  It was Twister.  He hadn
-(TM)t told me that he was going to do that but I had to agree; it is the
perfect game to play with a naked girl.  It -(TM)s also the perfect game to
play if you are a naked girl and want to show off your body to others in
every position imaginable.  Before we began, Brian announced that he had a
prize in mind for the winner. So for the next two hours we played with the
winner playing the next game.  Being shorter than everyone, I had a
distinct advantage because I could keep my balance better in tight spaces
but what was so great about it was that every time I came in contact with
someone else I could feel their clothes rubbing against my bare skin so it
was a constant reminder of my nudity in a tactile way instead of just a
visual one.  The other thing I loved about it was that every part of my
body was exposed to them.  I found myself in positions where my ass, pussy,
and breasts were all prominently on display at one time or another. The
other advantage I had was that it was probably a little disconcerting for
them to play with someone who was naked.  I won a couple of early games
because they were afraid of touching me inappropriately but I cured them of
that by making sure that I touched them inappropriately, so after awhile,
they stopped worrying about it and just had fun.  Once I had one of the
guys leg between mine so my pussy was rubbing up against his thigh. 
Another time, the situation was a little different because I had my forearm
rubbing another guy -(TM)s crotch as I reached for a spot.  I lost one game
when Brian copped a quick feel of my pussy while we were moving and his
touch was so electric that I jumped and fell off one of my spots. I
probably spent half of the two hours playing and that was fine with me and
them because when they weren -(TM)t playing they got to watch a naked girl
contort her body into strange positions.  And I got to have everyone
staring at me as I moved to get to the next spot while rubbing them with my
naked body. Brian had been keeping score of how many games each of us won
and I was far ahead when we decided to call it quits.  As Heater put the
game away, Brian asked me if I was ready for my prize.  I told him that of
course I was so he went back to the closet.  He got out a huge beach towel
and a couple of plastic bottles.  He spread the towel out on the floor and
told me to lie face down on it.  I stretched out on the towel and waited
for what was coming next.  This was another one of his surprises that he
hadn -(TM)t shared with me.  -œYou are now going to get a massage by eight
people at once.  Girls kneel down on the right side, boys on the left. 
Here is a bottle of massage oil for each side.  You get thirty minutes this
way then we flip you over and do thirty minutes with you on your back.  I
will be the official timekeeper.  Okay, you can start now. - I had a
sudden thought.   -œWait.  Brian, if someone else had won, would he or she
have had to strip for a massage? -  -œNo, I had something else in mind for
a prize if anyone else won.  But this is what I had in mind for you and I
had faith that you would come through, honey. -  -œThank you.  I love you,
you know. -  -œI most certainly do know and by the way, I love you, too.
Gentlemen and ladies, you may begin. - I had never had a massage before so
I don -(TM)t know how good they were compared to a spa massage, but I was
in heaven for the next hour as eight pairs of hands massaged every muscle
in my body.  At first I marveled at what good friends I had.  Here were
four girls who were not only allowing their boyfriends to put their hands
all over a naked girl but they were also taking part in it.  After the
snowstorm it took me some time to realize that one of the most amazing
things about the experience was the complete lack of jealousy that weekend.
I don -(TM)t know if everyone in that larger group would have put up with
this but among the ten of us there was not one instance that I could point
to where anyone expressed an objection to anything they or their boyfriend
or girlfriend was asked to do and many were far more intimate than anything
we did on my first naked weekend.  And that included Brian who not only was
allowing four other guys to feel me up, but actually suggested it. Then I
had to stop thinking and just enjoy the feeling of all those hands rubbing
the oil into my body.  I felt my legs pulled open so that they could reach
the inside of my thighs.  Other hands were on my shoulders and back and
calves.  The two at my feet, Shane and Robin spent a lot of time massaging
the soles of my feet and I giggled because some of it really tickled. 
After thirty minutes, Brian told me to turn over and now I was face up with
my breasts and pussy available and they took full advantage of my exposure,
even the girls. All too soon, Brian called time again.  Everyone stood up
and Brian helped me to my feet.  He told everyone that they could take
turns washing the oil off their hands in the restroom but now it was his
turn.  He picked up the beach towel and wrapped me up in it then rubbed me
all over to remove the excess oil.  He took his time and by the time he
finished everyone was back and I was so turned on that my pussy was like
Niagara Falls it was leaking so much. I sat down on the couch and spread my
legs.  Then I masturbated while they watched me.  When my orgasm hit me, I
moaned softly and my body quivered for a long time after it was over.  When
I recovered, Brian suggested we go upstairs for lunch.  I washed my hands
at the kitchen sink and the other girls and I made sandwiches and poured
sodas for everyone.  The guys were seated at the table already and we gave
them theirs and went back to the kitchen for our own.  We sat around the
table eating and sharing funny stories from high school.  Other than the
fact that I was naked and had just masturbated while everyone watched, we
were like any other group of teenagers hanging out.  -œSo what would you
like to do after lunch? - Brian asked. Everyone came up with suggestions,
and then Tom asked if we would like to play some football in the backyard.
It was a gorgeous day, about seventy-five degrees and sunny with a little
breeze, so everyone quickly agreed.  The game was two-hand touch anywhere
and Heater, Brian, Beth, Robin, and I were one team.  There wasn -(TM)t
another neighbor within a half mile of Brian -(TM)s house so we didn -(TM)t
worry about privacy. So for the next two hours, I got to run around naked
in the sunshine getting mauled by my friends.  Sometimes the two hand touch
got a little energetic and we often ended up in piles rolling around in the
grass laughing like crazy.  Pretty soon we stopped keeping score because we
got so caught up in having fun playing that the score wasn -(TM)t
important. When we decided to stop, everyone was dirty and sweaty so the
next stop would be the showers.  The boys let us go first so we headed to
the master bedroom.  The shower was huge, easily big enough for three, a
little cramped with four, and five made it impossible to bend over. Then I
had an idea.   -œHey, listen; there is something I want to do for you.  The
massage you gave me was so great; I want to pay you back.  How about if I
take two of you at a time into the shower and wash you?  That will save
some hot water for the boys compared to five showers and it gives me a
chance to treat you after what you did for me.  Beth and Kara quickly
agreed but I noticed that Terri was holding back a little.  Beth and Kara
stripped off their clothes and we got in the shower together.  I pulled
them away from the spray and lathered up bath sponge and went back and
forth first doing one part of one then the same part of the other.  I didn
-(TM)t linger at their breasts or pussies because I didn -(TM)t want to
give them the wrong idea and Terri and Robin were watching me wash them. 
Maybe if it had just been the three of us, I might have done it differently
but sensing Terri -(TM)s discomfort with the idea made me cautious. Beth
and Kara got out of the shower and Terri and Robin came in.  I did Robin
all over first to show Terri that everything was okay.  When it was Terri
-(TM)s turn, she was a little tense but she relaxed a little after I
finished scrubbing her and she got out.  Then I washed myself, turned the
water off, and dried myself off.  All together, the five of us had only
taken about fifteen minutes in the shower.  It would have been longer if we
had to wash our hair, of course, but we all settled for a thorough rinse to
save time and hot water. Kara told the boys that the shower was ready and
we took turns fixing each other -(TM)s hair while the four of them were
wrapped in towels.  Of course, I discarded mine as soon as I was dry.  Just
a little make-up on my face and I was ready to face the world again.  Well,
maybe not the world because I was naked, but at least ready to face my
friends feeling clean and refreshed. I went downstairs while the other
girls were getting dressed and the boys were showering.  I waited in the
kitchen and pretty soon everyone had joined me there.  Brian was the last
to arrive, half way grumbling that maybe it was a good thing that he had to
take a cold shower with me running around naked.  I laughed so hard I
almost fell down when he said it.  Then he asked what we wanted for dinner.
That -(TM)s when Terri took charge.  She shooed the boys down to the
basement, telling them to watch sports or play video games or do whatever
boys do when they are alone.  She took a quick look through the fridge and
freezer, found everything she wanted, and started giving us directions
about what to do. An hour and a half later we called the boys up from the
basement and served them salad, rare London Broil, garlic mashed potatoes
and gravy, and creamed spinach.  The food was delicious which surprised and
delighted everyone but Heater who already knew what a marvel Terri was in
the kitchen.  -œSo Leah, explain something to me, - said Robin.   -œI did
some research on dominance and submission for my AP psychology class and
you seem to fit the classic submissive profile.  Role confusion, enforced
nudity, and the desire to please are all indicators of a submissive
personality.  I -(TM)m a little surprised by the fact that you don -(TM)t
act more submissive, or even slavishly.  How do you manage to keep from
crossing that line? -  -œI -(TM)ve done research on that and exhibitionism
myself since that weekend just to help me understand myself better.  First,
with submissiveness, I don -(TM)t think I could do that for a couple of
reasons.  I put myself in this position so I could feel good about myself,
to get rid of the pretense and let people see the real me.  If I gave
others the control and let them put me in this position, I would feel shame
and humiliation.  I did feel a little humiliation the first time, but it
passed pretty quickly and I really don -(TM)t feel that anymore.  As for
shame, I don -(TM)t think that is a good thing to feel and don -(TM)t want
any part of it.  Also, the key is for me to be me, to let you see me just
as I am.  In a submissive role, I would have to be what my dominant wanted
me to be and that would defeat the purpose of exposing my self to you.  And
by expose, I don -(TM)t just mean my body; I also mean my feelings and
thoughts.  When I masturbated earlier today, it was because I felt the need
very strongly and did not want to hide that need from anyone.  But as a
submissive, I could have been denied the right by my dominant to
masturbate, thereby hiding my true feelings and needs.  -œAs for
exhibitionism, my understanding is that it is a disorder only when it
interferes with other life activities.  It -(TM)s broken into two
categories; indecent exposure when the intent is harmful to others, like a
guy flashing his genitals to little girls, or non-harmful.  Obviously, I
don -(TM)t have any intent to harm anyone here with my nakedness and it
certainly has not interfered with any of my life -(TM)s activities.  By
that, I mean avoiding doing something that is required in order to expose
by body.  For example, if I took a job at a strip club in order to satisfy
my need to exhibit myself, and as a result my grades suffered and I was
forced to drop out of school, then you can say that it is interfering with
life -(TM)s activities.  -œSo what is left?  Well, I am a girl who enjoys
being looked at obviously because if I didn -(TM)t, I wouldn -(TM)t be
doing this.  And the feedback I get from all of you, even you girls, but
especially the guys, is that you like looking.  Naked women, no matter how
homely, almost always have some appeal to men because they are hardwired in
the brain that way.  But we also appeal to women.  I -(TM)m sure you have
seen paintings of naked women, sometimes with men around like Luncheon on
the Grass.  Did the women in those painting appeal to you?  Did you see
them as beautiful?  If you are honest with yourselves you probably said yes
because there is something erotically beautiful about a naked woman around
clothed men.  At the same time, you all know that I love Brian and don
-(TM)t represent a threat to any of your relationships, so it makes it
easier for you to accept me this way.  Does that help? - Robin agreed that
it did, and then Terri asked a question.   -œWhat about sex?  Doesn -(TM)t
being naked all the time increase your arousal and your need for sex? - 
-œIt most certainly does! - and everyone laughed hard and long.  When the
laughter died down, I went on.   -œI -(TM)m pretty sure that I feel aroused
more often than you girls do because I am nude and you are not.  In some
ways, Sally was right; there is a connection between nudity and arousal. 
But where I disagreed with her was in the outcome.  It was her belief that
intercourse would be inevitable in this type of situation and I think that
is rather sad because it means she believes that we don -(TM)t have the
willpower to deny ourselves things that we want even if they may harm us. I
believe that people are better than that; I believe that we can control our
desires and act in our best interest even when we want something different.
In that way, I believe that I am more optimistic about people in general
than she is.  And I -(TM)ll tell you what is interesting about that. 
Robin, isn -(TM)t it true that people believe that everyone is like them?
That dishonest people think everyone is dishonest and honest people think
everyone is honest? -  -œYes, all the research suggests that is true.  It
is the fundamental basis for the tests retailers give applicants to see if
they will be conscientious employees.  And it works for lots of things, not
just stealing money or merchandise.  It also applies to things like getting
to work on time and not calling in sick when you are well.  It applies to
working hard instead of trying to avoid working hard while on the clock. 
There are a lot of other applications besides those. -  -œSo can we assume
that Sally, because of her belief about others, may be incapable of
controlling her own behavior in sexual situations? -  -œI would say that
is probably correct. -  -œSo getting back to Terri -(TM)s question, Brian
and I have pleased each other but we have never had intercourse because we
both believe it is not in our best interests at this time.  Last night my
mother came to see me.  You won -(TM)t believe what she told me but the
essence was that if I felt I was ready to make love with Brian, I had her
blessing.  Can you believe that? - It got very quiet around the table for
a few minutes as people digested what I had just said. Then Terri asked
another question and I felt good when she asked because it showed she was
opening up.   -œIn the shower earlier today, was there anything sexual
about that? -  -œMaybe a little but that is only because all of you girls
have great bodies.  They are warm and soft, and curved, and beautiful; not
like all the sharp angles and pointy things the guys have. - I was going
to go when the chuckling tailed off but Kara jumped in before me and
cracked everyone up.   -œIt looks like you have a couple of pointy things
of your own there, Leah. -  -œYeah, but mine are generally softer, not all
hard and stiff like the guys, - I quickly added so everyone could hear
before the laughter got out of control.  When the laughter died down again,
I went on.   -œTo really answer Terri -(TM)s question, being naked makes me
more aware of my sexuality.  I can not help thinking about myself as a
sexual being when I am naked and the rest of you are dressed.  In fact, I
would say that it is on my mind almost constantly.  And if that is who I
am, a sexual being, and it takes me being naked to show you that, then it
is a good thing I am naked.  -œLet me ask you a question, and I -(TM)m
going to phrase this as a hypothetical because I really don -(TM)t want to
upset anyone.  Just suppose that I told you I was going to go up to one of
the bedrooms and wait.  If any of you came in the room, I would perform
oral sex on you.  First, would you come up to the room and second, how
would you feel if your partner came up?  Oh, and Brian, if you -(TM)re not
the first one to haul your ass up to the room, you -(TM)re in real trouble.
But for you, how would you feel about me doing that to anyone else? - I
was so proud of Brian because he answered right away without thinking
first.  -œLeah, you have enough love in you for the whole world and if that
-(TM)s what you wanted to do, I wouldn -(TM)t feel threatened or upset by
it.  I am so secure with your love that I know beyond doubt that I will
always have that special place in your heart; that I will always be the one
you love first, and if you wanted to share that love by doing what you
suggest, not only would I not object, but I would encourage anyone else to
go up to the room.  But just to be clear, you -(TM)re just talking about
the people in this room, not the population in general, correct? -  -œYes,
just you guys.  No one else would be part of this.  Beth, would you do it?
-  -œTo answer the first part, I think I would.  Not because I want to
make love with you and not because I ever fantasized about making it with a
woman, because I never have.  But because it is your way of sharing and it
might hurt you if I didn -(TM)t let you share.  For the second part, if Tom
went up, I think that would be okay, too.  I -(TM)m not worried that he
would dump me for you just because you gave him a blow job because he and I
know you would never leave Brian for him.  But it would be alright for
exactly the same reason I would go myself, because you would see it as a
way of sharing yourself with him. -  -œWell, before any one else answers,
you can think about it because it -(TM)s not going to happen tonight and
probably won -(TM)t happen ever.  But right now, I want to dance with my
guy.  Who else is coming with me? - We didn -(TM)t get to dance right
away, because Terri told the guys that since the girls cooked, they would
have to do the dishes and clean up.  So the five of us went down to the
basement while the guys stayed upstairs to put leftovers away and clean the
kitchen. Beth turned on the music and we sat cross-legged in a circle while
we waited for the guys and Terri asked me if Beth was right, if doing what
I proposed was my way of sharing.  -œIf I did offer it, I think she -(TM)s
right.  But I worry that it might hurt our friendship if I did say I would
do it.  Look, did every one have fun today? - Everyone nodded so I
finished the thought.   -œI did too.  It was a wonderful day, one of the
best of my life.  And I don -(TM)t want to put more days like today in
jeopardy.  You guys are too important to me for me to do something that
might hurt your feelings. -  -œOkay, enough of this serious stuff, - Kara
said.   -œI -(TM)ve never danced with a naked girl and it has always been
near the top of my must do list, so Leah, let -(TM)s dance. - We all
laughed again and as I stood up to I thought about how much laughter we
shared today.  It really was one of the best days of my life.  I was naked
and free to be me and having fun with my best friends.  How could it get
any better than this? Kara and I danced while the other three danced
together and when the song ended, Robin cut in, and then it was Beth -(TM)s
turn after that.  I wondered if Terri would dance with me when the next
song started.  I put it out of my mind and just let the music carry me away
as it directed my body how to move.  At the same time, I was so aware of
every part of my body, my breasts, and stomach, and shoulders, hips, and
legs and how they felt as they shook and swayed.  When the song ended,
Terri piped up with  -œMy turn, - and I danced with her.  I tried to watch
her face and she was smiling as she watched my nude body move around. 
Everything that had been bothering me about Terri -(TM)s reaction in the
shower melted away and I knew that everything would be okay.  She was the
reason I proposed a hypothetical instead of actually offering, well, Brian
too because while I thought I new what his reaction would be, I wasn -(TM)t
positive.  But he had confirmed everything I loved about him; that there
wasn -(TM)t a selfish bone in his body.  We danced to a few more songs then
sat down in the circle again to talk while we waited for the guys. Kara
noticed the change in Terri also and asked her about it.   -œYou look liked
you -(TM)ve had an epiphany, - she told Terri.  -œYeah, I suppose I have.
-  -œWant to tell us about it? -  -œMaybe later.  Is it enough to know
that what was bothering me isn -(TM)t bothering me anymore? -  -œThat
-(TM)s plenty good enough for me, - I told her.   -œIt looked like a
weight had been lifted.  I -(TM)m happy it has and I don -(TM)t really need
to know what it was to be happy about it. -  -œBut you can probably guess,
can -(TM)t you? -  -œYeah, probably, at least two things come to mind that
might have a high probability.  But it -(TM)s enough that you -(TM)re free
of whatever was troubling you. -  -œNo, I guess I do need to share.  You
were troubling me but it really wasn -(TM)t you, it was me.  I guess I
-(TM)ve been so cynical lately that I had trouble believing that with you,
what you see is what you get.  And I guess because we can see so much, -
she said giggling,  -œit was hard for me to believe that you could share
that much without some ulterior motive.  I was in a place where facts didn
-(TM)t matter, it was all about perception.  But finally the facts sank in
and the perception changed.  Make sense? - Everyone understood.  -œSo let
-(TM)s try another hypothetical, - I proposed to the group.   -œSuppose I
came to you and asked you to get me off?  Would you do it? -  -œLet me
answer that one, - Terri started.   -œThis morning, I would have run away
screaming.  But tonight, I think yes, I would do that for you if you asked.
-  -œTongue or finger? - Beth asked her.  -œBeth, don -(TM)t push it.  It
-(TM)s enough that she said yes, - I said. But Terri wasn -(TM)t going to
be denied.   -œBeth, whatever she asked for. - After that, we got a lot
less serious and the conversation could best be described as girl talk. 
