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 �>�Nude on the rooftop

   Hi, my name is Sheri.  Just lately I got into college, so now I'm living
away from home for the first time.  In a lot of ways, I'd say I'm just a
normal college girl.  Most of the time, I'm either studying in the library,
cooking in my little kitchenette, or talking to my mom on the phone - you
know, stuff like that.

   But I guess I do have a sort of secret life.  Up until now, I haven't
really told many people about it - just a few people I met on the internet.
The main reason I can't tell anyone is because it's a little bit weird I
guess.  What I do is...  oh god, this is so embarrassing (I'm thinking to
myself, 'Why am I even writing this?').  I don't want you to think I'm
strange or anything.  Like I said most of the time I'm just living my life
the same as everyone else.  Well, anyway, I guess it's better if I tell you
the whole story.

   I guess it all started when I moved out of my parents' house last
September.  I was just starting college, and this was my first time living
away from home.  I'd managed to talk my parents into letting me have my own
apartment.  It's just one room with a little bathroom and a kitchenette,
but it was so exciting because this would be my big chance to be free, and
do whatever I wanted to do.

   I remember though that first night after my parents went home, I felt so
excited about starting my new life, but to tell you the truth I felt a
little lonely too.  My room was filled with all these boxes, and my bed was
about the only thing that was unpacked and ready.  The feeling slowly sank
in that I was out on my own now.  I had a shower, and started getting ready
for bed.

   Usually - I mean like when I was living at home with my parents - as
soon as I got out of the shower, I'd have to put on a dressing gown, or
else my mom would yell at me to get dressed.  Here though it was just me,
so I could do whatever I wanted.  I remember getting out of the shower,
drying myself off, and then going straight out into the middle of my room,
completely naked.  I didn't have any curtains or anything, and one wall is
just like these two big glass doors leading out to the balcony.  Out the
balcony door, I could see it was getting pretty late.  It was all dark out,
and I guess a lot of my new neighbors had already gone to bed.

   I know this is going to sound crazy, but I starting to get all excited
just from standing there in the nude like that.  Don't you ever feel like
that?  It's hard to explain.  It just kind of feels good all over.  I guess
I should have hidden, or covered myself up, but just the whole excitement
of moving out on my own and everything had me all worked up, and so I just
couldn't think straight anymore.  I don't think anyone was watching, but
those first few weeks before I got my curtains, I did a lot of silly things
that I probably shouldn't have if I'd been thinking.  Everything was all so
new then.  It was like every day was an adventure.

   I guess I should tell you too that I donft have a boyfriend yet. 
There were a couple of guys in high school who asked me out, and like even
complete strangers come up to me sometimes, but basically I'm pretty shy,
and so I never know what to say or do, and so I've never had a serious
boyfriend.

   Oh, I kissed a guy once at summer camp.  I met him in town on one of our
days off, and the two of us walked back to camp together on this road
through the forest.  There was some kind of electricity between us that
day, and finally we just kind of ended up kissing.  I don't really know
why. After that, back at the camp, I didn't get a chance to talk to him
again, alone I mean, and so like we never got together.  Still it's one of
my happiest memories, and that's one of the reasons I want to find a
boyfriend.

   Anyway, what was I telling you about?  Oh, yeah.  My new apartment.  I
guess the next big thing was the time I ran into Mr.  Carlaw outside in the
hall.  One of my classes is at night, and afterwards, I stopped to have
supper.  I ended up getting home pretty late.  It was way past midnight,
and I was so tired.  I brushed my teeth, and started to get undressed, but
as soon as I lay down, I fell fast asleep.

   Then a few hours later, I woke up again feeling a bit thirsty.  I went
over to the kitchen, when suddenly I realized I was just wearing my white
silk blouse, and nothing else!  Here I was standing there with no bottoms
on.  I felt so embarrassed.  Maybe it's just me, but I felt kind of kinky
standing there dressed like that.  I guess it's not that strange, but
anyway, that's how I felt.

   All of a sudden, I started wondering if I'd remembered to lock my door.
I quickly went to check it, and sure enough, it was unlocked.  Can you
imagine if a burglar, or someone had come in, and found me lying on my bed
there half naked?  I would have died of embarrassment.  How could I be so
careless?

   Anyway, I was about to lock my door again, but for some reason, I
started wondering if there was anyone around outside in the hallway.  I
looked down at my blouse, and it was more or less long enough to cover up
my..  well, you know, my private regions, even though it had these long
slits running up each side.  I just sort of stood there for a long time,
trying to get up the nerve to open the door, and take a look outside.  It
was the middle of the night, after all, and it sounded pretty quiet
outside. I didn't think there would be anyone out there, but there was only
one way to find out for sure.

   I slowly turned the door handle, and opened the door, just like an inch.
The hall that runs past my door is outside - in the open air with no walls,
I mean.  I felt this kind of swoosh of air, and it tickled a bit between my
legs.  Outside in the hall, I could see this railing and the buildings
across the way on the other side of the parking lot.  I could even hear
cars driving by in the distance.  It didn't sound like there was anyone in
the hallway though.

   I opened the door more and more, and took a peek outside.  It was dark
in my apartment, but outside, it was a bit lighter because of the lights in
the hall and from the other buildings across the street.  The feeling of
the air was cool and refreshing, much better than my stuffy apartment.  I
took a step out, and shivered as soon as my bare feet touched the cold
concrete floor.  The shiver seemed to settle in my most sensitive place,
reminding me in a very noticeable way that I was naked underneath my
blouse. I have to admit I was starting to feel a little excited.

   I stepped right out into the hall, and let the door close behind me.  I
was so thrilled that I'd actually got up the nerve to do such a thing.  I
walked over to the railing, and looked out over the parking lot and the
street that runs behind my building.  I kept looking back and forth down
the hall to see if anyone was coming.  I was so-o-o nervous.  I spread my
legs a little though, kind of enjoying the feeling of the cool night air on
my privates.

   Suddenly, just a few feet away, the elevator opened.  Out came Mr. 
Carlaw, one of my new neighbors.  I just kind of froze, panicking, as I
realized there was no way I'd be able to make it back inside my apartment
before he saw me.  I completely freaked.  I just stood there waiting to see
what he would do.  He looked surprised to see me, but he didn't look down
at my bare legs, not at first anyway, though it must have been obvious I
wasn't wearing any bottoms.

   "Good evening," he said slowly.  I'd met him before a couple of times
because he has a daughter in high school, and they'd asked me if I could
tutor her.

   "Oh, I'm sorry.  I..  uh...  I couldn't sleep, so I..." I looked down at
the hem of my blouse, wondering whether he could see my pubic hair or not.
I felt so hot and flushed, and I'm sure my face must have been bright red
by then.

   "No, that's alright," he gave out a little laugh, as he tried not to
stare too much at my bare thighs.  "I just nipped down to the store
myself."

   We stood there awkwardly for what seemed like forever, but then he
walked past.

   "Good night, then."

