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wow what a great edition!!! what do u have planned nexT? i cant wait! this was an excellent chapter

Chapter Thirty-Six
 
Elizabeth pumped her legs on the stationary bike, humming along to her Ipod and flipping through her sociology reading. The dull light of the student recreation center flickered as Elizabeth finished her workout. After working up a good sweat, she went down the hallway to re-hydrate with some water.
 
It was a Friday night, a night usually reserved for parties and going out, but Elizabeth was behind in her studies and needed to catch up on her schoolwork and her physical work out. So she had decided to kill two birds with one stone, even if it meant sacrificing a Friday night.
 
Elizabeth went to the vending machine and purchased a bottle of water. The center would be closing in half an hour. Elizabeth decided it was probably time for her to wrap up and head home. She cooled down with some water and mopped sweat off her brow. That workout had really made her sweat! Her sports bra felt so sticky and her t-shirt clung to her wet skin. She would have felt much more comfortable being naked.
 
Elizabeth giggled. By this point, she knew that any time she even thought about getting naked in public, it was going to happen. Why even fight it?
 
Being a weekend night, the recreation center was quite empty. There was one student working the front desk. She had seen two guys in the weight room. One girl on a treadmill. That was about it.
 
Elizabeth pulled the sticky t-shirt off. She was still in her sports bra, certainly not a shocking sight in a gym. She decided she was going to have some fun. She took her bottle of water and poured some of the cold liquid onto her chest. The cold startled her and her nipples became so hard they stuck out visibly through the sports bra.
 
Elizabeth walked back down the hallway and into the weight room where the two weightlifters were taking a break.
 
“Excuse me,” she asked innocently. “Do you know where I could find some towels?”
 
She smiled as the two weightlifters quickly fixated on her near-visible nipples.
 
“Uh, yea. They’re over there,” pointed one of the weightlifters, hardly taking his eyes off her chest.
 
“Thanks,” smiled Elizabeth as she walked over and grabbed a towel.
 
As Elizabeth walked back into the hallway, her body shivered with delight at the attention she had garnered. But simply showing off her body wasn’t enough. She wanted to be naked.
 
She went back into the stationary bike room, which was completely deserted. Elizabeth hardly hesitated as she pulled the sports bra off over her head. She teased her nipples, still hard from before. Her hand slipped down her pants and she began to stroke her soft mound. She was growing more and more aroused.
 
With one motion, Elizabeth slipped her sweatpants and panties down, leaving her completely naked. She stepped out of her shoes and stood in the stationary bike room nude. She twisted her nipples even more.
 
Elizabeth sat down onto one of the bikes and began to pedal. As she pedaled, her clit would brush against the seat of the bike, giving her a tingle. She began to pedal faster and faster, the tingling building up and up into a warm feeling spreading across her body. Sweat began pouring down her face. Elizabeth began to furiously massage her own breasts, the sweat lubricating her body. This was quite a workout!
 
Just then the door opened, and the girl from the treadmill looked up to see a naked girl having an orgasm on the stationary bike!
 
“Oh my god!” she exclaimed as she turned and ran, horrified.
 
Elizabeth didn’t care. She was close to climaxing. She jumped off the bike and grabbed the water bottle. She needed it inside her. She lay on the ground of the gym with her legs spread, thrusting the water bottle in and out. The feeling was enormous. She raised her legs into the air, imagining both weightlifters were pumping her right there on the gym floor. She orgasmed.
 
“Ohhhhhh fuck!” she squealed in delight.
 
Elizabeth sighed in contentment as she opened her eyes to see the pimply-faced freshman who sat at the front desk.
 
“Uh, I’m going to have to ask you to leave. You can’t be naked in here,” he mumbled meekly.
 
“No problem,” smiled Elizabeth confidently as she stood back up, naked before him. “I think I’m done here.”
 
“Uh, and could you wipe down the seat?” he asked.
 
 
Elizabeth was in good spirits when she walked into Sociology class on Monday morning. She was caught up on all her readings, and she was still living off the high from her Friday night exposure. Plus, she was really starting to like her sociology class and looked forward to each lecture.
 
That day, the professor had given the students the assignment of breaking one social norm for class. Elizabeth looked around and saw a few students in pajamas. That really wasn’t extraordinary for college. One student was walking backwards – Elizabeth had considered doing that but it just seemed silly. Elizabeth had considered perhaps giving everyone she met a kiss on the cheek – but she saw a girl already doing that. Elizabeth racked her brain to think of something else she could do that was not socially acceptable.
 
