More! 'Encore!  I really love your stories. I read them all in one sitting, I couldn't stop! They feel so real. You are very creative; an excellent writer. I can see Elizabeth, Sarah, Marie, and all the places they go in vivid detail in my mind. Please continue your stories! I feel like I should be paying for this beautiful erotica! lol

Late in the day maybe, but you did ask for opinions!
 
Anything I have ever written has been business-related or for a specific purpose and I've no experience of short-story writing.  Any comment I make may therefore be completely uninformed and miss the point completely.  However,  my first thought is that you seem to be dealing with some of the problems I have and you're almost there!  
 
Many times, I've conjured up a pretty steamy storyline.  A number have come together in a single pretty strong one that includes a number of taboos being broken.  However, my problem was that it was never enough to produce something worth reading.  It wasn't the story, the characters or the action but the pace at which I tried to move the story along.  It's rather like an Agatha Christie compressed into four chapters: all the detail might be there but there is absolutely no tension and tension is what you need.  Perhaps suspense, the forced waiting for what you are pretty certain will be worth waiting for but over which you have no control, is a better word.
 
I've tried to do it without using too explicit terminology because somehow, I felt, it distracted.  This is purely a subjective assessment and I might be like John the Baptist -- "mine is the voice of one crying in the wilderness"!!  I liked my storyline but somehow -- and God knows, I keep doing it-- I found it easy to use a device rather like something "suddenly seemed a good idea -- so she... stripped/did something naked/took a chance (you take your choice).  I was using shortcuts because of impatience and more worryingly, I was having difficulty bridging the gap convincingly.  Even I wasn't convinced by what I wrote.  My dialogues were stilted.  The situations in which something happened appeared contrived.  (Well, they were, in order to set up a particular set of events.) And so on.
 
I haven't given up and my current project which has stalled a number of times and may yet lose a few characters while gaining some extra ones, is about 4000 words long.  It's taken a few months now and although I'm going to persist, I've decided to let it take its time.  I'll get there.  I have sod all else to do!
 
Anyway, keep at it!  I'm certainly going to!  Sometimes, dreaming up a good storyline is almost as pleasurable as reading somebody else's.  And you can do it with the lights out!  Meatloaf.

Chapter Twenty-Five (inspired by Celestine)
 
Elizabeth landed an internship at a local company for the summer, performing mostly paperwork and filing in the office. It was tedious work, but a good resume-filler. She dreaded having to wear work clothes when the weather outside was unbearably hot. She wished she had found an internship at a nudist colony, and could do her filings in her birthday suit.
 
Elizabeth did an exemplary job and her supervisor Mr. Blaine began to entrust her with more and more duties. The company had a major project to work on, and Elizabeth was left to do much of the grunt work. Mr. Blaine even gave her a key to the office to come in on weekends to get work done and pick up some overtime. Elizabeth was flattered he trusted her so much and was eager to do a good job for him.
 
One hot Saturday afternoon, Elizabeth let herself into the office to get a few hours of work done. There was no one around, and it was quite odd to have complete silence as she worked. She soon immersed herself in paperwork. After a stretch, she decided it was time for a break and she went over to get herself a soda at the machine.
 
Elizabeth took a cold sip of soda and noticed that the only sound in the office was the hum of the soda machine. It was odd being alone, and being alone in a public place naturally gave Elizabeth the idea of being naked. There was a slim chance someone could walk in, but Elizabeth was unaware of anyone else working on the weekends. Plus, she would likely hear someone opening the front door. So long as he kept away from the entrance, she could probably avoid detection even if someone did walk in.
 
Elizabeth barely hesitated, instead ripping off her clothes in no time flat. The tile of the break-room felt cold on her bare feet, and the blast of air-conditioning made her exposed nipples quite erect. Elizabeth felt goosebumps all over her naked body from the cold air. The feeling was quite extraordinary. She immediately began lightly touching herself.
 
She roamed around the office, completely naked, casually spying on her co-workers’ desks. Ted in accounting had an ugly wife. Jay in sales had a messy desk. Sheila in human resources had crumbs littering her cubicle. Elizabeth even opened the office to her Mr. Blaine’s office. What he would think if he were at his desk right now seeing his young intern completely naked! She picked up a picture of his family and smiled. Mr. Blaine had been a friendly supervisor who she really enjoyed working for. She really hoped she could get a great recommendation from him to put on her resume. She also had to admit she had a bit of a schoolgirl crush on him. While he was a much older man, he was handsome and refined, mature yet personable. Elizabeth slowly sat in his chair, almost flush with excitement. She looked at the picture of his family and focused in on his smiling face. Almost subconsciously her fingers began touching her bare breasts and massaging them. She imagined Mr. Blaine there watching her probe her fingers into her moist lips. She propped her legs on top of his desk and began to thrust harder and harder until she climaxed in orgasm.
 
Elizabeth walked back to her desk and worked in the nude for another half hour before dressing and going home. She found she really enjoyed working weekend hours!
 
Later that week, Mr. Blaine asked Elizabeth to meet him inside her office. For a moment, Elizabeth was terrified he had found out what she had done. Was there a camera in his office that captured her rendezvous? Did she leave behind some incriminating evidence? She began to panic. She was going to lose a great job and a great recommendation because of her foolish nude adventures. She slowly trudged to his office and sat down.
 
“Hey Elizabeth, I just need your help in doing some inventory counts. It will just take this afternoon. I’ll help you out. Its all the merchandise in the warehouse. I’ll meet you there after lunch, okay?”
 
“Oh, that will be fine Mr. Blaine.”
 
“Please, call me Kevin,” said Mr. Blaine with a smile.
 
After lunch, Elizabeth met Mr. Blaine in the warehouse with rows of stacked boxes as far as the eye could see.
 
“Hey Elizabeth. Sorry to make you do this, but we need this count by the end of the week. No one else is around to do it, so it looks like its up to us! How bout we split up and start at different ends and work our way towards the middle?”
 
Elizabeth went to the opposite end of the warehouse and began tracking the number of units in each box. It was pretty tedious work, but Elizabeth was flattered Mr. Blaine had asked her. The work was mind-numbing however, and soon Elizabeth’s thoughts began to wander. What would it like to be naked in the warehouse? What would it be like to be naked in the parking lot of the office park? What would it be like to be naked in the arms of Mr. Blaine! Elizabeth nearly blushed in amusement.
 
The thoughts swirled and swirled inside her head and Elizabeth was unable to think of anything else other than being naked in the warehouse with Mr. Blaine. She could see him at the other end of a long row of boxes counting. All she could see though, was his face. All her could see – was her face! That gave Elizabeth a naughty idea. She slowly unbuttoned her blouse and she was able to remove her bra from underneath her blouse. She clasped the top two buttons, but left the bottom buttons open, so her blouse seemed to be on from the shoulders up, but she was exposed from her breasts down. Then she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She slid her panties down and felt her bare bottom. She couldn’t believe she was so naked and exposed just feet from her supervisor!
 
Mr. Blaine looked at her and smiled, oblivious to her nudity. Elizabeth clawed at her naked body, wanting to explode from the excitement. She had to play it cool though.
 
