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Subject: {ASSM} Karen naked outside (4/5) (exhib)
Date: Wed,  1 Aug 2001 02:10:02 -0400
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"Hey, Jeff, stop!  Will you do that again so we can see it?" Rick
asked me.

I blushed hard.  "I... I'm dressed!"

"Please, Karen?  I'd love to see you do that one!"

"Do you want me to go back there?" Jeff asked me cheerfully.

"Oh... all right... I guess..."  I wiped my hands on my pants.

Jeff slapped me on the thigh.  "Good girl!" he said, grinning, and 
turned the car around, and went back toward the corner.  He stopped and 
pulled his car behind a tree, not far from the corner but out of the
way.

We got out of the car.  I looked around, then started to go behind the
tree to take my clothes off again.  The guys were watching me 
cheerfully.  I tried to smile.

"Come on out and do that," Jeff urged me.  "It'll be a lot more
exciting that way!"

I had my shirt open already.  I trembled, but nodded and stepped out
by the road, and finished undressing.  I carried my clothes over to
the car, and blushed even harder, if that was possible; a car went
past on the cross road!  It obviously didn't see me, but if it had
come by a few minutes later, I'd have been right out in the middle of
the corner!

"Don't worry about it," Rick said, laughing.  "Come on, Karen!"

I nodded and left my clothes on the hood of the car.  I didn't even
put my shoes on this time; I walked very nervously down to the corner,
completely bare, and stepped out to the center.  I posed briefly, 
facing in each direction, then tried to hurry back to the car.  I
couldn't go very quickly; I kept stepping on stones.  Finally I was
back by the car.  I picked up my clothes, giggling, and dashed behind
the car with them, and got them on again.

"That looks like you thought it was fun," Jeff remarked as I was
getting dressed.

I nodded, grinning broadly.  "I did, it was exciting!" I agreed.

"Want to go do it again?" he asked.

"Uh... no, thanks," I declined hastily.  "I'll just take a break for
a little while, if that's all right!"

We went back to the cabin, and spent a half hour packing and cleaning
up a bit.

"Ready for a swim?" Rick asked me when we were done.

I nodded, then grinned and undressed on the porch.  "I shouldn't need
those," I remarked cheerfully.

It occurred to me as we walked down to the lake that it was a
surprising change that it didn't even occur to me to wear my swimsuit
to go for a swim.

We swam for a little while but not for long.

"We're coming up on lunchtime," Jeff observed while we were toweling
off.  "Want to try one more adventure?"

"What is it?" I asked.

He explained.  We'd go to a public park.  I'd give the guys my
clothes, and they'd hide them in the park.  I'd have to find them
before I could put anything on.

"In a public park?"  Rick grinned eagerly.  "That ought to be fun!"

Jeff looked at me.  "You want to do it?"

"I'll... try it," I said, feeling tense, watching the guys get dressed.

We discussed it further as we went back the cabin.  We decided to go
to the same park we'd gone to earlier, which I'd walked around naked.
I'd have to go walking down one of the trails while the guys hid my
clothes, we agreed, then I'd have to find all of my clothes and bring
them to the parking lot before I could put anything on.

We got back to the cabin, and I got dressed.  Instead of my skirt and
blouse, I dug out blue jean cutoffs and a short-sleeved jersey to
wear for the rest of the day.  For as much of it as I'd be dressed,
anyway.

We loaded up our stuff into the car.  I'd have probably been more sorry 
to be leaving the cabin if I wasn't thinking so much about my upcoming 
ordeal.

It didn't take very long to finish packing everything up.  Jeff locked
the cabin.  "This has been the best time I've spent here in a long 
time," he said, sighing, then smiled at me.  "I hope you'll come back,
Karen."

"Thanks, I'd like to, very much!"  I smiled at him.  "It's been the
most educational weekend of my life, I think!"

We drove away; it was about 11:30 according to the clock on the
dashboard.

"Are you nervous now?" Rick asked me.

I nodded but didn't say anything.

He squeezed my hand.  "You'll be fine," he said reassuringly.  I
smiled tightly at him.

It didn't take long to get to the park.  I had been worried other
people might be there, but no one was.  Jeff parked, and then we all
got out of the car.

"What do I do while you're hiding my clothes?" I asked.  Now that we
were there, and it was time for me to strip, I felt anguished about
the risk I'd be taking.  But I went ahead and started undressing.

"Why don't you just walk around the trails?" Jeff suggested.  "It'll
take us about 10 minutes to finish hiding your things.  I'll whistle
when we're done."  He demonstrated.  He had the ability to whistle
loudly and piercingly.