   As he walked away, I dashed back into my apartment, and closed the door
locking it behind me.  I was breathing so hard, and my heart was beating a
mile a minute.  How on earth could I have done such a thing?  How could I
be so crazy as to flash my own neighbor?  What had he thought?  I couldn't
believe he hadn't said anything.  I couldn't believe I'd gotten away with
it.

   Almost without thinking what I was doing, I reached down, and slid my
hand between my legs.  I was shocked because I was wet, like I mean really
wet, more than I'd ever been in my life.  Why was I getting so excited
after doing such a horrible, terrible, silly thing?  The look on Mr. 
Carlaw's face kept running through my mind.  He must think I'm some kind of
nymphomaniac, so unable to control myself, that I'd run out there to flash
him.  Horror and fear and embarrassment and excitement kept running through
my mind.  What's wrong with me?  How could I be so naughty?  I used to be
such a good girl.  What was I turning into?

   In my mind's eye, I kept reliving that moment, the look on Mr.  Carlaw's
face, my own complete and total embarrassment at being caught like that. 
It's almost too embarrassing to admit, but I guess my fingers were sliding
around, getting all wet and sticky, and I was breathing faster and faster,
getting more and more excited.  It kept building inside me, and I couldn't
stop.  The whole shock and stress of what I had just done was too much and
I just lost control.  Soon, this tidal wave of pleasure - excitement,
ecstacy, whatever - ripped through my body like nothing I'd ever felt
before.  My knees gave out from under me, and I fell, gasping for air.  I
can still remember the feeling just like it was yesterday, even though it
was months ago now.

   As my mind slowly cleared, I was even more shocked and confused.  What
happened?  What set off that wave, that beautiful wonderful feeling?  I
staggered back to my bed, and lay down, still thinking over and over again
about what I had done.  Was I really turning into some kind of
nymphomaniac? I lay there for a long while, wondering about the whole thing
till I finally managed to drift off to sleep.

   The next morning, at first I wondered if I'd maybe dreamed the whole
thing.  Unfortunately though, I was still dressed in my blouse, and my
fingers had this strong smell of me on them.  'Ooo!  What's that?' I
thought.  My whole encounter with Mr.  Carlaw seemed as fresh and real as
ever.  As I showered and dressed for work, I felt even more worried and
embarrassed than the night before.  I really hope I don't run into Mr. 
Carlaw on my way to school.  It's not like I like him or anything, I mean
not in a romantic way anyway.  It didn't even matter to me that it was Mr.
Carlaw.  That wasn't what had got me excited.  It was something - I still
don't understand it, but something about that whole situation and getting
caught in it, that seemed so incredibly arousing to me.

   As I left my place, I glanced over at his apartment, but there was no
sign of him or his wife or daughter.  It was still early, so not many
people were up.  I went to school, but for the next few days, I kept
thinking about that night.

   A couple of weeks later, at school, we got a break.  I showed up for
class, but there was a note on the board saying that today's class was
cancelled.  That was fine with me, and I started phoning some of the new
people I'd met at school to see if they wanted to go out, but it was like
everyone already had plans.  I took the train home, feeling a little sad
and lonely having no one to go out with.  I really need to find a
boyfriend.

   Before that, I hadn't really spent much time in my neighborhood on a
weekday.  It's mostly houses and a few apartments, but I guess most people
around there work in the daytime because when I was walking back from the
train station, I didn't see many people around.  It was a nice day out,
very sunny and warm.  I went into my empty apartment, and opened up the
glass door to my balcony trying to think of what I could do for fun.  Maybe
I'll just go up to the roof, and take a look around, and see what's nearby.

   I took the elevator up to the tenth floor, and found a stairway leading
up to the roof at one end of the corridor.  There was a lock on the door
part way up, but it was broken.  The hinge on the door creaked as I opened
it, and I was a little bit afraid of what might be up there.  Once I got on
the stairs though, I walked up till I was surrounded by the bright blue
sky, the whole city stretching out all around me.  I took a peek over the
edge, but it was pretty high up, so I got scared a bit, and walked back to
this little shed on the roof where the elevator gears are.  There were a
few empty pop cans lying on the roof, but other than that, it was clean and
bright, and it didn't look like anyone had been there for a while.  I sat
down on the steps that led up to the elevator gear room, and looked out
over the city.

   Around there, there aren't really that many buildings as tall as ours.
There are some off to the left towards the subway station, but I couldn't
see any people in them.  Just in front of our building, there are some
gardens, and a little ways off, there's a school.  I basked in the warmth
of the sunshine.  This would be a good place to do some sunbathing, I
thought.

   As I sat there, I remembered that night when I bumped into Mr.  Carlaw.
Nothing bad had happened to me since then.  I had seen his wife a couple
times, but she seemed as friendly as ever.  I guess he hadn't told her.  Or
maybe he didn't think it was so strange for me to be walking around outside
in just a blouse like that.  Maybe it wasn't nearly as bad as I'd thought.

   The more I sat there, the more I began to feel like I wanted to try the
same kind of thing again.  Something inside me had really enjoyed that
night.  It had felt so free, so exhilarating, so naughty I guess.  Almost
without realizing it, I slowly began to undo the buttons on the front of my
dress.  I was so high up, and I was pretty sure no one would come up here.
I was trying so hard to justify to myself what I was doing, but to tell you
the truth, even as I started to undress, I was terrified.  For one thing,
it was broad daylight out.  For another, if anyone in one of those
buildings nearby had a pair of binoculars, they'd be able to see me clear
as day sitting out in the open like this.  I knew the whole idea was crazy,
but somehow I just couldn't stop myself.  I wanted to see how far I could
go.

   Even though in my mind I'd decided, I still found it so hard to get up
the nerve to actually take my clothes off.  I jumped when I heard some
people yelling in the distance.  I soon realized they couldn't see me, but
still it was so unnerving.  I kept telling myself over and over again to
calm down, that everything would be alright, that no one could see me.  I
finally got up enough nerve to reach up inside my skirt from below, and
grab a hold of my knickers.  If I just took these off, no one would be able
to tell.  I took a deep breath, and steeled myself, then lifted my bum up,
and pulled my knickers down.  I felt so embarrassed as they slid down my
legs.  I wasn't used to feeling the air on my privates especially when I
was outdoors.  I quickly pulled my knickers off over my black leather
boots, and hid them behind my back on the step.

   I felt between my legs, and sure enough I was wet as anything.  This was
such a complete turn on for me.  I just sat there for a while with my legs
apart, enjoying the feeling of being pantiless in the sun.  I felt good
that I'd made it that far, but I couldn't help wondering if someone in
those buildings was watching me.  I finally decided to get up, and find a
place that wasn't so out in the open.

   I picked up my knickers, and walked around to the side of the elevator
shed.  My heart stopped as I realized that the building behind us was at
least as tall as ours.  I stood staring over at row after row of apartments
just across the way.  Some of the windows had their curtains open, and it
definitely looked like people were home.  To hide, I ducked behind this
slanting ledge at the corner of the shed.  Had anyone seen me?  If they
had, they would probably be wondering what I was doing up here on the roof
all dressed up.  Good thing I was still wearing my clothes.  I'd gotten so
worked up over what I was doing, I'd almost forgotten to take a better look
around.