“So….Mr. Blaine. Did you ever think your job would require you counting boxes?” she said with a smile as she ran her hand against her bare stomach.
 
He laughed. “No, it wasn’t really in my job description when I signed on here.”
 
“Well, I think you are excellent at your job and you’ve really inspired me to achieve. Maybe someday I can be a regional supervisor,” laughed Elizabeth as she squeezed her nipple.
 
“I think you’d be a fine candidate Elizabeth. In fact, you’re easily the best intern we’ve had in my seven years here. I think you could probably do whatever you wanted in life.”
 
“Thank you Mr. Blaine,” said Elizabeth as she tickler her clit.
 
“Please, call me Kevin!” laughed Mr. Blaine.
 
“Oh Kevin!” shouted Elizabeth as she quickly climaxed, right there in front of Mr. Blaine.
 
“Are you okay Elizabeth?” asked Mr. Blaine.
 
“Yes, I just had a sudden stomach pain,” smiled Elizabeth, a bit embarrassed now. “Its better now. I better get back to counting.”
 
Mr. Blaine returned to counting and Elizabeth gasped in relief as she quickly dressed. She had really pushed the envelope, but the result has been so rewarding!
 
That weekend, Elizabeth went in again to work some weekend hours. She had really been looking forward to it, and she wanted to push her limits further this time. She arrived early in the morning this time, to ensure no one would be around. She let herself in and did a check to make sure no one was in the office. Again, she undressed and when the cold air hit her naked body she nearly came right there.
 
She walked around the office a bit, but that had become mundane since her first nude stroll through the office. She walked up to the entrance of the office and opened the door. She peeked down the hallway to see if anyone else was around. They shared the office building with numerous other businesses – lawyers, dentists, insurance adjusters. Seeing no one around, Elizabeth wandered down the hall. She made it all the way down without incident, so she poked her head in the stairwell and hearing no one, made her way down the stairs completely naked.
 
Soon Elizabeth was near the exit to the parking lot. She still had the key on her, so she could leave and come back in. It was still very early in the morning and it appeared no one around. Elizabeth snuck out the back and walked over to the grassy enclosure near the parking lot. It was hidden from the parking lot, so if anyone came up, they wouldn’t see her. It was a bright sunny morning, and the temperature was already escalating. The warm sun felt radiant on Elizabeth’s naked skin. No one was around so Elizabeth fell to her knees and began vigorously rubbing herself. She thought of Mr. Blaine – Kevin – ravaging her body in the grass outside their office. After an intense orgasm, Elizabeth picked herself up and made her way back to the office.
 
The building door opened with no trouble and Elizabeth climbed back up the stairs to the halllway. She made her way back to her office and still seeing no one around, went back to her desk to where her clothes were.
 
“Elizabeth! What happened?!” shouted a voice.
 
Elizabeth quickly turned to see Mr. Blaine staring at her in utter disbelief. Elizabeth immediately wanted to cry. She was surely going to get fired. He might even call the police. Elizabeth was humiliated she had let down her mentor. She was at a complete loss for words.
 
“Did somebody do this to you?” asked a confused Mr. Blaine. “Do you want me to call the police?”
 
“No!” shouted Elizabeth. She looked into Mr. Blaine’s bewildered eyes and decided she could trust him. She had to trust him. She could not think of any reasonable reason why she would be naked in the office.
 
“I….wanted to be naked. In the office. I know it sounds weird. I like being naked,” she explained.
 
“I see,” said Mr. Blaine, still in shock.
 
Elizabeth went on to recount her adventures, of how she used to slip out of her parents house to walk around the neighborhood naked. She told him of her graduation streak, her naked library photoshoot, her nude bodypainting costume. When she was finished, she looked in his eyes and prayed he would not fire her on the spot.
 
“That is a lot to take in Elizabeth.” He chuckled. “You have certainly lived an interesting life. Far more interesting than my college days, that’s for sure.”
 
His smile reassured Elizabeth. Maybe she could trust him after all. He reached out to offer her his jacket to cover herself. Elizabeth declined.
 
“I don’t mind being naked in front of you,” she smiled. She couldn’t believe she had just said that! But it was the truth, she actually quite liked that he had caught her in a way. He was trying his best to be a gentleman and look her in the eye, but Elizabeth could plainly see him glancing at her nude body.
 
“You obviously like to be naked. But I cannot have you prancing around here in the altogether, someone is bound to catch you and they may not be as forgiving as I am.”
 
“Yes sir, it will never happen again.”
 
“Okay. We will pretend this never happened, okay?”
 
Elizabeth dressed and Mr. Blaine gave her a reassuring hug. Elizabeth was relieved her nude adventures had not gotten her into too much trouble, but she scolded herself for being too reckless and nearly blowing a great opportunity.
 
The next Monday, Elizabeth was filing away trying to put the thoughts of the previous weekend out of her mind. . It was another unbearably hot day, and even with the air-conditioning blasting, beads of sweat dotted her chest. She had worn a particularly uncomfortable blouse that day, and the scratching at her bare skin was making her wish she truly could work in the nude just out of comfort alone. She was startled when Mr. Blaine called her into his office.
 
“Yes, Mr. Blaine?”
 
“Elizabeth, I know I told you we would forget last weekend’s incident ever happened. However…”
 
Elizabeth gulped as she began to worry that someone had found out about her nude adventure and had gotten them both in trouble.
 
“I have not been able to forget the events of that day,” continued Mr. Blaine as he rose to close the door behind her. “I must admit I have replayed the image of catching you naked over and over again in my mind. I hope that does not embarrass you.”
 
“Not at all,” replied Elizabeth.
 
“Good. I know you like to be naked Elizabeth. And I admit, I like seeing you naked. I think we may both be able to get what we want.”
 
Elizabeth was intrigued. What was Mr. Blaine up to?
 
“Every Monday afternoon, I go over sales numbers. Everyone knows not to bother me all afternoon. If you would like, I can have you bring some of your work in here and work…in the nude.”
 
Elizabeth’s jaw nearly dropped. Work in Mr. Blaine’s office? In the nude? With him watching her?
 
“What if someone catches us?”
 
“I can lock the door. But trust me, no one wants to bother me while I’m going over sales numbers.”
 
Elizabeth glanced at the picture of Mr. Blaine’s family sitting on his desk. He caught her glance and smiled.
 
“Elizabeth, I’m a married man. Happily married. I do not intend to have an affair with you. All I want is to look at you. Nothing more.”
 
Elizabeth’s head was swimming. She stood and began unbuttoning her blouse. She let it slide off her shoulders. She reached back to unbutton her blouse as she watched Mr. Blaine’s eyes transfixed on her body. She loved having him as an audience. Her bra fell to the ground, releasing her breasts. She slowly unzipped her skirt and slid it to the floor as she saw Mr. Blaine bite his lip. She was getting immense pleasure out of giving him this show. She finally stepped out of her panties and stood before him completely naked.
 
She then turned to his file drawer and bent over, fully exposing herself to him. She could faintly hear him gasp at her exposure. She smiled.
 