“Let’s begin class,” announced Professor Warner. Elizabeth was developing a mad crush on him. Not only was he dashingly handsome, but he clearly commanded the material well and had a great intellect.
 
“I see some of you are already exploring the boundaries of social acceptability,” he continued. “That is wonderful. By the end of class, I want each of you to have violated some social norm, then your assignment will be to write about it.”
 
Just then a male student farted.
 
“Yes,” continued the Professor as the class erupted in laughter. “I should have expected that once again. Well that will give you something to write about.”
 
He turned and looked at Elizabeth.
 
“Others of you should explore your social boundaries so you have something to write about as well.”
 
Elizabeth melted as he smiled. Now the pressure was on. She couldn’t let him down. She had to think of something extraordinary to write about!
 
He began his lecture and Elizabeth tried to brainstorm things she could do to push social boundaries. Walk on her hands? No, that was stupid and she didn’t even know how. Stand on her desk? For a whole hour? Nothing good was coming to mind.
 
An hour quickly passed and soon it was time for a break before class resumed. Elizabeth rushed to the restroom to splash some water on her face and try to come up with a way to push social boundaries.
 
She turned on the spigot, only to have water splash all over her.
 
“Darn faucet!” she thought as she grabbed a paper towel and tried to dry off her wet blouse. She looked at herself in the mirror with the semi-soaked blouse and thought back to her experience at the recreation center. She had loved it when those weightlifters had been transfixed on her hard nipples. Elizabeth quickly removed her bra from underneath her blouse. The blouse was not that tight, so you could hardly see her nipples, even though the blouse was wet. Would this be enough for the assignment?
 
Elizabeth walked back to the lecture hall, hoping to garner some attention. Unfortunately, it seemed all the other students were too fixated on their own assignments to notice her. She looked down at her chest and the blouse had already dried quite a bit. Elizabeth didn’t seem to be pushing any social boundaries at all.
 
“Alright, let’s resume where we left off,” continued Professor Warner. “I do hope you’ve all had a chance to violate a social norm during class.”
 
Elizabeth was now panicking a bit. She really wanted to impress Professor Warner, and her stupid attempt to have a wet t-shirt contest during class had failed. She thought again about the recreation center. Her body became flush when she thought about her erotic ride on the stationary bike. Thinking about her sweaty naked body in public like that was getting her hot. She loosened a button on her blouse. Wait…could she dare….in class?
 
She undid the next button. Her skin was on fire. She unbuttoned a third button. Her blouse was now open past her breasts. Her breathing quickened. She quickly undid the next two buttons. Still, no one had noticed, but her blouse was now nearly open. She undid the last button, leaving a thin strip of bare flesh up her chest.
 
She had gone this far, could she go farther? Would Professor Warner be impressed? Or mortified? How would her classmates react?
 
Elizabeth slipped off her shoes. She took a deep breath. Still, no one was noticing her striptease. She unbuttoned her jeans. Oh god, she wasn’t really going to go through with this was she?
 
She looked across the room and noticed one guy had taken attention of her stripping and looked to be in disbelief. Elizabeth thought about the pimply-faced freshman at the recreation center. Elizabeth had enjoyed giving him a show. It was showtime again.
 
Elizabeth slipped her thumbs into her underpants, and in one motion slid her jeans and panties past her knees and to the ground. This began to attract attention from surrounding classmates and soon most of the lecture hall was staring at a half-naked Elizabeth. The seat was now cold on her bare bottom and the air conditioning of the lecture hall gave her goosebumps up and down her naked flesh. She slid the open blouse off her shoulders and tossed all of her clothes into her backpack.
 
The class began to stir with a few students gasping in utter amazement. Elizabeth heard “oh my god” and even “what a sl*t.” This was a terrible idea. The professor had meant violating stupid little norms like farting. Not full frontal nudity.
 
Professor Warner turned to see what all the fuss was about and looked quite surprised when he saw a bare naked student sitting in his lecture hall.
 
“Well, um…..this….is a first,” he mumbled, trying to regain his composure.
 
Elizabeth was now mortified, and the silky white bare flesh of her naked body was now in stark contrast to the bright red embarrassment of her face.
 
“What is your name, young lady?” asked the Professor.
 
“Elizabeth.”
 