   I hunched down behind the ledge to hide, and stared at a smaller
building off to the side.  The windows all seemed to have their curtains
drawn shut.  I took a deep breath, and slowly pulled my dress up and up
revealing my naked hips and black pubic hair.  I stared down at my pussy,
feeling it heat up, getting more and more excited.  My heart was pounding
away, but I was so wrapped up in my own naughtiness that I couldn't stop
myself.  Peering over nervously at the building behind us, I pulled my
dress up and off over my head.  The feeling of being almost completely nude
outside just blew me away.  I'd never felt anything like it.  I was just so
completely aroused my head was swimming with euphoria.

   I still had my bra on, so I undid and took it off.  I set all my clothes
down in the corner.  I was completely naked except for my watch, necklace
and boots.  I nervously played with my necklace, and then touched my
breasts.  They were so sensitive from the excitement of being outside
naked.

   I was so terrified my whole body was shaking.  Worried that someone
would see me, I edged around toward the front of the shed.  All those tall
buildings near the station looked pretty scary too, but anyway, I'd come
this far, so I decided to at least take a look around, and enjoy my new
found nudity.  I walked out to the middle of the roof.  Oh god what on
earth am I doing walking around outside with nothing on in the middle of
the day?  I couldn't get up the nerve to go all the way to the edge, so I
ended up coming back toward the shed.  At least, it blocked part of the
view from the building behind ours.

   I kept teasing the tip of my nipples with my fingers, bringing myself
closer and closer to orgasm.  I was completely out of my head with desire
by then.  I didn't know what I was doing anymore.  I just wanted more, to
see how far I could take this.

   I bit my lip, and slowly walked, still naked as anything, toward the
stairs I had come up.  They were right at the corner of the building, and I
could see some people walking on the street below.  My heart sped up, but
luckily they weren't looking up this way.  As I turned toward the stairs, I
suddenly realized I was now in view of the tall building behind us.  I
could see curtains fluttering in the wind, fans rotating, and the feet of a
mother cooking lunch for her kids.

   I was so panicked I almost tripped, and fell, but I steadied myself
against the railing, and tried to duck down, so I wouldn't be so out in the
open.  I looked down at my naked body.  The bright sun made my pink skin
really stand out against the grey concrete of the building.  What on earth
am I doing?  This is crazy!

   Deciding I'd better hide, I hurried down the first short staircase, and
crouched down in the shadow of the railing.  I felt so completely naughty
as I moved further and further away from my clothes.  I peeked out over the
railing, and scanned the building across from us more carefully.  At least,
no one was standing at their window, although I could still see that mother
scurrying around.  I heard a car horn honk, and I jumped, but I kept
telling myself they couldn't see me.  I was safe for now, anyway.  Not that
I felt safe.  I was breathing really heavily, and my whole body felt like
it was on fire.

   I looked down the next set of steps.  The next landing was still a short
flight up from the tenth floor.  I didn't know if it would be safe to go
any further, but something in me wanted to try.  Still crouching down, I
carefully made my way down to the next turn.  I peeked over the edge of the
railing again, but it looked like no one had spotted me yet.  I was still
feeling shaky, but I was almost starting to enjoy the adventure, prowling
around in the nude up here on the rooftop.  I felt like a spy, except spies
wear clothes I guess.  I was a sexy spy, like one of those James Bond
girls. If anyone bothered me, I'd just kick them unconscious, I joked to
myself.

   Yet hunched there like that, now miles from my clothes, I began to feel
more and more vulnerable.  If anyone got the same idea as me, and decided
to take a stroll up to the roof, I'd have to run up as fast as I could, and
get dressed again.  That would be so-o-o embarrassing if they caught me. 
But maybe they'd be like Mr.  Carlaw and not even say anything about it, or
apologize for disturbing me.  Or maybe they'd phone the police!  Maybe I'd
better go back, and get my clothes.

   I looked for a moment at the slatted steel door that I'd come through on
my way up.  Probably everyone thinks the door is locked...  but then why
were those pop cans up there?  Part of me wanted to go all the way down to
the door, but all the excitement was getting to me.  I finally turned, and
made my way back up to the roof, and dashed to put my clothes back on. 
When I was all dressed again, it took me a long time to calm down, but I
eventually went back down to my apartment, and ended up going out to buy
some curtains.  If I didn't buy curtains soon, I'd end up giving myself
away for sure.

   Anyway, that's basically how I got into all this.  Anyway, I hope you're
not all disappointed and think I'm crazy or something.  I'm just a sweet
sensitive girl who does some crazy things sometimes.  What I'd really like
to know is if you've ever done anything like this?  If you have, please
post a message to the group.  Hope to hear from you there.

   Sheri Wild







   Hi Sheri, Elaine and everyone,

   I got an email from Sheri a while back, saying she was going to try to
start up our chat group again, and I thought that sounded great.  I missed
talking with you guys too, and I think it'll be cool if we can find some
other girls who want to join our little circle.  Sheri said in her email, I
should start by telling everyone about Luke and me, just to give everyone
some background on how I got into all this.

   Basically, I guess it's all my boyfriend, Luke's fault.  (Stop laughing
you guys.  It's true).  Like I mean, I like him, and everything, but
sometimes he's a bit of a weirdo.  Every once in a while, he just gets like
these crazy ideas.  He's always trying to talk me into doing the most
embarrassing things.  He wasn't always like that though.  I've known him
ever since we were kids, and he used to seem like just your average
everyday nice guy.  It was only after we started going out that I found out
he was into all this other stuff.

   We'd just graduated from high school, and we were both trying to figure
out what we're going to do with our lives.  We'd get together and stay up
late just talking on into the middle of the night.  We weren't actually
dating yet, but like all our friends thought we were going out, and kept
teasing us, and then one day, Luke stopped denying it.  He just all of a
sudden put his arm around me, and said 'yeah we're going out.' I was a bit
surprised 'cause up until then we'd just been friends, but to tell you the
truth, I'd always thought he was kind of cool, so I was glad in a way.

   Then, he got his mini-van.  That was when the real problems started.
He'd been saving up for it for ages, and one day, he just shows up at my
place driving this big shiny black van.  I don't know much about cars, but
I thought it was cool that we'd be able to go anywhere we wanted without
having to bum a ride off someone.  Straight away, I told my mom that we
were going out and not to wait up, and before she could say anything, we
were out the door.  We drove all around the city, had dinner and took a
walk in the moonlight.  It was so romantic.

   When we got back to the van, he was like,

   "Let me drive you home," but I said

   "No, no, I don't want to go home." I guess I shouldn't have said that,
but it was just such a perfect evening, I didn't want it to end.  We drove
around some more, and eventually we parked on this little side street that
ran next to a park.

   My heart was all kind of pitter-pat, because like we'd never been alone
like that before.  We'd never even really kissed, although every time we
said good night in front of my house, I could tell he really wanted to.  I
never let him though 'cause I was always worried my parents or brother
might be watching.  Finally now, we were alone at last.

