Chapter 14: Friday 3

SUSAN

We went shopping Friday evening. I’ve never had a shopping trip like this one.

“Are you really going to do it?”

“Shush, Brenda. I’m still trying to get my nerve up.”

“You’re so brazen, Sue. Every guy that sees you; you’re going to make their day.”

“I know. Just, be cool.”

Brenda was standing at the back of her car holding the trunk open as everyone was waiting for me to take off my clothes. We had all come with her in her family’s car. I was so nervous but a dare is a dare and I wasn’t going to back down. I must be crazy but I’d spent all week nude at school and in front of a big audience at a volleyball game so I knew could do this.

Off came my shirt. Into the trunk it went. I wasn’t wearing a bra so I was now topless, boobs out in the cool fresh air. No biggie. I see lots of topless girls all the time and I was hardly impressive compared to most. Nothing to see here. Move on.

I stepped out of my sandals, slipped my thumbs under the elastic around my pants and shucked them down to my ankles stepping out of one side then the other. I was now in only my panties.

Was I really going to do this? The answer came in seconds as the panties followed my pants into the trunk. Brenda slammed the lid shut.

The girls were laughing hysterically, especially Denise.

“You should really cheer up, Denise. Don’t be so sad.”

My sarcasm made her laugh harder. Brenda told me, “Everyone on the team is going to be so proud of you.”

“And what about you, Brenda?” I said. “Why don’t you join me? You’ve done your time. It’ll be a piece of cake for you.”

“Like you said, I’ve already done my time. I don’t need to anymore.”

“Neither do I.”

“That’s what’s so cool about it. You don’t need to but you are. You are so naked, girl. You know you’re going to be the center of attention?”

“I already am. Look at them over there.” I said, pointing to a group of girls all staring at us.

“They’re just jealous, Sue. You’re hot!”

“Is that a proposition, Brenda?”

“If I were into that you’d be the first one I’d ask.”

“You’ve never been with another girl?”

“You mean like, have sex?”

“Yeah.”

“No. Have you?”

“Sure. You don’t know what you’re missing.”

“I can’t believe it. Our star player is a lesbian.”

“No, I’m not. I prefer guys; it’s just that girls have their place too.”

“You prefer Jay.”

“So?”

“I see you’re admitting it now.”

“Yes, I admit it. I like Jay a lot.” I said as we were walking through the parking lot -- four girls, one of them completely nude. It must have been a sight.

“In case you haven’t noticed, he’s like, half your size, Sue.”

“Really? I hadn’t noticed.”

“Oh stop it. What do you see in him?”

“I guess I just know him well. We grew up together.”

“No. You grew up. He didn’t.”

“He’s the most grown up guy I’ve ever met. He’s more grown up than all the upperclassmen I’ve been with put together.”

“I know head is great, when you can get great head, that is. But even so, Sue, a guy is more than his mouth.”

“Haven’t you seen his cock?”

“So what? It’s not the size, it’s what he can do with it.”

“And you called him little.”

“Yeah, Brenda. Haven’t you seen it?” Denise said chiming in now. Bless her heart.

“I’ve seen it, Denise. The whole school has. I just can’t believe Sue likes him so much.”

“You should talk to him more.”

“I always thought of him as a little brat.”

“He’s taking calculus, Brenda. He’s no bratty kid.” I told her.

“Calculus? Isn’t he a sophomore?”

“Yep. He’s also taking physics.”

“Ew, ick.”

“Dr. Bruce put him in biology just for this week, otherwise he’d be doing physics in the nude.”

“Double ick! Isn’t that a TV show: physics in the nude?”

“You guys should have seen it. You know what Ms. Winger made him do in biology today?”

“No, what?”

“Cathy gave him relief and we looked at his sperm under a microscope.”

“You have to be joking.”

“Nope.”

“What did it look like?”

“Oh, you should have seen it, Harriet. They were all wiggling around like a hundred miles an hour.”

“Oh wow.” Harriet said. “And you went down on Jay, Sue.”

“I know.”

“And those things are swimming inside of you. Does it tickle?”