“Yes, well Elizabeth,” he continued turning to the class, “has bravely demonstrated one of the sillier social norms we practice every day – the wearing of clothes.”
 
“You see,” he continued, “On days like this, when it is unseasonably hot outside, I still feel the need to wear this stuffy tweed jacket, this ugly tie, and these out-of-date trousers. Wouldn’t we all be more comfortable wearing – well, whatever we wear in the comfort of our own homes? Or even nothing at all?”
 
The class murmured a bit and Elizabeth began to feel better about her nudity.
 
“Elizabeth has truly violated a social norm today,” he smiled. “The rest of you may have done something silly, but what she did was truly provocative, daring, and thought-provoking. I look forward to reading your essay Elizabeth.”
 
Elizabeth smiled and sat back up in her chair, confident in her nudity. Just then a male student stood up, removed his shirt, shorts and underpants to the applause of the entire lecture hall.
 
“Eh, yes. It appears you have inspired others Elizabeth,” laughed the professor.
 
Elizabeth sat naked in class for the remainder of the hour, enjoying every second of Professor Warner glancing every now and then at her naked body. Having him see her this way was turning her on, let alone the fact that everyone could see her this way. She so wished she could just masturbate right there and then. Now that would be violating a social norm!
 
Class ended much too quickly, and Elizabeth began to dress. Professor Warner quickly approached her.
 
“I just wanted to say thank you for taking such a bold move. I was having trouble illustrating exactly what I meant with social norms, but you gave us a perfect example. I applaud your courage.”
 
He blushed. He was so cute when he blushed!
 
“I really do look forward to your paper. You have a tremendous amount of talent. And I hope you get the chance to show off your talents in this class. Er….so to speak.”
 
Elizabeth laughed at his slip of the tongue. She was going to take every opportunity to show her talents.

Chapter Thirty-Seven
 
Elizabeth sat looking glumly at her blank computer screen. Why was it that for one of her most important assignments, she was her least creative?
 
“What are you doing writing a paper on a Friday night?” asked Marie as she popped her head in the room.
 
“I’ve been trying to keep up with my sociology class, but I just can’t come up with anything for this new assignment. I’ve got total writer’s block!”
 
“Well I know a way to get the creative juices going,” laughed Marie as she handed Elizabeth a bottle of tequila.  
 
“Oh, I know I am going to regret this. But I’m not getting anything done here, so let’s do a shot.”
 
After a round of shots, and then another, and yet another, Elizabeth and Marie were giggling as Elizabeth told Marie about her crush on Professor Warner.
 
“And he got so beet red when he talked to me – it was so cute!” laughed Elizabeth.
 
“We need to find you someone more your age. Come on!” said Marie as she jumped up. “Let’s head out to the bar.”
 
“Ugh, I’m not going to some meat market. I don’t want some dirtbag grinding on me all night,” groaned Elizabeth.
 
“Fine, fine, let’s go to that hole-in-the-wall up the street. No one will be there – it will be just you and me and the bottle makes three!”
 
The girls made their way to “McGuff’s”, a local hangout off the beaten path for most college coeds. They walked in to find a few locals sitting at the bar and a few stragglers seated here and there, but certainly no one college-aged. Marie headed straight for the jukebox and put on some Johnny Cash while Elizabeth ordered a round of drinks.
 
“So now that you’ve had a few drinks, you can think more creatively about your assignment. What do you have to do?” asked Marie.
 
Elizabeth giggled, “I have to break a social norm outside of class, and write about it.” She downed another shot. “I bracked my rain. I mean, I racked my brain trying to think of everything.”
 
“Why don’t you just do what you did in class?” asked Marie.
 
“What, get naked?” laughed Elizabeth. “Yea, I think he meant break a social norm without getting arrested.”
 
“I keep telling you, public nudity is not illegal for women! Technically we’re not exposing our genitals! Besides, if any cop hassles you, just tell him it’s for class. This town is pretty cool about that kind of stuff, being a college-town and all.”
 
Elizabeth laughed even harder. “Yea, I can just see myself walking naked right down Main Street. Woo-hoo! Lady Godiva coming through!”
 
“Why not! Half of the town has already seen you naked,” teased Marie. She tapped the gruff-looking trucker seated at the table next to them. “Excuse me sir?”
 
“Yea?”  
 
“Have you seen my friend naked yet?” asked Marie, pointing to Elizabeth.
 
“Excuse me?”  
 
