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Subject: {ASSM} Karen naked in school -- Thursday, part 3 of 3
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"How was your day at school?" he asked me.

"Um... okay," I said.  "I let some boys take my clothes off me in the
morning," I admitted to him.

"Did you like that?" he asked, and grinned as I shrugged.

"It was okay," I told him.  "I also got groped by a lot of guys today.
I was trying to be a lot more open to it."  I blushed.

"Good!" he said encouragingly.

"I got spanked by the principal, too," I explained.

"What did you do to deserve that?" he asked me, frowning.

"Um... he told me not to discuss the details," I said, blushing again.
"But I got punished for being impertinent."

"Were you impertinent?" he asked.

"I... guess so," I nodded slowly.

"You know your mother and I stand behind the authority of the school,"
he said, looking at me.  "We decided long ago that we should match
whatever punishment you receive while at school, doubled.  How many
swats did the principal give you?"

"Five... with a wooden paddle, on my bare behind" I admitted nervously.  
"But..."

"Don't you think that is merited?" he asked.  "It's a little hard for
me to know if you don't tell me why he did it.  If he punished you
unfairly, of course, I will back you up, Karen."

I couldn't tell him that it wasn't really a punishment.  I took a deep
breath, blushing hard.  "No... it wasn't unfair," I said.  "Do you
want to do it... now?"

"We could come up with an alternative if you prefer," he suggested.

I nodded eagerly.  "Okay!" I said.  "I'll do that!"  Anything else 
sounded better to me right then.  

"Fine."  He nodded back and smiled cheerfully.  "I'll park my car out
in the front yard.  If you do a *really* good job washing it, we'll 
let the spanking slide."

"Um... I... resolved... not to wear anything until after dinner," I
explained uncomfortably.

"Good idea, that will keep your clothes from getting wet."  He winked.

I stared for a moment.  He really *did* mean for me to go outside
and wash his car, bare naked, in front of the whole neighborhood!

And I had agreed to do it.

I nodded resignedly and went to get a bucket of warm soapy water.  I 
took it outside, then ran a hose around to the front yard.  Daddy 
parked his car close to the street, and I went out to start working 
on it.

I started out by running water from the hose over the car, and rinsing
away as much dirt as I could.  I looked around uncomfortably.  I was
going to be out there for a while; when Daddy said a *good* job, he
meant a *really* good job.  I reminded myself to be cheerful and not
to conceal myself from anyone who saw me.  Not that it would matter
much; there wasn't much to hide behind anyway.  I walked around the
car so I was between it and the road, and continued spraying the car.

I was *very* exposed there.  Also, it was a busy time of the day for
traffic.  Cars kept going by.  Many of them tooted at me as they
passed, and I tried to smile and wave boldly at each of them.  By the
time I finished spraying, and started scrubbing the car, a dozen or so
guys had brought lawn chairs, or had come back and were standing
around watching me wash the car.  A couple of them had cameras or
video recorders.

"Can you spray water over your front?" one guy asked me.

"Sure!"  I took the hose and sprayed myself.  The water was cold, and
I shivered, but drenched myself, then posed open-legged in front of
them for a few minutes before returning to washing the car.

"Bend over more!" a man hollered, and I did so, leaning over with my
legs straight, washing the bottom of the car.

"How was that?" I asked, blushing but smiling.

"Wonderful!  This is fun!" he grinned.

"Thanks!"  I turned back around and kept scrubbing the bottom of the
car the same way until I'd done the whole side.

"Can you do it a different way?" a boy asked me.

"Hi, Karen," my mom called out.  Jimmy was standing next to her and
laughing.

"Hi, Mom," I waved.  "I started dinner, but then Daddy sent me out
here to wash his car."

"I... see," she observed, a little uncomfortably.  "I guess I'll go
check on dinner."  Jimmy ran inside ahead of her.  She walked toward
the house.

"Can you do the front of the car while kneeling and bending backward?"
the boy asked me hopefully.

"Uh... I can try."  I faced away from the car and knelt on the grass,
then bent backward and scrubbed the underside in front.  "How's that?"
I called out.

"Super!" he said enthusiastically.

It was very difficult, but I finished doing the front underside that
way, then rolled over and stood up.  The wet grass was sticking to my
front.

"Time to spray yourself some more," a man with a videocamera told me.

"Would anyone like to spray me?" I offered.

A 20-ish man grinned and took the hose.  I put my hands behind my head
and boldly posed in front of him, letting him spray me all over.  The
water was getting colder.  My teeth were chattering, but I stayed in
position for a couple of minutes.