I laughed. “You should know. What about John?”

“What about him?”

“You have his seed in you too.”

“Oh wow. I do ... Oh no! I think I’m going to be sick.”

We all laughed. But it made me feel special. Jay’s seed wasn’t just inside my mouth. The thought kept a smile on my face all night long. That and walking around naked all night.

“Look, Mom. That girl’s not wearing any clothes.” some kid said.

“Keep walking, junior.”

That was too funny but it gave me an idea. As we were walking I’d shout at the old guys when we passed by.

“Hey! Look at me! I’m naked! Woo hoo!”

We did get some mean stares though.

“Maybe we should go somewhere with no kids.” Brenda quipped.

“Oh, Brenda. Naked people are everywhere. Didn’t you see the two girls at the shoe store we passed? The kids are going to see that no matter what we do.”

“Hey, let’s go to the shoe store.” Harriet said, excitedly.

“Is that all you ever think about, Harriet?”

“So? You like volleyball. I like shoes.”

“Okay, fine. Let’s go shopping.”

Into the shoe store we went. Having another naked girl in there made the shoe-salesman’s day, I’ll tell you that. He couldn’t leave me alone. Didn’t he see I was barefoot?

“Can I help you ladies?”

“Just looking.” I said. Harriet showed a bit more interest.

“Do you have these in red?” she asked the guy.

“I’m sorry, only black for those. But if you step over here we have these stilettos in red.”

‘Oo, I like these. How tall are the heels?”

“About four inches, depending on size.”

“Do they come in size seven?”

“I’m sure they do. Let me check in the back and I’ll grab a pair for you to try on.”

The whole time the guy was talking to Harriet he was checking me out. Everyone noticed.

“You should flash the guy your boobs, Harriet.” Denise said. “You’re the one shopping for shoes, not Sue.”

“I know. You’d think he wouldn’t be so rude if he really wanted to sell something.”

“Maybe we should just leave.” I said.

“Aw, I want to try this pair on. Why don’t you get a pair of heels, Sue?”

“I’m tall enough already.”

“I know. Heels on you would be super cool!”

“No thanks.”

Just then the guy came out from the back carrying four boxes. Two of them were the red shoes that Harriet was looking at but in different sizes. The other two boxes were other models of shoe.

“Try these on.” the salesman said to Harriet.

Harriet took a seat and the guy slipped off the sneakers that Harriet was wearing then the socks. The way he did so was very gentle and dare I say, loving. I suppose the guy got his jollies selling shoes to ladies. Whatever. At least he was paying attention to Harriet.

Harriet tried on the size seven and stood up trying to walk.

“No.” she said. “I think these are little small.”

“Their sizes do run a bit smaller. That is why I brought out a size seven and a half. Here try these.”

“What do you gals think?” Harriet asked as she modeled the shoes for us walking up and down the shoe racks.

“They look hot.” Denise said. Brenda and I echoed Denise’s sentiments.

“I took the liberty of bringing something else you might like.” the salesman told Harriet. Then he took out a pair of platform sandals. It looked like the heel was even bigger than the stilettos that Harriet was wearing. She put them on and walked around a bit awkwardly.

“These are ... different.” she said.

“They’ll add five and half inches to your height.” the salesman said. He was right. Harriet was almost my height now.

“Wow. I don’t know. They’re not easy to walk in.”

“You’ll get used to them. The heel may be high but the platform in the front makes them more comfortable to wear.”

“What else do you have?”

The guy pulled out a pair of sparkly gold heels.

“That wasn’t what I was looking for but I’ll try them. They might look good in a party dress.” Harriet said.

“Or in nothing.” the poor salesman said.

“He just wants to see me naked, girls.”

“You are a beautiful young lady like your friend. You deserve to be nude.”

The guy was just a pervert but I think Harriet was flattered. She ended up modeling the gold shoes for him especially. Then she wanted to try the big sandals again. I must admit, the big sandals did look sexy on Harriet.

“Do these come in size, uh, Sue, what size do you wear?”

“Don’t worry, Harriet.” I said. “They wouldn’t have anything in my size.”