Elizabeth worked in Mr. Blaine’s office every Monday afternoon completely naked. He never touched her, and they were never caught. At the end of the summer, Elizabeth received the most glowing recommendation letter an intern at Downey Enterprises had ever received.  

Chapter Twenty-Six
 
The summer was soon winding down and Elizabeth looked forward to heading back to her life at college. Hanging out with her old friend Sarah was much fun, but Elizabeth was beginning to sense she was outgrowing her hometown. She was feeling like she was destined for bigger and better things. Still, it was nice being with Sarah again. She had remained loyal despite Elizabeth’s crazy adventures, and Elizabeth cherished her dear friend.
 
One Saturday night near the end of summer, the two girls found themselves bored, as most college students home for the summer find themselves. After a year away from parents and rules, home life seemed awfully constraining.
 
“This town is so boring Lizzie,” whined Sarah. “Let’s go find some booze and get hammered.”
 
Elizabeth laughed. “No one in this town is going to sell alcohol to us until we’re 21.”
 
“Maybe they will with this!” smiled Sarah as she handed Elizabeth a driver’s license.
 
“Oh my god, that is the worst fake ID I have ever seen. This doesn’t ever work does it?”
 
“It works all the time at my campus!” responded Sarah.
 
“Whatever you say – Consuela Jimenez,” laughed Elizabeth. “I tell you what, let’s head down to the Qwik-Mart down the street and I’ll find a way for us to land some booze.”
 
The two girls drove over to the convenience store and walked inside to peruse the selection of alcohol. The only other person inside was a bored looking clerk, a young 20-something slacker who had made some wrong choices in life.
 
“This is going to be perfect,” smiled Elizabeth.  
 
“Just what do you have in mind? He’s never going to sell to us,” objected Sarah.
 
“Pick what you want and relax. Watch me do the rest.”
 
Sarah picked out some wine coolers and a bottle of tequila and handed them to Elizabeth. Elizabeth strode confidently to the counter, while the clerk sat with his eyes still transfixed on the tiny black-and-white television monitor in front of him.  
 
“I’ll take this to go,” said Elizabeth as she whipped off her summer dress revealing her nude body. The clerk sat in stunned silence, his mouth agape in awe.
 
“Here’s a twenty. Keep the change,” smiled Elizabeth as she plopped the bill on the counter and walked towards the door. Sarah quickly followed, shrieking in laughter.
 
“OH MY GOD LIZ!! That was incredible! I don’t think he’ll be complaining about your lack of identification!”
 
The two girls drove home and ran down to Sarah’s basement to drink the wine coolers while watching movies. They gossiped and talked about how great college was and discussed boys. Soon they were quite intoxicated.
 
“You know, I think my brother has a crush on you,” laughed Sarah.
 
“Jack?” asked Elizabeth. Elizabeth had a few trysts with Jack in the past, but she had never told Sarah about it. But he had hurt her when he ditched her at the park when they were confronted in the nude by a park ranger. She hadn’t quite forgiven him for that. He had actually called her a few times that summer, but Elizabeth had failed to return his calls.
 
“Yea, he keeps bringing your name up and asking what you’re up to,” said Sarah. “Maybe when he saw you naked on that horse last summer, that sparked something with him!”
 
“Oh, he’s not really my type,” shrugged Elizabeth. “Plus he’s your brother. How weird would that be?”
 
“It would be fine with me Liz! You guys would actually be kinda cute together.”
 
“Well, it doesn’t matter anyway. I’m leaving for school again next week,” replied Elizabeth.
 
“Oh, I forgot. I am going to miss you Lizzie!”
 
“I’ll miss you too Sarah.”
 
“Hey, we need to end this summer on a bang,” proclaimed Sarah.
 
“What do you suggest?” asked Elizabeth.
 
“I don’t know, you’re the queen of crazy ideas. Think of something!”
Elizabeth pulled out her cell phone and dialed Molly, the girl she had met earlier that summer when she went on her nude stroll at the strip mall.  
 
“Molly, hey this is Elizabeth, the nudist from the strip mall.”
 
“Oh yea, hi Elizabeth! Good to hear from you!”  
 
“What are you up to?”
 
“Absolutely nothing. I was actually just driving home to call it a night.”
 
“Why don’t you come and pick up me and my friend Sarah. And on your way here, think of something crazy we can do. Whatever you choose, we’ll do it. We’re bored here.”
 
Molly laughed. “Okay, sounds like a plan. I’ll be over soon.”
 
Within minutes, Molly arrived at the door and Elizabeth introduced her to Sarah.
 
“Okay Molly, what do you have in mind for us?” asked Elizabeth.
 
Molly smiled. “We’re going grocery shopping! Naked!”
 
“Oh boy, I should have known this would be trouble,” groaned Sarah.
 
The three girls piled into Molly’s car and headed for the nearest 24 hour grocer. The plan would be for Elizabeth and Sarah to hand Molly their clothes and run all the way around the store completely naked, before dashing out the front before anyone could call the cops. It would be a terrific streak and would be relatively safe if they were careful.
 
They walked into the brightly lit store and surveyed the scene. The were no shoppers to be seen, and only a single cashier was working the front. Two men were stocking shelves and there was a manager behind the front counter. It was a large store, with enough aisles to duck into should the need arise. Molly smiled devilishly and turned to her two partners in crime.
 
“Are you ready to go through with this?” asked Molly.
 
Elizabeth shrugged casually. This would almost be too easy. The nerves she felt before when she did public nudity stunts were beginning to subside. It was almost becoming second nature for her to be naked. She slipped her dress over her head and pulled down her panties and handed her clothes and shoes to Molly.
 
“I’ll see you at the checkout counter,” smiled Elizabeth.
 
She made her way over to an aisle, out of view from the employees up front. The tile felt cold on her bare feet. A nude Sarah soon dashed to Elizabeth and hid behind her, giggling at the madness of their stunt.  
 
“I can’t believe we’re doing this,” laughed a still-tipsy Sarah. “We’re going to get busted for sure!”
 
The two naked girls jumped from aisle to aisle, doing their best to hide from the view of anyone in the front of the store. They were soon in the frozen food section, and the chill in the air gave Elizabeth goosebumps all over her naked body. She could now see Molly standing at the front of the store, holding all their clothes.  
 
Elizabeth turned to run to the next aisle when she ran smack into Mr. Blaine, her boss from her summer internship! He turned nearly white as a ghost as he saw his intern Elizabeth standing stark naked at his local grocer!  
 
“Mr. Blaine! What are you doing here?” stammered Elizabeth.
 
“Picking up some eggs,” replied a shocked Mr. Blaine. After a moment of stunned silence, he composed himself and said, “I guess I’m not too surprised you shop in the nude too.”
 
“Yea,” smiled Elizabeth awkwardly. Mr. Blaine had seen her naked several times before, but Elizabeth was embarrassed he had seen her perform this stunt in public. Her eyes glanced down where she could see Mr. Blaine was clearly enjoying the show Elizabeth was giving him. That emboldened her, causing her to put her hands on her hips and stick out her chest out confidently.
 
“Sometimes I just come here to cool off,” she joked.  
 
