Chapter 2

Kate realized that she could not look into the faces of the guys. She bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and trying as hard as possible to keep her shoulders hunched and her elbows and arms in tight around her body, she slowly leaned her ehad forward, allowing her long dark hair to fall over her chest and slid the blindfold over the top of her head. She moved it into place.

There was a thick moment of silence.

She suddenly flinched as she felt another hand help adjust it. She started to reach up to pull it away, but caught herself.

“Relax, Kate,” she heard Mike say, “just relax.”

The tension in the car was suddenly tormenting. She heard rustling in the front seat, like a backpack being opened.

She swallowed hard, and closed her eyes tightly behind the blindfold.

She felt a hand gently pull her hair hanging in front of her back over and behind her shoulders exposing her chest area. She resisted the urge to grab it.

She felt as though the guys were all staring at her large breasts, and it made the full twin mounds feel even bigger than they already were, like they were sticking out all the way into the front seat. She wrapped her arms around them. This was her worst nightmare, and she actually began to contemplate leaving and going home.

She heard someone clear their throat.

“Now remember,” Mike said, “you have to follow instructions. And you’re not going to have to do anything all of the others haven’t done.”

Silence. Not a sound save the idling of the car.

“Understand, Kate?”

God, could she go through with this? She remembered her mother.

Slowly, she nodded her head. He was right, they’d all done it. She had to go through with it.

“Okay, first you need to relax” Mike continued.

She nodded gently. She heard more movement.

“Now, put your hands, with the palms down onto the seat on either side of you.”

Slowly she unfolded her arms and laid her hands on the seat.

“Put the palms down against the seat.”

She bit her lip again, and turned her hands over, flat against the seat.

“Now, very slowly, Kate,” Mike continued, “take a nice deep breath.

That will help you relax.”

GOD.

Slowly she began to breath in.

“No a DEEP breath, Kate, come on now ... all the way ... sit up straight ... fill your lungs.”

She could feel her face grow hot as her chest expanded, forcing her breasts to stand straight out. She prayed no one would touch her.

“Now hold it for a second”

She sat still. The sound of the idling car was interrupted by a gasp from one of the guys.

“That’s right, Kate ... now slowly let it out”

She did, fighting the reflex to cross her arms in front of her.

“That’s good. Now again.”

Again, she filled her lungs, making her boobs stick out.

“Now hold it.”

She turned her head to one side, trying to lessen the embarrassment.

“Okay. Now let it out.”

She did.

“Feel better, Kate?” Mike asked.

She nodded gently. She took a normal breath.

She waited to feel the car start moving.

It didn’t.

“Before we get moving,” Mike said, “I want to ask you a question.”

Oh, God. She thought.

“And you HAVE to tell the truth, always.”

She nodded again

“Tell us, Kate,” he said. “are you wearing a bra?”

She felt like she had been jabbed. She could suddenly hear her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel her breath get tight.

“Kate?”

She struggled to answer.

“I asked, Are you wearing a bra?”

“Ahh ... yeah...” She whispered.

Of course she was wearing a bra. Even under her T-shirt, they could all see that.

“Good,” Mike said. “Bras are nice.”

He paused.

“Is it a nice one?”

Her throat became so tight she could barely breath.

She couldn’t respond.

“What color is it?”

“W ... wwhite.” she finally said.

“White? Mmmmmm” he paused.

“Is a lacy one?”

She was unable to say a word. This was agony.

“Describe it for us, Kate.”

“W ... w ... what?”

“Describe your bra to us.”

She tried to catch her breath. She suddenly remembered the three other guys, and especially Jack who’d been staring at her all semester.

“Its ... its ... white...” she said finally.

“Is it lacy?”

“Ah ... No ... well ... not really...”

“Not really? What do you mean? You mean part of it is?”

Kate tried to swallow. She had never been so embarrassed in all her life. Sitting in the back of the car, she felt as though she was under a spotlight...

“Y ... y ... yes ... part of it,.” she finally said. “Around the top...”

“The top of the cups?”

“Y ... yeah.”

“I see.”

They all listened to the car idle, and Kate prayed the car would start moving.

“And what about the panties?”

“Wha...”

“The panties. You ARE wearing panties...”

“Yes.”

“Do they match the bra? Are they a set?”

“S ... s ... sort of...”

She was dying.

“Sort of?”

“Well ... They ... they’re white too...”

“I see. That’s nice.”

A pause.

“Well, I guess we’d better get going,” Mike said finally.

A wave of relief swept over Kate. She took a deep breath.

“We’re going to leave the blindfold on for the journey, Okay, Kate? It part of the tradition.”

She nodded. Anything to get moving.

Bur the car didn’t move.

Again, she heard some rustling in the front seat.

“You know, before we go,” Mike said suddenly, sounding only inches from her. “I guess we really ought to just check to make sure your telling us the truth.”

Kate’s heart sank. She instinctively drew her arms around herself.

“Relax, Kate,” Mike said.”It’s nothing major. You won’t even have to take anything off.”

She couldn’t relax. She could feel her face burning under the blindfold.

She could here the breathing of everyone in the car.

“Now, tell you what,” he continued, “just reach up and undo the top of your jeans.”

This was a nightmare.

Her hands felt glued to the seat.

“Come on, Kate.”

Slowly, she moved her hands along her thighs reached up to the button of her jeans. Her fingers felt dead. She sucked in her breath and worked her thumbs underneath the waistline. She rotated the metal button through the slot in the material.

“Good,” Mike said.

“Now pull down the zipper”

Kate took another deep breath and lifting her bottom off of the seat, worked the zipper down. The jeans opened in a V pattern, exposing the top of her panties.

Kate could hear the others nervously adjusting their seats.

“Now, just pull the top of your panties up a bit so we can all see them.”

She grasped the material in the front and pulled it up, pulling it taught in her crotch.

“Can everyone see?” Mike asked.

There was a general affirmative grunting, and their proximity started to make her feel sick.

“That’s great,” said Mike, suddenly sounding like he was right in front of her.

She released the material, and, lifting her bottom from the seat, started to work the zipper back up.

“Ah, just leave them that way.” Mike instructed. “It’ll be more comfortable.”

She slowly lowered herself back down into the seat. She relaxed her hands, laying them over the exposed area. She pushed her bottom as far back into the seat as possible, and sat with her shoulders slumped forward.

They all knew what was coming next.

“Now, show us your bra, Kate.”

She became dizzy. so lightheaded that she almost fainted.