Just the five of us sitting around talking about the guys, hair styles and
make-up, clothes, and anything else we wanted to share, except of course
that they were dressed and I was nude. Finally the boys came down and I was
able to dance with Brian.  It felt so good for him to hold me that I just
went limp in his arms.  I didn -(TM)t even notice the other couples dancing
with us.  We didn -(TM)t talk as we danced because the love in his embrace
said everything I wanted to hear and I think he was feeling the same thing.
The music changed to rock and roll and reluctantly he let go of me and we
continued dancing but in a way it was even more intimate than the slow
dance we had just finished because I was dancing for him, not necessarily
with him.  On and on we danced, sometimes holding each other and sometimes
separated by space.  Finally, I pulled him to me and stood on tip toe so I
could whisper in his ear.  -œCan we go some place private?  I really need
to do you.  You -(TM)ve been so patient all day but other than this
dancing, we -(TM)ve barely touched each other. - He took my hand and led
me back upstairs.  We went to his bedroom, which was being shared by the
boys, and he closed the door behind us.  The boys had agreed that the
closed door was the signal not to enter the room.  Then I told him to take
off his clothes.  I had never seen him naked before and I really wanted to
take care of all of him, not just his cock.  He did as I asked and then I
told him to lie down on the floor.  I knelt down beside him and leaned over
to kiss him.  I broke the kiss off more quickly then he would have liked, I
think, but I moved my lips to his neck and shoulder and began kissing him
there.  Then I threw my leg over him and straddled him as I kissed and
licked his chest for a long time, occasionally moving back up to kiss him
on the lips.  So far, I hadn -(TM)t touched his erect penis, other than
brushing against it as I moved.  Once the tip rubbed right up against my
pussy and I almost shoved my hips down so I could impale myself on him, but
I didn -(TM)t because of the promise we made.  My next stop on my tour of
his body was his feet so I turned around and sat on his thighs while I bent
over and nibbled his toes before kissing his legs starting at his ankle and
moving up to his hip.  My kisses moved from his hip across his stomach and
abdomen, and then I went down his other leg from hip to ankle. I lay down
beside him, on my side facing him and kissed his check and lips again. 
Then I whispered in his ear,  -œYou -(TM)re not going to shoot as soon as I
touch it, are you? - He mumbled that he might because the experience had
crossed over from loving to sweet torture quite a while ago.  I got between
his legs and touched the head of his cock with my tongue, making little
circles around it.  He was quivering now, not just his penis but all of
him. I put the head in my mouth and very, very slowly slid down his shaft
until my lips were at the base of his penis.  Then I kept my lips in place
and ran my tongue up and down his cock as much as I could.  I got to the
point where I couldn -(TM)t hold back anymore so I began moving up and down
him, slowly at first but then faster and faster.  I tasted his pre-cum and
knew he was close so I slammed my mouth down to the base of his cock and
held it for just a moment before slowly pulling back up.  At the top, I
slammed my mouth back down and repeated the slow rise up his shaft.  It
only took two or three more of those before he ejaculated and I had my lips
locked around the base of his penis to keep all of it in my mouth. I licked
him clean and lay beside him again with my head on his chest while I used a
finger nail to trace a pattern on his scrotum.  We lay there touching skin
to skin for the first time ever and I just wanted it to go on forever. 
-œAre you ready for me to take care of you? - Brian asked after a few
minutes.  -œNo, don -(TM)t get up.  There is only one part of your anatomy
I want to see rising.  You are such a perfect guy; so kind and unselfish,
that tonight I want this to be all about you.  Don -(TM)t worry about me, I
can take care of that later myself, either with you watching or alone.  I
am here for you right now and no other reason. - Having said that, I took
his penis in my hand and started pulling on it very gently, trying to
encourage it to get hard again.  I was patient and I could tell from Brian
-(TM)s moans that I was making progress.  Then I felt him start to stiffen
again and I squeezed a little harder as I stroked him.  I was also kissing
his neck and shoulder again and I could feel him moving a little against
me. I kept stroking him slowly, without any sense of urgency and let him
respond any way he chose.  But when he wrapped his hand around mine and
started moving it faster I did as he wanted.  He let go of my hand and
without releasing it, I shifted position so I could get my mouth on it
again.  There wasn -(TM)t a break as my hand let go at the same time that
my lips touched his cock and I took him in my mouth.  It didn -(TM)t take
him long to shoot after that and I could tell from how quickly he shrank in
my mouth that he was done for awhile.  I licked him clean and lay down
beside him again with my head on his chest and my hand holding his balls
until I heard him start to snore.  I disengaged from him as quietly and
gently as I could, threw a blanket over him, and went to the master bedroom
to use the bathroom, leaving the bedroom door open to let people know we
were through. When I came out of the bathroom, I went down the hall to see
if anyone was still doing anything.  The other two bedroom doors were
closed and the rest of the house was dark so I went back to the master
bedroom and lay down on the floor to go to sleep. When I woke up, it was
just getting light outside and there were two girls asleep in the bed.  The
other bedroom doors were also closed so I assumed that everyone was still
asleep.  I went back to the bathroom and took a shower, brushed my teeth,
and did all of the other things necessary to get ready for the day.  One of
the nice things about being naked was that I didn -(TM)t have to fuss
around deciding what to wear.  When I was ready, I went to the kitchen and
then the basement to see if anyone else was up.  When I saw that no one
was, I went up to the kitchen and out the back door to watch the sunrise;
remembering how I had done the same thing when it was cold and I had to
climb up the snow piled against the back of the house to get out the door.
I stood there watching for a long time until the sun had cleared the tree
line at the end of the backyard and went back inside.  I was still the only
one up so I went downstairs and turned on the television to catch the news.
It was about an hour later that Brian came down.  He walked over to where I
was sitting on the floor and bent over and kissed the top of my head.  
-œThank you for last night.  Have I told you lately that I think you are
terrific and I love you? -  -œYes, as a matter of fact you have, but you
can never say it too often. -  -œCome on upstairs.  Terri has been making
breakfast and it smells wonderful. - Everyone was already seated at the
table and handing plates to Terri so she could put a serving of some kind
of scrambled egg casserole on them.  There was a big plate of bacon and
another of toast in the center of the table.  The casserole was made with
scrambled eggs, green onions, cheese, and some spices I couldn -(TM)t
identify but it tasted wonderful.  When we finished eating, Brian asked us
if there was anything special anyone wanted to do today.  Nobody had
anything specific so he suggested a walk in the woods and a picnic lunch. I
don -(TM)t think that I showed any panic at the idea of walking around in
the woods naked but that doesn -(TM)t mean that I didn -(TM)t feel it. 
Beth said it sounded like fun and all of a sudden everyone was on board
with the idea.  But Brian had one more surprise in store.  He went out to
the garage and brought in a picnic basket, two small coolers, and three
large blankets.  He put the cooler and the blankets on the floor and the
picnic basket on the table and opened the picnic basket.  He announced that
there were only six plates and sets of silverware in the basket so that
couples would have to share if that was okay.  -œOh, and what -(TM)s this?
- he asked as he pulled out two balls the size of large marbles strung on
a silken cord.  The marbles were spaced about an inch apart and the cord
was knotted at one end against the ball but extended four inches past the
ball at the other end of the string.   -œI picked these up in Kalamazoo the
other day because I thought we might try them out.  Does anyone know what
they are? -  -œOh my God! - exclaimed Robin.   -œAre those what I think
they are? -  -œWhat do you think they are? -  -œAre those Ben Wa balls?
-  -œGive that girl a prize.  That -(TM)s exactly what they are.  Would
you like to explain how they -(TM)re used? -  -œBen Wa balls are inserted
in the vagina.  As the woman moves around, the balls rub against her
clitoris providing a gentle stimulation.  They can cause an orgasm if the
subject is active enough but it usually takes a long period of constant
movement.  A rocking chair is a good example, but walking a long way will
also do it. -  -œI bought these as a present for someone.  Would anyone
like to take a guess who they -(TM)re for? - All eyes turned to me.   -œI
guess that would be me, - I said.  -œNow if you will all come with me, I,
as a certified Ben Wa ball insertion technician, will show you how to do
this. - We all went into the living room and Brian had me lay down on the
couch with my butt up on the arm.  Then he told me to spread my knees, pull
them up toward my shoulders and hold my labia open with my hands.  I was
now exposed completely to their gazes.  He put the balls into my pussy and
I could feel at least one of them against my clit.  He laid the extra
length of string down so that part of it hung outside and told me to let go
and put my legs together.  Then he helped me off the couch. When I stood
up, I let out an involuntary  -œOooohhh, - as the balls began moving
around inside me massaging my clit.  I took a few steps and felt the
stimulation with every one.   -œHow far am I supposed to walk with these
in? - I asked.  -œWell, it -(TM)s probably about a mile and half or two
miles to the meadow where we -(TM)re going to have the picnic but I was
thinking that you should leave them in all day. -  -œOh my, - was all I
could say.  -œTo give you girls a break from cooking, Leah and I will pack
the picnic basket.  We -(TM)ll be ready to go in fifteen minutes. - I went
with him to the kitchen and he started taking stuff from the fridge.  He
had a couple of boxes of fried chicken, a container of potato salad, and
some apples and pears.  I packed the basket as he handed me the food and
added some paper towels to use as napkins.  He got out some bottled water
and put it in the coolers.  In less than the fifteen minutes he promised,
we were ready to go.  Kara had gotten a portable CD player and some disks
so we would have music.  Brian picked up the basket, Tom got the blankets,
Zeb and Heater got the coolers, and Shane took the CD player and music. 
Not only were the balls rubbing gently against my clit, but the string
hanging out was tickling the inside of my thighs when I walked.  I felt a
drop of liquid run down my leg as I became wetter with every step I took.
We went out the back door and across the back yard to the trees.  There was
an opening where a path started and he led us directly to it and into the
woods.  I had been walking beside him holding his hand while we were still
in the yard but the path was only wide enough for one so I fell in behind
him when we entered the trees. I could feel my hips sway more than normal
as we walked across the yard as I tried to increase the stimulation from
the balls.  But once we were inside the trees, I had to focus on where I
put my feet so I didn -(TM)t step on any sticks or sharp rocks.  The
problem was that my brain wanted to focus on my clit, not my steps, so I
really had to concentrate hard on where I walked. Thankfully, the path was
covered with leaves that had fallen for years forming a soft carpet over
the hard ground.  We had walked for about fifteen minutes, maybe a half
mile or so when I told Brian I was about to have an orgasm.  -œKeep
walking, - was all he said. It happened after another hundred yards.  My
body jerked as the orgasm suddenly flashed through me.  It wasn -(TM)t the
massive, intense kind I usually had with Brian or when I masturbated, but
it was strong enough to make me cry out.  Brian turned around and called
out to the group behind me.   -œThat -(TM)s one, if you -(TM)re keeping
track, - he said laughing and he turned around and kept moving forward.
After another half mile, we came to a barbed wire fence running through the
woods and crossing the path.  Brian explained that it used to represent a
property line.  He told Tom to climb the fence then he would hand the girls
over it to him.  Once Tom was on the other side, Brian picked me up as
easily as he would pick up a doll and before I knew it, Tom had an armful
of squealing naked girl.  He set me down gently and Brian handed Beth
across the fence to him.  When all of the girls were across, the boys
climbed it one at a time and jumped down. After another quarter mile, Brian
stopped again and gathered everyone around.   -œThere -(TM)s a house on the
left around that bend.  The trees are pretty thick but it -(TM)s possible
that someone might see Leah through them.  I want you to tighten up as we
go around the bend and Leah, you stay on Tom -(TM)s right side.  He -(TM)s
big enough to block anyone -(TM)s view if someone happens to be looking
into the trees. - We got past the house okay and continued through the
trees in single file.  About three hundred yards before we reached the
meadow, I had my second orgasm.  I bit my lip so I wouldn -(TM)t cry out
but Terri, who was right behind me obviously saw what was happening and
called out,  -œThat -(TM)s two, - and everyone laughed, including me. When
we got to the meadow, the boys trampled down the tall grass and spread the
blankets around so everyone could sit down.  It was still way too early for
lunch but we all took a bottle of water to sip as we talked. After a while,
Brian asked me how I was doing.  I told him that everything was quiet down
there while I looked at my pussy but that I could still feel them inside
me. Then Kara suggested that maybe I would like to dance for them and I
agreed, looking forward to the stimulation from the balls as I danced. 
Beth selected a CD and put it in the player while I stood up.  When the
first cut came on, I called out to stop the music.  It was the Beatles
-(TM) song,Â Twist and Shout. Beth turned off the player and I looked right
at her.   -œThis is a set-up, isn -(TM)t it? - I asked smiling.  -œWell,
Kara and I kind of talked it over and thought it might be interesting to
see what would happen with this song, - Beth said laughing as she turned
the music on again and I began to dance. That one didn -(TM)t do it, nor
did the next three after that.  By then there was a steady stream of
moisture leaking out of me and running down my legs, and in the middle of
the fifth song I had to stop as another orgasm wracked my body. 
Immediately everyone shouted out,  -œThat -(TM)s three. - I sat down still
trembling from my climax and Beth turned the volume down so we could talk
over the music.  Terri asked me what it was like to keep having orgasms
while everyone watched me.   -œIsn -(TM)t there anything that you want to
keep private about yourself? - she finished.  -œI guess the answer to your
second question is no, there is nothing I can think of that I want to hold
back from you, from any of you.  The only way I can explain it is that when
we grew apart after my accident, I felt alone.  I felt like there was no
one to really share my life with.  Until Brian I didn -(TM)t date after I
got out of the hospital, so he was the only one of you that I could talk to
and I didn -(TM)t talk much about my feelings at all because I was afraid
he would think me whiny.  But so much in my life had changed, having to
work to save for college instead of doing other stuff that I wanted to do
and I had to keep all of the regret and recriminations bottled up inside. 
-œBut after the prom I realized that you hadn -(TM)t left me; it was I who
left you.  I didn -(TM)t make any effort to get back into your lives
because I was feeling so sorry for myself.  So now I guess I -(TM)m just
making up for lost time, albeit in an untraditional way.  But there is
nothing that I feel that I want to keep hidden from you anymore.  Anything
I think or feel has to be available to you so that there won -(TM)t be any
barriers between us.  -œAs to the first question, orgasms are wonderful
things and the more the better if you ask me.  So let me turn it around to
you, Terri.  Have you ever been in a situation where you wanted a climax
but couldn -(TM)t do it for one reason or another?  Too many people around
or not in the right place, or some other reason? -  -œI suppose so, yes.
-  -œWell that just isn -(TM)t a problem for me when I am naked and with
you.  If I want one, I have one.  There is no shame in being aroused; nor
is there any humiliation when I give in to my body -(TM)s demands.  It is
who I am when I am naked and, I believe, it is the real me; not some
pretense I choose to show you.  If I could stay like this all the time, I
would.  When our week is up and I have to go back to wearing clothes and
hiding my true self from everyone, it will be a disappointment.  Does that
answer your question? -  -œI suppose so.  But isn -(TM)t your methodology
a little extreme?  Aren -(TM)t there other ways for you to achieve the same
outcome without remaining nude? -  -œMaybe there are, in fact, I -(TM)m
sure there are.  And some of them I -(TM)ve tried to incorporate into my
behavior since the prom.  For example, if Brian asks me what I want to do
on a date, I tell him instead of telling him I -(TM)ll do whatever he would
like to do.  Another example is with my parents.  If they want me to do
something for them and it interferes with what I have planned, I -(TM)ll
ask how important it, or ask if it -(TM)s okay to do it later when it is
more convenient.  So instead of subverting my own needs for others, I
-(TM)ve become more assertive because of the openness I feel when I -(TM)m
nude.  -œBut being naked is the best way for me.  Nothing to hide behind,
nothing to protect myself, nothing to be except what I am; a young woman
who is sexual and vulnerable.  And I love that feeling more than anything
except for Brian.  If he ever even hinted that he was unhappy about what I
was doing, I would stop in an instant.  But I know that he never would; not
just because his girlfriend is naked all of the time and he loves seeing
me, but because he knows, and I know he knows, that this is right for me.
-  -œHow about it, Brian? - asked Heater.   -œIt doesn -(TM)t upset you
that everyone gets to see Leah naked and getting it on?  Tell me it doesn
-(TM)t bother you just a little. -  -œI suppose that first night when this
whole thing started in May that it did.  But it went away pretty quickly
because I know Leah loves me and doesn -(TM)t want anyone else.  And
because I don -(TM)t want anyone else either, it works out okay. - Not
much happened after that.  We had our lunch, but Brian insisted on feeding
me while I stretched out with my head in his lap which was pretty cool.  We
packed up our stuff and headed back to the house. Two orgasms later, we
reached the back door.  That afternoon we all just did what we wanted;
played pool, watched television, talked, and otherwise goofed off.  I was
in a constant state of arousal from the balls inside me and had to carry
around a towel to sit on so I wouldn -(TM)t wet the furniture.  But at one
point, I gathered all of the girls together in the living room.  -œI need
to ask all of you a question.  If you don -(TM)t want to answer, it -(TM)s
okay. - They all said okay so I went on.   -œAre you still virgins? - To
my surprise, none of them were, but I remembered that each of them was
about to graduate while I still had another year in high school.   -œDid it
hurt the first time? - They all said it did, but in varying degrees from
just a little bit to mild pain.   -œIf you had it to do over again, would
you have done anything different? -  -œLook, - said Kara,  -œYou know how
female anatomy works.  Everybody is a little bit different.  It just
depends.  I take it you are thinking about making it with Brian. - I told
them I was thinking about asking him if I could stay an extra day before
his parents came home.  I wanted to honor the promise of no intercourse we
had made to each other, but after they left, I figured that it would be the
right time.  -œWell, why don -(TM)t you bust it beforehand then if you
-(TM)re worried about it? - Robin asked.  -œI guess it -(TM)s because I
always thought Brian would be the one to do it.  I never considered doing
it myself. -  -œThen you should talk it over with him.  Guys are so stupid
about some things and it may be important to him to be the one, or it may
not.  But you won -(TM)t know unless you ask him. - I thought about what
she said and it sounded like a good idea.  I promised I would let them know
what he said after I talked with Brian.   -œOne more question.  If none of
you are virgins, how have you been able to hold off the boys while you
-(TM)ve been here?  This would be the perfect opportunity.  The house is
big enough and everyone respects closed doors. - Robin answered for
everyone.   -œWe talked about it, the eight of us, before we got here.  We
decided to refrain out of respect for you and Brian.  Just as you want to
honor the promise we made, so do we.  Our friendship is more important than
a romp in the hay. -  -œThank you. - A little bit later, Terri supervised
another great dinner which we girls cooked under her direction.  However
while moving around in the kitchen, I had another orgasm, my sixth that
day. After dinner the boys cleaned up and when they finished, Brian got me
and took me into the living room.  We sat on the recliner where he first
masturbated me to a climax but this time, I had my bottom in his lap and
was leaning against one arm with my legs thrown over the other and my arms
around his neck.  We were just talking with each other, sometimes kissing,
and all the while Brian was playing with one of my nipples.  -œBrian,
remember when I told you what my mother said the night before I came over?