"That looks great!"  "Look at her nipple erection!"  "Love those
goosebumps."  "I can warm her up."  I heard a lot of comments from the
growing crowd of guys.

"That's enough for now!" I protested, dancing away from the cold spray.
"But... if you want... you guys can... use the hose... on me a
little... as I keep... washing the car."  I was pretty chilly.  Also,
I wanted to finish the job and get away from the crowd!

I moved to the side of the car away from the road, and the crowd
shifted over to continue watching me.  I scrubbed the bottom edge of
the car thoroughly, taking a short break when my arms got too tired.
Whenever I'd stop, I'd turn and face the crowd on my knees, and each 
time someone picked up the hose and sprayed me again.

I went to the back of the car, and washed the underside of it as I'd
done the front; kneeling and leaning over backward.

After I finished that, I started washing the rest of the car, slowly
and methodically moving around it and trying to get every bit of it as
clean as possible.  The guys kept spraying me occasionally as I worked
my way around, keeping me shivering and covered with goosebumps.

"I'll be back in a minute," I told them, and raced to the house.  I
turned off the water, then brought out a few towels.  First I dried
myself, declining the offers from many of the guys to help towel me
off, then, feeling much warmer, I carefully, thoroughly dried off the 
car.

"Karen!  Dinner is in 5 minutes," Jimmy called out from the front
door.

"That's it for now, guys," I told the crowd, smiling.  "I'll be back
after I eat to wax it, though."

"Naked?" a younger guy asked me.

"Naked," I confirmed, blushing.

"Did you have a nice time?" Daddy asked me, grinning.

"Uh... sure," I said, but blushed as I did so.

Dinner came out really good.

"You should cook in the nude all the time," Jimmy told me.

"Thanks."  I smiled at him.  "I'm not sure if I want to do that, but
it's nice of you to say!"

When we finished eating, I left the dishes to Jimmy, and went back
outside to wax Daddy's car.  I felt apprehensive; I was still
completely bare.  There were only a few guys hanging around and
waiting, though.

"Hi, guys," I said, smiling at them.  I got right to work and waxed
and buffed the car in about a half hour.  Finally... I was done!  I
waved goodbye to the guys who were still there, then hurriedly went
inside the house.

"Let's go take a look at it," Daddy said.

"All right," I nodded, and went out with him to inspect it.  He looked
it over carefully while I stood anxiously watching, but finally he
decided it was all right.  I dashed back inside.

I headed for the bathroom and took a shower.  I decided I'd been naked
long enough, and went up to my room and got dressed.  It felt kind of
odd to have clothes on, and I laughed at myself and went downstairs.

Mike called at 7:30, and asked if I'd like to join him at the ice
cream shop.

"Sure," I agreed.

"Come as you are, okay?" he said, chuckling.

"Okay, but only because you didn't call a half hour ago," I giggled.
"I was in the shower."

"Darn," he groaned.  "I knew I should have dropped by on my way home
from football practice."

"I'll meet you at the ice cream parlor," I said, and hung up.

He was there before me, sitting at a picnic table.

"How have you been doing?" he asked me pleasantly when I sat down.

"Oh, I'm fine," I shrugged.

"Looking forward to the end of the day tomorrow?"

I nodded.  "I sure am!"  I blushed a little.  "But I've been doing...
things... outside of school," I admitted.  I told him about walking
around the park the previous evening, and about my dare with the house
keys after school earlier that day.  I also told him about washing the
car in the nude.

He grinned.  "Not bad at all for a shy girl!" he said, looking
impressed.  "Let's go get some ice cream, okay?"

I nodded, and we went to the counter.  We had to wait in line; it was
a busy night.  While we waited, Mike pointed to a new sign.

        Girls!  Half price if you're half dressed!
           50% off ice cream for topless ladies!

       For every 3 topless girls served, a waitress
        will have to take off one item of clothing!
          
He winked at me, and I blushed.  I saw that one of the girls working
at the counter was not wearing a shirt or pants, and looked pretty 
nervous.

"Isn't she a cheerleader?" Mike asked me.

I nodded.  "Jennifer.  She was laughing pretty hard on Monday when I 
had to take off my clothes in school," I remembered out loud.

"What are you waiting for?" he asked cheerfully.

I looked around.  I thought at first that none of the other girls were
participating, but then I saw two younger girls, 13 or 14 year olds, 
look at each other and giggle, and pull off their shirts and bras.