“My friend, she’s like naked all the time. Half the town has seen her naked. Have you?”
 
“Lady, you’ve had too much to drink.”
 
Marie laughed hysterically. “Go ahead Elizabeth, show him what you’ve got!”
 
Elizabeth rolled her eyes.  
 
“Oh, don’t get all prude on me now Elizabeth! Here, I’ll show you how its done!”  
 
And with that, Marie whipped off her top.
 
Elizabeth giggled. “Marie, stop that. You’ll get us kicked out of here!”
 
Marie tapped her trucker again. “Excuse me, would you kick out a naked lady from this bar?”
 
The trucker laughed when he noticed Marie was in just a bra. “No ma’am I would not and I would kick the crap out of anyone that did!”
 
“See Elizabeth! We have protection!”  
 
And with that Marie undid her bra.  
 
Soon the entire bar was taking notice of Marie’s stripping and were cheering her on. It was Marie who was enjoying the intoxicating allure of public nudity! Marie stood on her bench and began slowly unbuttoning her jeans to the cheers of the crowd. She pulled them off with a flourish as the small crowd erupted in applause. Marie winked at Elizabeth as she pulled her panties off and threw them to the trucker.
 
Elizabeth was now doubled over in laughter. She did find herself a bit jealous at the attention Marie was getting. She couldn’t let her have all the fun could she?
 
Elizabeth quickly stood up on her bench and began a striptease of her own. By now, she was pretty drunk and having trouble pulling her shirt over her head. But the chanting of the crowd and the feeling of air on her bare skin was fueling her.  
 
The entire night became one big blur of nudity, shots and bikers.  
 
Elizabeth awoke the next morning in her bed still naked. She looked over and was surprised to see Marie in bed with her – also naked. Marie opened her eyes.
 
“What happened last night?” asked Elizabeth.
 
“As far as I can remember, we got naked on the bar, danced naked with a few truckers, had our clothes stolen by one of them, and we streaked back here,” replied Marie.
 
“Did we…..um..”
 
“What? No! Why, did you want to?” laughed Marie.
 
“No. I was just wondering why were in the same bed.”
 
“You were begging me to sleep in your bed!”
 
“I was?”
 
“Elizabeth, no more tequila for you!” laughed Marie as she jumped out of bed.
 
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That afternoon, Elizabeth was back to staring at her blank computer screen.
 
“Don’t you have to do something first before you can write about it?” asked Marie as she popped her head in the room.
 
“Yes, but I wanted to plan it all out on paper before I went through with it,” replied Elizabeth.
 
“Well that doesn’t sound like the girl that spontaneously danced naked on a bar last night,” chuckled Marie. “Have you thought about the idea we talked about last night?”
 
“What idea?”
 
“Like you said yourself, walking naked down Main Street,” replied Marie.
 
“What?! No way!”
 
“Come on!” pleaded Marie. “We talked about it last night. You won’t get arrested, and people will just shrug it off as some silly student stunt. It will be perfect! Plus, I can use you as the subject for my photography series.”
 
“What photography series is that? Women doing stupid things?” mocked Elizabeth.
 
“No silly. I’m doing a series showing things out of place. What is more out of place than a naked woman in public? Come on, we can both get our assignments done and I know how much you really want to get naked in public again. You just won’t let yourself have fun!”
 
Elizabeth sighed and smiled. She knew Marie was right. Deep down she really did want to do this. And this assignment gave her a convenient excuse. She needed to take every opportunity she could to “show off her talents.”
 
The two girls walked over to Main Street. Elizabeth was wearing a flimsy sun dress and nothing else. Marie sat down to prepare her camera. It was a Sunday evening, so there were few cars around and fewer pedestrians. Still, it was still daylight and some stores were still open.  
 
“I’m not sure I can do this. Being naked when I’m drunk in a bar is one thing. I’m stone cold sober now.”
 
“Damn. I knew I should have brought the tequila,” joked Marie. “Relax. You’ve done this a thousand times already. This is going to be the greatest experience of your life. Just remember to soak it in and enjoy it. And make sure to remember every detail so you can write about it!”
 
Elizabeth took in a deep breath. She had done this several times before but it still made her nervous every time she exposed herself in public. This was certainly the most daring stunt she had ever done though. She would be walking completely naked in a very public place in broad daylight with no cover. The sheer danger of it was both terrifying and arousing. Her body became warm. She began to unbutton the dress. Marie began to snap pictures.
 