-  -œSure, about how she trusts you. -  -œI know that we -(TM)re all
supposed to leave and give you a day to clean up before your parents get
back, but do you think I could stay an extra night? -  -œWhy? - 
-œBecause we promised not to make love while everyone is still here and I
think it -(TM)s time. - He face broke out in a big grin.   -œI -(TM)ve
kind of been thinking the same thing. -  -œBut I need to explain something
to you first.  Remember during the snowstorm when I offered to break my
hymen to prove to Sally that I was still a virgin?  How I said that I would
prefer that you do it but that I would if that -(TM)s what it took? - He
nodded and I continued.   -œI want our first time to be perfect; I don
-(TM)t want anything to go wrong with it.  So I need to explain some things
about female anatomy that you may not know. - I went on to explain how the
hymen forms from dissolved skin during gestation.  I told him that there
was already an opening in it to let the blood out during menstruation and
that the pain and blood from first time intercourse comes from an extra
flap of skin around the hymen.  If it tears, there is blood and some pain.
But first time intercourse is all about stretching the existing opening
enough to let the penis in.  -œSo I was thinking that maybe I should take
care of that first.  If there is going to be blood and some pain, maybe it
would be better to get that out of the way before we make love.  But if you
want to be the one to do it, that would be fine with me. -  -œSo the
choice is for you to not do anything and maybe have some pain during our
first time or for you to do it before hand and avoid the pain when we
-(TM)re making love.  Is that correct? -  -œPretty much. -  -œDoesn
-(TM)t seem like much of a choice to me.  I would rather it be pain free
for you so you get as much pleasure from it as I do.  Also, if you -(TM)re
going to be worried and uptight about it, I say,  -~Bust it first. -(TM) -
 -œYou, sir, are very crude and coarse with your choice of vocabulary, but
thank you and I love you. -  -œHow many orgasms have you had today? - 
-œSix.  I had two walking to the meadow, one while dancing, two on the walk
back, and one in the kitchen while making dinner. -  -œAre you ready for
number seven? - he asked as his hand went down to my pussy, took hold of
the string, and gently pulled the Ben Wa balls out of my cunt.  -œWhat if
someone see us? - I asked.  -œIt -(TM)s not like they haven -(TM)t seen
you climax already.  I -(TM)ll take my chances.  You can claim to be the
innocent virgin for a little while longer while I will be the crude and
coarse brute who forced you to my will. -  -œWill my brute please stop
talking and put his fingers inside me? - And then I had my seventh and
eighth orgasms of the day because as they say,  -œNo one can eat just one.
- Before going to bed that night, I had managed to let the girls know what
Brian and I had talked about.  They all thought it was wonderful and then
Beth shared a secret with me.   -œYou -(TM)ll never know how hard we worked
to keep the guys out of the living room last night.  They were ready to
head to the bedrooms after dinner and we had to keep them occupied
downstairs while you and Brian had your talk. - I had never realized how
much energy the body burns in an orgasm, and after my last two with Brian,
I was exhausted, so after filling in the girls, I went to the master
bedroom and fell asleep on the floor.  I stirred a little as the other
girls came to bed but rolled over and went back to sleep each time. Even
going to bed early, I was the last one up the next morning.  After
completing of my morning stuff in the bathroom, I went down to breakfast
and I was famished and looking forward to whatever treats Terri had
prepared.  Everyone was sitting at the table finishing breakfast when I sat
down.  I started helping myself to the French toast and sausage when Beth
stopped me.   -œJuice and one piece of toast only for you this morning.  We
don -(TM)t want your stomach to be too full. -  -œWhat -(TM)s going on? -
I asked a bit tentatively.  If they had been planning something for me, I
knew two things.  It would revolve around my nudity in some way, and I
would probably enjoy it.  But still, without knowing what was going on, I
was still a little hesitant.  -œEat up and we -(TM)ll show you. - I
gobbled the one piece of toast I was allowed and drank down the apple
juice. Then Kara tied a blindfold over my eyes and helped me to my feet. 
-œBrian?  What -(TM)s going to happen to me? -  -œThey just sprang it on
me this morning, honey, after planning this last night after we were
asleep. But it -(TM)s going to be okay.  The blindfold is just to keep the
surprise going a little longer. - Beth and Terri led me to the steps to
the basement and talked me down them while holding my hands.  We turned at
the bottom of the steps toward the pool table and by my estimation, stopped
just before we ran into it. It was Kara who told me what to do.   -œLeah, I
want you to look down at your feet before I remove the blindfold.  This has
been carefully staged so you take in a little bit at a time.  When I take
it off, I want you to very slowly lift your head, just taking in a little
bit at a time until you are looking at the wall across from you.  Once you
see the wall, you will understand everything.  Okay? - I nodded agreement,
not trusting my voice as my mind raced trying to imagine what they were
going to do to me.  I lowered my head so my chin was almost on my chest and
I felt someone untie the blindfold. I was looking at the end of the pool
table.  I saw that there was a plastic sheet covering it and two big
pillows covered with old towels were sitting on the end.  I raised my eyes
just a little and saw a big beach towel stretching away from the pillows on
top of the plastic sheet.  Raising my eyes a little more, there was an
eight-inch dildo with bumps all over it standing upright at the other end
of the table.  It was about an inch and a half in diameter and I quietly
wondered how any girl could stand having that massive thing inside her.  I
began to panic a little because from the setup so far, they intended to use
it on me but I felt two of the girls hold my shoulders as a gesture of
support.  Then I raised my eyes to the wall across the table from me and
squealed with glee while I clapped my hands together.  On the wall they had
hung a sign by writing one letter per piece of paper in multi-colored
markers.  The sign said LEAH -(TM)S DEFLOWERING CEREMONY and they used four
pieces of paper to put a purple tulip underneath the lettering. Shane and
Zeb helped me up to the table so I could lie down on the towel with my
bottom lifted up by the pillows.  When I was in position, I spread my legs
thinking how similar this was to yesterday when Brian put the Ben Wa balls
in my pussy.  Kara went around to the end of the table and brought back the
dildo, coating it with lubricant as she did and announced,  -œGentlemen,
you are here as witnesses only and you will not speak or interfere in any
way.  Only a girl who has gone through her first time knows what this will
be like for Leah, so we will take care of everything.  Is that understood?
- They agreed to her conditions and crowded around the table.  Robin and
Terri each took one of my hands in theirs and Beth got up on the table and
knelt above my head, holding it in both of hers.  Then Kara turned to me. 
-œLeah, Zeb got this for me after the snowstorm.  I know it looks big to
you, but you will be amazed at your capacity to stretch and take it all in.
I am going to push it in very slowly the first time and just move it around
a little until you are comfortable with it inside you.  Then I am going to
turn it on so it vibrates and will move it in and out, again very slowly.
If you want me to go faster or slower, just tell me.  -œI will stop after
several minutes or if you have an orgasm.  Then we will let you rest in
place for a little while and Beth will get her turn to use it on you. 
Again you will be allowed to rest before Terri takes a turn followed by
another rest period and finally Robin will take a turn.  -œWe -(TM)re doing
it this way for two reasons.  First, we all wanted to take an active part
in your deflowering and second, we want to stretch you enough to make sure
that everything is okay when you and Brian make love for the first time. 
Do you understand? - I nodded because I was literally unable to talk.  I
closed my eyes as the tip of the dildo touched my outer lips and Kara
started wiggling it to help them open a little more.  Then I felt a slight
pressure as she began pushing it into me.  My pussy ached as the dildo
stretched it wider than it ever had been before and true to her word, Kara
used just the tiniest amount of pressure to move it deeper into me.  I even
felt the bumps on it rubbing my pussy lips as each one slid past my
opening. At some point, I don -(TM)t know how far inside me it was, I felt
a tear form in my eye and leak out past my closed eye lids. Just after
that, Kara increased the pressure just a little as she reached the hymen
and I literally felt the dildo slip in faster as it pushed through.  I
cried out in pain as I was stretched past my endurance and Kara released
the pressure, letting the dildo just sit inside me.  My muscles tightened
and actually began pushing the dildo out but when Kara saw what was
happening, she reapplied the pressure and the dildo penetrated deeper and
deeper. Perspiration was flowing out of every sweat gland in my body.  Then
I felt a strange, new sensation as the dildo reached an obstruction.  Kara
had pushed it in as far as it would go.  I was openly weeping by that time
because of the pain I felt.  I am a small woman, only about five feet four
inches tall with a small frame.  I felt like the monster inside me was made
for someone twice as big and that it was all out of proportion to my
internal dimensions.  Kara let me rest for a moment once the dildo was in
as far as it could go before turning it on. The thing inside me was resting
right up against my clitoris and when Kara flipped the switch, it was as if
I stuck my finger into an electric outlet.  My whole body convulsed at one
time and I tried shaking my head back and forth but Beth held it steady and
Robin and Terri squeezed my hands tighter.  My pelvis began bucking wildly,
with two causes creating a single outcome.  I wanted to hurl the thing from
my body because of the pain and I wanted my clit to make maximum contact
with it because of the pleasure.  I felt two feminine hands press down on
my stomach to stop my thrashing around and Kara began pulling the thing out
of me.  Every little bump on it drove me wild with pleasure as it rubbed
against my clit and as I felt the pressure inside me lessen as it was
withdrawn, the pleasure increased by comparison. When it was almost all of
the way out, Kara started pushing it back in again and I cried out,  -œOh,
God, no, this can -(TM)t be, God, no, oh please, yes, oh please yes, more.
- I don -(TM)t think anyone laughed at my contradictory pleadings.  Some
time later I had an orgasm that went on and on and on until I thought it
would never end.  But end it did and I felt Beth -(TM)s gentle touch on my
cheek as she tried to sooth me. Later, Beth told me that it took me about
five minutes to climax after Kara began pushing it back into me.  I
honestly don -(TM)t remember more than just the first thirty or forty
seconds after she turned on the vibrations. When it was over and the
phallus was removed, Kara found some blood on it so she held open my pussy
lips and patted inside me with a sterile pad she had ready.  I rolled my
head back so I could see Beth -(TM)s face and whispered something to her
that was barely audible.  She leaned down with her ear next to my mouth and
I whispered again into her ear.   -œTell Brian to get his camera.  I want
all of you to have a picture of this to remember it. - Then I closed my
eyes, unable to say any more. About ten minutes later, Beth put her hands
under my shoulders and lifted them so I could look into the camera for the
picture.  Kara was putting the dildo back inside me and everyone was in
their original position just like when I was first penetrated except Kara
who was standing a little bit to the side so she wasn -(TM)t blocking my
face and me being propped up by Beth.  Brian had set the timer and then I
saw the flash of the camera go off and Beth lowered my shoulders back to
the table.  Later when I saw the picture, there was only about two inches
of the dildo exposed sticking out of my pussy.  The girls rotated positions
so that Terri and Kara were holding my hands, Robin was at my head, and
Beth controlled the dildo.  There was still some pain but not as much and
my orgasm, when it occurred, was even greater and longer than the first
one. They gave me about ten minutes rest before they started the third
penetration.  By this time, I was fully stretched and the pain was little
more than a dull ache in my abdomen.  My climax came much faster, after
just three minutes and I was more conscious of what was happening to me
throughout the event.  I had expected a shorter orgasm because it came upon
me so quickly, but I was wrong.  Even after the dildo was removed I felt
the pleasure coursing through my entire body as my climax would not end.
After my rest period, Robin took her turn.  I have tried to think how to
describe my last orgasm and words don -(TM)t seem appropriate.  I was
floating in time and space supported by my pleasure.  After that, the words
just won -(TM)t come to me to make sense of it all. After the dildo had
been removed for the last time, Kara used another sterile pad on my pussy
to soak up some blood and put one of her tampons in to absorb any
additional bleeding.  Brian and Tom lifted me from the table because by
that time I was incapable of moving a single muscle.  It was like I was a
paraplegic and Brian carried me upstairs and put me to bed.  Terri came
with him and threw off the covers to the bed before Brian put me down. 
Brian tried to cover me up but Terri stopped him.  She knew that I wanted
to remain exposed even when I slept.  Then she held my head up and made me
take a couple of aspirin with a sip of water before putting my head back on
the pillow.  The two of them walked out quietly as I fell asleep. When I
woke up, my pussy was sore but the pain had almost entirely gone away.  I
tromped into the bathroom and saw that Kara had left another tampon on the
toilet seat.  I relieved myself and got in the shower turning the water as
hot as I could stand it and let the steam and hot water relax my tired
muscles and the ache in my abdomen.  I really felt a lot better when I got
out so I put the new tampon in, fixed my hair and make-up and headed down
to join the others.  They were just sitting down to dinner and I joined
them at the table. Brian was asking me how I was feeling and I told him I
was fine.  As I caught the first smell of food, my stomach rumbled because
I had been very hungry at breakfast and had only had a piece of toast that
morning for breakfast.  People were talking and trying to involve me in the
conversation but I had to apologize a few times because my mind was
thinking about something else and I wasn -(TM)t paying attention.  After a
couple of attempts, they left me alone with my thoughts. I was thinking
about how special my friends were that they would even think of doing
something like what happened this morning.  And they weren -(TM)t just
doing it for me; they were also doing it for Brian to make his first time
better.  I wanted to thank them all but was having trouble trying to figure
out how to say it.  Then a plan began to form in my mind.  I thought
through every aspect of it while I was wolfing down the food in front of me
without even tasting it.  As everyone finished eating, I got their
attention and started to explain my plan.  -œI need to thank all of you for
what you did for Brian and me this morning but I -(TM)ve been struggling
throughout dinner trying to figure out a way to say it.  When I realized
that words were inadequate, I was able to think of a way to demonstrate my
appreciation in the best way I know how.  But there are some conditions so
please don -(TM)t say anything until I finish.  Beth, can you get the scarf
you used as a blindfold this morning? - She got up from the table and
returned with it in just a few moments.  After she gave it to me, I went on
to explain my plan.  -œI propose turning my hypothetical offer of the other
day into reality, but I am going to ask that you do it my way and I will
explain my reasons.  I am going to go into the master bedroom, put the
blindfold on, and lie down in bed.  If you decide to come into the bedroom
to have me satisfy you, you will close the door, take off all of your
clothes and jewelry, and lie down next to me.  I will do everything I can
to give you pleasure except perform oral sex until you tap my shoulder
three times.  That will be the signal for me to really begin.  I don -(TM)t
want you to talk or identify yourself to me in any way because it really
doesn -(TM)t matter who is sharing the bed with me and I want to treat you
all the same way, the best way I know how.  -œI want you to know that I
-(TM)ve been thinking about doing this on our last night here but hadn
-(TM)t made up my mind.  It is the only thing I can give you that even
comes close to what all of you have given me, not just this morning, but
ever since we arrived.  Brian, I ask that you come in last, after anyone
else who wants to.  You can tell me to remove the blindfold then I will do
what I can to please you as much as I can. - Having explained my plan, I
stood up and took the scarf with me to the bedroom.  I tied it tightly
around my eyes and lay down on the bed waiting to see if anyone would come.
It was about ten minutes later that I heard the door open and close as
someone entered the room.  I listened as the person undressed and then one
of the girls lay down beside me in the bed. I did everything to her that I
did to Brian on our second night.  I used my hands, lips, and tongue to
explore every inch of her body, including kissing her on the mouth and
touching my tongue to hers as we kissed.  Some time later, I felt the three
taps on my shoulder and moved between her legs to get in position.  "Before
I began," I told her,  -œthis is my first time doing a girl.  I will do my
best based on what Brian has done for me, - then I put my lips to her
pussy and performed cunnilingus on her. She must have been biting her lip
or covering her mouth to keep from crying out when I brought her to orgasm
but she was whimpering with pleasure throughout her climax.  I heard her
get off the bed and get dressed and when the door closed behind her, I
heard someone else getting undressed.  I did all four boys and all four
girls before Brian came in and told me to take off the blindfold.  I did
and looked at the clock and saw that it was almost midnight.  I had left
the dinner table around six thirty so I had been pleasing my friends for
about five and a half hours.  I spent another hour exploring Brian the same
way but early on, he touched my pussy with his finger.  I pushed his hand
away and explained that I still had the tampon in and really didn -(TM)t
want anything else inside me.  He acquiesced and I went back to kissing and
licking him and using my hands on his nipples, scrotum, and penis.  When he
came, it was with his penis deep in my mouth.  I swallowed and licked him
clean until the last few drops of his ejaculate leaked out while his penis
shrank back to normal.  Then we fell asleep spooning with his arm thrown
over me and his hand cupping my breast. The next morning when I woke up, I
felt wonderful.  Brian was still asleep so I untangled myself from him, did
my bathroom thing, put in my Ben Wa balls, and went out to the kitchen. 
Terri and Kara were there fixing breakfast but no one else was up yet. 
They were setting up a buffet with scrambled eggs, pancakes, hash browns
with grilled onions, toast, coffee, and juice. They each said good morning,
but I told them that good morning was no longer adequate as a greeting.  I
went over to Terri and gave her a hug, kissed her on the mouth, and told
her that I loved her.  Then I did the same thing for Kara.  It felt a
little strange because I wasn -(TM)t used to having someone else -(TM)s
breasts pressed into my own during a hug, but I decided I liked the soft
feel of them against my own and resolved to do more of it. Kara noted the
silken cord hanging from my pussy and told me that those should be the only
thing that got inside me until I was ready to sleep with Brian.  I nodded
and Heater came in just about then.  I let Terri go first and she greeted
him the same way I greeted her, then Kara followed suit, and finally me. 
Heater commented that mornings just kept getting better and better all the
time. After everyone had come in and been greeted (I should add that the
boys didn -(TM)t kiss or say I love you to each other but they did hug) and
had breakfast, we all went down to the basement.  Tom asked us to sit on
the floor in a circle and said that they all had something to say.  I was
sitting cross-legged like everyone else and was very conscious of the
string dangling from my pussy.  Terri took over from him when he started to
hem and haw.  -œLeah, while you were up in the bedroom last night, we all
spent a lot of time talking about you.  What Brian said the other day is
true.  You have enough love in you for the whole world.  We all grow up
learning to protect ourselves from others, but somehow you never learned
that lesson.  In just the last couple of days, you have changed all of our
lives forever by setting a new standard for trust, honesty, and love.  We
are all better people because of the time we have spent with you the last
few days.  I would have been furious with jealousy a week ago if I even
suspected that something like last night was going to occur.  But it was as
if I could feel your love for both of us when he went into the bedroom.  We
owe you in ways that you may never even suspect because of what we have
seen in you and learned from you. - When I realized where she was going
with her speech, my eyes started watering and I tried vainly to blink back
the tears.  I crawled over to her and hugged and kissed her, then repeated
it with all of the others, ending with Brian.  When we finished kissing, he
held me close by putting his arm around my shoulder and pulling me into
him. There isn -(TM)t a lot to tell about our last few days without
repeating things.  Suffice it to say that we played outside several days
and had fun, we played inside and had fun, and Brian and I kept pleasuring
each other and had fun.  I never forgot that I was naked; that is, I never
wanted to take anything about the experience for granted because it became
life changing for me.  I think the first time after the prom was just the
appetizer and I never really realized how good the entre would be until I
experienced it that week with my friends. I called my mother the night
before she was supposed to pick me up and told her that I was staying
another day to help Brian clean the house before his parents got home in
two days.  I also said that Brian would bring me home so she didn -(TM)t
have to drive out there.  She told me she understood and I think she knew
why I was really staying.  As the other kids pulled away from the house on
their last day I was really looking forward to making love with Brian.  I
found out later that the girls had to cajole the guys into leaving that
morning; they thought it would be okay to hang around until late afternoon
or evening.  So that really gave Brian and me two days, not one, to
experience the ultimate in sharing and it was more wonderful than I can
describe.  It was like we were on our honeymoon and we made love all over
the house several times each day in I don -(TM)t know how many different
positions and locations throughout the house. We also worked hard getting
everything cleaned up.  I was still naked as I helped Brian do all of the
laundry (God there were a lot of dirty sheets and towels), vacuum, mop,
dust, and whatever else there was to do.  But I had fun helping him and
usually we were working on things together instead of being in different
parts of the house. Finally, the morning came when his parents were
arriving home.  Brian got my clothes from his car and I got dressed for the
first time in a week.  I was sad about it we got out of the shower we took
together and dried each other off.  Then we got dressed in Brian -(TM)s
room and I felt uncomfortable as soon as I slipped on panties and a bra. 