“I see,” laughed Mr. Blaine. “Well, it was very nice to see you again Elizabeth. All of you, in fact!”
 
Elizabeth dashed off to the next aisle to join Sarah who was in awe of Elizabeth.
 
“How do you hold a conversation with someone like that when you’re completely naked?” she laughed.
 
The two girls finally made their way to the last section, the produce section. Elizabeth was still replaying the conversation with Mr. Blaine over in her mind. It had turned her on to be naked in front of him again, and it turned her on even more that he was aroused by it. Almost without thinking, she grabbed a cucumber and began fondling it, as if it were Mr. Blaine. Soon, the vegetable was inside Elizabeth as she sank to the ground in ecstasy. In and out slid the cucumber as Elizabeth imagined Mr. Blaine thrusting his hard cock into her naked body right there in the grocery store. She climaxed in no time and after a minute to composer herself, she opened her eyes to see two stock-boys and Sarah staring at her in utter disbelief. Elizabeth felt a bit embarrassed for a second, but then was even more aroused at the fact she had an audience. She jumped up, grabbed Sarah’s hand and ran for the front door.  
 
The two girls could see the front of the store and Molly standing by the door holding their clothes in the air to taunt them. Only one cashier and a manager stood between them and the exit. Just as Sarah and Elizabeth were about to streak to the front, they stopped to see Molly talking to the manager. She then handed the manager all of their clothes!
 
“What is she doing?” whispered Sarah angrily.
 
“Giving us more of a challenge I guess,” smiled Elizabeth. “Let’s make a run for it!”
 
The two naked girls sprinted towards the front entrance, passing the bewildered manager, still holding their girls’ clothing. The girls dashed out the front door, nearly running over a customer entering the store. They jumped into Molly’s car, laughing hysterically.  
 
“You guys really pulled it off!” laughed Molly.
 
“Yea, thanks for the help,” smirked Elizabeth sarcastically. “I guess I’m never getting that dress back!”
 
The girls laughed as Molly drove back, recounting how Elizabeth had talked to Mr. Blaine nonchalantly, and how she had given quite a show in the produce department. Elizabeth had truly enjoyed coming back for the summer. It had recharged her batteries, and reminded her of the confidence she had developed in high school from her nude adventures. She looked forward to returning to college with that confidence. The campus would not be prepared for what Elizabeth was about to deliver!

Chapter Twenty-Eight
 
“I can’t believe I got fired as an art model!” wailed Elizabeth to her roommate Marie. “You have one job – take your clothes off and stand there. I couldn’t even do that right!”
 
“I can’t believe you had an orgasm in front of a class full of strangers,” laughed Marie. “Cheer up, you’ll find another job. In the meantime, let’s enjoy the beautiful afternoon and get some sun! If you can’t work, you might as well play!”
 
The two girls gathered up their belongings and headed to the campus quad to sunbathe. The quad was a large field in the middle of campus and on this warm fall day, it was full of students lounging, sunbathing, and tossing frisbees.  
 
“We need to take advantage of these warm sunny days before the weather turns,” said Marie. “Here, rub some suntan lotion on my back,” she asked as she stripped off her t-shirt to reveal a bikini top.  
 
Elizabeth removed her shirt as well and laid out in her bikini top, absorbing the sun’s rays. She sighed as she recounted how she had lost her job as a model. “Oh well,” she thought to herself. “Its just a job. I can get another one. And at least I had fun losing it!” She felt as if the sun could wash away her money problems.  
 
After a few minutes, Marie and Elizabeth turned over to let their backs tan. Elizabeth undid the back of her bikini top to avoid any tanlines.  
 
The sun felt so warm on her body. It reminded her of how warm her body had gotten when she was naked near John, the male model. She had been incredibly aroused, in front of the entire classroom! Recounting the orgasmic experience was making Elizabeth aroused once again.  
 
“That’s enough sun for our backs Elizabeth. You don’t want to burn,” said Marie.
 
“Can you tie me back up?” asked Elizabeth.
 
“You know, why don’t you go topless?” asked Marie. “It is legal in this state.”
 
“No its not,” replied Elizabeth. “Besides, this is the quad. The entire school is here today. I’m not going to just sit her topless. It would cause a stir.”
 
“Actually it is legal,” replied Marie matter-of-factly. “A woman won a suit in the state supreme court letting her breastfeed in public. The court ruled that it is sexist to allow men to be topless in public but not women.”
 
“As for causing a stir,” continued Marie, “I think you would probably enjoy that more than anything.”
 
Elizabeth sat up for a moment, covering her chest with her loose bikini top. If it was legal, she wouldn’t get arrested. And this was college. People probably wouldn’t make that big a deal over a girl sunbathing topless. And it was awfully hot, and Elizabeth wanted to avoid tanlines. And it would be feel nice to expose her breasts to the sun. And garner extra attention.
 
“Well then put this top away,” she smiled as she handed Marie her bikini top. She leaned back and arched her breasts towards the warm sun. Her nipples felt delightful in the warm air.  She heard a guy whistle at her from afar, but she was surprised that no one was gawking at her or giving her dirty looks. It was as if no one cared there was a topless girl sitting in the quad.
 
“I can’t believe I’m topless and no one seems to mind,” proclaimed Elizabeth.
 
“College campuses tend to be pretty easy-going and liberal about things like that,” remarked Marie. “Aw, are you disappointed you’re not getting the attention you want,” mocked Marie.
 
Elizabeth chuckled. “No. I guess I’m just surprised. Maybe I’m not as rebellious and daring as I thought I was. Just a boring old topless girl!”
 
Just then, a handsome young guy walked up to Marie.
 
“Hey Marie, how are you?”
 
“Oh hey Alex. Alex, this is my roommate Elizabeth. Elizabeth, this is Alex, one of the guys that lives across the hallway from us.”
 
Alex reached to shake Elizabeth’s hand, but Elizabeth was too mortified to say or do anything. This was the cute guy that lived across the hallway from them? And he was seeing her topless? She quickly reached for her shirt, but stumbled only to have Alex catch her in his arms with his hands accidentally grabbing her bare breasts.  
 
“Oh, oops. Sorry, are you alright?” asked Alex as Elizabeth finally put her shirt back on.
 
“Uh, yea. Sorry about that. I’m just clumsy,” replied an embarrassed Elizabeth.
 
“Well, sorry to interrupt your sunbathing. Just thought maybe you guys would like to stop by sometime. We’re having a party this Saturday if you guys want to stop by.”
 
“We’ll be there,” smiled Marie.
 
“Great!” replied Alex. “And I promise I won’t grope you again,” he joked turning to Elizabeth.
 
After he left, Marie howled in laughter at Elizabeth’s performance.
 
“You are too funny when you get flustered,” she laughed. “I can’t wait to see you at their party.”
 
“I’m not sure I can face him again after that!” bemoaned Elizabeth.
 
***
The two girls showed up across the hallway for Alex’s party and were met by Alex and an apartment full of people. Elizabeth could barely make eye contact with him after her earlier embarrassment.  Alex introduced them to his roommate Bryan, who was equally handsome, and handed each girl a drink. The girls made their way around the room, meeting nice people. Marie was really hitting it off well with Bryan, but Elizabeth was still too embarrassed to talk to Alex.
 