   We just kind of sat there in silence for a long time neither of us
knowing quite what to do.  Inside I wanted to kiss him, but I didn't want
to seem too forward or anything, so I just kind of stared at my knees, and
waited.  The tension was incredible.  I was like so tense but kind of
excited too in a good way.  When he finally leaned over and tried to kiss
me, I turned away and pretended not to want to, but he kept coming closer,
and then he reached right over and tilted my seat all the way back. 
Suddenly, I was lying flat on my back looking deep into his eyes in the dim
light.

   The tension, the electricity in the air was just too much, and this time
when he started kissing me, I just melted, and went with it.  My head was
swimming with all these sensations, and then I felt his fingers fiddling
with the fastener on my skirt.  I tried to stop him, but to tell you the
truth, I was getting pretty excited too, and before I knew it, he'd started
to slide my skirt down, and push his hand up the front of my t-shirt.  He
had this wild look in his eyes, and everything was going so fast, so I
finally broke away and said,

   "I'm thirsty."

   Luke looked in my eyes a bit longer, then let go of me, and took a deep
breath.  We had come so close, closer than we'd ever been, but I guess he
realized I needed some time to be sure that this was really what I wanted
to do.  Slowly, I began to calm down a little, and we started looking
around to see if there was anywhere we could get something to drink nearby.
Just down the lane, we spotted a vending machine by the roadside.  I
reached down to pull up my skirt, but Luke put his arm out, and stopped me.

   "No, no, don't do it up again."

   "What?  Why not?"

   "Here, just take it off.  I want to see how you look."

   I just stared at him at first wondering what on earth he had in mind. 
He started begging me to just try it, and eventually I agreed, although I
knew that the whole thing was definitely pretty kinky.  I slowly let him
pull my skirt down and off over my running shoes.  It was pretty
humiliating to be sitting in his van in just my t-shirt and undies.

   "I look absolutely stupid."

   "You look great.  C'mon."

   "What?  What are you..." I felt so hot all over.  I looked out the
window to see if anyone was watching us.

   "Let's go," he said, smiling this really evil grin.

   "You're kidding."

   "No, I'm serious.  C'mon, it'll be fun." Luke threw my skirt into the
back seat, and then started to get out of the car.  I, of course, was
completely freaking out.  I just sat there for a long time trying to think
what to do.  I knew this was wrong, dangerous probably, but I didn't want
to ruin the mood either.  I guess I was all excited from having him touch
me and it being the first time and everything.

   I kind of shifted my bum in my seat trying to get the t-shirt to cover
my exposed knickers, but it was just too short.  Luke was standing outside
looking at me and urging me to come out.

   "C'mon.  It'll be alright."

   I pulled my t-shirt down as far as it would go, and very slowly opened
the door on my side.  The cool night air felt so ticklish on my legs, and
it was getting me all excited.  I finally stepped down onto the street, and
felt this complete rush.  I couldn't believe I was walking around outside
in just my t-shirt and undies.  I swear I'd never done anything like that
before.  When I looked over, Luke was already standing in front of the
vending machines.  I was so frightened, I ran over to where he was, and
held his arm.  I could feel the hem of my t-shirt bouncing up and down
though as I walked. I pulled it down as best I could, but I really felt
terribly vulnerable and helpless.

   "Um, Luke, maybe this isn't..."

   "What do you want?" he said pointing at the drinks in the machine. My
heart was beating so fast I just quickly picked out a drink, and huddled
close to him, looking this way and that to see if anyone was coming.  The
cans made a big clatter when they fell down, and I thought the whole
neighborhood would hear, and come out to see what was going on.  Luke
nodded for me to take the cans out of the machine.  When I bent down, I
felt my t-shirt pull up at the back, and I realized he'd got me to get out
the cans on purpose, so he could get a better look at my bum.  I felt so
obscene standing there with my bum up in the air like that.  I quickly
straightened back up, handed him his can of pop, and ran back to the van,
but he caught up to me, and right in the middle of the street pulled my
t-shirt up exposing my knickers.  Lord, I hope no one saw us.

   I waited for Luke to open up the car door, but instead, he started
walking over toward the park.

   "What are you...?"

   "It's such a nice night out.  Let's sit outside, while we finish our
drinks."

   I looked down at my knickers, and then back at him, but he was already
at the park entrance.  The doors to the van were all locked, so I had no
choice but to follow him.  The longer we stayed outside, the more frantic I
got about my missing skirt.  If we met anyone, what on earth would I say?

   Around the park, there was this line of trees which kind of blocked the
view from the street, but off to the left, you could see an apartment
building, and on the other side of the park there was what looked like a
factory.  The lights in the apartment seemed to be out, so maybe everyone
had gone to sleep.  Luke threw his coat down on this little grassy hill,
and motioned for me to sit on top of it.  At first, I just looked at him,
but then he sat down, so finally I plunked my bum down next to him on his
coat.  His coat was kind of this slippery material, and it felt cold on my
thighs.  I still couldn't believe I was doing this.  I pulled my t-shirt
down again to cover up.

   Luke just calmly sat there drinking his pop and smiling over at me. I
couldn't get my can open, so I gave it to him, and he opened it for me. 
Something rustled in the trees, and my heart jumped, but it turned out to
be just a bird.  I was a nervous wreck though.

   I quickly finished my drink, and was all ready to head back, when he
motioned for me to lie down.  I did, but I was so aware of how out in the
open we were that I couldn't relax at all.  He slipped his hand into my
knickers and started pulling them down, but I was completely panicking
because here we were on this hill in the middle of this wide open park. 
Even though it was night the moon was out, and it was pretty bright out.  I
said,

   "No Luke, not here," but he'd already pulled my knickers part way down
my thighs, and was staring for the first time at my furry little bush.  We
were both pretty excited by then to say the least, but finally he agreed to
go look for some place not so out in the open. I quickly pulled my knickers
back up, and looked around trying to tell if anyone had seen us.

   Luke headed off, and I followed him into this narrow path that ran
between some kind of fenced in soccer field and the street.  The line of
trees on the right was thick enough that it blocked the view from the road,
but it was so dark it was hard to tell if there was anyone watching us from
the other side of the field.  The path suddenly came to an end, and
suddenly, we were standing on this street corner. Fortunately, there
weren't any cars coming, but off to the left I could see another major
street with a steady stream of traffic.  I got scared and held Luke's arm
really tight, but he nodded that it would be alright, and started to cross.
My heart was pounding as I scurried across in clear sight of this
never-ending line of cars.

   To make matters worse, half way across the road, Luke suddenly grabbed
my knickers, and yanked them down again.  My mind went blank as I stared in
disbelief at the long line of cars streaming past, my knickers tangled
around my knees, my delicate little pussy naked and uncovered.  I felt
humiliated, but I felt something else too.  (The first time I told this
story to Sheri and them I didn't mention this, but to tell you the truth,
even then that first time, I felt like this wave of pleasure running
through my body from deep inside me.  I bent forward, and was shocked to
notice this warm wet feeling between my legs.) I quickly pulled my knickers
back up, but my head was still spinning from the shock.  Luke grabbed my
hand, and pulled me across to the other side, and back into another long
path next to a fenced- in field.