Elizabeth looked around as she clung the open dress to her body. There were a few pedestrians in the distance. The drug store two blocks down was still open. An apartment complex was across the street. Anyone looking out the window would see her.  
 
“You can do this Elizabeth. You’re the bravest soul I’ve ever met,” smiled Marie.
 
Elizabeth smiled at Marie and let the dress fall to her feet. She stepped out of it and tossed it to Marie. A chill ran up her spine. She was completely naked in public. She took a moment to soak in the moment.  
 
The soft wind glanced across her bare skin. Elizabeth could see tiny goosebumps on her bare arm. A nervous pit in her stomach loosened and a wave of arousal hit her body. She was really naked in public in broad daylight! This was a far cry from that first night when she had skinny dipped in her parents backyard.
 
Elizabeth began to slowly walk up the street, stopping to nonchalantly peruse the flyers posted on the wall. The warm evening air felt delightful on her skin. She behaved as if she was fully clothed, as if being naked were perfectly normal. She stopped at the corner and picked up the local student paper to read it. Marie was furiously snapping pictures.  
 
Just then a car pulled up to the corner. Elizabeth’s heart began to beat faster. Oh god, here is someone that was seeing her naked in public.  
 
“Just play it cool,” said Marie.  
 
Elizabeth took a deep breath and waved at the car. The driver gave her a toot on the horn and drove off.  
 
So far so good.
 
Elizabeth crossed the street and made her way down the next block. She stopped to peer into a furniture store that had closed for the day. Oh the show they were missing! Then she approached the drug store. It was still open and appeared to have a few customers inside. Elizabeth wanted to duck past so they could not see her. Marie noticed her trying to hide from the view of those inside the drug store.
 
“Oh no you don’t!” she chided. “The whole point of this exercise is to break a social norm. You can’t gauge people’s reactions by hiding from them.”
 
“Oh come on,” pleaded Elizabeth as she ducked underneath the window. “There’s like three or four people in there plus a guy behind the counter! I can’t just walk by naked!”
 
“Of course you can! Just walk tall and smile. They probably won’t even notice.”
 
Elizabeth closed her eyes and tried to regain her composure. She knew in a stunt this public she would have to expose herself to other people. But she was starting to lose her nerve.  
 
“Elizabeth, do I have to show you how its done?” mocked Marie. And with that she pulled off her tank top, exposing her bare breasts. “Now come on, let’s proudly walk past the corner drug store!”
 
Elizabeth had to chuckle at Marie. She always knew just how to push Elizabeth’s buttons. And Elizabeth appreciated that Marie was willing to share the risk. She was a true friend.  
 
With that, Elizabeth stood up, peered through the window of the drug store, took a deep breath, and began to walk.
 
“That’s great, I’m getting some good shots!” laughed a topless Marie as she snapped photos of Elizabeth walking naked past the drug store. It was quite a sight to see a bare naked woman walking with a topless woman photographing her. It was enough to get the attention of the young man behind the counter. Elizabeth caught his reaction in the corner of her eye. He looked like he was seeing a ghost. She turned to him and blew him a kiss. He just shook his head. Elizabeth giggled and began to run.
 
“Let’s get out of here! I think we’ve shocked enough bystanders!”
 
Marie pulled on her top and tossed Elizabeth her clothes. Elizabeth had to bend down to pick them up and when she stood back up to put her clothes on, she ran smack dab into someone.
 
“I’m terribly sorry…errr….you don’t have any clothes on,” said the man as Elizabeth stumbled to regain her composure. She looked up and realized to her horror that she had just run into Professor Warner.
 
“I…um….Professor….I….I gotta go,” mumbled a humiliated Elizabeth as she collected her clothing and ran off.  
 
“Elizabeth, wait!” called the professor behind her, but Elizabeth had already turned the corner and was running as fast as her legs could take her. She dashed into an alley and quickly dressed, taking a moment to catch her breath. She couldn’t believe Professor Warner had caught her naked in public! What would he think at her stupid stunt?
 
Then Elizabeth realized how silly she was being. She was doing this stunt for HIS class. He of all people would understand. Still, Elizabeth was a bit embarrassed he had caught her like that. Even though he had already seen her naked, she hadn’t prepared herself for the possibility he would see her again. But part of her was quite aroused such a handsome man had once again seen her naked. And in public no less. Elizabeth began to rub herself.
 