Elizabeth fixed herself a drink and sat down on the couch to relax. Alex sat down next to her and smiled.
 
“Hey Elizabeth, its good to see you again. I’m so sorry again about interrupting your sunbathing earlier this week.”
 
“Oh, its okay. I’m just such a clutz,” replied Elizabeth.
 
“Well, I was a bit distracted by the way you were dressed. Or undressed, I should say,” he laughed. “Are you always so bold?”
 
Elizabeth smiled, suddenly happy that she had drawn his attention by sunbathing topless. “Oh, I just love getting a tan.”
 
Alex smiled. “Well thanks for coming to our party. We were really hoping to get to meet you and Marie ever since you  guys moved in.” He watched as another group of people left the party. “Unfortunately, I wish we were better at throwing parties. This one seems to be dying. People are leaving and its still early.”
 
“I’m having a lovely time,” smiled Elizabeth.
 
“Well that’s all that matters,” replied Alex. “Still, I wish there was a way we could liven this party up. Hey, maybe you should sunbathe topless again,” he joked. “That will keep people!”
 
Elizabeth laughed. Then she considered what he was saying. Why not? She was feeling a bit tipsy from her drinks, giving her added confidence. And she didn’t know these people. She liked how Alex had considered her to be bold by sunbathing topless. Still, that would be quite a stunt! Could she really be naked in front of a party full of strangers?
 
She could scarcely believe the words coming out of her mouth when she heard herself say, “How about I take off my clothes?”
 
Alex sat with a stunned look on his face before breaking into laughter. “Yea, that would be awesome. You’re joking, right?”
 
Elizabeth composed herself and smiled. “I don’t mind showing off my body. I think it would be fun. And it would liven up this party.”
 
She stood up to make her announcement to the party.
 
“Excuse me everyone. It has come to my attention that this party needs some livening up. So I have decided to take off all my clothes,” announced Elizabeth as she pulled off her blouse.
 
Immediately, the party-goers roared in approval. The guys yelled catcalls and gave her the “thumbs up” while the girls looked on incredulously.
 
“Elizabeth, you don’t have to do this,” stammered Alex.  
 
“Its okay Alex. I am enjoying this,” smiled Elizabeth as she unbuttoned her jeans and slid them to the floor. Marie ran up to Elizabeth with a concerned look on her face.
 
“Elizabeth what are you doing? Are you insane?”
 
“I wanted to spice things up a bit. Like you said, I enjoy causing a stir,” winked Elizabeth as she undid her bra to a round of applause from her audience.
 
Marie smiled and turned to the crowd. “Come on guys, let’s hear some noise if you want to see more skin!”
 
The guys in the room cheered as loud as they could as Elizabeth dropped her bra to the floor, exposing her nicely tanned breasts to the crowd. She was happy she had avoided those tanlines!
 
“Take it off! Take it off!” chanted the crowd. Elizabeth looked around the room and drank in the intoxicating feeling of attention she was getting. She hooked her thumbs in her panties and teased the crowd by lowering them slightly, then pulling them back up. She looked at Alex who had a bemused look on his face. She winked at him and dropped her panties to the floor, leaving her completely naked. The crowd roared in approval.  
 
Elizabeth turned around for all of the crowd to see her, then did a bow to finish her performance. She then sat down and grabbed her drink, nonchalantly enjoying the party as a naked woman.
 
“That was amazing!” said Alex. “You can put your clothes back on if you want.”
 
“Nah. I feel comfortable naked. I hope you don’t mind.”
 
“I would be crazy if I objected,” laughed Alex.
 
Elizabeth spent the rest of the evening completely naked, wandering the room casually as if it were the most common thing in the world. She was immediately the most popular person in the room. People wanted to know everything about her. Was she a nudist? A stripper? Had she done this before? How did she maintain such a great body? Three guys gave her their phone number. A few girls even told her they thought it was awesome she had the courage to be naked and lamented they would love to do the same if they had that kind of confidence.  
 
The night soon ended and the party filtered out, most party-goers still buzzing about the show they had seen that night. It had been the most successful party Alex and Bryan had ever thrown, and it was the most fun Elizabeth had ever had at a party. She loved the attention she was getting from her daring nudity, and she wasn’t about to stop. Elizabeth was a star.

Just so you know, each installment leave me so horny.  I have spent quite a lot of quality time with myself since joining this website.  At least I am doing it with womeone I love...

Chapter Thirty
 
Elizabeth was enjoying getting more involved with activities on campus. She was meeting new interesting people, experiencing life to its fullest, and getting more and more opportunities to reveal her exhibitionist tendencies.  
 
She became politically active, joining a campus political party, and like many young people, it was a liberal group set on social justice reform. She was swept up with the passion those in the group displayed. The group would meet up from time to time to discuss local and campus politics, lobby for environmental causes, or just talk about what they read on political blogs.
 
The campus administration was under severe budget constraints from the recession and budget cuts from the state capitol. In response, they cut the health care plans for many of the campus employees, many of which were blue collar service industry workers. In response, Elizabeth and her political group set out to protest the administration’s draconian cuts by marching in front of the dean’s office.  
 
The group assembled on Friday morning, signs in hand, and began their chants, “Don’t you dare – cut health care!” A local TV reporter came to cover the event and interview some of the protestors, including Elizabeth. After getting a few sound bites from Elizabeth, the reporter began to pack up his things.
 
“Do you think this will make the evening news?” asked Elizabeth. “This is an important issue that really deserves some coverage.”
 
“I don’t know,” replied the reporter. “I agree its an important story, but its not a very sexy one. It may get bumped if there is a big car accident or a shooting. That’s the way television journalism is these days. If a story isn’t sexy, its not going to air.”
 
Elizabeth frowned in frustration. This was an important issue that more people needed to know about. If they could publicize how the school was cutting health care for its poorest workers – while not even asking its richest employees to take a paycut – public sentiment could help them change things. If only the news station would air the story! But how could she ensure coverage?
 
“Will this make the story sexy enough?” she asked as she whipped off her shirt. Onlookers quickly noticed and began to applaud. Elizabeth smiled at the reporter as she unbuttoned her bra and threw it at the camera.  She turned to the appreciative onlookers and made her case.
 
“How is indecent to be nude in public, but not indecent to cut the health care to the people that pick up our trash, serve us our meals and fix our buildings? This administration is engaging in naked greed and its time for us to reveal the truth!!!!”
 
The crowd roared in approval as the reporter quickly motioned for the cameraman to begin rolling. Elizabeth continued her chants, urging the crowd to join her. She loved being swept up in the passion of the issue, but she also loved the attention she was getting for her naked breasts. At one point, she even looked up to the dean’s office and saw him looking at her in horror. She gave him a quick wave and blew him a kiss as she continued her chant.
 
The story aired on the news that night, complete with Elizabeth’s topless protest (censored of course). Elizabeth was pleased that she had the confidence to not only speak on the subject, but be topless in front of that crowd. It felt very empowering to have that kind of control. And she was glad she had given publicity to an issue she cared about.
 