I blushed but shrugged and pulled my sweatshirt over my head, and took
off my bra, too.  I saw Jennifer hanging her bra on a hook on the side 
of the ice cream counter; she was down to just her underpants and 
blushing furiously.

The two girls in front of us got ice cream cones and went to sit down,
then it was our turn.

"Hi Jennifer," I said, smiling.

"Hi, Karen," she said.  "What can I get for you?"

"I'd like a pecan sundae," I said.

"That sounds good to me, too," Mike nodded.

"All right," she nodded.  "Also... you can take an item of clothing
from one of us," she said, obviously very uncomfortable about it.

"Why don't we make that you?" Mike chuckled.

She blushed harder, but nodded and took off her underpants and was
fully naked.  She went to make our sundaes, then came back with them.

"Are you going to have to stay naked for the rest of your shift?" Mike
asked her.

She nodded, humiliated.  "Until 11:00 tonight," she said unhappily.

"Have a nice time!" I said, smiling brightly.  Then I whispered,
"You've got a nice body."  I stepped away as she gave me a dirty look.

I had to sit and eat my ice cream while topless.  It was embarrassing,
but it was worth it.  Jennifer was a lot more embarrassed than me.

"Ready to go?" Mike asked me.

I nodded and stood up, then giggled and put my bra and sweatshirt 
back on.  I walked by the counter and grinned at Jennifer.  "Have an
exciting night," I told her.  "Flaunt that body!"

"I'll see you in school tomorrow," she retorted, blushing.

Mike and I walked down some side streets, and I noticed we were
walking by the side-street where I'd left my clothes the night before,
when Jeff and Rick had come across me.  I explained about my dare for
myself, and admitted that I hadn't completed it, blushing.

"Obviously, you ought to do it now," he suggested.

I blushed and fidgeted.

"Show me where you left your clothes last night," he said, and we
walked down the street.  I pointed out the house.  The pickup truck
wasn't there, though.

"You can just leave them behind a bush," he suggested, grinning.
"That one, maybe," he indicated, nodding toward the house.

I looked around uneasily.

"Are you going to do it?" he asked.

"All... right," I nodded jitteringly.  "I'll... be right back."  I
started over toward a tree.

"Karen... you're going to run around naked anyway," he pointed out,
laughing.

"Oh.  That's true," I said after I thought about it for a moment.  I
giggled a little and stepped out into the middle of the street.  I
looked around, then smiled at him and took off all my clothes.  I ran 
over to the house and stuffed them under the bushes.

"I have to go 6 blocks from here before I can turn around," I told
Mike.

"How did you decide that?" he asked interestedly.

"The address of the house on the corner is "609"," I explained.  "I
added the digits together until I got a single digit number."

"But then you didn't finish.  Shouldn't there be a penalty for that?"
he smirked.

"Um... all right... 6 times 9 is 54.  5 plus 4 is 9.  How about if I
go 9 blocks from here before I can turn around?" I offered hesitantly.

He grinned.  "Okay!  No turning back tonight, though, right?"

I nodded, and we walked to the end of the street.  We turned onto the
sidewalk and continued along.  I walked in the grass, which was a lot
more comfortable on my bare feet.

"How does it feel to you now to be walking along a public street in
the nude?" he asked me.  "Is it more exciting, frightening, humiliating,
or what?"

"It's pretty embarrassing," I told him.  "Anyone at all might come by
and see me out here like this!  It's exciting, too, though," I
admitted, then giggled.  "You ought to try it!"

"I would be arrested if a police officer saw me," he pointed out.
"You will not be."

That was true.

"I might try it sometime anyway," he said, winking.

A car came down the street.  I blushed, wanting to dodge behind a
tree, but I couldn't do that with Mike right there watching me.
Instead I boldly stepped out toward the street and waved as it went
by.

"You do that so well!" Mike remarked, grinning.  "Is it fun for you?"

"Um... not exactly, no," I said, shivering.

"Then why did you do it?"

"I promised myself I wouldn't be bashful," I explained uncomfortably.
"I've been going around school in the nude for four days now, and I'm
going to have to do it again tomorrow, too.  I'm trying to get used to
it so it'll be easier when I'm in school."

"Is it working?"

"A little, I guess.  It's pretty hard to keep standing right out in
the open and letting people see me all bare naked," I confided.

He chuckled.  "You look *great* doing it!" he told me
enthusiastically.

We got to the corner.  "I'll let you pick what direction we go, if you
want," I told him.  "I know people are going to see me, but... please... 
let's not go anywhere that's really crowded!"