   "Hey, steady there missy.  I was just joking around."

   Finally, realizing what he had done, I slapped him on the shoulder for
being so bad.

   "Oh, I can't believe you did that.  Do you realize how many people must
have seen me?"

   "I doubt anyone did.  They were all too busy watching on the road."

   "Anyway, don't do that, OK?  I've never been so humiliated in my whole
life." I really tried to sound angry, but part of this was to cover up my
own mixed-up reaction.  I know this sounds crazy, but there's this feeling
of shock with myself, like 'how could I be enjoying this so much?  That's
so wrong!' (Sheri knows what I'm talking about, don't you, Sheri?  Maybe
some of you other people do too?)

   Anyway, we walked all the way down, and finally came to this other
smaller park a bit darker with a lot more trees.  Luke led me over, way to
the back into this little glade of trees.  It was so dark I felt a little
afraid, but at least it would be harder for people to see us.  There were
houses to the left and right, but we were far enough back that they
wouldn't be able to see us anymore for the trees and this utility shed on
our left.  Right behind was a fence. I looked over top, and it was a
parking lot, but it all seemed pretty quiet.

   "Are you sure this is safe?"

   "I've been walking out here plenty of times before.  No one comes here
at night."

   I looked at him not particularly convinced.  We could hear some sound
water dripping or something, but Luke said it was coming from inside the
utility shed.  I felt so nervous and afraid.  Luke spread out his jacket on
a flat patch of earth between the bushes, but I didn't feel much like
sitting down.  I wanted to go back to the car as soon as possible.  Luke
took my hand and finally pulled me down onto the jacket.  I was just like
frozen and stiff, completely unable to relax, but he got me to lie down on
my back, and we started kissing again.  I could hear the sound of cars
going by not too far away, and every once in a while, I'd jump when I
thought I heard a sound coming closer.  No one came into the park though.
He seemed to be right at least so far.

   I started to relax a little bit, but then he grabbed hold of my knickers
and pulled them down again.  I covered my pussy with my hand, but he
started to pull my knickers right off.

   "Oh, god, Luke.  Leave them on.  What if someone comes?"

   "It'll be OK," he said, spreading my legs and motioning for me to move
my hand.  I finally did, still really worried about being naked outside
like this.  He started licking me, and It felt so good.  I almost forgot
where we were, and really started enjoying it.  He started to undo his
pants, but then he stopped, and sat back up.

   "Damn!"

   "What?"

   "I left my condoms in the car." He stood up and started walking that
way.

   "Hey, what about my knickers?"

   "Don't worry.  I'll be right back."

   I started panicking, as he loped out of sight.  I looked down at my
pubic hair glistening slightly in the moonlight, and felt a shiver run up
my spine.

   "Hey, come back," I yelled, but he was already out of sight.  I couldn't
believe he would leave me here half naked shivering alone under the dark
trees.  I wrapped his jacket around my hips, but the front wouldn't stay
together so you could still see my pubic mound. Worse, I had to go to the
washroom.  I could see a small building off to the right that must be a
washroom, but to get there I'd have to walk across the field in view of the
houses and main street.  I try to hold it in, but all the excitement was
making me want t go really badly.  Maybe I could just go here, but that
would be even kinkier if someone saw me.  Besides, my purse with my tissues
and stuff was back in the van.  I'd better make a run for it.  At least,
then I can hide in the washroom till Luke gets back.

   I dashed across the field as fast as I could.  I could see all these
cars on the street just a block away, and even closer there was a window
with a light on.  I was moving so fast that the knot I'd tied with the
jacket sleeves came undone, and the jacket fell off.  I was so scared I
just left it there, and dashed into the women's side. The light in the
washroom was so bright.  I could see myself in the mirror, naked from the
waist down, and I felt even more embarrassed. I quickly went into the
stall, did my business, and then came out and washed myself off.  From the
sink, you could see out over the whole park, so I went back into the stall
to hide.  I felt my breasts, and they were tender and swollen from all the
excitement.

   I was so relieved when I finally saw Luke coming back.  I waved my hand
till he saw me, and he found his jacket lying on the grass, picked it up
and put it on.  When he got closer, I saw that he was carrying the box of
condoms in his hand.

   "Where are my knickers and my skirt?"

   "They're back in the car."

   I hit him really hard on the shoulder.

   "Why didn't you bring them?  I can't walk around like this all night."

   He looked down at my bush by now quite wet.

   "You look gorgeous." He wrapped his arms around me, and grabbed me by my
bum cheeks pulling me into him.

   "Not here," I said softly, burying my head in his chest.

   "Where would you like to do it, my dear?  My wish is your command."

   I didn't know what to say.  I wanted my knickers back at least.  I
finally motioned toward the glade of trees we'd been sitting in before.  At
least it was darker than the washroom.  He led me over, and I had to suffer
through the gaze of the cars and the lighted window again.  He spread out
his jacket again, but I felt really obscene lying back there and spreading
my naked legs.  Instead of licking me though, he started pulling off my top
first.  I was surprised, and ended up feeling even more exposed than before
as he took off my bra too.

   This was the first time he'd seen me completely naked, and I felt so
embarrassed as he looked me over.  I could tell from the look in his eye
though that he liked what he saw, and I felt glad in a way.  He started
kissing my breasts and massaging them, and it felt really good.  I was
almost able to forget my fear, and get into it a bit as he kissed me and
caressed me all over.  The cool breeze wouldn't let me forget we were
outside, but I tried to just relax and go with it.

   When he pulled down his pants, I took his member, and massaged it a bit,
and put it in my mouth the way I'd seen women do in the movies. I'm not
very good, but he seemed to enjoy it.  Once we were both ready, he tried to
slide it in.  It wouldn't go at first and then I remember like this really
sharp pain.  My mind went all hazy and stuff, but I could kind of feel him
banging away, and after a while, the good feelings pushed out the bad.  I
was really sore afterward, but I was still glad we had done it.

   While I was lying there recovering, Luke went to get the van and bring
it to the entrance.  I was still naked, but I almost didn't care anymore, I
was so overwhelmed by what we had just done.  I walked naked like that over
to the washroom to get washed up, and Luke came over, and he was so excited
to see me like that.  I wasn't ready to try again, but I did walk naked all
the way to the van, and that got me pretty excited.  I drove around a bit
like that with no clothes on, but it was obvious that some people could
tell, so I eventually got back dressed, and he took me home.

   Anyway, that's basically how it started.  I guess it sounds a bit weird,
but let me tell you I never expected anything like that to happen, and
afterwards I felt kind of guilty and worried about how many people must
have seen us.  Nothing bad happened though, and eventually I met Sheri and
stuff, and so I didn't feel quite so strange.  Anyway, I'll tell you more
next time.

   Linda



   Bottomless at the zoo

   By Linda Dane

   Hi everyone,

   Sheri, thanks for your email.  Sorry I've been so bad about writing
lately, but I've been kind of busy with this and that.  Glad to hear you're
doing well.  Say hi to Elaine for me if you talk to her.