The next day, Elizabeth heard a knock on the door. She opened up and was surprised to see her mother standing there.
 
“Elizabeth, we need to talk.”
 
Elizabeth and her mother had never been very close, mostly because it seemed like her mom had always sheltered her too much. There was a distance between them. Her mother seemed very distraught however, and Elizabeth still cared about her. She let her in and went to prepare some hot tea.
 
“I saw you on the news last night,” said her mother sternly.
 
“Oh,” replied Elizabeth. She felt as if she was punched in the gut. She knew people would see the news story, but she hadn’t really realized that would include people she knew, including loved ones. She was now remorseful at the possible embarrassment she had caused her parents.
 
“Elizabeth, I understand college is a liberating place where you can be a free spirit,” lectured her mother. “But you have to realize your actions have consequences.”
 
“I know,” replied Elizabeth glumly. “I was just caught up in the moment.”
 
“You have to think about the consequences. What if some prospective employer sees that video of your prancing around topless in public? What if someone has pictures of that naked graduation stunt you pulled? And god knows what other stunts you have pulled.”
 
Elizabeth reflected upon all the public nudity adventures she had experienced. She had certainly risked her reputation through these stunts. She might be compromising her future through these silly adventures. Maybe her mother was right. After all, Elizabeth had even warned herself before college that it was time for her to end her exhibitionist ways.  
 
On the other hand, who was her mother to tell her what to do? She had always been such a fuddy-duddy. She was always there to end Elizabeth’s fun. She was just so conservative. How could Elizabeth make her mother understand how freeing and exhilarating it was to be naked in public?
 
“Elizabeth, I want you to see something,” continued her mother as she pulled out a small photo album out of her purse.
 
“I know you must think I don’t understand and I’m being too hard on you. But I want you to look at this.”
 
Her mother opened up the album and Elizabeth saw an old photo of a beautiful young woman standing completely naked in front of the St. Louis Arch. Elizabeth was puzzled.  
 
“What is this?” she asked.
 
“That is me. Forty years ago,” her mother replied.
 
Elizabeth was stunned. THAT was her mother? The young woman was so beautiful, so daring, so brave. Her naked body shone in the bright sun as she stood brazenly in front of a national landmark and onlookers. Elizabeth could not believe that young exhibitionist was her mother.
 
Her mother turned the page and there was a picture of that same young woman standing completely naked on the observation deck of the Sears Tower in Chicago. Then a photo of her standing naked at Mount Rushmore. And a naked photo at the Lincoln Memorial in Washington.  
 
“Jeez mom, did you ever keep your clothes on?” laughed Elizabeth.  
 
“I was a bit of an exhibitionist back then,” smiled her mother. “Those were some fun times. The sexual revolution was underway and I was pushing my sexual boundaries. It was a way for me to be a feminist and stick it in the face of the establishment, while also living out my fantasies.”
 
“So…why did you stop?”
 
“See this picture here?” Elizabeth’s mom asked as she pointed to a photo of her standing naked in a supermarket. “Right after a friend of mine took this photo, I ran right into the head of an advertising firm I was hoping to work for after graduating. I was mortified. And beyond that, he called the cops. They arrested me and I had to spend the night in jail.” She sighed. “I was engaged to a nice young man. When he found out about my arrest, and all my other exhibitionist stunts, he broke it off with me. My career plans were ruined, my marriage plans were ruined. Even my friendship with the girl that took all these photos was ruined after she was arrested with me.”
 
“Did you ever tell grandma? I’m sure she would understand,” said Elizabeth, thinking back on the nudist secret her grandmother had revealed to her.
 
“Oh no, I was much too mortified to tell anyone. In fact, I was so ashamed that someone from my hometown would find out I had to move to a totally different community. That’s where I met your dad, and I never told him about my past. I never again stripped in public.”
 
Things were beginning to make sense to Elizabeth now. This is why her mother was so overprotective of her. She wanted to shield her from the same humiliation she had suffered. That was why she was so conservative and uptight now.  
 
“You have to realize that when you get naked like this, people will get the wrong idea about you. That could close doors to opportunities you may want later in life. It may cost you relationships, careers, your dreams,” pleaded her mother.
 
“I understand mother,” replied Elizabeth forlornly. “I promise I won’t be so reckless in the future.”
 
“Thank you,” smiled her mother as they embraced. “Now, how bout you open up a bottle of wine and we catch up on all that you’ve been up to?”
 
Elizabeth opened up a bottle of wine and for the first time in ages, opened up to her mother. She told her about classes, about her performance in the play, on her new confidence. Elizabeth was sad that her naked adventures were a thing of the past, but she was glad that her mother had opened up to her. She hoped they could become closer now that they both realized they had once had a common past.  
 
One bottle became two and soon it was like Elizabeth and her mother were old friends. They laughed as they recounted stories of the past and Elizabeth’s mom began to tell Elizabeth amazing stories of brazen public nudity from her youth. Elizabeth was quite impressed and shocked really that her conservative mother had once been such a wild child.  
 
“Oh, I better use the ladies room,” laughed Elizabeth’s mom. “If I laugh anymore, I’m going to wet myself for sure.”
 
Elizabeth smiled as her mother left the room. Elizabeth flipped through some more of her mother’s exhibitionist photos. Her mother had been strikingly beautiful. And quite daring, even moreso than Elizabeth. She fixed herself another drink. When she looked up, she was sure she was hallucinating. Her mother was standing before her, completely naked.
 
“Mom! What are you doing?”
 
“I’m sorry dear, but telling all these stories really stirred something inside me. I wanted to get more comfortable. I knew you wouldn’t mind,” she laughed.
 
Elizabeth appreciated her mother becoming comfortable with her own nudity again and she admired how well she had maintained her physique. She had always kept a thin figure and never really seemed to age. For the first time in her life, Elizabeth began to see a lot of herself in her mother.
 
“Well, are you going to join me or are you going to make me feel stupid for being the only one naked?” asked her mother.
 
After collecting her sense, Elizabeth quickly disrobed and sat there naked with her mother, drinking a glass of wine. Under different circumstances, this might have been awkward, but at the time, it felt like the most natural thing in the world.  
 
“How far away is your campus? We should streak it!” exclaimed her mother.
 
“Mother, are you serious? You just lectured me about how I should stop exposing myself to protect my future!” said a bewildered Elizabeth.
 
“Oh honey, forget what I said. You only live once. And I feel more alive right now than I have for thirty years. Are you going to show me where campus is or am I going to have to find it myself?”
 
Elizabeth just shook her head and laughed as her mom made her way for the door. It was well past midnight at this point, but being a college campus there were still sure to be students coming home from the bars. But Elizabeth and her mother were both too drunk to care at this point. They both strode confidently out the door and walked past the parking lot.  
 
Just then, a car drove past on a nearby street and Elizabeth’s mother immediately ducked behind a bush with Elizabeth ducking behind her.  
 
“Maybe this wasn’t such a great idea after all,” whispered Elizabeth’s mother.  
 