"You don't want to go downtown or anything, huh?"  He smiled.  "All
right."

We continued down the street in the same direction for another block.
The next corner was a busier one; there were three cars waiting at the
stop signs.  I nervously stepped right out to the corner and waved and
smiled at them all.

"Let's go this way," Mike suggested, and we turned and crossed the
street going left.  Then we crossed again going right, as a couple of
other cars pulled up and stopped.  I stepped out in view of them as
well, blushing hard.

We continued along the same street we'd been walking on for another
block, then turned left for a block.  I stepped out by the street for
each car that came by, doing my best to smile cheerfully for them.

We crossed the street to the right.  Just as we got back to the
sidewalk, I saw another car coming.  I stepped out to the street, and
saw it was a van.  Then I blushed hard; it was the guy who'd tried 
taking pictures of me earlier.  He pulled to the opposite side of the
street, and I saw him picking up his camera.

I started to turn to dash behind a tree, but saw Mike looking at me
curiously.  I stopped, then, and took a deep breath.  There was no
valid reason for me to avoid the guy with the camera, I realized.  And
no way to do it anyway.

I turned back around, still blushing.  The guy had his camera pointing
at me and was grinning broadly.  He'd already taken a few pictures of
me from behind, I knew.

"You took a few pictures of me earlier, didn't you?" I called out to
him.

"I sure did.  You ran behind a bush, so I only got a couple of shots."
He took several of me from in front as I stood facing him.  "You seem
more willing about it now than you were before," he remarked in a
friendly tone.

I nodded.  "I guess so," I agreed.

"You still seem pretty uncomfortable, though," he observed.

"I am.  That's true!"  I looked down at myself, then back up.  "I'm
not used to being... without my clothes."

"But you'll let me take pictures of you.  That's nice.  Will you pose
for me?" he asked hopefully.

"All right," I consented.  "For a little while, if that's all right with 
you, Mike," I said, turning around.

"Sure, I guess so," Mike nodded.  "If he sends me copies of his best
pictures, anyway," he added.

"Sure!" the man grinned readily.  He got out of his van, then pulled a
tripod out from the back of it.

He had me do poses for him for about a half-hour; walking along the
street, kneeling in the grass, turning toward him and away from him
and frmo both sides.  Several cars came by; I stopped to wave and smile
at them, and he took pictures of me doing that as well.  

"That should be enough for now," he said.  "Thanks for posing!"

"You're welcome," I told him.  "If you see me walking around again,
feel free to ask me to pose for you more."

"Thanks again!"  He drove off.

Mike and I kept walking along.  "Did you enjoy posing for that guy?"
Mike asked me.

"I... owed it to him, I guess," I shrugged, blushing a little, and
explained about ducking away from him on my earlier naked walk in the
afternoon.

He looked amazed.  "You've really been active about this, girl!" he
said.

I giggled a little.  "I guess so.  But after doing it in school...
*that's* really hard."

The street we were on was busier.  I kept darting between the sidewalk 
and the street, showing myself off to the passing cars.  "I might as
well walk right on the street!" I said after about the 4th vehicle.

"All right," he nodded, and I blushed; I hadn't really meant to commit
myself to doing that.  But he was already stepping over toward the
street.  I did so, too, and walked along the edge of the curb for the
rest of the block.  Oh, well, it was a little easier that way to wave
and smile at passing cars.

It was getting a little easier, I noticed, to face the cars going by 
and to be cheerful while doing so.  It was still embarrassing, but not
as terrifying.

"How much further have I got to go?" I asked Mike.

"Three more blocks," he said.

"Three!  I thought it was one or two!" I protested.

"I think it's three.  Let's count as we go back, and if you didn't go
far enough, we'll do it all over again," he suggested.

"Uh... no... we'll go three more," I gave in hastily.

We crossed another street and continued walking.  

"There's a park a little further along, how about if we go there
before turning around?" he suggested.

"All right," I agreed.

When we got there, I thought we'd turn right around, but instead, Mike
suggested we go play on the playground.  I found out sliding doesn't
work when you have a bare behind, and swinging was kind of chilly.
Mike urged me to climb on the monkey bars and go across the hand over
hand, and those worked all right.

"Can you please hang onto that bar?" he asked me.

I reached above my head and grabbed ahold of it with both hands.  He
stood in front of me and palmed my breasts.  I blushed but hung on to
the bar, letting him touch me however he wanted.  He gently rubbed my
nipples, making me gasp and shudder, but I didn't let go.  He chuckled.
"Do you like that?"