“What size do you wear, miss?” the guy asked me.

“Fourteen.”

“Hmm.” he said. “I’ll be right back.” Then he disappeared in the back room again. In less time than before he was back out with three boxes.

“What do you think of this?” he asked, holding a pair of red sandals. They were the wedge kind with the cork heels. They looked big enough for me and Lord knows it’s hard for me to find shoes that fit. I figured I’d try them on.

“They fit!” I exclaimed.

“They’re size fifteen.”

“Oh, wow. I didn’t know my feet were that big. How tall is the heel on this?”

“That’s a three inch heel. I do have some flats if you’re interested but a girl of your stature should make the most of what you have, young lady. I have a six and a half inch heel in your size right here. They’re like the ones your friend just tried on.”

“I thought those were five and half inches.”

“But these are bigger shoes so bigger heels.”

“Oh.” I said, dumbfounded. He could have been BS’ing me but it sounded plausible.

“Try ‘em on.” my friends egged me. It seems I’m a big pushover and let my friends talk me into all sorts of things. I ended up walking around wearing the size fifteen, with the six and a half inch wooden heel, sandals.

“Oh! My! God!” the other girls said.

“They make your legs look so much longer, Sue.”

“Brenda! I have to duck to get under the doorway. I’m almost seven feet tall in these. They’re too tall.”

“Think of little Jason. You’ll look so sexy to him.”

“Like hell I will. He won’t even be up to my crotch when I wear these.”

“I know. He can go down on you without ever going down.”

That painted too graphic a picture in my mind. It also started making me wet. I supposed I lost my mind too because I actually considered buying them.

“Go on, Sue. Get ‘em.” they kept urging me.

“Think of what people will say when we pass by them in shopping center.”

“They’ll think I’m a freak.” I answered.

“You’ll give all the guys a hard on.” Brenda said.

That did it. The thought of turning guys on turned me on. I didn’t realize it at the time but now I know that thought was a big factor in me buying these shoes. Harriet bought the same shoe, albeit in her size. I left the store wearing those sandals and nothing else. I felt more confident than ever towering over every single soul that night.

“Where to now?” Denise asked.

“Let’s go to the lingerie shop. We haven’t been there yet.”

“Yeah,” Denise said, “Sue wants to get a pair of crotchless panties.”

I stuck my tongue out at her. “I was just kidding, Denise.”

“You’re going to break Jay’s heart if you don’t get them.”

“I don’t think they have those sorts of panties at any of the shops in this center.”

“Let’s try this one.” someone said so we walked in. I had to duck to get through the door. Things at the lingerie shop weren’t very interesting and were kind of lame.

“We have to go to an adult shop.” Denise said.

“Where would we find one of those?”

“I know of one but it’s on the other side of town.” Brenda replied.

“And how would you know?”

“A little fairy told me.”

“Forget it.” I said. “I don’t want to go to some place like that on the seedy side of town.”

“Oh, come on. It’ll be fun. Let’s go.”

“We don’t have that much time. Besides, I’m hungry.”

“You’re always hungry, Sue.”

“So? I need my energy.”

“It’s just going to go to your legs. Aren’t they long enough already, especially with those shoes?”

“I wish they’d go to my boobs.”

“I wish food would go to my boobs too.” Denise said.

“You have nothing to complain about, Denise.”

“How do you know I’m not stuffing my bra?”

“If you are then you better stop that before it’s your turn to be in The Program or everyone will find out.”

“Don’t worry, I don’t. I don’t know why anyone would do that nowadays anyway.”

“With everyone going naked, I don’t know why anyone even wears bras.”

“You do.” Brenda said.

“I haven’t been the last few days. I mean, if I did I’d only be wearing it for just a few minutes going to and from school. Why bother?”

“If you feel that way then why are we in the lingerie shop?”

“Because she wants to get those crotch-less panties, Brenda.” Denise told her.

“But we’ve already established that we won’t find them here.”

“A girl can still look.”

“I’m not going to buy crotchless panties, guys, okay?” I said.

“Why not, Sue?”