After we dressed, he drove me home and I kissed him and then thanked him
for a terrific week before I got out of the car and headed up the walk to
my front door.  My naked week was finally over and I wondered if I would
ever get the chance to do it again.



   Conclusion - My Naked Month

   The day I got home from Brian -(TM)s house I made an appointment with my
doctor to get birth control pills because I didn -(TM)t want to have to
pass up the opportunity to make love with him those last couple of weeks.
The first time we made love, I told him not to use a condom because I
wanted to feel him inside me but after that he used protection. Brian left
for college a few weeks later and I was faced with the prospect of no
social life my senior year of high school.  I didn -(TM)t have a lot of
friends in that class because until last year, they had all been a year
behind me in school.  But I made that work to my advantage by working more
hours at my fast food job during the school year.  I needed to save as much
as I could because my college fund had been depleted by my medical expenses
after I hurt my back. Brian came home at Christmas and we had a great time,
even arranging to make love a few times while he was home.  It was hard
because of the family obligations that we all had during the holidays.  I
saw a little more of him during spring break but not once during my senior
year did I have an opportunity to visit him at school or shed my clothes
and I desperately wanted to be naked around others because of how good it
made me feel.  When Brian left to go back to school, I was hoping that I
would have a chance that summer but again it was not to be.  In fact, I
didn -(TM)t see Brian at all that summer other than in passing because just
before he came home he called me and told me that he had met someone at
school and had fallen in love with her. I was devastated and moped around
for a few weeks.  Even my boss at work noticed the difference and asked me
about it.  I told him that Brian had broken up with me just when we had
almost reached the end of our separation.  I was supposed to be joining him
at Michigan in the fall and we had already gotten through nine months
apart. I had been looking forward to spending more time with him and with
my other friends when they came back that summer but now I wasn -(TM)t sure
if I wanted to be with any of them anymore. I -(TM)m not sure if I could
have gotten through the summer without Beth and Kara.  Both of them were
now unattached after a year at college and they made sure that they spent
time with me after they heard about what Brian had done.  So we did things
like go to Lake Michigan, movies, and shopping together whenever I wasn
-(TM)t working.  They also told me about what it would be like in the fall
when I was on my own at college.  They explained how it had been so much
more than they ever expected and how exciting it was to be learning new
things, meeting new people, and seeing new places.  Pretty soon my attitude
started changing to friendly and optimistic again.  It made no sense for me
to be depressed about a failed relationship when I was nineteen years old
and had my whole life ahead of me.  The other thing that helped me was that
I knew I would run across Brian at college and I didn -(TM)t want him to
know how badly I hurt so I pushed it way down inside me and wasn -(TM)t
about to let it out, at least not then. When it finally came time for me to
leave for college, I really was feeling a lot better about things.  The
excitement had been building for a week or two before I left and that
finally pushed Brian out of my mind.  Not completely, but at least the
hurtful part.  I was now able to think about my two experiences when I was
the only one naked and how supportive and loving he was and feel happy
about it without missing him and I knew that I was going to be okay without
him in my life. My parents drove me to Ann Arbor and helped me get moved
into my dorm.  I think they were surprised when they realized it was a
co-ed dorm with men and women on the same floor.  I met my roommate,
another freshman named Suzie, who was oriental with golden skin and long
black hair.  We talked for a few minutes as I began unpacking before she
left saying she had to meet her parents.  I got everything unpacked and put
away with Mom -(TM)s help and then it was time to go to Freshman
Orientation.  All of the parents and freshman were meeting in Crisler Arena
for presentations. After the orientation, I hugged my parents before they
left to go home and went back to my room to register for my classes.  I
signed up for basic freshman stuff because I wanted to get as much of it
out of way as I could, thinking that they would be easier courses while I
adjusted to being on my own.  The other factor was that my scholarship
required me to work at least ten hours per week at a campus job so after I
knew what my schedule was, I searched for jobs and found one in the student
union working in a coffee shop from six to ten in the morning on Tuesday,
Thursday, and Sunday. I had also considered trying to get work as a nude
model for art classes but decided against it because I didn -(TM)t feel
comfortable stripping in front of people I didn -(TM)t know.  I guess for
me it wasn -(TM)t so much the nudity but the fact that I got to share it
with my friends.  It was one thing to be naked around them, the people I
trusted, and another to be naked in front of complete strangers.  The
latter had no appeal for me at all. Suzie and I got to know each other on
the Sunday before classes started.  She was from Lansing and was planning
on majoring in psychology.  I told her about my accident and how I had
missed a year of high school because of it but didn -(TM)t describe the
times I had been naked at Brian -(TM)s house.  I told her how I had to quit
extracurricular activities and work to save money for college because of
the medical expenses.  She was sympathetic and I was glad that my room mate
was a decent person. The first three weeks were both exciting and routine.
I got to know other people on our floor in the dorm and settled into a
routine of work, classes, and studying.  I called home a few times to let
my parents know that everything was going well.  That was the routine part.
The exciting part was just the experience of being on my own and the chance
to access almost unlimited learning opportunities.  I had always loved
school and was soaking up as much as I could.  I spent a lot of time in the
library just exploring different sections and picking up something at
random to read it and learn something new because it was all of the
entertainment I could afford. I was going to get my undergraduate degree in
math because that was the basic tool I needed before going to graduate
school in either physics or astronomy.  I loved both fields and if someone
had forced me to make a decision about choosing one over the other, I would
have been unable to do so.  But everything interested me and I read about
things that had nothing to do with science or math just because I could. It
was at the beginning of the fourth week of classes that Suzie came back to
our room with the flyer that would change everything for me.  The psych
department was looking for coeds for a research project.  It went on to
explain that volunteers would be paid one thousand dollars for
participating in the project for one month and that the project would not
interfere with classes or campus jobs.  -œI know money is tight for you. 
Is this something you would interest you? - Suzie asked.  -œMaybe, but if
sounds too good to be true, it probably is.  That much money has to have a
catch somewhere. -  -œIt couldn -(TM)t hurt to check it out.  There is a
website where you go to fill out a questionnaire first.  After that, you
could decide what you wanted to do after you learned more about it. - I
agreed with her and opened my laptop to volunteer for the experiment,
whatever it was.  A thousand bucks would make a world of difference for me
and what I could do in my free time.  I found the site listed on the flyer
and put in my personal information.  Then I had to complete a questionnaire
on-line.  It asked me some pretty tame questions about my interests, my
intended major, and my family before it got to the interesting ones.

   Q: Other than a shower or a locker room, have you ever been naked around
other people of the same gender?  If yes, please explain below.
Q: Other than a shower or a locker room, have you ever been naked around
other people of the opposite gender?  If yes, please explain below.
Q: If yes to either situation, how long did you remain naked?
Q: In either of the last two situations, were others also naked?
Q: If no, what effect did your nudity have on the people around you?
Q: Did you enjoy the experience of being naked around others?

   There were more questions related to those but I won -(TM)t write all of
them out.  As I read the questions, I got this far away look on my face as
the memory of my two experiences came flooding back creating an intense
rush of emotion.  Unnoticed by me, Suzie was looking over my shoulder,
reading my answers as I typed them out.  Finally, she could keep quiet no
longer.  -œWow!  You really did that?  That is really hot! - I spun around
in my chair, almost knocking her down before she jumped back.  Then I
calmed myself and told her that yes it really happened and I was the only
one naked in a group of boys and girls; once for three days and once for a
week.  -œWhy would you do that? - she asked me. So I poured out the whole
story about the bet with Sally but then talked to her a long time about all
of the things I was feeling because of my accident, feeling abandoned by my
friends, about my confusion about all of the roles I had and my inability
to just be myself.  And I told her how all of that went away when I was
naked with my friends and how I trusted them to not take advantage of my
vulnerability when I was nude.  I probably took thirty minutes to explain
it all and when I finished I felt she really understood it all in terms of
my feelings and motives as well as I did.  -œThat has to be the strangest
story I -(TM)ve ever heard about coping but I -(TM)m just starting out in
psychology so I don -(TM)t know enough yet to figure it out.  But it sounds
like you really have and, as near as I can tell, there wasn -(TM)t a hint
of regret about anything that happened. -  -œYes, that -(TM)s true, no
regrets at all.  In fact, that week at Brian -(TM)s house was probably the
happiest time of my life.  I wouldn -(TM)t trade it for anything. - Then I
changed the subject.   -œCan you figure anything out from the questionnaire
about what the research is trying to do? -  -œWell, this is just a guess
but it -(TM)s probably about exhibitionism.  But there has to be a lot more
to it then just doing some interviews or filling out some surveys or they
wouldn -(TM)t be advertising it as a month-long project and they certainly
don -(TM)t pay that kind of money for interviews and surveys.  The going
rate in the psych department for volunteers is about five dollars an hour.
But what they have in mind for the volunteers is beyond me. -  -œWell, we
-(TM)ll just wait and see.  As much as I could use the money, with my luck,
I -(TM)ll probably never hear from them again and from the reputation you
guys have for using students as lab rats that may be for the best - I said
laughing.  Suzie didn -(TM)t take offense, in fact, she laughed along with
me.  After that we went down to the cafeteria for dinner and things
returned to normal for a few days. A few days later I received an e-mail
that said I could make an appointment with one of the researchers on the
psych project.  I called the office number in the e-mail and made an
appointment for later that afternoon.  The woman taking the call told me to
report to room 451 in East Hall. When I arrived, I found room 451 on the
top floor.  It was a faculty office and the nameplate said it belonged to
Professor Haynes.  I knocked on the door and was told by a booming voice to
come in.  When I entered, I assumed that Dr.  Haynes was clearing off a
chair for me to use.  The furniture was piled high with journals, books,
papers, and personal effects.  Professor Haynes was about six feet four
inches tall and towered over me as he offered his hand and had me sit down.
He took his seat on the other side of his desk and asked me how I liked
school so far.  -œIt -(TM)s been better than I expected, sir.  I get along
well with my room mate and the classes have been great so far. -  -œWhy
did you decide to come to Michigan, Leah? -  -œWell, it -(TM)s the best
school in the state and I -(TM)m afraid out of state tuition or a private
college wasn -(TM)t an option for me.  Wait, that didn -(TM)t come out
right.  I always wanted to come here, ever since I was a little girl, it
-(TM)s not like I wanted to go somewhere else. -  -œAre you a legacy? - 
-œNo, sir.  My father went to Albion and my mother to Michigan State. - 
-œTell me about them. - The interview went on like that for about twenty
minutes; questions about my family, high school, my goals, and my
interests. I didn -(TM)t realize it at the time but he was getting me
comfortable talking to him about things that weren -(TM)t threatening to
me. After all of that, he finally got around to the answers on my
questionnaire about my experiences being naked around others.  I was
completely honest with him about everything, even when he asked about my
sexual experiences while I was nude.  When he asked me what motivated me to
spend the evening pleasing nine other people orally I explained that I felt
an obligation because of how supportive all of them were and that was the
best way I knew to thank them for everything they had done to help me. 
-œWould you have been that sexually active if they hadn -(TM)t been your
friends? -  -œNo, sir.  Remember that this all started as a bet about the
connection between nudity and sex.  I won that bet because I believe that
people can control themselves.  Even that last week, when it would have
been so easy to have intercourse with my boyfriend, we didn -(TM)t because
we had made the condition and everyone, not just us, lived up to the
promises we made each other. -  -œBut you did have intercourse.  What
about the promise you made to your father? -  -œThat -(TM)s harder for me
to answer but I believe that my mother released me from that promise the
night before I left the house.  If I had been underage, I think I would
have kept it.  So yes, I broke my word to my father, but I don -(TM)t
regret doing so. -  -œIf it -(TM)s any consolation, breaking promises to
our parents is almost a rite of passage into adulthood.  It -(TM)s what
severs our dependence to our parents and helps make each of us our own
person.  Anyway, let me tell you a little bit about our project.  First of
all, we won -(TM)t be studying the subject; we -(TM)ll be studying the
people -(TM)s reactions to the subject.  Our subject will be the catalyst
in the experiment, not the object of the study.  -œWhat we want our subject
to do is to remain completely naked for one month.  That means in the dorm,
on the way to class, at your job, everyplace.  During that time, the person
will be restricted to campus because we can -(TM)t control what the police
in Ann Arbor will do, but we have the support of the administration and the
cooperation of the campus police for our experiment.  I can -(TM)t tell you
more about what we want to find out, at least not now, but after the study
I will be more than happy to explain it to you.  -œThe person we need has
to be able to do this without, I don -(TM)t know, cracking, I guess is as
good a word as any.  What I mean is that once accepted, you can -(TM)t back
out because it would ruin the study.  Any questions?  -œYou said
everyplace, including outside.  Most of this will be happening in October
when it can get pretty cold.  What will you do if it gets too cold to
expose someone to the weather? -  -œWell, we were originally planning to
do this in the spring but the forecast is calling for a nice, long Indian
summer this fall so we decided to move up our timetable.  If, however, it
becomes too cold to walk around campus, we will provide you with
transportation. -  -œWhat about a backpack.  You said the subject would
remain naked.  Does wearing one count? -  -œIf you don -(TM)t have one, we
-(TM)ll give you a bag big enough for books, a laptop, your wallet, and
anything else you need to carry.  But it won -(TM)t have a strap to wear on
your shoulder, just handles. -  -œWhen would it start? - I asked.  -œWe
would need a couple of days yet to get everything ready. -  -œI -(TM)ve
been very careful with my word choice to refer to the subject instead of
myself.  When did you make the transition from referring to the subject to
referring to me? - He laughed, a huge laugh, loud and raucous, and slapped
his knee.  When he settled down, he still had a big smile on his face.  
-œAbout the same time you decided you wanted to do this, - he told me. 
-œHow do you know I -(TM)ve decided to do it? -  -œYour body language told
me.  Most communication is non-verbal but people don -(TM)t take the time
to learn the language.  I have, obviously, because knowing it is an
important part of my job.  Are you going to deny that you want to do this?
Before you answer, you need to understand that this is probably going to go
viral on the Internet.  There isn -(TM)t any way we can confiscate all the
cell phones on campus.  Your family will probably hear about this.  Are you
prepared for that? -  -œI realized that as soon as I understood what this
was about.  It may be a problem for my parents, especially my father.  But
I want this.  I wasn -(TM)t sure if I could do this in front of strangers;
in fact, I had decided that I couldn -(TM)t when I first got here or I
would have been modeling for art classes, but I want this for my reasons
that have nothing to do with exhibiting myself.  I don -(TM)t know whether
you believe that or not, but it -(TM)s true.  One more question, if I may.
-  -œWhat is it? -  -œWhat do I tell everyone?  What can I tell my room
mate?  She saw the questionnaire I filled out on line and knows a little
bit about it. -  -œOkay, you can explain it to her, but swear her to
secrecy.  You can tell anyone else anything you want except that you are
the subject in a research study.  Your instructors will know; we have to
let them know not to kick you out of class when you show up naked.  When
would you be ready to start? -  -œI -(TM)m ready to start now, but if you
need a few days, how about Saturday morning as soon as I wake up? - 
-œThat will be fine.  We -(TM)ll start the clock on your month Saturday
morning at seven a.m.  Two more things. - He opened a desk drawer, pulled
out a bracelet and handed it to me.   -œThis has a GPS tracker and a panic
button.  Wear it at all times.  The panic button will alert police who will
be monitoring the signal.  This is the charger.  Charge it up every night
and you should be fine.  Will you need a bag? -  -œI -(TM)ll take the
strap off my laptop bag.  That should work okay. -  -œJust one more
detail. Here's the contract for you to sign. - I scanned through the
contract, which seemed to be mostly legal boilerplate, then signed it and
handed it to him.  -œWe won -(TM)t have any more contact until after the
experiment ends.  Good luck to you, Leah. - He stood up and I got up with
him.  He shook my hand and opened the door for me and I left his office and
made my way back to the dorm. When I got back to my room, Suzie wasn -(TM)t
there so I just lay down on my bed and thought about what I was about to
put myself through.  One the one hand, I was going to be naked again,
which, and I know it sounds strange, was going to make me happier than I
had been in a while.  But the flip side of it was that it was going to be
in front of people I didn -(TM)t know well and thousands of others that I
didn -(TM)t know at all.  I also had to figure out what I was going to tell
my parents when they found out because I knew to a certainty that they
would find out. When Suzie came back to the room, I told her that I went
for the interview for the research project and she asked me what it was all
about.  When I told her that I didn -(TM)t know, she asked me what I would
have to do during the month long project.  -œI have to remain naked, - I
told her.  -œHuh? -  -œI have to remain naked the entire month.  No
clothes in the dorm, outside, at my job, or in class. -  -œYou -(TM)re
kidding, right? -  -œNope, I -(TM)m not kidding at all.  That -(TM)s the
deal. -  -œWhy would you agree to that? -  -œBecause I like being naked.
I -(TM)ve done it around my friends and now I have to see it I can take it
a step further.  This is my opportunity. -  -œThere are plenty of places
you can go if you want to be naked.  Some of the beaches on Lake Huron are
close.  There -(TM)s even a nudist colony north of Detroit that I heard
about.  Why here at school? -  -œI don -(TM)t know, but I think it has
something to do with being the only one around people who are dressed that
makes me vulnerable.  It changes me in a good way. -  -œWhen do you start?
-  -œSaturday morning.  Seven o -(TM)clock. - I said.  -œYou are
certifiable; you know that, don -(TM)t you? -  -œSuzie, I -(TM)m being
serious here.  If I -(TM)m going to get through this, I -(TM)m going to
need a friend to help me.  Someone I can talk to and cry to, if necessary.
Before that was Brian but he -(TM)s out of the picture now.  Will you help
me? -  -œWhat do you need me to do? -  -œJust try to understand what I
-(TM)m going through.  This is going to be so different from the last
couple of times for me because the only people around were people that I
trusted.  And the other thing that you need to understand is that I get
aroused a lot more often when I -(TM)m naked.  There will be times when I
just have to get myself off.  I -(TM)ll try to keep that as private as I
can if you don -(TM)t want to see it, but you may walk in on me sometime or
I may have to excuse myself while we -(TM)re in the middle of something. 