"All right," I agreed, giggling, and pulled down my pants and underpants.
I handed them to Rick; they were the last items I had to take off.  I
put on my shoes and socks.  "I'll be back soon, then," I said, and 
hurried away to the concealment and safety of the woods.

I hadn't been naked by myself all that much over the weekend; the guys
had been around for almost all of it.  I walked down a wood-chip covered 
path.  I paid attention to the signs; it was embarrassing enough
without getting lost as well!

I knew time was moving slowly for me because of my anxiety, but even
so, it seemed like I'd been walking for a long time, and still hadn't
heard Jeff's whistle.  I started to turn around to head back on my
own, thinking I might have missed the signal.  Just then, I heard him
and giggled to myself; it was very clearly audible.  There was no
chance I could miss it.

I hurried back to the parking lot and clearing.  The guys were sitting
at the picnic table where I'd undressed; my clothes were nowhere to be
seen.

"I guess you're ready for me!"  I took a deep breath, and looked
around the park.  I couldn't see any of my clothes, but I'd hardly
expected to.

I started by thinking about a strategy to use to find my clothes.  I 
was sure they wouldn't have put them all in one place; that would make 
it too easy for me.  There were garbage cans all around the area; I 
decided to look in them first, starting with the closest ones around 
the parking lot.  I scurried around, looking in them all.  They were 
mostly empty, but a couple of them had McDonald's bags or other such 
trash.  I checked all the way around the parking lot, then saw one more 
trash can by the front entrance, kind of hidden.  I looked in and poked 
in a grocery bag, and triumphantly pulled out my short pants.

"Nice job, Karen!" Rick called out to me, and I grinned.  I left my
pants on the picnic table, and continued thoroughly checking the rest of 
the trash cans, but didn't find any of my other clothes.

I checked around the building, including the restrooms, first the
guy's, thinking it would be just the place for them to hide something.
I looked behind the toilets in the stalls, under the urinals, and
under the sink, without seeing anything.  I checked the trash cans,
then went over to the ladies room and hunted through it as well.  I
circled the building again, then happened to look up, and saw my bra
hanging from the top of the men's room door.  I had to get a stick to
get it down, then I ran excitedly over to the picnic table and left it
with my shorts.

"Halfway there!" Jeff cheered me.

"Yeah, but I'm still bare naked," I said, blushing.  I looked around
for more likely places to search.  The playground... I ran over to it
and searched all over it, looking under all of the equipment, in the
clubhouse where the kids hid out, and in any spaces I could find which
could hide an item of clothing.  I circled around it again, then one
more time; it seemed like an excellent place to hide something.  I was
ready to give up, but then caught a glimpse of white under the slide,
and dug my underpants out of the wood chips.  I shook them out and
took them over to the picnic table.

"Wow, you're doing really well!"  Both the guys were grinning at me,
obviously enjoying having me run around in the nude, looking for my
clothes.

So far it had been scary, but also kind of fun.  If I could just find
the rest and get dressed, it would finish that way, too.  I began 
hunting around for my shirt.  There weren't any really obvious places 
left for me to look, though.  I was sure they'd have hid some part of 
my clothing really well, but I wasn't sure if I'd hit on any of what 
they thought were really good hiding places.

I walked quickly around the mowed area, looking behind shrubs and up
in trees, hoping it would be out and would catch my eye, but I went 
all the way around without finding it.  "I'll figure it out!" I
declared to them, and they both grinned.

I went back up to the playground and looked under the playground
equipment, hoping to find a flash of my shirt in the wood chips.  It
wasn't there.  Where hadn't I looked yet?  I couldn't think of any
place!  I started across the wide grassy area, returning to the
parking lot to ask the guys for a hint.

Then it happened.  I gasped in horror as a car pulled into the parking
lot, then another behind it.  There was no question about getting to
cover in time; I was right in the middle of a wide open area.  I stood
in shock for a minute, then dashed toward the picnic table where my
clothes were.

The two cars stopped in the parking lot, and several college-aged people 
got out to watch me.  I started by trying to get my pants on over my 
shoes, and got all tangled up.  Blushing furiously and still bare
naked, I had to take a deep breath and get my shoes back out from my
short pants, then take my shoes off.  I got my pants on, then my bra,
and remembered to my dismay I hadn't put on my underpants.  I didn't
have a shirt, either.

The guys from the two cars clapped and cheered.  I got my shoes back
on, then ran for the car with Jeff and Rick following me at a more
leisurely pace.  Jeff drove away, with both he and Rick laughing.