She thought of the people in the drug store, admiring her naked body as she walked by. The feeling of the evening on her air had been exhilarating. Elizabeth soon pulled the dress back off her body as her fingers began to dance over her skin. She imagined Professor Warner having his way with her naked body, right there in front of the crowd at the drug store. Her fingers plunged deeper and deeper.  
 
She was startled by the voice of a homeless guy ambling in her direction.
 
“You got any change….whoa! You’re naked!”
 
Elizabeth came to her senses and pulled the dress over her head. She ran as fast as she could back home, juices still running down her leg.
 
When she got back to the apartment, she found Marie going over the photos.
 
“Hey, I wonder what happened to you,” said Marie. “You took off pretty quickly when you ran into that guy!”
 
“That guy was my Professor!” exclaimed Elizabeth. “I panicked when I saw him.”
 
“Well I think we got some really great shots,” smiled Marie. “Take a look.”
 
Elizabeth examined the photograph of a beautiful naked woman walking in the sun past a drug store. Her bare skin shone in the dusk. Her smile was radiant. It was clear how much she enjoyed being naked in public.
 
“That’s an amazing photo Marie,” sighed Elizabeth. “You did a great job.”
 
“No, you did a great job,” smiled Marie.  

Chapter Thirty-Nine
 
Elizabeth sat in Professor Warner’s office the next day to hand in her completed literature review for his study proposal. It was exciting that he was relying on her for research and she felt very grateful for the opportunity. A flustered Professor Warner hurried into the room and slammed his briefcase on the desk.
 
“The grant fell through, the study is never going to get off the ground,” he grumbled.
 
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” replied Elizabeth.
 
“I’m very sorry you went through all the trouble of doing the literature review, but it seems my proposal is too controversial to be funded by any grant money. I’ve been hitting my head against this wall for almost a decade now. I fear my research will never be funded,” moaned Professor Warner as he shook his head in shame.  
 
Elizabeth felt awful for Professor Warner and was a bit disappointed she would not get the opportunity to participate in a real academic study. She tried to reassure him and placed his hand in hers. He smiled. Elizabeth’s heart began to flutter.
Suddenly, the phone rang.  
 
“Hello? Yes. Yes, we can talk about it right now, I’ll meet you in your office,” replied Professor Warner. He hung up and turned to Elizabeth.
 
“Elizabeth, wait here for a minute,” he said. “I still want to talk to you about what our options are moving forward. I’ll be right back.”
 
Elizabeth sat disappointed, not so much for herself, but for the Professor who had worked so hard. She took the grant proposal and reviewed it once more. It was really a very inexpensive project. The only real cost was hiring participants to go nude in public. How could that be rejected? If only there was a way to get some participants.
 
Could Elizabeth volunteer to be a participant? She began to get nervous. She had been nude in public before, but it seemed when she had done so in front of Professor Warner, her nervousness would increase exponentially! Plus this would be extended public nudity in broad daylight to provoke a reaction. Elizabeth had never done any stunts quite that intense before. And would Professor Warner even allow it? Could she convince him? Elizabeth had an idea.
 
Professor Warner returned to find a completely naked Elizabeth sitting at his desk with her feet up, reviewing the grant proposal.  
 
“Good heavens!” he stammered. “You’re naked!”
 
“Perhaps we should record your reaction to my public nudity,” chuckled Elizabeth.
 
“Please put some clothes on Elizabeth! The Dean could be coming here any minute!”
 
“I will under one condition,” continued Elizabeth slyly. “That you let me be the participant in the study and we continue with your proposal.”
 
“What? No, I can’t let you do that Elizabeth. That would be crossing an ethical line. No, we’ll just have to re-apply for the grant money.”
 
“But that will delay your research for another year! And you’ve been delayed for years and years now. Besides, I have experience as a public nude.”
 
“I don’t know Elizabeth. I would hate to put you in harm’s way.”
 
“I’ll be fine. Like I said, I have experience doing this. More than you know.”
 
“Dear god, if I say yes, will you put some clothes on? I think I hear him coming!”
 
“Of course.”
 
“Okay, we’ll go through with the study! I’ll write up the study guidelines and we can get started next week! Now PLEASE GET DRESSED!”
 
Elizabeth smiled as she dressed, basking in the attention and power she received from her nudity. Seconds after she re-buttoned her blouse, the Dean barged into the room.
 
“Oh thank god,” whispered Professor Warner.
 