Okay? -  -œWow, and they say that Orientals don -(TM)t suffer from body
taboos.  But we -(TM)ve got nothing on you, white girl. - She was laughing
and I laughed with her.  We talked about it a few more times over the next
couple of days, or rather, Suzie asked me questions and I tried to answer
them.  She agreed to keep quiet about why I was doing this and I don -(TM)t
think she told anyone what was coming on Saturday morning because judging
by my entrance to the cafeteria no one was expecting a naked girl to show
up. I woke up about quarter after six on Saturday morning, applied the hair
removal crÃ"me to my legs and pussy, and gave it a few minutes to work
before getting in the shower.  I had been using the tattoo dye on my
nipples every two weeks or so to keep them a dark mahogany color and they
stood out against my pale skin like two headlights on a dark night.  I also
masturbated while I was in the shower to try to forestall my arousal which
I knew would be building as soon as I was seen outside my room.  By the
time I fixed my make-up and hair, it was almost seven o -(TM)clock and I
began mentally preparing myself up for what I was about to do. Suzie was
still asleep so I woke her up and asked her if she wanted to see my grand
entrance.  She got out of bed mumbling to herself, used the toilet and got
dressed.  When she was ready, I grabbed my student ID and we stepped out
into the hall together.  It was empty because most of the students slept in
on Saturday morning unless they had somewhere to go and we went to the
stairs (my suggestion) instead of using the elevator.  Two flights down and
Suzie paused with her hand on the door handle, asking me if I was really
ready.  I just nodded and she opened the door for me.  I took a deep breath
and then walked through. The dining hall was about sixty feet down the
corridor.  There were a few students in line but they were facing away from
me so no one was looking our way.  But just as we reached the elevator, it
dinged, the doors opened, and three guys became the first to see me naked
in public, but stood there with their jaws hanging open as I walked past
the doors.  They were so dumbfounded, they forgot to get out of the
elevator and the doors closed with them still inside.  I walked with my
head up and tried to remain calm but inside I was a nervous wreck.  Suzie,
walking beside me, told me to breathe and I nodded in acknowledgement,
afraid my voice would crack if I tried to talk. When we were about half way
to the dining hall, a girl in line turned around to talk to the person
behind her and saw us coming down the corridor.  She turned her friend
around so her friend could see us and I saw them telling everyone else in
line to turn around.  In moments, there were seven pairs of eyes staring at
me as I walked down the hallway and then the cell phones started coming out
to snap pictures and video as I approached.  Suzie and I fell in at the end
of the line and in less than a minute, we were swiping our identification
cards for the person checking everyone in to the dining hall.  -œWe were
told to expect you, - the woman said as she handed me a towel.   -œThis is
for you to sit on.  Just turn it in with your dishes when you -(TM)re
through. - I thanked her and took the towel and when I turned to get in
line, there were about thirty people who stopped eating and were pointing
and staring at me.  Suzie held my elbow and helped guide me to the serving
line and I -(TM)m not sure I would have made it without her help because I
was frozen where I was standing, scanning the people who were staring at
me. In the line, I got a bagel, a bowl of fruit, and a glass of skim milk
and followed Suzie to a table for four.  I put the towel down on my seat
and sat down to eat my breakfast. Throughout breakfast, I was the obvious
center of attention.  Suzie asked me how I was holding up and I told her I
was doing okay.  She asked me how I felt now that I would be the
masturbatory fantasy for at least twenty guys and I smiled at her and said
I hoped they enjoyed it because I sure did when I got myself off.  She
chuckled a little and told me I was doing fine; that I just needed to get
through breakfast and make it back to the room.  I nodded and focused on
trying to still my pounding heart while I ate. The good news was that no
one came over to talk with us, nor did anyone call out anything that was
demeaning or insulting.  When we finished eating, we took our trays up to
the conveyor that would take them, the towel I sat on, and our dishes into
the back.  Then we headed back toward the door were we checked in all the
while seeing the flashes of camera phones taking pictures of me.  We by
passed the elevators again in favor of the stairs and didn -(TM)t see
anyone until we were headed back down the hallway to our room.  Two girls
came out just as we passed their door and we heard them giggling as they
walked away from us.  Suzie unlocked the door and we went into our room and
I collapsed on my bed.  -œHow are you feeling? - asked Suzie.  -œPretty
good, all things considered.  That wasn -(TM)t as hard as I thought it
would be. -  -œAnd how did you feel when you were first spotted?  I -(TM)m
asking because this is going to be my field and you have to expect me to
ask. -  -œI felt very much like the first time I did this, but it was much
stronger this time because I didn -(TM)t know those people, or at least
most of them.  I felt vulnerable, very vulnerable, especially as they were
taking pictures because I was powerless to stop it.  And I felt sexy when
they stared at me because I know I -(TM)m pretty and I like it when people
take pleasure from looking at me.  It -(TM)s like I -(TM)m giving them
something, some part of me that I -(TM)m sharing with them and that makes
me feel good.  And I felt inferior to them.  I think that is a natural part
of being the only one without clothes.  You aren -(TM)t as good as
everyone; they are somehow above you in the hierarchy of relationships
because they can wear clothes and I can -(TM)t.  It -(TM)s amazing really
because that is exactly how I felt when I did this the first time, but felt
it much less the second time.  Now those feelings are back, bigger and
stronger than ever.  I don -(TM)t know if I will still be feeling that a
month from now, but right now it is overwhelming. -  -œThanks for sharing
that with me.  Do you mind one more question? -  -œSure, ask as many
questions as you want.  One thing you will learn about this is that I can
-(TM)t help but be completely open and honest about things when I -(TM)m
naked.  I think when my clothes come off, I don -(TM)t have anything to
hide behind, and so I can -(TM)t help but share my feelings. -  -œDid you
become aroused? -  -œNo, not yet, but I -(TM)m sure that as I get used to
this, I will.  I masturbated in the shower this morning and I think that
helped hold my arousal in check for the time being. -  -œI have to go to
the library for some research.  Do you want to come? -  -œIt would
probably be good for me to get out so I can get used to this again.  But
no, I have a paper to write and I can do it here.  But I do have one favor
to ask. -  -œWhat is it? -  -œCan you go with me to lunch?  I -(TM)m not
sure I -(TM)m ready to face a crowd alone yet.  Having you there really
helped me this morning. -  -œSure.  If I go now, I should be back by noon.
I -(TM)ll see you then. - She packed her bag and left me alone.  As soon
as she was gone, I let out a deep breath and released the tight control I
was holding on myself.  As soon as I did, I began trembling and I just lay
there letting my nervousness work itself out. When I finally settled down,
I went to my desk to work on my history paper.  I had all of the research
and citations I needed in my notes so I was able to finish the paper by
eleven.  It was due on Monday so I saved it thinking I would go back and
reread it later looking for last minute corrections.  I started on my math
assignment and got about half way through it when I had a sudden image of
myself sitting naked at my desk.  This kind of out of body experience had
happened several times before when I was nude; it was like I was standing
or floating behind myself looking down to see what I was doing.  Without
thinking, my hand went down to my pussy and I played with myself.  I put
one leg over the arm of the chair to open my pussy and put two fingers
inside to rub my clit.  I didn -(TM)t hear Suzie when she came in because I
was so engrossed in my own pleasure.  I whimpered as I came and my body
twitched sitting in the chair until finally the climax subsided.  When I
turned my chair around, there was Suzie staring at me, not saying a word,
but smiling.  I blushed from head to toe, then excused myself and went into
our bathroom to wash up before lunch. She hollered in to me as I washed.  
-œJust so you know you don -(TM)t have to excuse yourself around me.  It
was cool to watch you.  Just next time, I want to see your face instead of
watching from behind.  Okay? -  -œOkay, - I called out to her.   -œNext
time you get the full frontal view.  I -(TM)ll be out in just a sec. - I
finished washing and dried my hands and pussy.   -œHere we go again, - I
offered as we left the room.   -œThe crazy naked girl is on the loose. -
We giggled a little as we headed down the stairs but for the life of me, I
-(TM)m not sure what was so amusing.  Once again, Suzie held the door open
for me as we left the stairwell for the long hallway leading to the dining
room. Obviously the word had gotten out because this time the hallway was
crowded with people, both men and women, who wanted to get a look at me.  I
kept my shoulders back and my eyes straight ahead as I walked that gauntlet
of cell phones snapping pictures and recording video.  People were also
calling out to me; everything from questions about why I was naked to
requests for a date.  Some of them, not many but some, were just downright
obscene as they graphically described what they wanted to do to me or have
me do to them. Thinking about it now, in just that one walk down the
corridor, I saw and heard everything that was good and bad in people.  This
was so much different than when I had been naked with my friends and knew
that they loved me and I loved them that it gave me pause.  I suppose I
realized that this was going to be more difficult than the last two times
but I believe that on some level of my subconscious I was expecting it to
be the same; where people accepted me for what I was.  Then it hit me;
there were Sallies in the crowd of students and anything they couldn -(TM)t
understand they mocked and ridiculed.  That realization made it so much
easier for me and as I walked through the students lining the hallway, I
was smiling.  Now I had something I could deal with.  I wasn -(TM)t going
to let the Sallies beat me.  I let out a strong exhale and knew that
everything was going to be all right.  As further evidence that I was
feeling good, my nipples grew into hard, little nubs sticking out instead
of remaining flat. After we got our food and were seated, Suzie asked me
what happened in the hallway.  She said she noticed a change in me as we
were walking through the crowd of students and I explained how I had gotten
started by losing my cool with Sally and offering the bet.  Then I told her
that the people with the catcalls and insults were just more people like
Sally and I was determined not to let them beat me.  She nodded and we
talked about classes while we ate but about half way through lunch, two
guys came over and asked if they could sit with us.  Suzie looked at me and
I nodded that it was okay so they sat down facing each other and between
Suzie and me on each side. I knew both of them slightly.  Jake and Colin
were freshman, and I had one class with each of them.  As soon as they were
seated, Jake took the lead.  -œSo, Leah, what -(TM)s this about? - Jake
asked me and with a half-smile, I asked him what he meant.   -œDon -(TM)t
be coy.  Why are you naked? -  -œJake, honestly, I would tell you if I
could, but the reason has to be my secret for a while.  Is it enough that I
tell you that I like it and am glad I have the opportunity? -  -œI guess
it will have to be, but jeez, Leah, how long will you be doing this? - 
-œI -(TM)m afraid I can -(TM)t tell you that either, but it will be awhile
before I get to wear clothes again. -  -œWell, I -(TM)m sure that by
tomorrow, you -(TM)re going to have the campus in an uproar.  The
evangelicals are going to have a field day with this.  Not to mention the
newspapers and TV.  How are you going to deal with all of that?  -œI
-(TM)ll just have to deal with everything the best way I can.  If it helps,
I have the support of the administration.  That means the campus police won
-(TM)t hassle me and my teachers won -(TM)t kick me out of class because I
-(TM)m naked. -  -œWell, I don -(TM)t understand but if you -(TM)re okay
with it, who am I to make waves? - Then it was Colin -(TM)s turn.  
-œLeah, some of us were going to get together tonight for beer and pizza in
the common room.  You and Suzie are invited but it -(TM)ll be ten bucks to
cover the cost.  You interested? - I looked over to Suzie who asked me if
I though beer and nudity were a good mix.  That made everyone smile and so
I told them that we would both be there. Once again it was a circus as we
left.  As we passed the front doors to the dorm, Suzie asked if I was ready
for the next step.  -œWhat do you mean? -  -œWould you like to walk off
lunch outside?  It -(TM)s a gorgeous day and you shouldn -(TM)t be cooped
up all weekend. - I was going to have to go outside tomorrow morning to
get to work so I held my breath and said okay.  We went to the doors and
then I stepped out naked into the sunshine.  I was surprised that there
weren -(TM)t more people around until I realized that most of them would be
eating lunch inside.  We headed across the lawn to the other side of the
square created by the buildings around us.  The grass felt cool and clean
underneath my bare feet and then I stumbled as I suddenly was overwhelmed
by the sensations my body was giving me.  It was like a switch had been
turned on and all of sudden every nerve came alive, overloading my brain
with sensory input. Suzie gave me a look and I told her I was okay.  She
was right, it was an absolutely beautiful day and I enjoyed the feel of the
warm sun on my bare skin.  While there weren -(TM)t a lot of people around,
it didn -(TM)t take long for a crowd to gather around us and once again I
was subjected to a multitude of cell phones snapping pictures of me and
recording video.  Once we made it across the square we turned right and
then right again when we got to the end of the walk, and then one more
right so we were heading back to our dorm.  By now there were about thirty
people, almost all of them guys, surrounding us but giving us about fifteen
feet of space.  At our front door, Suzie asked about one more lap and I
shook my head no so we went inside and back up to our room. The good news
was that no one following us had made any lewd or obscene remarks to us. 
The bad news was that they were still camped out near the front doors
waiting for my next appearance.  I got on my bed with a textbook and tried
to read but all I could do was think about what the walk around the square
really meant.  I expected to be the center of attention while I was naked,
but I wasn -(TM)t sure that I could withstand a month of being surrounded
by gawkers every time I made a move.  I was thinking about that when Suzie
broke my train of thought.  -œYou know, it -(TM)s going to be tough for the
rest of us to get a date for the next month.  How are we supposed to
compete against a naked girl? - she asked chuckling.  -œWell, you could go
around naked, too. - I suggested laughing.   -œIt would be nice to have
some company. -  -œI don -(TM)t think so.  First, anyone who wanted to
date me just because I was naked would probably not interest me.  And
second, it would dishonor my family which is everything in the Japanese
culture.  So I guess I -(TM)ll have to be celibate until you -(TM)re ready
to wear clothes again. -  -œSuzie, what do people see when they see me
naked in everyday situations? -  -œNot sure what you mean.  If you -(TM)re
fishing for compliments, they see a beautiful young woman.  Beyond that, I
-(TM)m not sure what you -(TM)re getting at. -  -œDo you think it makes
them happy or gives them some pleasure? -  -œThe guys, certainly, unless
they happen to be uptight and prudish.  The girls, I -(TM)m not sure.  I
can only speak for me and I -(TM)m not sure yet how I feel about it.  I
still have to process it and I -(TM)m not there yet.  Why do you ask? - 
-œWhat if I told you that I liked the fact that looking at me makes them
happy?  Does that mean there -(TM)s something wrong with me that I would be
willing to humiliate myself to gain their approval? -  -œIf that were the
case, then yes, there would be something wrong with you.  But so far, I
haven -(TM)t seen any signs of humiliation.  Did you feel humiliated
earlier today? -  -œNo, not today.  I did a little bit the first time, but
not today.  So why do I do it? -  -œWhy do you think you do it? - 
-œBecause it frees me in a way that nothing else does.  When I -(TM)m
naked, I -(TM)m just me; I -(TM)m not trying to be someone else -(TM)s
picture of what I ought to be. -  -œThen that -(TM)s why you do it.  I
-(TM)m sure a psychologist would help you achieve that while you -(TM)re
wearing clothes but for now, this is what you have so use it.  Why was it
so important to you to play roles for other people?  Have you ever asked
yourself that? - I told her about the accident and the feelings of
separation I had from my friends when I didn -(TM)t see them because of
different classes and my work.  I concluded with  -œI guess it was just my
way of getting people to like me when I was among strangers. -  -œYou didn
-(TM)t have to think about that at all which means one of two things. 
First, it could be the truth and you -(TM)ve come to understand it or
second, it is such a well rehearsed lie to yourself that you -(TM)ve come
to believe it.  Any idea which it is? -  -œNo, when you put it like that,
I don -(TM)t know. -  -œSo maybe you just need to figure out which it is.
Let -(TM)s say it -(TM)s the second option.  That means that you really are
an exhibitionist.  Nothing wrong with that, and there are lots of healthy
and appropriate channels for it.  In fact, you -(TM)ve found one now.  I
-(TM)ll admit it is a little out of the ordinary, but it has an official
sanction so it can -(TM)t be wrong.  You were just taking an opportunity
that was offered to you.  Anyone else would do the same thing if the
opportunity met a real need the person had.  Either way, it -(TM)s cool. 
The one thing psychology teaches us is that we can -(TM)t hide from
ourselves.  We can try to, we can cover up the truth and disguise it for
awhile, but eventually we either face it or we develop psychoses that lead
to other behavioral problems.  I -(TM)ve lived with you for a month and as
near as I can tell, you are pretty normal with the exception of the
situation you are now in.  Now remember, I -(TM)m only a freshman starting
out on this but I have read a lot, as much as some professionals, but
nothing replaces experience so maybe I just sold you a bill of goods. - 
-œMaybe, but I don -(TM)t think so.  Keep this up and you will turn out to
be a great psychologist.  Thank you. -  -œYou -(TM)ll get my bill. -
After that we studied for a while before it was time for the party in the
common room.  We took a few minutes to freshen up and headed down the hall.
There were about twenty people there when we arrived and Jake greeted us,
took our money, and let us in.  We already knew the people, even if it was
just a passing acquaintance and my nudity became the immediate focus of
everyone there. I asked Jake to turn off the music for a minute and when I
got everyone to quiet down, I made an announcement.   -œI don -(TM)t want
to spend all evening explaining so let me just get this out of the way now.
I can -(TM)t tell you what is going on, but the administration is aware and
supportive.  I can -(TM)t even tell you how long, but it will be some time
before I can wear clothes again.  I am doing this willingly and I know
there will be repercussions for me, my family, and perhaps some of you. 
For that I apologize.  Is there anything else you want to know? -  -œDo
you want to do this?  Are you happy about it? - someone shouted from the
other side of the room.  It was a damned if you do and damned if you don
-(TM)t type question so I evaded, slightly.  -œI wasn -(TM)t forced into
this and I could have avoided it and chose not to.  Does that answer your
question? -  -œNo.  You don -(TM)t happen to be a political science major
do you?  You have a real future in politics with answers like that. -
Everyone laughed and when the laughter died down, I asked if there were any
more questions.  When there weren -(TM)t, Suzie and I got a beer and a
slice of pizza and sat at one of the card tables.  In another minute, Jake
and Colin joined us.  -œWell done, - Colin said.   -œGet the information
out and forestall an inquiry.  Pretty good crisis management technique. -
-œOh, God, you -(TM)re a communications major, aren -(TM)t you? - asked
Suzie.  -œCommunications and marketing.  I want to work in public
relations. -  -œIs there no limit to the depths when humans fall from
grace? - she told him with a big smile on her face.  -œActually, it -(TM)s
not much different than what you do, I just do it wholesale to your retail,
- Colin said laughing. Jake and I were taking in the exchange while we ate
our pizza.   -œDo you have enough alcohol in you to agree to a dance? - he
asked me. All of the memories of dancing naked, both for and with Brian,
came flooding back.  I wanted to dance and yet, I didn -(TM)t want to dance
because of the association it would have to my other experiences naked. 