“Mommy would have a shit fit.”

“How would she know?”

“She washes all of my clothes.”

“I wash my own. I’m surprised you don’t.”

“Well, I don’t.”

“You’re going to be a nudist now, aren’t you?” Brenda asked.

“No. I’m only naked because you dared me to do this.”

“I did not. Denise did.”

“But you egged me on too.”

“I didn’t think you were brave, or should I say stupid enough.”

“I played the last volleyball game nude. What made you think I wasn’t going to do it?”

“You had no choice; you had to play naked.”

“Did you ever play volleyball nude?”

“Yeah, but I was mostly on the bench. I was only in ninth grade back then and I wasn’t as good as you.”

“Didn’t you like it?”

“No.”

“But I felt so free, like I could take on the world like that. Didn’t you?”

“No.”

“I’m thinking of playing nude on Tuesday. I think coach Heller will say I can.”

“Oh boy, heaven help us.”

“I played like that yesterday and we won. Why don’t you join me?”

“Nude?”

“You’d still be wearing shoes and knee pads.”

“I don’t mind guys seeing me in the showers occasionally, but I’ve done my time. I don’t wish to repeat it.”

“It’s awesome, Brenda. I played much better without being hampered by clothes. I’m sure you’ll be much better too. We’re a team. We’d be totally unstoppable. Come on, Brenda, do it with me.”

“I’m not so sure about that, Sue.”

“What about you, Denise? Why don’t you join me?”

“Not me. I haven’t even done my time in The Program.”

“It’ll be good practice.”

I couldn’t get any of the others to join me. Just as well. I was the center of attention, not to mention the tallest one around. With these heels on I may have been the tallest on in town. I wonder if I was as tall as Daddy. But it was around meal time for me so I was hungry.

“Come on, girls, let’s go eat.”

“Are you going to eat like that? Naked?” Denise inquired.

“Sure. I bet I can get a free meal.”

“Oh, I’m going to like this.” Harriet said.

So away we went looking for a restaurant. We ended up at a diner. Everyone stared at me for all of five minutes, then they all went back to their own lives, eating, talking and doing whatever they were doing before we got there. A naked girl must have been a novelty here, or maybe it’s because I had to duck to get past the overhangs. I wonder what this would have been like ten or fifteen years ago before The Program.

Our waiter, however, remained extremely attentive the whole time we were there. It’s the best service I’ve ever had. I only wished he looked me in the eye while I was ordering rather than my chest. Maybe half the order wouldn’t have been messed up if he payed more attention to what we were saying. But he apologized and we all got a free desert and I got half off of my meal. We made sure to give him a big tip. It’s a good thing Daddy had given me lots of cash this morning. I wonder what he’d think of me eating out nude. I’m sure he was going to find out since people were taking pictures.

Alas, time was getting late and we had to go home. I stayed nude until I got dropped off. Brenda dropped me off last and I debated whether to put my clothes back on or not. I bet I’d really surprise Daddy by walking into the house nude.

JASON

I can’t believe I let Emily talk me into walking all the way home naked, outside for all the neighbors and cars passing by and everyone else outside to see. I’m such a pushover.

“Isn’t this fun?” Emily asked.

“I don’t know. I’m still a little nervous.” I said.

“After all this week? Come on; this is great. The weather is great. I feel great.”

“You look great.”

“Aw, you sure know how to talk sweet to a girl. Thank you.”

She smiled. Did I ever mention that I love her smile? Mrs. Beamon waved to us. Could she tell from across the street that we were naked? She was old and a little hard of seeing. She acted like nothing was out of the ordinary. Emily and I kept walking and after a couple of blocks we came up to the creek. The road ran over it and beyond was a wooded area.

“Look, Jay. Woods.”

“Gee. How about that. Trees and everything. What do you know.”

“Stop being sarcastic. Let’s go.”

“Go where? Hey! Wait!”

She grabbed my hand and dragged me into the brush. She was running and me being connected to her, I had to run too. We finally stopped at a little clearing. I was familiar with this place. I had been there long ago when I was little, I mean young, and it looked just like I remembered.