Chapter 39: Where’s My Speech?

The size of the crowd at the new Pahrump arena was massive. It was massive and every single person in that crowd was totally naked. Not a stitch of clothing was anywhere to be seen and all those naked bodies were also enjoying all the sexual freedoms they possibly could.

Men were sporting huge erections all over the place with many painted up into all sorts of exotic colors replete with all the glitter and spangles an erection could possibly hold. Girls were also displaying their lovely breasts in all the same colors and glitter. There were also masturbation competitions going on everywhere with prizes being awarded for the highest spurt, or the longest spurt, or the quickest spurt, or the biggest volume of semen in a spurt. There were even open sexual intercourse competitions and displays with more prizes being awarded for the best sex show or the best orgasm performance or the most loving embrace or anything that anyone could think of to add an added dimension of fun to the whole event.

Of course there were all the usual displays and booths set up by all the various businesses in the town to advertise their wares but the masturbation and sex displays eclipsed all those with hardly any effort at all. It just seemed like everyone really wanted to celebrate The New Way in style and lots and lots of sex with all the nudity was really the only way to do it.

At about 6:30pm the whole crowd settled down as the mayor’s voice came over the loud speakers to welcome everyone and to ask them to take their seats as the more formal part of the night got under way. That more formal part began with several local entertainers doing various song and dance numbers along with several stand-up comedy routines.

As for Vanessa, as planned, she had caught up with her sixth grade class and her assistant teacher and with Janine and they all seemed nervous but happy with their respective parts in the evening’s proceedings. After quickly running through the program with each of them and satisfying herself that they all knew exactly when they were on and where they were to stand and what they had to do she left them in the care of her very capable assistant teacher.

Vanessa was thus now standing right next to Tracey Manning as they both clapped and laughed together at the unfolding show. The guy up there at present was a very clever comedian and he soon had the whole crowd of about 10,000 people rolling around their seats in absolute hysterics. Vanessa was laughing her head off too along with Tracey when very abruptly she stopped.

Tracey looked at Vanessa and saw her joy turn to terror in an instant.

Vanessa was rummaging through a little shoulder bag hanging at her side when she stammered out with, “My ... my ... my speech. Where’s my speech?”