Before I could answer, Colin extended his hand to Suzie and she took it so
they got up and went to the dance floor leaving Jake and me alone.   -œI
don -(TM)t know if that -(TM)s a good idea.  I might get carried away and
who knows what would happen. -  -œCarried away? - Jake asked.  -œIf you
haven -(TM)t noticed, I -(TM)m naked, and if I start shaking my booty with
you, there is a good possibility I will get very aroused.  It -(TM)s one of
those things that just can -(TM)t be helped; my body will react to the
situation no matter what my brain tells it to do.  I -(TM)m not sure I
-(TM)m ready for everyone to see that.  Believe it or not, there are still
some things that can embarrass me. - Jake had a perplexed look on his
face, as if he was being torn between two bad choices, then his face
suddenly cleared and he just nodded.   -œYou were just thinking something
and came to a decision.  Care to share it with me because I -(TM)m pretty
sure I -(TM)m involved with it somehow. -  -œI didn -(TM)t realize I was
that much of an open book to you.  Maybe I need to practice my poker face.
-  -œNo, I doubt most people would have noticed; it happened so fast.  But
in my current state of undress, all of my senses are heightened.  I think
it is a self-protection mechanism because I -(TM)m more vulnerable naked.
-  -œYou don -(TM)t hold much back about your feelings, do you? -  -œNot
when I -(TM)m naked.  This isn -(TM)t my first time doing this so I -(TM)m
aware of how it affects me.  I am more open and honest with people about my
thinking and my feelings.  I don -(TM)t want to hide anything about myself
when I -(TM)m like this.  It -(TM)s really a case of what you see is what
you get, no pun intended. -  -œThen that means I must be getting a lot,
because I can certainly see a lot. - I smiled at him and told him I was
glad he was enjoying the view.  Then I went back and asked him again what
had troubled him a moment before.  -œIf I tell you, will you dance with me?
-  -œOnly a scurrilous coward would attempt to blackmail a damsel at his
mercy, - I cried.  -œScurrilous, yes, I will grant you that.  But coward,
no.  How many of the unattached guys had the guts to come over and talk
with you?  Despite the fact that every single one of them wanted to so
badly it hurt. -  -œPoint taken.  Okay, one dance, a slow one if you tell
me what you were thinking. -  -œI was wondering if I should back off a
little and give you some space.  I wanted to ask you out for the last
several weeks and never caught you at the right time.  I was afraid I had
blown my chance after I talked with you in the cafeteria because you might
think that I was only doing it because you were nude.  I didn -(TM)t want
you to get the idea that I thought you were easy.  But I decided to chance
it because clothes or no clothes, I want to spend time with you. -  -œBut
how do you know I -(TM)m not easy?  After all, the evidence would seem to
support the conclusion.  Who else but an easy lay runs around naked in
front of others? -  -œSomehow, I don -(TM)t believe that. -  -œThat
-(TM)s good, because I -(TM)m not.  Just one boy and we waited a long time
before we did it. -  -œWant to talk about it? -  -œNo, I want to dance
with you but there is a condition.  If I get too aroused, you have to take
me back to my room.  Not to have sex; that isn -(TM)t going to happen.  At
least not tonight but you -(TM)re good looking and pleasant to talk with so
I won -(TM)t rule it out in the future.  Deal? -  -œYou have a deal.  Let
-(TM)s go. - We walked over to the area where four other couples were
dancing and watched them for a few minutes until the song ended.  I was
hoping the next one would be a slow song, but it wasn -(TM)t so I had to
make a decision.  I took Jake -(TM)s hand and pulled him into the dance
area.  As we danced, I kept my eyes glued to his face, trying to block out
everything else.  I knew from experience that my body could do this on
autopilot.  I was going to be sexy and beautiful; I would be loose and
flowing and soon everyone would stop dancing to watch me.  By staying
focused on his face, I hoped to avoid seeing what the others were doing.  I
was smiling at him as I danced and I surprised myself by never once
thinking about Brian.  Jake was my focus and as I danced for him I knew
that it was incredibly erotic from the way his eyes kept straying from my
face to see my body move. When the song was over, I took a deep breath and
waited for the next one.  This one was a slow one and I think I surprised
him when I flowed into his arms and put my arms around his neck so I was
pressed up against him.  I closed my eyes and let him guide me around while
my breasts were crushed against his chest.  He was a little taller than
Brian, so I turned my head and put my cheek against his chest as we danced.
Then I began to feel my body react.  Even crushed against him, my teats
were growing hard and I felt a trickle down my thigh from my pussy.  We got
through the dance and when it ended, I stood on my tiptoes and whispered
for him to grab a couple of beers and take me back to my room.  He nodded
and held my hand as we walked over to the cooler to grab two longnecks and
then through the doors and into the hallway.  Once in the hall however, I
realized I didn -(TM)t have a key to my room so I told him I would have to
go back and get one from Suzie.  He told me to come down to his room
instead and since he roomed with Colin, we would know when Suzie got back
to her room. So we went down another twelve doors and he unlocked the door
and held it open for me.  His room was amazingly clean and neat; somehow I
had the idea that guys in dorms were basically slobs and that there should
be dirty laundry and fast food leftovers all over the room.  He sat down on
the bed and opened the beers, handing me one while I sat on one of the desk
chairs.  -œSo how bad was it getting when we left? - he asked me. 
-œPretty bad.  There was fluid running down my thigh thanks to you. - 
-œHow is this my fault? - he asked, genuinely puzzled.  -œYou were holding
me too close, - I answered smiling at him  -œIf I remember correctly, you
pressed yourself into me. -  -œYes but then there was no escape from you
because you were holding me too close.  See, perfectly logical and you have
to admit it was entirely your fault. - We both laughed hard and when we
settled down, I spoke again.   -œI was serious about not sleeping with you.
I just want to make sure you understand. -  -œI do, and that -(TM)s fine.
You -(TM)ve given me hope for the future. -  -œBut there is something else
I can do if you want.  I really need to masturbate and if you want to watch
me, I -(TM)m okay with that. - His jaw dropped open but he didn -(TM)t say
anything.   -œExcuse me, - I said,  -œI can either go back for my key or I
can do it here, but either way, I -(TM)m cumming in the next few minutes.
It -(TM)s your choice as to where. - He just nodded to me and I assumed
that was an acknowledgement that it was okay to do it here.  I stood up and
rested my bottom against the edge of the desk with my feet a little more
than shoulder width apart.  I drained my beer, and then had the idea to use
the neck as a dildo.  With one hand holding my lips open, I used the other
to put the neck of the bottle inside me and shuddered as the ridges at the
mouth pushed at my clit.  As I worked the bottle in and out inside me, I
was amazed how the end of the bottle stimulated me.  Every time those
ridges rubbed against my button, it was like a mini-climax.  I was shaking
and felt myself grow weak as the pleasure radiated from my vagina
throughout my entire body.  I moved away from the desk and got down on my
knees to prevent myself from collapsing.  One hand went to my nipple and I
was pulling and twisting it furiously until it hurt but the pain merely
drove me on to fuck myself with the bottle even harder.  I leaned back so
my head was against the desk and my body was bowed outward, completely
exposing myself to Jake and I jerked the bottle up and down in my pussy. 
Finally I froze in place as the orgasm exploded and I saw a flash of light
even though my eyes were still open.  When my climax finally subsided and I
looked at Jake, his hand was rubbing his crotch through his jeans.  He
quickly pulled his hand away, embarrassed that I saw him rubbing his
erection and he stood up from the bed and reached out his hand to me.  I
took it and he pulled me up to my feet.  We stood there for a few moments
just looking at each other -(TM)s face while we held hands. He smiled at me
and said,  -œHow in the name of God -(TM)s green planet are we supposed to
have a conversation after that? - and laughed. I laughed with him and he
pulled me over to the bed, sat down on it, and I climbed into his lap for
our first kiss.  It was long and deep and hard and I loved the feeling of
his tongue dancing with mine as I sat naked on his lap.  I was waiting for
him to touch my breast but he kept one hand on my shoulder and the other on
my leg, not trying to feel me up, although I wouldn -(TM)t have minded if
he did. When the kiss finally ended, I told him that was nice and asked him
if he liked watching me masturbate.   -œYes, - he answered,  -œI really
did, but I liked kissing you more.  Ready for an encore? - Instead of
answering, I leaned in and we kissed again.  Unbelievably, our second kiss
was better than our first.  I could feel his cock pushing against my leg
through his jeans and when the kiss was over, I asked him if he needed help
while I grabbed his crotch.  He just nodded and I slipped off his lap and
knelt between his legs while I undid his belt and zipper.  I pulled his
dick out and leaned down to take it in my mouth and he stopped me.  -œYou
don -(TM)t have to do that.  Your hand is fine if you want. -  -œI know I
don -(TM)t have to, but I want to.  And I -(TM)m sure you -(TM)ll get a lot
more out of it this way. - I don -(TM)t know what it was with Jake, but he
took forever to come in my mouth.  If he had been fucking me, I could have
cum twice in the time it took me to suck him off and my mouth was sore as
he finally ejaculated in my mouth.  When I finished, I swallowed, put his
penis back in his shorts, and zipped him up.  Then I got on his bed with my
legs underneath me facing him and he turned around to look at me. 
-œEarlier, you said you -(TM)ve done this before.  What did you mean by
that? - I told him about the two other times I had been naked around my
friends, but I didn -(TM)t mention any of the specifics.   -œOne of the
things I learned, - I concluded,  -œwas that when I do this, I need
friends around who won -(TM)t take advantage of me.  And when I have them
around, I -(TM)ve found that what we just did is the best way I know to
thank them for being a friend.  I believe you said something earlier also,
about asking me out on a date.  As long as we stay on campus, I would love
to so when are you going to ask? -  -œRight now.  Casablanca is playing at
the union next Saturday night.  Would you like to go with me? -  -œOf
course.  You know I -(TM)ll still be naked then.  Is that okay? -  -œAre
you nuts?  Don -(TM)t ever ask a guy if it -(TM)s okay for you to be naked.
He -(TM)ll think you -(TM)re retarded. - We laughed and then I told him
that I had to work early in the morning so I needed to go and asked him if
he -(TM)d walk back with me to get the key from Suzie.  He agreed and we
walked back to the common room holding hands.   -œYou know, everyone is
going to think that we made love, especially since you have the special
smell.  Why don -(TM)t you wait here and I -(TM)ll get the key. -  -œNo,
it doesn -(TM)t bother me what they think or what they can smell.  When I
-(TM)m naked, I don -(TM)t hide anything from anybody.  If someone asks you
what happened, you can tell the whole truth.  That -(TM)s what I will do if
I -(TM)m asked.  Okay? -  -œOkay, if that -(TM)s what you want. - We went
in and found Suzie sitting with Colin.  Most of the others were still there
dancing or talking and I asked Suzie for the key.  She told Colin it was
time for her to get back too, so she got up and headed out.  I gave Jake
one last goodnight kiss and followed her out. Back in the room, Suzie asked
me what happened and I told her everything.  She just sighed and said she
wondered what it would be like to be that uninhibited.  I told her that it
was easy once you were naked but that getting naked in front of others was
the hard part and she laughed.  I got in the shower so I wouldn -(TM)t have
to get up early in the morning and when I got out, I went to bed.  It was
only about nine thirty but I was tired and went right to sleep while Suzie
read a novel. The next morning I got up about five thirty without the help
of the alarm because I went to bed so early.  I decided on another shower
and got out of bed as quietly as I could in the dark and found my way to
our bathroom.  I closed the door, turned on the light, and got in the
shower with the water as hot as I could stand it.  The bathroom was filling
with steam as I just stood under the hot water and let the steam relax me
because I was still wound up from the night before with Jake.  After about
five minutes, I turned the temperature down to as cold as I could stand it
and let the water cool me off.  Then I turned it back to warm and washed my
hair and body.  The bathroom was still steamy when I got out so I opened
the door and slipped out, leaving it open a crack while I dried off. I did
some yoga exercises in the dark to stretch and when the steam had cleared
out of the bathroom, went back in to fix my hair and make-up.  Twenty
minutes later I was ready so I put my wallet and key in my laptop bag and
slipped out of the room without disturbing Suzie. I knew I was going to be
early but I figured that was okay because I might have to explain to Bobby,
the other employee who was in charge, why I was showing up for work naked.
The sun was just coming up as I walked the half mile to the union and
entered the front door.  Amer -(TM)s was the coffee shop where I worked on
the first floor and Bobby was already there, brewing coffee and tea and
setting up the register.  -œI got an e-mail that said you would be naked,
but I didn -(TM)t believe it.  I thought it was some sort of prank, - he
said as I walked up.  -œNo, it -(TM)s me in the flesh, - I told him and
then quickly added,  -œall my flesh, - and he laughed, but it was a
nervous laughter.  Bobby was a senior and he only worked about twelve hours
per week as part of his scholarship.   -œSo how do you want to handle this?
- I asked him.  -œI -(TM)ll take care of the coffee and tea and you handle
the register.  We -(TM)ll both fill orders but when there is a line waiting
to order, you take care of them as fast as you can. - Because it was
Sunday morning, we both knew it wasn -(TM)t going to be very busy so I
agreed with him and counted the money in the register drawer to verify what
I had.  After that, we had some time to talk before people started showing
up.  When everything was ready, Bobby asked me why I wasn -(TM)t wearing
clothes.  I told him that I couldn -(TM)t tell him but obviously I had the
support of the administration because of the e-mail he had received.  Then
he asked me what it was like to not be dressed.  I noticed that he was
choosing language that did not include the words naked or nude and from
that I thought he might be embarrassed by seeing me like this.  -œBobby, I
-(TM)ll be happy to talk to you about it but are you embarrassed because I
-(TM)m naked? - He blushed some and just nodded.  So I turned to face him,
spread my legs shoulder width apart, and put my hands on top of my head.  
-œLook at me, Bobby, look all you want until the embarrassment goes away. I
like being looked at and that is one of the reasons I -(TM)m doing this. 
So take your time and really look at me, not just my face, but everything.
He stood there red faced for several seconds looking at his shoes then
lifted his eyes.  I could track them as he started at my feet and scanned
slowly upwards.  I saw him hesitate at my bare pussy and again at my
breasts before he paused and I knew from his face that he was seeing all of
me.  I slowly turned around, hands still on my head to let him see me from
the side and back and when I returned to a position facing him, he was
smiling.  -œThank you, - he said,  -œYou are really beautiful. -  -œDid
you enjoy looking? - I asked.  -œVery much. -  -œWell, don -(TM)t
hesitate to look again if you want.  As I said, I like being looked at.  It
makes me feel sexy and erotic. - Just then we saw a group of three
students, two girls and a guy, coming our way.  I recognized them as Sunday
morning regulars.  They would spend most of the morning there reading the
New York Times and the Detroit Free Press.  They were chatting as they
walked toward us so they didn -(TM)t notice me until they were almost to
the cash register.  When they did see me standing naked behind the counter,
they just stopped in their tracks and stared with the guy -(TM)s mouth
hanging open.  -œCan I help you? - I asked.  -œHuh, do you realize you
-(TM)re naked? - asked one of the girls.  -œI am?  Omigod, - I exclaimed.
 -œI am! - and I laughed.   -œYes, I know, and it -(TM)s a long story. 
Can I get you something? - They gave me their orders and I told them to
have a seat.  I noticed that the guy put a dollar in the tip jar.  Usually
students just put in their change if they put anything in at all.  Bobby
was smiling as he went to work on the cappuccino while I got the two
coffees.  I put the coffees on a tray and added the three pastries they
wanted while Bobby finished.  He added the drink to the tray and I took it
out to them.  As I put the tray down on their table, the other girl asked
me if I was in compliance with the health code.  -œApparently, I am.  This
was arranged ahead of time.  It -(TM)s not a spur of the moment thing. - 
-œWhy would you do this?  Why would you humiliate yourself like this? - 
-œI don -(TM)t feel humiliated, not at all.  I like being looked at.  Check
out your friend; he can -(TM)t take his eyes off me. - The two girls
turned to the boy and before he knew it, he was being slugged on each arm
by the girls.  I went back behind the counter while the two girls berated
the guy and he just sat there looking sheepish, taking their abuse. Two
more guys came up and after taking a few moments to get over being
flabbergasted, placed their orders.  Each of them also left a tip and when
I took their order out to them, I thanked them.   -œA small price to pay,
- muttered one of the guys as he openly stared at me.  I did a pirouette
for him to let him get the three hundred sixty degree view before going
back to the register.  As I walked back, I heard him calling a friend
telling him to come down to Amer -(TM)s. Everything was pretty normal until
about eight thirty.  That -(TM)s when I really noticed that a line was
starting to form.  I told Bobby I was going to start taking names on the
orders so I could stay behind the register until we got caught up and he
agreed.  But the line kept getting longer and longer until there were over
thirty people in line.  We worked our asses off trying to keep up with the
orders and started a rotation where I would take an order and fix it while
Bobby took the next order and prepared that one.  While it was a more equal
division of labor and let us work a little faster, there were some groans
from the guys in line when Bobby took the first order. Neither of us got a
break all morning as people kept arriving based on cell phone calls and
text messages from their friends to come down.  By ten when my shift was
supposed to end, I was exhausted.  Our relief arrived a few minutes before
ten and Bobby and I took a deep breath.  Then we took the contents of the
tip jar to the back to divvy it up.  There was over one hundred dollars in
the jar when the usual Sunday morning meant fifteen or twenty dollars to
split between us.  Bobby said he would have to see if he could arrange to
work more shifts with me and I asked him about sharing the wealth.  He just
shook his head no and said it wasn -(TM)t about the extra money; it was
because of the fringe benefits and I laughed. Nothing much happened the
rest of the day.  I spent the day in my room except for lunch and dinner
thinking about what tomorrow would be like when I would be going to my two
classes, one at ten in the morning and one at three in the afternoon.  The
last one was pretty far away, almost a mile, which meant a fifteen minute
walk there and fifteen minutes back across campus.  I was also sure that
after this morning the word would be out all over campus that there was a
naked girl running around. What I wasn -(TM)t prepared for the next morning
when I left the dorm were the camera crews from the local stations shoving
microphones in my face.  It was a tumult outside the dorm as I exited and
began walking to my first class.  At first I was stymied as the news people
crowded around me but then a couple of students got between us and began
pushing them out of the way.  A few more guys joined my escorts and then I
was able to make good progress, leaving the news people trailing in my wake
as two of the guys took up a position behind me, blocking the view of the
cameras. When I got to the building for my class, I thanked them for their
help.  One of the guys from my dorm told me that he had arranged for some
of his friends to meet him outside in case something like this happened.  I
stood up on my toes and kissed his cheek to thank him, then had to repeat
the process with the other six guys who had gotten me to class safely.  By
the time I kissed all of them, the news people were catching up so I ducked
inside and headed to my class. I got through the class all right because
most of the students had already heard about me or had seen the commotion
with the news people.  I was sitting in the back and could see the frequent
head turns as people looked back to see what I was doing but I kept my
focus on the instructor and taking notes.  When class was over, I was
dreading the walk back to the dorm but my escorts were waiting for me and
helped me get back with a minimum of fuss.  This time, instead of kissing
them on the cheek, I kissed them on the lips, but they were thank you
kisses, not passionate ones.  Still I thought they were pleased that I did
and I knew that pressing my self against them was having some effect.  The
other nice thing was that each of them put their arms around me during the
kiss to hold me and I liked that a lot. I had lunch and headed up to my
room to wait for my next class.  I was surprised when I came out that the
news people were gone but I guessed that they got their footage for the
evening news earlier and were now content to leave me alone.  It was after
I got back and had dinner that I got the call from my parents.  They were
both on the line but it was my mother who spoke first.  -œLeah, we saw a
girl who looked like you on the news walking around naked.  Tell me it wasn
-(TM)t you. -  -œI can -(TM)t, Mom.  It was me. -  -œLeah, what -(TM)s
going on up there?  What do you think you -(TM)re doing walking around
naked? -  -œMom, I can -(TM)t explain but you have to believe me; there
-(TM)s a good reason for it. - Then my father took over.   -œLeah, there
-(TM)s not a single reason anyone can think of that would justify this
behavior.  I am about fifteen seconds away from driving over there and
yanking you out of school unless you stop this tonight. -  -œDad, I -(TM)m
sorry you found out the way you did.  I should have called you and told you
first; that was wrong of me.  But what I -(TM)m doing isn -(TM)t wrong and
it -(TM)s important.  The administration knew ahead of time what I was
going to do and it has their support. -  -œNot good enough.  Tell us why
you -(TM)re running around campus in the all together or you -(TM)ll be
home by tomorrow morning. -  -œDad, I can -(TM)t tell you without ruining
everything.  I know this is hard on both of you but can -(TM)t you trust me
that there is a good reason? -  -œHard on us?  Do you know what it will be
like for us tomorrow?  Do you know what it will be like when I have to go
to work and have everyone tell me they saw my daughter naked on TV?  You
-(TM)re mother and I will be humiliated and ridiculed for this for years.