 
That afternoon Elizabeth and Marie were sitting around when Elizabeth told her of her the study was going through and she was the willing participant.
 
“Well, we should go on a trial run, to see how it goes,” suggested Marie.
 
“A trial run?”
 
“Well sure, we want to make sure everything goes okay. Besides, don’t you want to practice? Practice makes perfect,” laughed Marie.
 
“What did you have in mind?” asked Elizabeth.
 
The two girls headed down to the quad in the middle of campus. It was a bright late afternoon in the spring and there was a sparse crowd, mostly sunbathing or playing frisbee. The girls lay out a blanket and reclined on the ground.  
 
“Well, are you ready for your performance?” asked Marie.
 
Elizabeth began to get nervous. She had never really gotten naked in such a public place in broad daylight with people around. She really began to wonder what their reaction would be. Disgust? Approval? Derision? Arousal? There was only one way to find out.
 
Elizabeth slipped off her panties and tossed them in her bag. Then she quickly threw her sundress off and arched her naked back. She couldn’t believe what she had just done. She was sitting in the quad in the middle of campus COMPLETELY NAKED!
 
She arched her back and took in the sun’s rays. They felt fabulous. She was still too nervous to look around at how people were reacting. She was afraid to make any kind of eye contact. She almost felt like if she didn’t look at anyone, they wouldn’t be able to see her.
 
“I think a few people are starting to notice,” said Marie.
 
Elizabeth finally looked over to a group of girls a few dozen feet away. They were all pointing at Elizabeth and chuckling, and one was even taking pictures of her on her camera. Elizabeth gulped. She hadn’t considered the fact that people could take pictures of her for posterity. She began to feel very self-conscious. Perhaps this was all a huge mistake. She began to sit up, using her knees to cover her body.
 
“Oh, don’t get all shy now,” pleaded Marie. “Those girls are probably just jealous they don’t have your body. Let’s go for a walk and get away from those bitches.”
 
Elizabeth definitely did not feel like going for a walk. She wanted to stay seated, hoping she could just melt into the ground. If she began to walk she would really draw attention. Elizabeth began to reach for her dress.
 
“I’m not going to let you back out of this,” scolded Marie. “I was hoping I wouldn’t have to do this, but you seem to be losing your nerve.”
 
Marie reached in her purse and took out a pair of scissors. She took Elizabeth’s dress and began cutting it into pieces.
 
“What are you doing?!?!???” exclaimed Elizabeth.
 
“You have to do this without a safety net,” continued Marie. “And to show you I’m not being mean about this, I’m going to do it with you.”
 
With that Marie took off her t-shirt and began cutting it up. She then slid off her shorts and destroyed them as well. She was just as naked as Elizabeth. Elizabeth’s anger quickly subsided and now she was grateful to have such a smart friend like Marie.
 
“Now let’s go for a walk and see what kind of reaction we get,” giggled Marie.
 
The two naked girls got up and began to walk around the quad. Having someone along with her helped put her at ease. Soon it became clear that most people did not want to acknowledge them. Most would pretend they did not see the two naked girls, averting their gaze, or pretending they were talking on their cell phones. Elizabeth found it fascinating. A few bystanders would gawk, and a couple even made comments. But no one was rude, no one was derisive or mean, and no one accosted them.
 
Once they reached the far end of the quad, Marie turned and hugged Elizabeth.
 
“This feeling is wonderful!” Marie exclaimed. “I feel so liberated! How does it feel for you?”
 
“I couldn’t be happier,” replied Elizabeth.
 
A girl walked up to the two and smiled.
 
“I think you two are so brave and enlightened. I would love to have the guts to do what you are doing.”
 
“Thank you,” replied the two naked girls.
 
Marie and Elizabeth walked back to their apartment completely naked. They got a few stares, but overall, it had been a positive experience. When they arrived home, Elizabeth rushed to her computer to record her thoughts and impressions. Marie entered her room, still naked.
 
“Well in case you hadn’t figured it out yet, I am volunteering for your study,” she smiled.  
 
“That’s great, I was hoping I wouldn’t be the only one,” replied Elizabeth.
 
“Don’t you think you need to get a guy too? Or is the study only from the perspective of female public nudity?” asked Marie.
 
Elizabeth hadn’t considered that. The original study proposed two women and one man as participants. Where was Elizabeth going to find a male subject willing to do the study for free?
 
“Did you have someone in mind?” asked Elizabeth.
 
“Maybe,” smiled Marie.