   I've been up to the same old things, mostly going out with Luke, and
fooling around a bit.  All last winter, we stayed home a lot, so it was
hard to do anything, but once it started getting warmer, I just wanted to
go out, and enjoy the good weather.  As usual, we've been doing some really
dangerous stuff.  I'm trying to think what the first thing was.  I guess it
was the time we went to the zoo.  I'm trying to think how it all started. I
guess we were driving around in his van, and on the way, we stopped at a
drive in to get something to eat.

   I guess I was like trying to eat while we were driving, and I ended up
spilling mustard and relish all over my jeans.  I tried to wipe it off, but
it was just like a complete mess.  Luke was like,

   "Oh, why don't you just take off your jeans?" and I was like just
looking at him like,

   "Are you serious?" It was the middle of the day, and there were all
these cars on the road.  Luke was getting all excited - you know him- and
he kept saying how I should go for it, so I ended up taking them off just
to make him happy.  I had on this pair of lacy white knickers, and they
were kind of see-through in parts of the pattern, so you could see my pubic
hair through them.  I lifted up my hoodie, and showed him, and he really
had a hairy then, getting this wild look in his eyes and breathing really
heavily.  When we stopped at the light, he rubbed his fingers in the
mustard, and started rubbing it all over my knickers, and I was like,

   "What did you do that for?" I mean, I know he was just teasing and
trying to get me hot, but he'd got my nice new undies all dirty.

   Finally, we made it to the zoo, and he pulled into the parking lot, and
here I am sitting in my knickers with mustard all over them.  It was just
so stupid, but I mean that's how he is all the time I swear.  Anyway, I'm
like,

   "Now what am I supposed to do?" and he's like,

   "Just take them off." Can you believe it?  We're like sitting in this
big parking lot with all these cars around, and he wants me to take off my
knickers.  At first, I was like,

   "No way," but then he started kissing me, and giving me these puppy dog
eyes, and so I started looking around outside the car to see if anyone was
watching.  Now that I think about it I never should have done it, but I was
still kind of like on a high from us finally being able to go out, and do
stuff after the long winter.  I slipped off my knickers, and Luke just
about blew his stack.  He leaned over, and was kissing me real hard, and
then suddenly I felt his hand between my legs, and I was like,

   "Oh no.  Here we go again." I was like so worried that someone would
walk by, and see us, but actually the way he was touching me felt so good I
was starting to get all hot and bothered if you know what I mean.  He undid
his pants, and we were trying to figure out how to do it in his van again,
but there were like too many people around, so it was just impossible.  I
was like,

   "Let's go someplace else," but he was like,

   "Let's go wash your knickers and jeans first."

   He reaches over, scoops up my clothes, stuffs 'em in his bag, and gets
out of the car.  I'm like sitting there, randy as anything, in my hoodie
and blouse with nothing on underneath, and he's standing there waiting for
me to get out of the car.  It was the middle of the day too all sunshiny
out.  I really didn't want to get out of the car, but anyway, I took a deep
breath, pulled down my hoodie as far as it would go, and slowly opened the
door.  I guess the hoodie was almost long enough to cover me up but still I
could feel the breeze blowing between my legs, and the feeling was driving
me crazy.  I swear I felt like so excited and horny and afraid all mixed up
together.  That's got to be one of the craziest things I ever done.

   We walked over to the ticket gate, and Luke asked where the washroom
was, but the guy was like,

   "They're inside." Next thing I know, Luke is plunking down money on the
counter, and I'm walking into the zoo with no knickers or jeans or
anything. Luke was just beaming like that cat that ate the canary.  Some
people who passed by looked down at my bare legs, I felt so embarrassed,
but mostly people didn't bother us too much.

   When we came to the monkey cage, Luke was like he wanted to take some
pictures.  I stood by the rail, and we waited till everyone had gone by,
and we were alone.  I was feeling pretty good by then, so I leaned forward
pretending to be looking for the monkeys, but what I was really trying to
do was to pull the hem of my hoodie up to tease Luke with my bare bum.  I
know it drives him crazy when I do stuff like that.  He took a picture, but
then some people came, so I straightened back up, and tried to act
innocent. I was starting to enjoy it though, the teasing, even though I was
really seriously frightened.

   We went into this building where they have some birds and stuff, and
inside there didn't seem to be anyone there.  I quickly hiked up my hoodie,
and let him take a picture of my pussy, but apparently there were some kids
just outside behind me, and they saw me.  We ran away so fast.

   We ended up walking way down to the far end of the zoo where they have
this park with trees and grass, and not so many people.  Luke dared me to
flash him, and even though there was this dad and his son not too far away
I lifted my hoodie way up, and let Luke take my picture.  Both of us were
getting really seriously turned on by all this, but it was getting out of
hand, so I finally convinced Luke to look for a washroom, so I could wash
up, and get changed.  We eventually found one, and I gave him one last kiss
before I went in.  I washed off my jeans and knickers, and put them on,
still wet.  It felt kind of funny, but anyway, it was a whole lot safer
than walking around half naked, that's for sure.

   I guess that's about it.  (There's more, but maybe I'd better leave that
part out).  I'm dying to hear what you guys have all been up to.  How are
things at school, and what's new in the guy department?  Anyway, I'll drop
by again soon.  Be talking with you.

   Linda Dane





   Girls Night Out

   By Linda Dane

   Hi everyone,

   Sorry I haven't written for so long, but I've been kind of busy doing
different things.  As usual, my boyfriend Luke has been trying to get me
into some pretty weird stuff, so I thought I'd better write, and tell you
about it, and see what you think.  Lately, last summer especially, I ended
up doing some really daring things on my own, so I guess I'd better tell
you about that first.

   When Luke and I started going out, this stuff was all so new to me, and
at first, I felt really embarrassed, but lately, I'm getting more and more
used to some of his crazy ideas, almost to the point where they don't seem
so strange anymore.  I can still remember my reaction when I first heard
Luke and his friends had all gone to this strip club, last year I guess it
was.  I felt shocked, betrayed almost.  How could he do such a thing while
he was going out with me?  Luke, of course said it wasn't his idea, though
it sounds a lot more like him than something his friends would cook up.

   What really got me worried though was that he wanted me to come with him
next time.  At first, I thought that he was trying to talk me into
stripping at the club!  I completely freaked.  I thought never in a million
years would you catch me doing something like that.  He said that wasn't it
though.  He wanted to show me something, but he wouldn't tell me what it
was.  He wanted to go on a particular night, which sounded pretty
suspicious to me, but he kept saying that lots of guys take their
girlfriends, and that I was making a big deal over nothing.

   I still wasn't too keen, but eventually, I gave in, and agreed to go. 
That night, I just wore jeans and a t-shirt 'cause I didn't want anyone
mistaking me for one of the dancers.  The doormen didn't seem surprised to
see me at all, but there weren't that many other girls in the club, other
than the dancers, so I felt a bit weird.  Inside, the club was a bit like a
dance club - all mirrors and flashing lights with a glittery stage at the
front.  There was one dancer on the stage, and a couple of others doing
"table dances" for particular groups of guys.