"Yes!" I said.  I was very excited!  He did it again, and I felt like
wriggling like a puppy.

Then he slowly moved his hands down my body and fingered my crotch.  I
moaned and hung on to the bar.

"You've really got her hot."  I opened my eyes, shocked.  There were
several teenagers standing on the sidewalk, watching.  They jostled
each other and grinned and giggled.

"Let go," Mike told me quietly.  I did so slowly.  I didn't want to
stop, but we couldn't continue.

He squeezed my hand.  "Let's go," he suggested.

"Going to get laid?" someone called out.

"He sure is," I said without thinking about it.  Then I blushed as the
small crowd cheered.  We sprinted down the sidewalk, hanging onto each
other's hands.  I was relieved they didn't follow us.

"Come on, let's go in here," Mike suggested, and we darted up to a
house.  Mike didn't knock; we just went inside.  A guy was sitting in
an armchair, watching TV.  He looked up, then looked again and grinned
at me.

"Mind if we use your room?" Mike asked him.

"Go ahead.  It's a little messy, though," the guy apologized.

"No problem," Mike said.  "Thanks!"

The bed was unmade, and the room was untidy, but it didn't smell bad
or anything.  There was no door, though.  The bed was a bunk bed.

I sat down on the bed, and Mike sat next to me.  He put his arm around
me and began stroking my breast.  "What would you like to do now?" he
asked me.

"Whatever you want," I told him.  "Just tell me what to do."

He grinned.  "All right!  Kneel on the bed, and hang onto the upper
bunk."

"All right."  I smiled and positioned myself as he told me.

"Knees wide apart," he directed me, and I complied.  He slid his hand
against my crotch, and I blushed.  He slid his fingers inside me, and
I squirmed.  "Still hot and wet," he said, looking satisfied.  "Do you
think you can stay still like that, while I play with your body?  I
can tie you up if you're not sure."

"Tie me?" I said nervously.

"Haven't you ever been tied up to a bed?" he said, winking.

"No!"  I gulped.

"How about if we try it without that," he suggested.  "But if you let
go or move away from me, I'll tie you into position."

I nodded tensely.  He slid his fingers lightly against my nipples
until I gasped.  It hadn't taken him long.  I already felt as excited
as I had on the playground.  He chuckled and fingered my nipples some
more, then slid his fingers into and out of my vagina several times.
I was panting.

He stepped back.

"What are you doing?  Please don't stop now!" I said.

He smiled, but didn't say anything.  I moaned helplessly, then let go
of the upper bunk and reached down to rub myself between the legs.

"No, Karen," he told me, and stepped forward, grabbing my wrists.  He
roughly pulled one hand back up to the upper bunk, and tied it into
position.  I gulped but didn't object.  He tied my other hand up, too,
then tied my knees apart onto the lower bunk.  I tried to struggle
free, but was unable to move more than a couple of inches.

He grinned.  "Want me to untie you?"

I swallowed and tried to pull my arms free again.  "No, that's okay,"
I told him, but felt very nervous.  I was completely helpless.

He went back to fingering me; lightly rubbing my nipples, and sliding
his fingers into my vagina.  I was about ready to scream from the
intense feeling.  I thought he was going to finger me into having an 
orgasm, and was really looking forward to the intense release of
pressure.

Then he stepped back again.  I felt desperate.  There was nothing at
all I could do!  "Please don't leave me like this!" I begged.  I
struggled again to free myself, but couldn't.

He didn't say anything, just watched me, smiling.

"Please!" I begged, quietly but urgently.

He left me waiting for a few minutes, then slowly slid his pants and
underpants down.  He had an *enormous* erection.

"Please, put it right into me!" I said eagerly.  But he finished
undressing, taking a long time to do it.  I watched impatiently, very
frustrated.

He smiled.  "Are you ready for something different?" he asked me.

"I'm ready for anything!" I said.

He winked, then knelt down in front of me.  I had no idea what he was
doing.  He moved his face against my crotch, then started licking me!
His tongue darted around against my vagina.

"Hey!  Stop that!" I protested, but he didn't have to stop.  I
couldn't do anything to stop him.  He kept right on licking, and also
nibbled on me gently.

I'd thought I was aroused before, but the feeling got much more.  I
was moaning uncontrollably, and yelling out, "Fuck me!  Please, fuck
me!"  I dimly saw the other guy, grinning in the doorway, but I didn't
care.

Finally I came, screaming out but not forming any words.  It was the
most intense orgasm I'd ever felt.  I felt drained of energy, and
slumped against my bonds, but grinned in delight.  "That was
*wonderful*!" I told Mike.

