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Mrs. Edwards got out of the car and firmly took hold of her daughter’s
hand. Carrie looked over at me as if silently pleading with me to
intervene on her behalf and somehow get her mom to change her mind about
going inside. It was mean of me I know, but all I did was give her an
evil grin and say, “Carrie, you know how dangerous things have been all
day. This really is the best place for us to be. Like you said to me
before, stop being so selfish and think of your mom for a change. How
would she feel if you got hurt or worse? I think we should do what she
says.”
Carrie gave me the most hateful look as her mom pulled her
from the car. The sight of my friend cowering naked next to her car in
the middle of town REALLY excited me. I couldn’t help but get aroused by
the erotic nature of what I was seeing – Carrie swinging her head this
way and that nervously checking to see if anyone had noticed her
standing there as she desperately tried to cover herself. I wondered if
all those people who had seen me naked only hours before had the same
intense feelings as I was having right then looking at Carrie. It wasn’t
the satisfaction of revenge that was so pleasing. It was the very idea
of seeing her standing in town naked knowing that she was about to be
seen by people she knew and there wasn’t a thing she could do about it
that was so powerfully stimulating. It is hard to describe. All I knew
was that I was wet and had that feeling of fire down below just aching
for release!!
“MOM . . . Please!” Carrie persisted. “I’m . . .
I’m sorry . . . It was all Tina’s idea. Really! SHE is the one who
should be punished, not me! Please don’t . . .”
“Don’t what,
Carrie? Look after your well-being and safety? You’ve seen the damage
this storm has done. You know first-hand what happened to Katie’s house.
Why she could have been killed earlier today! Let’s get inside before
we get hurt ourselves,” her mom remarked. Just then a streak of
lightening flashed across the sky silencing all conversation as we
waited for the sure-to-be-heard clap of thunder. I couldn’t help but
think that Mother Nature wasn’t going to be the only one “flashing”
today!
Mrs. Edwards took hold of one arm and literally began
dragging her daughter towards the door as a steady drizzle began falling
again. “Grab her other hand, Katie,” Mrs. Edwards instructed. “I don’t
want her to fall down and get hurt.” It was all I could do to pull
Carrie’s remaining arm away from her groin as she was desperate to keep
herself covered. Carrie was bigger than me but I had the advantage of
leverage, well that and I was running on an adrenalin-high. I managed to
pull her hand away leaving her totally exposed just as we opened the
auditorium door and walked inside.
What greeted me was totally
unexpected. Instead of seeing shocked expressions on people’s faces as
they saw a naked Carrie enter the building, I saw a crowd of fellow
classmates at the far end of the room all huddled around a scared,
totally humiliated and COMPLETELY NAKED TINA !!! She was standing next
to her father and mother, who were holding her arms out away from her
body as Tina’s mother was talking to the small, huddled crowd. Unlike
earlier when I was paraded about this very building, most of the adults
and their families had already gone home. All that remained was a small
group of volunteers that had been helping Mrs. Thompson, the teacher
from school who had been organizing the shelter all day. I thought about
how awful it must be for Tina having to be seen naked by her dad, but
that feeling quickly passed.
I was still trying to take it all in when I heard someone shout, “HEY!! THERE’S CARRIE ANN!!”
The
entire group began laughing and pointing at Carrie and several of the
group ran over to get a better look and then walked with us as we headed
to where Tina was standing. “Oh My GOSH! You dye your hair!” one girl
said with obvious disdain as she noticed the difference in color from
the hair on her head and the thick, curly short hairs about her groin.
“You really need to do a little chickscaping, sister!” another girl quipped with a giggle. “Razors are cheap ya know.”
Carrie’s
face was as red as a tomato and I could tell she was like totally
mortified as everyone was looking over every inch of her body and making
comments. Her mom just had that righteous smile on her face as if she
had been hoping that that would happen. The guys were typically crude
remarking on the sexy shape of her ass or the size of her melons. But
the girls - they were the worst - pointing out all her imperfections
with gusto. Honestly, I would have never noticed those couple of pimples
on her butt until someone drew attention to them.
But my
biggest shock was seeing Tina. I didn’t expect to find her here naked
like Carrie. Seeing her naked body for the first time, I got angry . . .
REALLY ANGRY!! You see, at school, Tina had been subtly making me feel
self-conscious about my body and lack of boobs. Here, now, I discovered
that all this time Tina had been wearing a padded bra!! Why she wasn’t
any bigger than me up top!! My only consolation however was now
everyone else knew that too!
Mrs. Edwards brought her daughter up
to Tina and positioned her so that she was standing right next to her
facing the crowd. I still had a grip on her hand too making sure she was
as exposed as I had been earlier to this same group of kids. Tina’s dad
began asking the group to quiet down. His voice was certainly menacing
and authoritative so no one dared challenge him. In an instant the
entire place was as quiet as a library.
Mr. Conner began
speaking. “Most of you know what my daughter Tina, with the help of
Carrie Ann Edwards earlier today, did to poor Katie here. In fact I’m
sure many of you had witnessed little Katie’s situation right here in
this same auditorium. What happened to Katie‘s house as a result of the
storm was tragic – a terrible act of nature. But it certainly was NO
EXCUSE for these two hooligan’s to humiliate the poor girl further. I
want everyone right here and now to know that we as parents aren’t going
to tolerate things like that. Mrs. Edwards and I have talked and have
decided that we wanted our daughters to know what it feels like to be
exploited like poor Katie was earlier today.”