   We just watched for a while, but then this one girl came out and Luke
called her over to do a table dance for us.  She was blonde with a deep
tan. As she took off all her clothes, I realized that she was tanned all
over.  The music stopped, and she sat down on the table still completely
nude, but she didn't seem embarrassed at all.  I guess you get used to it
after working there a while.  Luke started talking to her.

   "Hi Celine, this is my girlfriend, Linda."

   "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance," she said in a thick French
accent.

   "Yeah," I blinked nervously not quite used to talking to another girl
standing there nude.

   "Could you tell her where you got your tan?" Luke asked Celine.

   "Euu, do you know Renford Park?" she asked in this unbelievably calm
voice.  I guess I was still pretty freaked out about being there.

   "Yes, I do," I nodded shyly trying not to stare at her breasts, which
seemed a bit bigger than mine.

   "About cinq...  euu, five minutes walk on za left, zere is a hill, no?"

   I found her accent a bit upsetting too because she sounded so sexy. 
Luke seemed pretty calm considering that her breasts kept jiggling every
time she moved.

   "I see," I said finally beginning to see what Luke was up to.

   "Zere is a path going up.  You follow, but before you get to za main
field, you turn left."

   I kind of knew where she was talking about, but I'd never been up that
way.  I didn't know there was a path there at all.  Probably not too many
other people knew about it either.  I suddenly realized why Luke had
invited me.  She was describing a place where he and I could go to be alone
together.

   "You will come to a little clearing.  Zat is where I sunbathe," she told
me smiling away happily.

   "Have you ever seen anyone else there?"

   "Non."

   I still wasn't completely convinced that this was such a safe thing to
do.  I looked over at Luke, but he was just grinning at me.  The music
started again, so Celine stood up, and danced some more.  I just sat there
a bit freaked out, but glad to have found out what this was all about.

   After that, I went up to the clearing a few times.  It is pretty cool,
and I've never seen anyone around.  I'll tell you more about that next
time, but actually, that whole trip to the strip club gave me another idea.
At the entrance to the strip club, I'd seen a sign pointing upstairs to
what looked like a club for women with male strippers.  It wasn't like I
wanted to get revenge on Luke exactly, but I did think it would be fun for
my friends, Cindy, Kim and I to go check it out.

   The three of us have been friends since high school.  They are two of my
closest friends here, but I haven't really told them yet about all the
stuff Luke and I have been doing.  Like I mean, Sheri and Elaine and you
guys are pretty open-minded, but maybe things are different here.  One
time, I tried to convince Cindy to go up with me to the nude beach in
Vancouver, but she was like 'are you crazy?' Anyway, I thought maybe it
would be easier to convince her to go to the strip club.  She didn't
exactly say yes, but I could tell she was interested, so I went ahead, and
asked Kim too.  Kim is even shyer than Cindy when it comes to these things,
but somehow I managed to talk them both into coming downtown with me.

   Cindy and Kim showed up dressed pretty conservatively.  They are always
like that, but I was in kind of a party mood, so I went in a tube top and a
mini-skirt.  I wanted to have a bit of fun.  When we got there, we went up
the stairs, and as usual, we got carded at the door.  We all turned 21 this
year, so we had to show them our ID, but anyway, they eventually let us in.
The inside looked a lot like the club with the women strippers, except that
the dancers were all men.  These guys were so big.  I mean like neither
Cindy nor I are that short, but these guys were towering over us, and they
had rippling muscles like Arnold Schwarzenegger or someone.  And they were
all wearing these tiny little bikini briefs.  You could see their...  well
you know what I mean, their bulges sticking way out.

   We sat down, ordered drinks and just kind of soaked it all in for a
while.  The guys were really getting into the dancing.  There were a lot of
other women there, a bit older than us maybe.  They were all cheering,
hollering and egging the guys on.  I was kind of surprised because they
were all a lot more rambunctious than the guy customers downstairs.  It was
fun though, a great atmosphere.

   After a while, the alcohol started to hit the three of us two, and we
started yelling at the guys too, "Take it off!  Take it off!" I wanted to
call one of the guys over to get a table dance, but I didn't have much
money.  I was pretty drunk though, so I eventually called one of the guys
over, and offered to give him my knickers if he did a table dance for us.

   "How old are you girls?" he said looking a bit uncomfortable.  I get
this a lot because I guess we do look pretty young.  I told him 21, and at
first he wouldn't believe me, so I got out my driver's license, and showed
him.  He looked worried, like stripping for knickers instead of money was
wrong, but finally I just sat up, took them off, and left them lying on the
table.  Not quite thinking straight, I sat back leaving my legs wide open,
but then I noticed one of the other stripper guys staring at my pussy.  I
looked back at Cindy and Kim and they were completely freaking. 
Self-conscious, I sat up, and closed my legs, and anyway finally the guy
agreed to give us our dance.

   His dancing was a bit stiff, but anyway, it was pretty exciting when he
finally took his briefs off, and the three of us all cheered and hooted
just like the other women had been doing.  When the music stopped, I hoped
that he would sit down, and talk with us the way Celine had done, but he
made some excuse about having to go, and slipped away.  Eventually, I
remembered my knickers, but they were gone too.  The guy must have taken
them with him.  Can you imagine?  I guess it was my own fault for taking
them off in the first place but really!  I was so embarrassed.  I sat up,
and pulled the hem of my mini-skirt down to try to cover up, but a lot of
people seemed to be staring over this way, so I must have looked pretty
indecent.

   After we'd been there a while, the novelty started to wear off a bit.  I
mean the guys' bodies are nice to look at, and it was exciting, but we
didn't really know them, and it's not as if any of the three of us were
going to date any of them.  Cindy suggested we go downstairs, and take a
look at the women strippers.  I laughed.

   "What?  So you like girls now?"

   She gave me a funny look.

   "No, c'mon let's go.  I just want to see.  You went, didn't you?"

   I looked at Kim.  Her face was bright red, more from the cocktail she'd
drunk than embarrassment I think, but it looked like she was up for
anything.  We headed downstairs, and I had to hold my skirt down to prevent
people on the street from peaking up it.  Maybe I should go buy some new
knickers.

   Anyway, we got carded again, but finally got in.  I recognized some of
the strippers from the time before, and when Celine saw me, she came over,
and said hi.  She was wearing a lot more clothes than the last time I saw
her.

   "Where is Monsieur Luke?" she asked looking over at Cindy and Kim.

   "Oh, I left him home this time.  We're on a girl's night out."

   Cindy and Kim smiled at Celine, surprised that people knew me.  I
briefly wondered how much money Luke had spent on Celine's table dances,
but then remembered our conversation about the park.

   "Oh, thanks for telling us about that sun tanning spot.  It's great,
isn't it?"

   Celine flashed me this big grin.  On the main stage, there was a woman I
hadn't seen before very awkwardly going through the motions.  I nodded
toward the stage, and asked,

   "What's going on?"

   "Tonight iz amateur night.  Anyone can try.  Would you or your friends
like to try?"

   Cindy immediately shook her head no, but Kim didn't seem to be
listening. A couple of the guys at the bar were staring hungrily at my
skirt, so I tried to push the hem down a bit lower.