“We can head back,” replied Elizabeth. “I think that’s enough adventure for tonight.” Elizabeth’s heart was racing at this point. She had been naked like this before in public, but this time she feared for her mother more than she feared for herself. The added pressure gave brought back an excitement to her nude streak that she hadn’t experienced in awhile. She could feel herself getting moist at the danger of getting caught, and she immediately became embarrassed to be sexually aroused in front of her own mother.
 
“Okay, I’ll follow you back to the apartment,” whispered Elizabeth’s mother. “On the count of three. One…two….”
 
Just then a pack of guys came out of nowhere towing a small keg of beer. They set it down in the parking lot right between where Elizabeth and her mother were crouching and her apartment.
 
“Okay bros, we’re going to finish the rest of this keg, no questions asked,” declared one of the guys as he proceeded to fill his cup and chug the entire beer in a matter of second. Elizabeth and her mother both sat crouched naked behind a bush as they watched these boys chug beers. After several minutes, Elizabeth’s mother had enough.
 
“This is ridiculous, we can’t wait here all night. Who knows how long these boys will take. Besides, someone could catch us crouching here. We have to make a run for it,” pleaded Elizabeth’s mother.
 
“Let’s just wait a few more minutes. I don’t want to risk being seen by them. Besides, who knows what they might do with a pair of naked women. Its too dangerous.”
 
“Nonsense,” replied Elizabeth’s mother. “Let me show you how its done.”
 
With that, Elizabeth’s mother got up from behind the bush and strode confidently to the young men.  
 
“Can I get a beer?” she asked.
 
“Whoa, am I hammered or is there a hot naked chick asking me for a beer?” laughed one of the guys.
 
“Both,” replied Elizabeth’s mother with a smile. “Now am I gonna get a beer or not?”
 
Elizabeth watched incredulously as her mother chugged a beer completely naked in front of this pack of college. Before she knew what was going on, the guys had lifted her mother upside down so she could do a naked keg stand. Elizabeth could not have been more shocked.
 
“This is the greatest night of my life,” proclaimed one of the guys as he slapped Elizabeth’s mother on her naked ass. Elizabeth could tell that her mother was getting quite aroused by the attention and she wondered how many times she had pulled this stunt in her younger days.  
 
“Well boys, its been fun, but I gotta get home and get some sleep. You better finish that keg,” teased Elizabeth’s mother.
 
“No problem,” laughed one of the guys. “Thanks so much for the show.”
 
“Elizabeth!” called her mother. “Are you going to get out from behind that bush and walk me home or what?”
 
Elizabeth was mortified as she stood up from behind the bush. The guys hooted and hollered and Elizabeth was embarrassed to be seen like this in front of her mother. She had been seen naked in public many times, but with her mother there, she was suddenly modest.
 
“Race you back to the apartment Lizzie!” yelled her mother as she dashed back across the parking lot. Elizabeth raced to catch up with her. Elizabeth’s mother ran back into the apartment laughing hysterically with Elizabeth close behind.
 
“Elizabeth, this is the greatest night of my life. Thank you so much. I am so sorry I ever tried to stifle who you are. Life is about taking risks. If you play it safe all the time, you are not living life.”
 
Elizabeth smiled and hugged her naked mother.
 
“Thank you mother.”
 
“Thank you Elizabeth. Be naked as much as you can. It’s the best way to feel alive.”

Chapter Thirty-Two  
 
Elizabeth woke up late the next morning, a bit hung-over from drinking a bit too much on the job. She began to recall her nude service at the bar last night, and although reliving the memory gave her pleasure, she also felt some anguish about being so reckless again.
 
She sauntered downstairs to get a bite to eat and ran into the cleaning lady once again. Her name was Darlene and her and Elizabeth had chatted a bit since their first embarrassing run-in. Elizabeth was glad Darlene had never mentioned the incident. Darlene was older, in her late 30s, blonde with a petite figure. She looked world-weary, but you could tell she had been a real knockout in her younger days.
 
After taking a quick shower, Elizabeth walked back to her room in her towel to get dressed for the day. She found Darlene standing in the hallway.
 
“I saw you that day.” Darlene said nervously.
 
“Um….what?”
 
“ I saw you naked at the mailbox. I thought it was awesome.”
 
“Oh. Thank you,” replied Elizabeth sheepishly.
 
“You like to be naked, don’t you?” asked Darlene.
 
“Yea, I guess so.”
 
“I don’t mind if you’re naked while I’m here,” said Darlene. “You can take off the towel.”
 
Elizabeth wasn’t quite sure what was going on. She had been friendly with Darlene, but she wasn’t sure she wanted to be naked in front of her.  
 
“Its okay,” smiled Darlene. “I won’t tell anyone. You don’t have to be shy around me.”
 
Darlene’s warm smile reassured Elizabeth and she found herself dropping the towel and revealing her naked body to the cleaning lady.
 
“You have a very nice body,” said Darlene as she scanned Elizabeth up and down. “I can see why you are so eager to show it off.”
 
Elizabeth stood there naked, feeling a bit awkward at having this woman she barely knew eyeing her nude body, but also aroused that her naked body was being studied by Darlene.
 
“I think you have tremendous confidence and self-esteem,” smiled Darlene. “I would like to learn that from you. I have had poor self-esteem for too long.” She slowly removed her t-shirt. “Show me how to become confident like you.”
 
Elizabeth watched with disbelief as Darlene unbuttoned her shorts and dropped them to the floor. Darlene hesitated a bit before she removed her bra, revealing ample breasts.  
 
“I’m not sure I can be brave like you,” she whispered.
 
“Its okay,” smiled Elizabeth. “You’ll find it comes very naturally. Just let your body take over and don’t overthink things.”
 
Darlene closed her eyes and took a deep breath as she slid her panties off. Elizabeth noticed that she really had a very nice body.
 
“I feel so free,” smiled Darlene. “Do you mind if I clean in the nude every day?”
 
“Not at all,” replied Elizabeth. “It will be nice having someone else nude around the house.”
 
The two women spent the rest of the hour nude, and Elizabeth learned much about Darlene’s past. Darlene exposed her soul to Elizabeth, telling her of lost opportunities due to a lack of confidence. The hour passed much too quickly and Elizabeth was sorry when Darlene was done cleaning.
 
“I have to get on to the next house. But I really enjoyed our time together,” said Darlene. “Hey, do you want to come with me to the next house? No one will be home. You don’t have to clean, but it would be kind of fun to have you around. Naked, of course.”
 
Elizabeth was a bit uncertain that being in a total stranger’s house naked without their permission was a good idea. Still, there was something about Darlene’s smile that reassured Elizabeth that everything would be okay. She happily agreed.
 
The two women dressed and Darlene drove them to an upper class neighborhood nearby. They pulled up to a rather large house – a mansion really, and Elizabeth began to get very nervous about being naked in a stranger’s home. Darlene let them in and Elizabeth marveled at how regal the interior of the house was. She wandered over to admire some of the expensive artwork and noticed how ornate some of the furniture was. She felt like a princess in a castle.
 
She turned around to find Darlene already completely naked. Elizabeth was shocked. Apparently it didn’t take much to get Darlene out of her shell!
 