Mrs. Edwards spoke
up and added, “We felt both these girls needed to be punished. Now that
the storm system has all but moved on and things are getting back to
some semblance of normal, we brought our daughters down here to help
clean up and put things back in order. I’m sure Mrs. Thompson won’t mind
the extra help.
Everyone looked over at the shocked expression
on the teacher’s face. “Well . . . I . . . that is to say . . . this is .
. . um . . . most irregular . . . most irregular indeed.”
“GOOD!”
Mr. Conner said firmly, “Then it’s settled. “Tina, you and Carrie go
about helping these students until Mrs. Thompson says that you are
finished.” Tina just lowered her head and looked at the floor not moving
a muscle. “GO ON! You heard me! Get a move on!” Mr. Conner’s voice
boomed throughout the facility and the two girls immediately jumped.
Mrs.
Thompson, apparently regaining her composure, instructed the girls to
each get one of the large plastic trash cans and to start picking up all
the loose trash lying about. As I watched the Carrie and Tina go about
their work it occurred to me that Mrs. Thompson obviously hadn’t given
the girls’ state of undress much thought as surely she couldn’t have
picked a more humiliating and exploitive thing to do. Each time one or
the other of them would bend over to pick up a piece of trash or an
empty soft drink can from the floor, their vagina was totally exposed to
anyone who wanted to look, and look they did! The snickers by both the
boys AND the girls were very noticeable, even as the other students
pretended to go about their work. Still I don’t think Carrie or Tina
worried too much about that as they seemed to be more of a hurry to get
their task done so that they could leave than to worry about what they
looked like doing it. Still, it WAS rather arousing just to watch.
The
girls’ parents and Mrs. Thompson stood around talking as the others
either went about doping work or following the girls making crude
comments about their lack of attire. What fun!
As for me, I just
sat on a chair taking it all in. I secretly wished that I was back at
Carrie’s house alone in the privacy of my own room so that I could take
care of . . . ah . . . a little throbbing button of my anatomy that
desperately needed attention! Watching those girls among the group and
recalling my own adventures earlier were taking their toll on my
hormones and I desperately needed to get off.
At some point
during my musings my thoughts were interrupted by the sight of Heather,
one of, if not “THE” most popular girl at school talking with Carrie and
Tina. I wasn’t sure why Heather had taken such an interest in the girls
other than the fact that they were naked. As far as I knew they had
never hung out together before, but perhaps they were friends or maybe
she was just trying to be helpful by talking with them. As time went by,
I noticed that every so often they would stop talking and look over at
me ominously. I was getting a bad feeling about that but dismissed it as
just my over-active imagination. For all I knew, Heather was just
giving them the business like all the others about being naked.
Some
of the guys came up to me and extended their empathy for losing my home
and all my belongings. They seemed genuinely sincere and we had a very
nice chat. It was the first time boys from my school had ever taken an
interest in just talking with me. It was nice. I had always thought I’d
have a hard time talking with boys but this seemed quite natural and it
was very enjoyable, In the back of my mind I wondered, however, if their
interest in talking with me was based more on seeing me naked on TV and
somehow being the impetus for them getting to see Carrie and Tina naked
than based on my loss and personal situation. Still, whatever the
reason, I seemed to be enjoying a little popularity in my own right so I
was going to make the most of it.
The boys would occasionally
make a remark about Carrie’s body causing me to laugh. I happened to
notice that each time the boys and I laughed out loud, Heather, Carrie
and Tina would stop what they were doing and look my way to see what was
going on. I really wasn’t trying to make them feel bad or anything. I
was just enjoying the camaraderie of these boys and all the attention I
was getting,
When the work was all but done, Mrs. Thompson
thanked everyone for all their efforts and Tina’s parents led their
naked daughter out to their car and left downtown. I could tell from her
parents’ body language that it wasn’t over for Tina and I wondered what
was going to happen to her when she got home. The vision of a leather
strap flying through the air landing smack on Tina’s bare backside
suddenly imbedded itself into my mind’s eye making me laugh out loud.
Mrs.
Thompson asked me to give another black plastic bag to Carrie and
Heather so that they could finish up. I took the bag and walked over to
them rather quickly as I was sure they both wanted to get out of there. I
thought I was being helpful. However as soon as I got over to them and
held out my hand with the bag in it, Heather got right in my face,
snatched the bag rudely from my hand and said in a forceful whisper,
‘This ain’t over, Bitch.”
“Yeah, this ain’t over,” Carrie echoed snidely. “Not by a long shot!”
They
both then went back to work as if nothing had happened. What did I do? I
wondered to myself. I hadn’t planned any of this. It was her mom!
Surely they didn’t blame me? I was as much of a victim of this storm as
they were. I figured Carrie was just upset. After all we were friends.
Surely she didn’t mean it. Perhaps she was just trying to impress
Heather, her being so popular at school and all.
My heart began
pounding as I suddenly realized that, “I have to LIVE with Carrie for
the next month!!” What if she really DID mean it?
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