Didn -(TM)t you think what it would do to us? -  -œWith all due respect,
Dad, you -(TM)re not the one naked in public.  The images of me are now on
the Internet and they will be there forever.  So again, are you going to
trust me and trust that I know what I -(TM)m doing? -  -œLeah, does this
have anything to do with the stories Sally told about you after the
snowstorm? - It was my mother asking.  -œOnly in a very remote way.  It
really isn -(TM)t connected at all.  If she had never told those stories, I
might still be doing this.  Does that answer your question?  -œNot really.
You sound like your trying to be evasive. -  -œI know I am, Mom, but I
have to be.  I promise, when this is all over, I will tell you everything.
But for now I have to finish what I started. - We talked a little longer
and I could hear my father fuming at the other end of the line.  Finally I
told them I needed to study, and that I loved them both, and hung up. After
all of the initial chaos, things settled down fairly quickly.  I worked my
shifts at Amer -(TM)s and saw my tips increase four or five fold over
normal.  I attended classes, I ate my meals in the cafeteria, and I
studied. I also spent time with Jake, just talking with him as we got to
know each other better and we studied together for the one class we had in
common. One of the things I noticed however about my first week being naked
is that I did not masturbate nearly as often as I had the last time I spent
a week nude.  I spent a lot of time thinking about it and came to the
conclusion that because I didn -(TM)t know the people around me nearly as
well as I did the last time, my nudity wasn -(TM)t affecting me as much.  I
did masturbate once with Suzie in the room and a couple of other times when
I was alone, but there wasn't any day when I had eight or nine orgasms like
the last time I did this.  I hadn -(TM)t masturbated nine times since I had
arrived at UM, let alone in one day.  I think the other reason was that I
was so much busier now compared to the last time.  Then we had a full week
with nothing to do but play.  Now with work, classes, and studying, there
just wasn -(TM)t that much time.  I often went to bed exhausted; literally
too tired to finger myself.  I silently resolved that I would have to make
time for myself in my schedule. On Saturday night, I spent about an hour
getting ready for our date.  I used the dye on my nipples because they were
starting to fade a little, used the depilatory crÃ"me on my legs,
underarms, and pussy, took a shower, fixed my hair and make-up and was
ready five minutes before he was to pick me up.  I quickly made a decision
and got out the Ben Wa balls Brian had given me and put them in my pussy,
tucking the string inside also instead of letting it hang out.  I got my
wallet, made sure my key was in it, and was standing near the door when he
knocked.  I opened it for him, he asked me if I was ready, and I told him I
was.  Before leaving, I put my arms around his neck and gave him a kiss,
feeling my breasts rub against his shirt, and then we were ready to go. The
theater at the union wasn -(TM)t a typical theater.  Instead of rows of
folding seats it had sofas and easy chairs spread around a large room. 
There were tables near the furniture for food and drink and servers took
our orders and brought them to our seats.  When we entered, Jake pointed to
a couple of easy chairs near the middle of the room but I took his hand and
pulled him to a solitary chair in the back.  I had him sit down and then I
sat on his lap with my back against one arm and my legs over the other. 
The server came and we ordered hamburgers and cokes and she brought them to
our table just before the lights went dim.  We ate with me on his lap
during the first twenty minutes and when we finished, I took Jake -(TM)s
hand and put it on my breast.   -œI hope you understand why I wanted one
chair in the back now, - I whispered in his ear and he just smiled at me.
For the next twenty minutes, Jake played with my nipple and breast while we
watched the movie.  I was really turned on by having him touch me like this
in public, even though it was dark and we were in the back.  I opened my
legs a little and moved his hand to my pussy and he cupped it gently in the
palm of his hand while he massaged it but didn -(TM)t try to put his finger
inside me.  It didn -(TM)t matter because he was moving the balls around
and as they rubbed against my clit, I felt my pleasure build.  Just before
the orgasm, I pressed my mouth against his neck to stifle the moan and then
my body shook as I experienced a wonderful climax.  He realized what had
happened and I think he was confused because he never entered me.  Again I
whispered in his ear, telling him I had Ben Wa balls inside me and he
nodded.  He didn -(TM)t stop kneading my pussy and within ten minutes, I
had my second orgasm.   -~This is more like it, -(TM) I thought,  -~two
orgasms in twenty minutes. -(TM) After that, I moved his hand back to my
breast and we watched the rest of the movie.  I cried at the end, like I
always do during Casablanca and I didn -(TM)t have a tissue to wipe my eyes
or blow my nose.  When we got outside, Jake wiped away my tears and asked
me if I wanted to stop for a coffee and I told him that would be great.  We
hadn -(TM)t taken more than a couple of steps when I heard Brian -(TM)s
voice from behind me.  -œHello, Leah. - I turned around and said hello to
Brian.  Then I introduced Jake and Brian introduced Rachel.  There was an
awkward pause for a moment and then Jake asked them if they wanted to join
us for coffee.  I thought for a moment that Brian would say yes, but Rachel
pulled on his arm and said they were planning on meeting some friends off
campus.  We said good-bye to each other and went our separate ways. At Amer
-(TM)s over coffee, Jake asked me how I knew Brian and I told him he was my
boyfriend in high school.  Jake gave me a quizzical look and then I
explained that Brian was my boyfriend the other two times I was naked for
extended periods and that he was the first (and only) boy I had slept with.
Then I had to tell him everything about those times.  I had told him that I
had been naked around my friends but I had never given him any details
about it.  Now I did tell him; everything from the bet with Sally up to my
deflowering ceremony and then being alone with Brian for two days when I
lost my virginity.  Then I finished with him dumping me, presumably for
Rachel, just before summer vacation started.  -œWow, that -(TM)s some
story. So that -(TM)s what you meant when you said that you had done this
before.  Look, if you don -(TM)t want to say anything that would be okay,
but why do you like being naked? -  -œJake, you -(TM)re a dear and I
really like being with you.  Are you sure you want to know about this?  It
may leave you with the impression that I am really fucked up in the head
and while I don -(TM)t think I am, you may not agree with that assessment.
-  -œWith or without clothes, you are the most beautiful girl I know and I
really like you, too.  I want to know all about you because I -- well,
because I think we -(TM)re great together and I want to see how much better
it can be.  But you can -(TM)t do that if the other person is an enigma. -
 -œOkay, here goes.  I missed a year of high school when I hurt my back. 
If you look closely, you will see two small, white scars on either side of
my spine about half way up from the two surgeries I had.  When I went back
to school, I was a year behind and had no friends in my new class and lost
touch with my friends in the class ahead of me.  Plus I had to work to save
money for college because all of my college money went to pay my medical
bills and even so, my parents almost went bankrupt.  So I was feeling
guilty and abandoned and to overcome all of that, I started trying to
please everyone by being what I thought they wanted me to be.  So at the
party, when I shed my clothes something amazing happened after I got over
the humiliation and embarrassment.  All of a sudden, I couldn -(TM)t be
anything but me.  All my real feelings came out and I didn -(TM)t have to
pretend to anything any more.  And that was exhilarating.  Beside that, I
found out how sexy I really was and I liked that.  Finally, I was able to
bond again with my friends and that made me feel terrific.  So all things
considered, I was a lot better off naked than when I was dressed.  -œSo
when I had the chance to do it again, I leapt at the opportunity.  I spent
the entire week as the only one naked and it was the best week of my life.
But when it was over, I thought that it was my last chance to experience
the good stuff that comes with being naked.  So I just existed; going to
class and going to work, but not really feeling anything.  When Brian came
home for Christmas, it was nice, and we made love a couple of times, but it
wasn -(TM)t really the same because now there was some distance between us
caused by his being away.  Then a few months later, he broke up with me and
I was really in a funk until a couple of friends helped me get out of it.
By then, it was time to come here and I was excited about it but after the
first couple of weeks, I felt myself slipping into the doldrums again. 
-œThen I was presented with an opportunity to be naked again and I grabbed
it.  Since then, I -(TM)ve been happier than I have for a long time.  I met
you and that has been a blessing, as has Suzie, but without being naked, I
-(TM)m not sure that either of you would have helped me feel things so
strongly again.  The bottom line is that I am happier and better adjusted
when I -(TM)m nude than when I -(TM)m clothed.  -œSo now, just how screwed
up do you think I am? -  -œOther than the lack of attire, you seem pretty
normal to me, so how can I answer that?  But if I could make a suggestion,
I think what -(TM)s inside you is a lot more important than what is outside
you, not that the outside isn -(TM)t terrific.  Talking with you the few
times I did before you got into this situation made me want to get to know
you better.  And as I have, it -(TM)s made me want to know even more.  So
screwed up or not, I -(TM)m in if you want me to be. -  -œJake, honey,
just how in do you want to be? -  -œHuh?  I -(TM)m not sure what you mean.
-  -œWell, if I have to be obvious, will you please take me back to your
room or mine so you can get inside me in the very best way. - Suddenly the
light dawned on him and he understood what I was saying.  He took my hand
as we walked back to the dorm but Suzie was in my room and Colin was in
Jake -(TM)s.  But he didn -(TM)t let that upset him and, still holding my
hand, he led me back downstairs and out the back of the dorm.  It was dark
out, but not late, as he led me across the campus to a thick grove of
trees. Once inside the grove, we were almost invisible to anyone walking
past us.  -œI wasn -(TM)t expecting this, - he told me.  I don -(TM)t have
a condom.  We can make love without intercourse if you -(TM)re worried. -
-œIt -(TM)s okay.  I -(TM)m on the pill. -  -œHave you ever made love in
the grass? - he asked and I just shook my head no as I tugged at his
shirt, trying to get it over his head.  He quickly stripped down and we lay
down together in the soft grass as we kissed.  Then I took out the Ben Wa
balls and we made love together.  It never crossed my mind that we might be
found and so the love making was free of worry and unhurried. When we were
finally through, he got dressed and we headed back to the dorm.  There was
semen leaking from my slit but I didn -(TM)t care.  We said good night at
my door and I went inside.  I realized I was still holding the balls so I
went to the bathroom to clean them. Suzie began quizzing me immediately,
not even waiting until I came out of the bathroom and I told her everything
that happened, including how he had brought me to orgasm twice during the
movie.  She either had a terrific poker face or she knew me as well as I
knew myself because nothing I told her seemed to take her by surprise. 
-œSo does being naked make you more sexually active? - she asked after I
had told her everything about our evening.  -œI think it makes me more
aroused, but not necessarily more active.  If I hadn -(TM)t been with Jake,
I wouldn -(TM)t have done it to myself in the theater.  I think the fact
that he is cute, smart, and very interested in me has more to do with it
than my lack of clothes. -  -œYou kind of glossed over the part with
Brian. Was it really awkward? -  -œYou know, not as much as I expected it
to be.  I had played out the scene where we saw each other a hundred times
in the last couple of months and the reality turned out better than most of
my imaginings. -  -œAny interest in seeing him again? -  -œI don -(TM)t
think so.  Fool me once, shame on you.  Fool me twice, shame on me.  How
could I ever get serious about Brian knowing that he already dumped me
once? -  -œYeah, but that was before he knew you -(TM)d be running around
campus in the nude.  If he had known, do you think he would have broken it
off with you? -  -œThe question is moot.  He did, and Jake makes me happy.
By the way, how are you and Sammie getting along? -  -œWe -(TM)re not.  He
-(TM)s nice but I don -(TM)t get that special feeling. -  -œSorry, I
thought you two were getting along. -  -œWe do, just not the way you and
Jake do, - she said with an ear to ear grin on her face.  -œHe is nice.  I
wish there was a way to spend more time with him. -  -œMaybe there is. 
Janis dropped out today.  I could move in with Billie and Jake could move
his stuff down here. -  -œDo you want to move out? -  -œNot necessarily.
But having you naked all of the time can be a little unsettling.  I might
be able to focus on homework a little better if my roommate was wearing
clothes. -  -œIt -(TM)s only a couple of more weeks.  And I don -(TM)t
think I -(TM)m ready to move in with Jake.  We -(TM)ve only had one date
and there is still a lot I don -(TM)t know about him.  Can I go back to
what you just said? - When she nodded, I went on.   -œIs it really that
hard to study with me around?  You -(TM)ve been so great this last week and
I don -(TM)t want to make things harder on you.  Is there anything I can
do? -  -œOther than put on some clothes?  I don -(TM)t think so.  Look, I
could always study at the library if it was really a problem, but it -(TM)s
something else. -  -œWhat? -  -œI envy you.  You -(TM)re so easy about it
even when the guys are looking at you and thinking what it would be like to
fuck you.  I wish guys would look at me that way sometimes.  It -(TM)s not
that I resent you, or resent that they look at you and get pleasure from
it. I guess I resent that I can -(TM)t be that way myself. -  -œDo you
trust me? -  -œSure.  What are you thinking?  I can see the wheels
turning. -  -œYou, dear friend, are about to become the subject of my own
experiment.  But you have to do exactly what I say.  Agreed? -  -œWhat are
you planning?  I know better than to agree before I know what you -(TM)re
planning on doing. -  -œThat -(TM)s why I asked you if you trust me.  You
can -(TM)t know until it happens.  Otherwise you will talk yourself out of
it.  So do you agree? -  -œOkay.  What do you want me to do? -  -œGet in
the bathroom and clean yourself up.  You have five minutes.  Go on, just
get ready. - It was with some hesitation that she went into the bathroom.
When I heard the water running, I dialed Jake -(TM)s room and asked him if
Colin was with him.  When he said he was, I asked him if he felt like a
walk around campus.  He told me he would love to join me and I said to
bring Colin.  I was going to leave my door cracked open and he and Colin
were to knock and barge in fifteen minutes from now.  -œWhat are you
planning?  You -(TM)ve got something going on. -  -œDoesn -(TM)t matter
but you need to be here in fifteen minutes.  Don -(TM)t be early, it will
ruin everything.  And taking a walk is your idea, not mine.  Got it? - 
-œAnything you say.  See you in a few minutes. - I hung up and called in
to Suzie to see how she was doing while I opened the door and pushed it
almost closed but not letting the latch catch.  She told me just a sec and
when she came out, she was wearing fresh make-up and she did her hair in a
ponytail.  -œOkay.  Now I want you to take off all your clothes, - I told
her.  -œWhy? -  -œJust trust me, remember.  You told me you wanted to
experience something like what I do every day.  Since it -(TM)s just the
two of us, I figured this would give you a taste of what I feel all of the
time. -  -œOkay, but I don -(TM)t see the point.  You -(TM)ve seen me
naked lots of times. - She pulled off her top and unfastened her bra.  Her
breasts, smaller than mine by a smidgeon, were perfect cones pointing out
from her chest with dark brown nipples that quickly grew into hard, little
nubs as I looked at them.  With her golden skin, it was hard to tell if she
blushed as I looked at her, but she kept stripping, kicking off her sandals
and pulling down her shorts and panties with one motion.  When she was
naked, I asked her to put her hands on top of her head and turn slowly
while I looked at her.  She did as I asked and when she was facing me
again, she started to put her hands down but I asked her to leave them on
her head as I looked up and down at her body.  After a few moments of
staring at her, I asked her what she was feeling.  -œIt was weird.  No one
has ever looked at me just to see me like you did.  You were studying my
body, taking it all in with an intensity that I -(TM)ve never associated
with looking at someone.  It made me feel like I was some inanimate object;
a painting or a sculpture, and you were just trying to memorize every line
and curve of my body.  And I also felt, I don -(TM)t know, it -(TM)s hard
to find the right words, but I felt very sexual.  I couldn -(TM)t help
thinking about how nice an orgasm would be, even with you watching me. - 
-œNow I want you to close your eyes and do the turn again.  But this time,
we -(TM)re not alone.  Imagine ten or fifteen other people, men and women,
watching you.  I -(TM)ll tell you when to stop turning but keep your eyes
closed. - She took a sharp breathe before she closed her eyes and slowly
turned around.  When she was almost all of the way around I had her stop
and asked her how this was different than the first time.  -œI could see
them smiling as they stared at me and I felt good about that but I also
felt less like a person and more -- more like an animal.  I felt some
humiliation for a moment but as I saw their faces, I was proud of the way I
looked and could feel their pleasure being transmitted to me somehow. - I
told her to open her eyes, and just as she did, Jake knocked on the door
and it flew open.  Suzie saw Jake and Colin standing in the hallway looking
at her as she stood there completely exposed with her hands on her head. 
She started to go to the bathroom to hide but I stopped her.   -œLet them
look at you, - I told her.   -œThey -(TM)re friends and you can trust
them. - She turned to face them and just stood there with her hands at her
side, not trying to cover up as Colin and Jake looked at her with their
eyes wide open, unblinking. After almost a minute of staring at her, Jake
said,  -œWe thought you might like to go for a walk. -  -œSure, we -(TM)d
love to.  Let -(TM)s go, Suzie. -  -œI have to get dressed first.  Give me
a minute. -  -œNo you don -(TM)t.  Let -(TM)s go.  Once around the square,
- I told her, gabbing her hand and pulling her toward the door.  -œNo, I
can -(TM)t.  I -(TM)m not you, Leah.  I could never go out like this. - I
got very serious and told her that yes she could.   -œYou wanted to
experience this and now you can.  You saw how Jake and Colin reacted; they
were absolutely stunned by your beauty.  Time to share that beauty with the
world; or at least this corner of the campus.  You can do this because you
want to do this.  It -(TM)s late and it -(TM)s dark outside.  You -(TM)ll
never have a better opportunity.  Trust me, remember? - I pulled a little
more on her hand and she followed me to the door.  She hesitated there for
just a brief moment, took a deep breath, and stepped out into the hallway.
