Chapter 20: Jenny’s Community Service

While Eveline was working on her first lecture about the West African Confederation and modeling for the Emerald Empire Auction House catalogue, Jenny had a very stressful situation of her own to deal with.

After a particularly grueling basketball practice, she returned home to find her little sister Lynne dressed in a Christmas outfit. Oh shit. She had forgotten that her family usually took their annual Christmas card pictures towards the end of October, to make sure they had plenty of time to get cards printed and sent to everyone in their extended family.

Lynne had a particularly malicious expression in her face. She held out a Santa hat.

“Hey, Jenny. Like my outfit? Remember how last year you said I looked stupid dressed like an elf? Here. This is your outfit.”

Lynne had nothing her hand except the hat.

“Who’s gonna look stupid this year? If I’m the elf, I guess you get to be the winter nymph.”

“Lynne, you little bitch, quit fucking with me. Gimme the rest of my outfit.”

“You got your outfit. All of it. Remember, you did have Mom and Dad sign that nudist contract, didn’t you? Can’t be a hypocrite about it, now can we? That’s what Dad said.”

Jenny had thought that Lynne looked ridiculous in her elf outfit and had made fun of her the previous year, but seeing her father in a Christmas outfit was even worse. He was a totally no-nonsense person who was not the sort to wear anything other than his normal work clothing. However, once a year he reluctantly indulged his wife and put on the costume. It looked totally out-of-place on him, he knew that, and it put him in a bad mood.

Furthermore, Jenny also knew that her father remained extremely irritated over her decision to go to school naked. He would get back at her by forcing her to show herself as a nudist during the family Christmas photos. As he put it:

“If this is the way you want to run around in school, then this is how everyone’s going to see you for Christmas. You know I hate hypocrites.”

Jenny’s mother yelled at everyone to get in the car and told her husband to drive them to the same family photographer they had gone to for years. The photographer was surprised to see Jenny wearing nothing but a Santa hat. Jenny’s father forced her to explain her situation.

The girls had to pose first. Lynne cheerfully positioned herself with a centuries-old jewelry box that they always used in holiday photos. It was a family tradition, going back to the invention of portrait photography, that the youngest generation in Jenny’s family always posed for a formal Christmas portrait. Every year’s picture included the old gift box, which was an family heirloom that had been in every Christmas portrait in Jenny’s family for over well-over a century.

Jenny’s father snapped his fingers and directed the older daughter to take her position next to her little sister. Jenny and her little sister posed for a series of pictures, but the final pose, where Jenny stood behind Lynne and put her hands on the younger girl’s shoulders was the one that everyone liked the best. This picture made the final cut and would be on the cover of hundreds of Christmas cards, including some extras Lynne wanted to give to her school friends. Obviously people would have questions about Jenny’s lack of attire in their formal Christmas portrait. Over and over, she would have to explain to relatives and family friends that she had formally declared herself a nudist. That meant ... when Christmas rolled around, she’d have to go to all the family reunions dressed as she was now. Not a pleasant thought at all.

Appearances are often deceptive. Family members always commented the sisters looked so cute together in their portraits. But, at the moment they were posing, there was no “comfort and joy” in that studio. Her older sister’s predicament made Lynne beam with sadistic joy, while Jenny kept thinking how satisfying it would be to move her hands from Lynne’s shoulders and wrap them around that nasty little kid’s neck. It was just a few inches difference between her shoulders and her throat ... So tempting...

Following the Christmas portraits, Jenny’s little sister Lynne came up with an excellent idea to help her older sister meet one of her high school graduation requirements. She knew that her older sister had not yet completed her community service as required by the district for graduating, and she had a perfect idea to help out. Since Jenny was the high-school team captain and such great player, why not have her complete her community service teaching basketball techniques to younger players? Specifically, Jenny could complete her required hours going to Lynne’s school and teaching her classmates the tricks she knew about the sport and handling the ball. That way she could do live demonstrations and share her knowledge with hundreds of 11-year-olds. The girl decided to visit Jenny’s school to suggest her idea directly to Coach Strickland.

Everyone thought Lynne had a fantastic proposal. It was true that when Jenny graduated from her school, her experience and knowledge of the game would be leaving with her. Why not leave some of that experience and knowledge behind with Lynne’s classmates?

Lynne even had to foresight to talk to her own gym teacher and get the necessary paperwork before showing up at the high school. It was so thoughtful of her to do all that running around ahead-of-time to make sure Jenny didn’t have to do any of the work.

Lynne knew how to put on the charm when she needed to. Everyone on Coach Strickland’s team liked her, and they were all impressed by how that kid cared enough about her big sister to come up with a community service project that suited her perfectly.

“You’re sister’s so adorable!” “She’s such a cutie!” “I wish I had a sister like her, instead of my stupid brother!” “You’re so lucky to have her!”

Jenny went to Lynn’s school the following Friday. She was mortified at the thought of having to go to her sister’s middle school in the nude, but she figured it wouldn’t last too long and she’d get done quickly. She’d go straight to the basketball court, put in her time teaching her sister’s classmates some tricks of the game, and leave. Maybe 50-60 students, mostly girls, would see her, along with a few teachers.