"You never did that before, huh?"  He smiled.

I shook my head.

He began fondling my breasts again.  "We can do it again!"

"What?  No!"  I struggled again, uselessly of course.  He could do
whatever he wanted with me.  "Please!" I protested.  "It was great,
but I don't know if I could stand it again!"

"You can stand it," he assured me, lightly rubbing my nipples with his
fingers.  "But of course, if you tell me I have to stop, I'll do so
and untie you."

I didn't want to do that.  "I won't say you have to!" I told him,
starting to squirm again already.

"Good girl," he told me cheerfully.  He took his time, but pretty soon
I was panting and moaning all over again.

"Please just fuck me!" I begged.  "Put your big cock right into me!"

He chuckled, and as he had done before, he knelt in front of me and
slowly began licking my crotch.  I was moaning helplessly from this,
when he moved back from me.

"Don't... stop!" I panted.  "Please, keep going!"

He sat on the floor, watching me.

"I'll do anything you want later, but don't stop!  Keep going!  Ohh!"

"All right, that sounds reasonable."  He moved forward again and
resumed licking me.  Pretty soon I came -- and I couldn't believe it.
It was even more intense than the previous orgasm!  I couldn't even
scream.  Finally it ended.

He untied me from the bed, and I slumped against the sheet.  "Oh, that
was great, that was wonderful!" I told him happily.  "Now what would
you like to have me do, so you have one, too?"

"Have you ever given a blow job?" he asked.

I looked at him blankly.

"That's where you lick and suck on someone's cock until they come.  No
risk of pregnancy that way," he explained.

"I've never done that," I said slowly.  "But... I will!"  He sat down
on the edge of the bed, and I knelt in front of him, then giggled and
slid my mouth over his hard penis, sucking on it and licking the end
with my tongue.  It didn't take him very long, only a couple of
minutes, and he spurted warm cum down my throat.  I moved my head back
and he spurted more on my face.

"Swallow it," he told me.  I did, then he used his finger to wipe more
off my face, and made me lick it off and swallow that, too.

He took me in the shower, and we took a nice long shower together,
rubbing the soap against each other, and when we were done, toweling
each other.

"Want to borrow a t-shirt or something?" he asked me as we stepped
back into the bedroom.  "I'm sure I can get one for you."

"Who is that guy?" I asked.

"My brother," Mike explained.  "He's a pretty good guy," he grinned.
"Maybe I should ask him to drive us back to your clothes."

I nodded eagerly.  "That sounds great!  In that case... I won't need a
shirt or anything," I told him, a little nervously.

"All right.  If you're sure."  He looked at me closely.

I nodded.  "It doesn't really matter," I told him.  "And your brother
would be awfully nice to me if he gives me a ride," I added.

He did give me a ride.  Mike came along, too.  Mike got out of the car
and ran up to the bushes where I'd left my clothes, and brought them
back to the car for me.  I giggled and stepped out.  "Thanks!" I said
and gave him a big hug and kiss.  "And thanks to you, too," I said to
his brother, smiling, then went around the car and kissed him, too.  I
took my clothes from Mike and put them on.

"Would you like a ride home?" Mike's brother asked me.

"Well... sure, if you don't mind!" I said, smiling gratefully.

They drove me home, then let me out of the car.  I got out, then
giggled and stripped bare again, waving at them as they drove away.  I
picked up my clothes and turned and ran into the house.

"Where were you?" my father asked as I came inside the house.

"I went for a walk with a friend from school," I told him.  I giggled.
"We left my clothes on a side street, then went for a long walk
around town!"

He nodded, smiling.  "Did you have sex?"

"Well... yeah... oral sex," I told him.  "He tied me up!  And we took a 
shower together, too."

"Good!"  He nodded, pleased.  "You're really making some progress,
Karen!"

"I'm glad you think so," I said, smiling.  "From now until the end of
the school day tomorrow, I'm not going to wear anything at all," I
added, smiling.  "I'll walk to school naked, stay naked all day, and
come home naked."

"And this is the same girl who was so timid and embarrassed to take
her clothes off in school on Monday?" he teased me.

"It's still embarrassing," I told him, blushing.

"Are you glad we made you do it now?" he asked me seriously and a
little anxiously.

"Truthfully... yeah, I guess I am!"  I grinned.  "I have to get to bed
now.  Good night, Daddy!"  I kissed him on the forehead and carried my
clothes upstairs.

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