It was deserted and we walked down the hallway, Suzie and I holding hands
and the boys flanking us.  Just as we got to the elevator, it chimed and
the doors opened.  There were two guys from our floor who looked first at
me and then gave Suzie a long, hard stare before they got off and we got
on. As the doors closed, we heard one of them say,  -œWow, now there -(TM)s
two of them!  Isn -(TM)t college great? - There was no one in the lobby
and Suzie hesitated again as we got to the front door because we could see
ten or twelve people out on the square walking in different directions.  
-œYou can do it, - I whispered to her and she nodded and walked outside
first while Jake held the door for us.  I followed her outside and then the
boys came after us. We started walking up the sidewalk toward the far end
of the square and pretty soon we saw people pointing at us.  The area was
well lit so there was nowhere Suzie could hide from the gazes of the other
people and realizing this, she straightened her shoulders and held her head
high, looking straight ahead.  I told her it was okay for her to look at
the people looking at her, that she should enjoy them looking and she just
shook her head a little.  We made the turn at the end of the sidewalk and
now we were headed toward a group of four guys who had obviously been
drinking.  They called out to us as we approached and Jake tried to steer
us away from them but Suzie and I went right up to them and I asked them
how they were doing.  -œPretty good starting the moment you walked out of
the dorm, - one of them told us and Suzie and I smiled at them.  Then
another one asked us if we wanted to dump the guys we were with and party.
Suzie told them no, she and I were happy with the guys we had and he
replied with,  -œYour loss. - They moved to let us by but as I passed
them, one of the guys swatted my bottom; not hard, but there was some
sting. I turned to face him while Jake was trying to pull me away.  I shook
off his hand and looked at the guy who had spanked me.  -œLook all you want
guys, we like it when you look and we like it when it makes you happy to
see us naked.  But no touching without permission, not ever.  Understood?
-  -œSorry, I apologize. - He had a sheepish look on his face.  -œI know
you are, now come here, - I told him and when he got close to me, I put
his hand on my breast and kissed him on the cheek.   -œNext time ask, - I
told him,  -œand you might be surprised at my answer. - I smiled at him
and then turned and we continued walking away. When we had gone about
twenty or thirty steps, Jake stopped me.   -œAre you crazy?  Those guys had
been drinking; there -(TM)s no telling what kind of trouble they could have
caused.  And why did you kiss him and let him feel you up? -  -œFirst, I
won -(TM)t go through this expecting to find trouble.  I -(TM)m aware of
the risks but what you don -(TM)t know is that I have a panic button on my
bracelet that summons the campus police.  But even with that, I didn -(TM)t
think I would need it with that group.  Second, he recognized his mistake
and apologized for it.  I believe that type of behavior needs to be
rewarded, not ignored, so I rewarded him the best way I know how.  Any more
questions, Jake? -  -œNo, ma -(TM)am. -  -œDon -(TM)t get huffy with me,
Jake.  I shouldn -(TM)t have snapped like that and I -(TM)m sorry.  What
can I do to make it up to you? -  -œYou can let me apologize. -  -œFor
what, for being concerned about my safety?  Why would I ever expect an
apology from you for that? -  -œBecause if I apologize, then maybe I can
get rewarded like he did, - he said laughing.   -œCome here, you, - and I
pulled him toward me.  I took his hand and put it on my breast but he didn
-(TM)t get a kiss on the cheek.  I stood on my toes and gave him a full one
on the mouth.  He let go of my breast and put his arms around me, pulling
my tight against him and crushing my breasts into his chest as we kissed. I
don -(TM)t know how long the kiss lasted but it seemed to go on forever and
I forgot that Colin and Suzie were still waiting for us. When the kiss
finally ended, Colin suggested we head back to the dorm.  The four of us
ended up in the boys -(TM) room with Suzie still naked.  She wanted to go
to our room first to put on some clothes but I wouldn -(TM)t let her.  The
four of us sat on the floor with the boys facing each other and Suzie and
me between them.  The boys were sitting cross legged while Suzie and I sat
with our legs folded.  -œOkay, Suzie, truth time.  How did you feel when
Colin and Jake first came into our room? -  -œYou saw, I tried to hide in
the bathroom because I was embarrassed but I also wanted to stay so when
you told me to stop I stopped.  I think if you hadn -(TM)t been there
already naked, I couldn -(TM)t have done it but I got some strength from
you to let them see me.  And as they looked, the feelings were far more
intense than the ones I had during the visualization exercise you used. 
Now it was real while before it was just my imagination. -  -œWhy did you
want to stay? - I asked her.  -œBecause I -- you know, I -(TM)m not sure.
I just thought it was important for me not to hide, but while they were
looking at me, I felt sexy and desirable.  I also felt some humiliation at
being naked in front of clothed men, but that just added to the feelings of
being sexy. -  -œAnd how did you feel outside? -  -œI was scared and
excited.  It was like just before a bungee jump.  I knew someone would see
me naked outside and so there was a feeling of anticipation and not knowing
how exactly I would react to being seen.  But once we were noticed, I
wanted to show everyone that I am proud of the way my body looks so I made
sure I was standing tall.  I also didn -(TM)t want them to know how scared
I really was so I tried to block everything out and just focus on putting
one foot in front of the other. -  -œAnd how do you feel right now? - 
-œComfortable but if I was the only one naked, I -(TM)m not sure I would
feel as comfortable.  And aroused; definitely aroused.  My pussy is moist,
- she explained, blushing at the last.  -œHave you ever considered doing
anything about your arousal while others watched? -  -œOh God, no.  I
could never. -  -œWell, I have and I can.  Would anyone mind if I played
with myself right now? - When no one objected, I shifted around so I was
on my knees with them spread wide.  I put one finger inside my pussy and
the feeling was intense.  It was always that way when someone watched me
touch myself; far more intense than when I was by myself and I think that
-(TM)s why I sought out these kinds of opportunities.  I was looking
straight at Suzy as I fingered my clit and then I lost focus on her as the
pleasure began to build.  I wanted to cum so badly but there was something
else I wanted also and I tried to calm myself just a little as I refocused
on my roommate sitting across from me.  It was like the guys weren -(TM)t
even there and then I saw what I wanted.  Suzie -(TM)s hand went to her
pussy and she began playing with herself.  Before I lost my concentration,
I took a quick look at the boys and their heads were on swivels, turning
back and forth trying to watch both of us at once.  Then I lost all
connection to the others and laid back, my thighs on top of my calves so my
pussy was elevated and gapping open while I continued to finger myself.  My
other hand, no longer needed to prop myself up went to my nipple and was
twisting and tugging at it, not very gently, until my climax came.  I
shuddered for a few moments as the pleasure washed over me and after I
calmed down, I pushed myself back up so I could watch Suzie -(TM)s orgasm.
She was very close and I reached my hand out to hold Jake -(TM)s as we
watched her writhe on her knees as she got closer and closer.  She cried
out as she came, shaking her little boobs and we stared intently at her
until her orgasm subsided and she was looking at us again.  -œJake, honey,
- I said,  -œWould you please take me back to my room.  I -(TM)m afraid
that I need to ravish you because just that one wasn -(TM)t nearly enough.
- He smiled as he stood up and then helped me to my feet.  We left the
room as Colin moved closer to Suzie to hold her and I saw them kiss as we
walked out the door. The lovemaking with Jake was fabulous.  He came twice,
once in my pussy and once in my mouth and I had at least three more orgasms
before we fell asleep in each others -(TM) arms. Suzie woke us the next
morning, still naked, and kicked Jake out.  I asked her how her night went
and she said it was wonderful but further than that, she would not say. 
She got in the shower first and when she came out, I took my turn.  When I
came out, she was still naked and when I asked her if she was going to get
dressed, she got a surprised look on her face.  Then she went to her closet
and took out the clothes she was going to wear that day and laid them out
on her bed.  She stood there looking at them for a long time before getting
dressed.  -œAre you sorry it -(TM)s over? - I asked.  -œHuh?  Sorry what
-(TM)s over? -  -œYour naked time.  It seems to me that if you -(TM)re
going to keep doing this, your next step is to go outside in broad
daylight. -  -œNo, last night was enough for me, but now I think I
understand you a little better.  But I think this is a case of one and
done, - she said as she got dressed.   -œLet -(TM)s skip the dorm
breakfast this morning.  I -(TM)m buying coffee and pastry at Amer -(TM)s
if you want. - I told her that sounded great and we left for the union. I
had been naked for a week now and I would have thought that I would get
used to the stares or at least indifferent to them, but on the walk to the
union, I was more conscious of them than ever.  As I -(TM)ve said before, I
liked it when people looked at my naked body because I knew, at least for
the men, how much pleasure they got from it.  And it always made me more
conscious of how my body was moving and how all of the parts worked
together.  My posture was straighter and the awareness of my breasts, hips,
thighs, arms, stomach, and bottom was a powerful and pleasant experience.
At Amer -(TM)s, I got a table while Suzie placed our order and waited for
it.  As soon as she sat down, a guy came over and asked if she was The
Naked Friend, verbally capitalizing the words.  -œWhat do you mean? -
Suzie asked. I had become known as The Naked Girl.  That was what the You
Tube and Daily Motion videos called me.  He went on to explain that there
was a new video posted last night that showed a girl, also naked, walking
with Jake, Colin, and me around the square.  The other girl was referred to
as The Naked Friend.  -œYes, that would be me, I guess, - she told him. 
-œIt was hard to make you out because it was dark, but I thought it might
be you.  You both were very beautiful and I was wondering why you decided
to get dressed again. - Suzie was dumbfounded, as was I to a certain
extent, by the question.  Imagine someone coming up to a stranger in a
public place and asking them why she decided to wear clothes.  The
incongruity of the question made me smile but Suzie just had a confused
look on her face.  After all, how does someone respond to a question of
that type?  But to her credit she tried to explain.  -œLeah -(TM)s my room
mate and I wanted to understand what she was going through and how she
felt. The only way I could do that was to duplicate her experience so I
tried it last night.  That doesn -(TM)t mean I want to run around in the
nude all of the time.  It was just an experiment; a one time thing. - 
-œThat -(TM)s too bad, - the guy told her.   -œBecause you really are
beautiful and I wish I could have seen you better in the video. - Suzie
blushed and he went on.   -œAny chance you might repeat the experiment some
time? -  -œI don -(TM)t think so.  I got what I wanted from it. - He left
us alone and I asked Suzie if she really did get what she wanted from it.
She got this far away look in her eyes, as if she was going back to last
night to relive the experience before she answered.   -œYes, I think I did.
All of the feelings I experienced last night are somehow jumbled up but the
whole thing was just amazing.  I really do understand what you mean when
you say that you shed a lot of baggage along with your clothes.  You can
-(TM)t be anything else but yourself when you -(TM)re naked, as I found out
last night.  I think I was shying away from Colin because of what he wants
to do with his life; advertising and public relations is something I looked
down on.  But last night when I was naked, all my pretenses about it just
slipped away and I saw him as a person instead of just his major.  But what
-(TM)s more, I understand now how it could become habit forming.  What I
mean is that the rush I got is already starting to fade a little bit.  When
I think about last night, the memory isn -(TM)t nearly as intense as the
experience was.  I find myself thinking about doing it again; about pushing
myself a little further into it in order to refresh the intensity of the
feelings. - Then she paused for a moment.   -œMy God, I can -(TM)t believe
I -(TM)m thinking about doing it again. -  -œYou know, the other times I
did this, it was important to me that I was the only one naked.  I remember
thinking at the time how much I needed to feel vulnerable by being the only
one naked.  I needed the feelings of inferiority that came with being naked
around my clothed friends.  It really helped me shed the different roles I
was trying to play so I could just be myself.  But last night was
different. I liked the fact that I was sharing it with a friend; that we
were both naked and exposed and helpless to do anything about it.  So if
you ever want to repeat the experience, I -(TM)d be glad to have you join
me. - Suzie didn -(TM)t say anything for several minutes as we finished
our pastries and coffees.  When it was time to go, she excused herself to
use the restroom, taking her backpack with her.  I looked around at the
people who were sneaking surreptitious looks at me while I waited for her,
thinking about how strange my experience really was.  Completely exposed on
one of the largest college campuses in the country, visible to thousands of
students and faculty, day after day with no hope of reprieve and I felt
isolated and alone in a way I had never felt before.  On my previous
encounters, I was surrounded by a small group of friends for short periods,
but this was an entire month, with only a few friends, and I was exposed to
an entire community.  It briefly crossed my mind to end the whole thing
just so I wouldn -(TM)t feel so different; so I could begin the process of
fitting in again.  In retrospect, while my extended nudity helped me grow
closer to my high school friends, now it was a barrier of the type that my
previous nudity had removed between my friends and me.  I was close to
three people in a dorm with almost two hundred and an institution with
thousands.  I was tired of feeling alone because my naked body was more of
an obstacle to forming relationships than I had thought it would be. But
Suzie was about to prove that the quality of the relationships was more
important than the number.  When she came striding out of the restroom, she
was as naked as I was.  As people noticed her, their stares turned away
from me and toward her.  She was unhurried in her walk and there was a
smile on her face that told everyone that she was proud of her body and
that she was happy to be showing it to them; the same kinds of feelings
that I had most of the time I was naked.  She walked over to the table and
asked if I was ready to leave so I stood up and we walked together back to
the dorm.  We didn -(TM)t go directly to our room; we stopped first to see
Jake and Colin.  When we were inside, Suzie asked Colin if it was okay with
him if she stayed naked for awhile and he just nodded; unable to speak
because of his surprise and, I believe, that Suzie looked drop dead
gorgeous.  Jake smiled at me and asked if I was perhaps the carrier of a
nudity virus.  I just shrugged my shoulders as if to say maybe. Suzie didn
-(TM)t remain naked constantly like I did but over the next several weeks,
she stripped six or seven more times and appeared in public like that.  And
she wasn -(TM)t the only one.  Within a few days, as the videos of The
Naked Friend spread and more and more people saw them or actually saw her,
a few more women made naked appearances on campus.  None of it was
streaking; that is to say, in each case the women were deliberate,
unashamed, and almost insolent about their nudity. On the last day of my
naked month, I received a phone call from Professor Haynes asking if I
could stop by his office that afternoon.  I was surprised by the call
because he had said that we wouldn -(TM)t have any contact until after the
experiment was over but I was eager to see him and hoped I would learn the
purpose of the research. At two o -(TM)clock, I knocked on his door and he
let me in.  I was, of course, still naked and I put the towel I had been
carrying around for the last month on the leather chair before I sat down.
-œI want to thank you for everything you have had to go through this last
month.  I expect you would like to know what it was about and what we
learned. -  -œYes, sir, I would. -  -œWe wanted to try to measure the
power of personal example.  What I mean by that is  -~Can one person -(TM)s
behavior that is contrary to social mores influence others in a similar
way? -(TM) We wanted to learn if your behavior would spread to others just
because of your own behavior, uninfluenced by argument or attempts at
conversion.  Hence the prohibition on explaining your reasons for being
naked.  And I would say it was successful.  At last count, over seventy
co-eds have appeared nude in public on campus.  That is an astonishing
number given the inhibitions and the peer pressure that have to be overcome
by a person to appear nude in public.  -œSo tomorrow, you can get dressed
again and I don -(TM)t know if that will be a relief to you or not.  But
you have fulfilled all of your obligations to the project so here is your
check and again, I want to express my personal thanks to you for making
this work. -  -œSir, one more question if I may. -  -œOf course, what is
it? -  -œWhy is this important to know? - His face clouded over for a
moment and then broke into a big smile.  It was as if he was not used to
being asked to explain himself but then he realized I had next to no
knowledge of his field and he became more tolerant of me.  -œWell, I could
site hundreds of applications, but let -(TM)s just take one to make the
point.  Think of a law abiding person who is friends with a criminal.  It
is possible for the influence to move in either direction but one would
expect that it is easier to cross the line into criminality than for the
criminal to reform.  Another example might be a politician who refuses
campaign cash from special interests.  That is contrary to the mores of
most politicians but perhaps they can be influenced by the example of
someone else.  Do you understand? -  -œYes, sir, I believe so.  And thank
you for the opportunity.  I have learned a lot about myself and my friends
because of this.  In the long run, that will mean more to me than the
money. -  -œI don -(TM)t know if you realize it yet, but together we have
also created quite a conundrum for the administration.  Are they now
supposed to ban nudity on campus or permit it when it is not sexual or
lascivious?  You probably don -(TM)t realize it but during the last month,
attacks on women on campus hit a five year low.  This is consistent with
other research that shows that as pornography became more accessible on the
Internet rapes declined.  I -(TM)m not saying that what you did is
pornographic but there are obvious similarities.  My suspicion is that they
are going to have to allow it now that the genie is out of the bottle.  If
they do, will you remain naked?  I know you had your own reasons for
participating and I -(TM)m curious. -  -œPerhaps occasionally, but I would
have to consider it more before I can tell you.  I certainly don -(TM)t
expect to spend such an extended period without clothes. - That was really
all that was said during the interview.  We exchanged pleasantries and I
left his office.

   * * *

   When the weather turned nice the following spring, it seemed that there
was rarely a day that went by when a co-ed wasn -(TM)t seen naked on
campus. I don -(TM)t know if it became a lifestyle for anyone or if anyone
remained naked twenty-four hours a day and seven days a week like I did
over that month.  But if it did, more power to them. Jake and I remained
lovers the rest of freshman year and about half way through sophomore year.
We are still good friends and spend a lot of time together but the spark
that was there got lost and neither of us was unhappy about it.  In a way,
we are closer now than we were then because we have come to rely on each
other for advice and are free to take it or leave it as we see fit without
any pressure of a relationship to worry about.  However, Colin and Suzie
stayed in a relationship all four years and are going out west to grad
school together.  Whenever I am with them, I think about Suzie -(TM)s
comment that there was no electricity between them when they first met.  I
once reminded her about her remark and she said that nudity certainly has a
way of charging the romantic batteries. I -(TM)ll be graduating in a few
weeks with degrees in math and physics and then it is on to MIT for grad
school with a full scholarship.  My original plan was to graduate in three
years to make up for the year I lost to my accident, but I just couldn
-(TM)t pass up the chance for the double major so I ended up taking the
full four years.  So far, school has been a challenge, not in terms of the
course work but because of the time management it takes to get two degrees
in four years.  I expect that will change in the fall because I will be
working (and competing) with some of the best young minds in the country. I
-(TM)ve often wondered how I would have done if I had remained naked after
the experiment but it never bothered me.  I think that month got it out of
my system and I -(TM)ve only been seen naked by room mates or lovers
(sometimes they are the same thing) since then.  My parents never really
understood my naked month but since that was almost four years ago, we act
as if it never happened.  I wouldn -(TM)t be the person I am today without
those experiences and I cherish them but I -(TM)ve gotten all I can from
them.  They helped me come to terms with myself and I -(TM)m glad I did
what I did, but I have no need to repeat them.  It would be impossible for
me to be taken seriously in my field if I had continued to live naked so it
is just as well.

   Still, every once in a while I get the urge to do it again, so who knows
what will happen?