   "You mean that that woman is not a stripper?"

   "I sink she said she is a secretary."

   I was a bit surprised that a regular person would want to try stripping.

   "You are une belle fille, eu, a good-looking girl.  You could make a lot
of money I am sure," Celine said staring straight at me.

   "How much money?" I asked, curious.

   "Would you like me to ask my boss?"

   I told her no, but she had already gone off to fetch him.  He was
youngish for a manager, and dressed in a very expensive suit.  The way he
looked me up and down, reminded me of a hunter examining some animal he'd
just caught.

   "What's your name, miss?" he asked politely enough.

   "Linda."

   "How does a hundred dollars sound?"

   I just kind of laughed thinking that maybe they were just teasing me for
a joke.  I couldn't figure out if a hundred was a lot of money or not.  It
was certainly a lot more than I was making at the video shop.  Celine
leaned over, and whispered to me,

   "Ask him for two."

   "How much do you normally pay?" I asked still playing along.

   The manager said one hundred, but Celine repeated two.  Neither of them
was smiling at all which struck me as strange.

   "OK, OK, you're a good-looking girl.  Can you dance at all?"

   Getting into this a bit, I started dancing a little to show him.  There
was a dance club near us, and Luke and I had been a few times.  They have
exotic dancers (not strippers) there who dance in cages on either side of
the stage.  I used to tease Luke a lot imitating their moves.  I must have
been pretty drunk that time too.

   "Do you want a job here?" he asked.

   I looked at Celine, and then back to him, and finally realized that they
were serious.

   "Oh, no, no, no, wha-" I was about to say 'what do I look like?' but
stopped not wanting to offend Celine.

   "OK, two hundred bucks, twenty minutes on the main stage.  And you can
do as many table dances as you want." He got out his wallet, and started
counting.  If I'd been more sober, I would have just walked away then and
there, but somehow in my hazy state, the whole idea of stripping sounded
quite reasonable.  I'd already lost my knickers that night.  It was just a
small step more to get naked.  Cindy looked horrified, and was shaking her
head no, but for some reason this made me want to do it all the more, just
to show her there was nothing to be afraid of.

   I looked around the club.  There were quite a lot of guys there,
probably a lot more than last time.  My heart started pounding, but I was
getting more than a bit excited thinking about it.  Cindy grabbed my arm to
get me to stop, but Celine took the money from the manager, and handed it
to me.

   "Here, I'll show you our dressing rooms."

   We followed her back, Cindy still clutching my arm.  I'd invited her to
the nude beach so many times I guess she knew how I felt, or else I'm sure
she would have tried harder to stop me.  Celine fixed my make-up, and
helped me straighten up my clothes.  Cindy said,

   "Maybe you should call Luke, and ask him about this."

   Celine brightened up at this suggestion, and Cindy realized he'd
probably say go ahead.  I wasn't sure what he'd say, but I was too high to
be thinking things through sensibly.

   My turn came, and I got up on the stage.  All the blood in my body
rushed to my head, and I was so completely wired.  I do remember the
audience clapping and cheering a lot.  There was one roar when I pulled off
my tube top, and another when I pulled down my skirt.  It was such a
complete buzz to be parading around in front of all those men completely
naked.  I remember jumping down from the stage, and dancing around right up
close to all these guys, playing with their ties or blowing them kisses.  I
was so sad when the music ended.

   I went to the back of the club, and Cindy and Kim came up.  I was still
completely naked too excited to know or care where my clothes had got to.
While I was standing there, two guys I recognized from the video shop came
in, so we all hid around the corner.  Celine came over to congratulate me,
but she noticed how worried I looked.

   "What's wrong?"

   "Those two men.  They live in my neighborhood.  I've seen them around a
lot."

   We were all panicking, but Celine just said,

   "Why don't you give them a table dance?  You'd get a huge tip I'm sure."

   Cindy flew off the handle, but I peaked around the corner at them.  They
looked pretty handsome in their suits.  Something about the idea appealed
to me, but Cindy managed to talk me out of it.

   "Here can you go find my clothes?  I have to go to the washroom."

   Cindy handed me my purse, which she'd been holding onto.  I walked
around the corridor checking doors, but before I found the washroom I found
a door leading outside.  It was a back laneway with a few cars parked in
it, but no sign of people.  I stepped out into the cool night air.  The
club is right downtown, so you could hear the sounds of traffic from the
streets around the front.  The air was sobering me up, but realizing I was
standing naked in the middle of the city started getting me all excited.  I
slowly tiptoed down to the end of the cars, and peered around the corner
toward the side street not too far away.  I could see a convenience store
across the street, and this gave me an idea.

   I stepped out from behind the car, and cautiously walked down the dark
laneway towards the brighter street at the end.  My whole body was on fire
from the feeling of being naked in such a public place.  All my inhibitions
had broken down, as I walked out onto the sidewalk now in full view of the
busy main street off to the right.  No one stopped or paid me any mind, so
I kept right on going across the street heading for the convenience store.
Behind me to the left was a Japanese restaurant with a patio and the people
sitting there were perhaps the first to notice me.  They didn't move or
call out, but I could feel their eyes on me as I went into the store.

   The clerk, a young south Asian man, gasped when he saw me.

   "What happened?" he asked perhaps thinking I'd been attacked.

   "Oh, I was just stripping at the club across the street, and..."

   The way he was staring at me I finally realized that what I was doing
was completely crazy.  No one walks around the city in the nude.  I felt
really embarrassed but excited too.  I covered my pubic hair with my hand,
and walked to the back of the store to get a drink.  There was a guy there,
and he looked pretty shocked too when he saw me.  I covered my mouth with
my hand, but I felt unbelievably naughty standing right next to this
complete stranger in the nude.  He didn't say anything, but he just stared
and stared.  My whole body was getting really hot.  I could feel an orgasm
coming on, and boy, was it going to be a doozy.

   I quickly walked back to the counter, but I was so aroused I was shaking
all over.  I handed the clerk the money for my drink, and ran out of the
store back toward the strip club.  The people on the restaurant patio had
all spotted me by now and I could see them pointing and shouting.  I ran
across the street as quick as I could, and breathed a big sigh of relief
once I'd made it back inside the door of the club.  Cindy and Kim were
waiting for me by the dressing room door, half in a panic about where I'd
disappeared to.

   "Where'd you go?"

   "To get a drink."

   "Like that?"

   "Yeah," I said.  I couldn't stop smiling.  I was so amazed that I'd
actually got up the nerve to do such a thing.

   "Here, you'd better put your clothes back on."

   I took them from Cindy, and wriggled in to my skirt.  It was a relief in
a way to get back dressed, but also a bit of a letdown after walking around
nude like that.  It was such a buzz.  I almost wanted to do it again.

   Anyway, I guess I'd better stop for now.  More next time.  Haven't heard
from you guys for ages.  What's new with you?

   Linda Dane By the way, my friends and I are looking for other women who
would like to get together and trade stories about our experiences with
nudity or "light" exhibitionism.  If that's you, come join us at:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/wildgrrls/