“Aren’t you going to join me?” she asked.
 
Elizabeth soon removed her dress and tossed it over the expensive antique sofa. She unclasped her bra and hung it over the thousand dollar lamp. She slid off her panties and hung them on the Renoir. She skipped around the empty mansion in wonder at the luxurious items in the house. She found the master bedroom and jumped on the bed. She rolled around on the silk sheets, which felt amazing on her naked body.
 
Elizabeth danced down the hallway and stood at the top of an elegant staircase. She imagined herself, entering a ball. She slowly walked down the stairs, pretending she was making her grand entrance in the most daring ball gown ever – her birthday suit. She imagined all the shocked onlookers and it began to arouse her. She got to the bottom of the staircase and sat down on the antique sofa. The urges were calling to her again. Darlene was in the other room cleaning (in the nude of course!) and besides she had already caught Elizabeth pleasuring herself once. It was time for Elizabeth to begin satisfying her desires.
 
Her fingers began probing her vaginal lips as she closed her eyes and moaned in ecstasy. The antique couch was soon soaked. Elizabeth twisted her nipples as she became more and more aroused, her imaginary ball attendees watching her naked body writhe in ecstasy. A bellowing voice soon interrupted her erotic daydream.
 
“Who in the hell are you?” yelled an older man, dressed in a black pinstripe suit. “And what are you doing in my house?”
 
Elizabeth saw Darlene, completely dressed, run into the room. “I’m very sorry Mr. Weathers, I thought I left the doors locked while I was cleaning, but someone must have broke in.”
 
“Call 9-1-1 Darlene, we have an intruder!” shouted the man.
 
Elizabeth was mortified. Not only had she been caught pleasuring herself, but she was now guilty of intruding into someone’s home. She would be arrested for sure! Her life was over. She had only one choice. Run!
 
Elizabeth dashed toward the front door, with not even enough time to collect her clothing. She sprinted across the lawn and was all the way down the street before she even realized she was running in broad daylight COMPLETELY NAKED!
 
Quickly regaining some modesty, Elizabeth ducked into some bushes by a nearby house. Just then a car whizzed by and Elizabeth soon became aware of her circumstance. She was a full mile or two away from her house, completely naked. And to make matters worse, there was a gentleman calling the cops on her. She had to make a run for it, and fast, but do so without being detected.
 
It was the middle of the afternoon, so most people would either be at school or work. The neighborhood did seem a bit deserted, which was advantageous for Elizabeth. Adrenaline was still pumping her veins, and the urgency of the situation allowed her to suspend any modesty in favor or getting out of this neighborhood as soon as possible. Elizabeth came out from behind the bush and ran as fast as she could, in broad daylight, naked as the day she was born.  
 
She made it to the end of the street and ducked behind a parked car in the driveway. She was now near the entrance to the neighborhood development. She spied a bush on the next lot she could dash to and duck behind quickly. She readied herself for a run, but just as she was ready to make a run for it, a truckful of lawn-care workers pulled up to the house!  
 
“Crap!” thought Elizabeth. Five landscapers stood between her and the entrance. She decided to see if she could possibly wait them out. Unfortunately, it looked like they were working on the front yard. To make things worse, Elizabeth turned to see the front door open of the house where she was crouched in the driveway. Either way, she was about to be exposed naked to a stranger!
 
She decided she had to make a run for it. Her stomach began to tighten at the dread of the humiliation she was about to suffer. She rose from her crouch just in time to see the shocked expression of the owner of the car she was hiding behind. She ran as fast as her legs would carry her past the five burly men working on the lawn. She waved as they all stopped to stare.
 
“Hi boys. Just out for a run. Have a nice day!” Elizabeth smiled as she tried her best to keep her composure.  
 
Elizabeth ran towards the entrance to the development as she could hear hoots and catcalls from the landscapers behind her. She ducked behind the large sign that read “Nottingham Estates” and caught her breath. A faint smile crept on her face as she had time to reflect on her adventure. While she was humiliated and terrified she was going to be arrested for both public indecency and breaking and entering, she did enjoy the experience of running through this neighborhood, past complete strangers, completely naked. Her hand grazed her thigh and she quickly became aroused. But it was not the time, nor the place. Not quite yet.
 
Elizabeth turned a corner and now her neighborhood was within sight. The only major obstacle was a bridge about fifty yards long that she would have to cross. The bridge ran with the road and there would be nowhere to duck should a car pass by.  
 
Elizabeth crouched behind a tree that stood just before the bridge. She was awfully close to her neighborhood – anyone that passed her by and saw her might recognize her. She didn’t want to suffer any more humiliation, or worse yet, bring humiliation to her family. But she couldn’t crouch behind this tree all day. She waited for her best opportunity, and took a deep breath to psych herself up to make the naked walk across the bridge.
 
After reassuring herself, Elizabeth was ready to make her run. She checked to make sure no cars were coming, then ran quickly towards the bridge. She was nearly halfway across when her heart nearly dropped through her stomach as she heard the sound of a car approaching behind her. Elizabeth half-considered jumping off the bridge into the creek far below. But she closed her eyes and tried to keep her composure as best she could. She only hoped the driver of the car did not know her.
 
Elizabeth winced as she heard the car slow down behind her. Bravely, she kept looking forward, vainly hoping that if she didn’t look at the driver, the driver couldn’t see her. She was nearly to the end of the bridge now – almost there.
 
“Elizabeth!”
 
“Crap!” thought Elizabeth. It was someone that knew her. She stopped and slowly turned to see who was her audience.  
 
Her fears quickly turned to joy when she saw Darlene sitting in the car, motioning for Elizabeth to jump into the car.  
 
“I’ve been looking all over for you! Come on! Let’s get you out of here!”
 
Elizabeth quickly jumped in the car, relieved at being rescued.  
 
“I’m really sorry about what happened back there,” said Darlene. “Luckily, Mr. Weathers decided not to call the police. But he did fire me on the spot, that jerk. I’m really sorry I got you in that predicament. That was really reckless of me. I hope you’re not too mad.”
 
“I’m not mad,” shrugged Elizabeth. “It was my own dumb fault.” She smiled. “Besides, it was actually a fun time. Well, other than the part where I was terrified at being arrested!”
 
Darlene dropped Elizabeth off at her home, adding “I hope we can still have our naked cleaning sessions. Let’s just keep them at your house though, okay?”
 
“Okay,” smiled Elizabeth as she waved to Darlene.
 
Elizabeth dashed back to her front door, still naked, and let herself in. She sighed as she closed the door behind her. She began to relive the events of the day in her mind. How she had dropped her towel for Darlene and they had chatted for an hour, both naked. How she had been naked in that luxurious mansion, the home of a complete stranger. How he had caught her, pleasuring herself on his antique couch. On her naked run, past neighbors and landscapers. In the safety of her own home, it was all very arousing. She yearned to satisfy her urges and soon she was deep inside herself. She orgasmed hard, her body trembling in relief. She opened her eyes, and to her horror, there was a man standing in front of her, with his hand covering his eyes.
 
“Elizabeth?”
 
“Oh my god, Dad!”