"Do you want your shirt?" Rick asked as we drove out of the parking
lot.

"Where is it?" I asked wildly.

"Over there."  He grinned; it was hanging on the sign at the front
entrance of the park!  "Want me to get it?"  I nodded tensely, and he
got out and ran to get it, then brought it back to me.  I got it on
without saying anything.  Jeff drove away.

"That was... humiliating!" I said, in tears and almost bawling.  Rick
put his arm around me and I hugged him, burying my face against him.

We drove through town, then out to the highway; we were heading home.
Jeff stopped at a gas station after a few miles, and I went into the
ladies room to get my underwear on and straighten up my clothes.  When
I came out, we stopped at a Coney Island type restaurant for lunch.

When we got back to the car, I started unloading angrily on the guys.
I was humiliated and ashamed, and they shouldn't have put me in that
situation.  It was very scary for me.

They listened for a while, and Rick started looking a little serious
about it.

"Hang on, Karen," Jeff broke in when I was repeating myself.  "It was
scary and embarrassing.  I can see that.  But you were doing scary,
embarrassing things all weekend, and had a pretty good time doing
them.  How was this different?"

"The... the other people!" I gasped.

"All right, I can see that, but you knew, as well as Rick and me, that
someone else might come along, didn't you?  You wanted to do it.
Right?"

I didn't answer.

"Wasn't that why that particular dare was exciting to do?" he asked
me pointedly.  "Because of the risk?"

I blushed, embarrassed again, but for a different reason.  He was
right.

"It wasn't our fault!  We did help you, and encourage you to try it,
but you didn't have to, and you wanted to, and you did it yourself."

I sat silently, looking between my knees for several minutes.  No one
said anything until I spoke.

"I'm... sorry," I apologized humbly.  "I was wrong to be mad at you
guys.  I'm really sorry!"

"It's all right, Karen.  You were upset, and I understand that."  Jeff
looked over at me, and smiled.  "So did you have fun with the weekend
overall?"

I smiled a little and nodded, then giggled.

"Did you have fun with having your clothes hidden at the park?" Rick
asked, smirking mischievously.

"Uh... well... yes, I guess I did."

"You didn't really complete the dare, though," he pointed out.

I grinned and punched him in the arm playfully.  "I did as much as I
could!"  But then I blushed.  "If you want to give me something to do
as a penalty for not completing it, I'll do it," I said impulsively.

"How about if you ride home the rest of the way in the nude, with your
clothes locked in the trunk?" Jeff suggested.

I looked around uneasily.  "All... right," I agreed.  I got out of the
car, then hurried 20 feet over and got behind some bushes.  I took my
clothes off as fast as I could.  Jeff opened the trunk of his car, and
I dashed over and tossed my clothes inside, then dove back into the
car.

We all hurried back into the car, and drove off. I don't think anyone
saw me at the rest stop; if they did, I never found out about it and so 
it caused no harm, I suppose.

"Please drive carefully!" I begged Jeff.  "I wouldn't want us to get
pulled over!"

He grinned, patting my leg.  "All right, we'll be fine, I think," he
reassured me.

He didn't drive faster than the speed limit.  At first this was a
relief to me, but pretty soon I found out there were disadvantages.
Trucks weren't going as slow as we were, and got a full view of me as
they drove past.  They kept honking.  At first I tried to ignore them,
but then Rick suggested I wave and smile.  I did so, shyly for the
first few, then more boldly; it was kind of fun!  After a while I even
teased them, squeezing my breasts and blowing kisses and sliding my
fingers between my legs.  I worried a little that some truck was going
to swerve and kill us all, but it didn't happen.

"Shall we pull in at the next truck stop so you can meet some of
them?" Rick asked me.

"No!"  I gulped, then giggled as he grinned at me.

"Just kidding!" he said.

Jeff decided it was a bad idea to stay on the highway, and pulled onto
a different road.  "We don't want anyone calling the police on their
cell phone," he explained.

"Good idea!"  I blushed.  I hadn't even thought of that.

The new road was a two lane road, and passed through several towns.  I
blushed hard as we passed through them, and slid down in my seat as 
far as I could so people wouldn't see me.  A few cars passed us and
got a good look at me, but we managed to avoid getting into trouble
with anyone.

We were about 30 miles from our destination.

"I don't have to be home for an hour or so yet," Rick said.  "Karen,
would you like to try any dares you didn't get to do yet, or do
anything again?"

I thought for a couple of minutes.  "Um... I'm already naked... Jeff,
if you want to find a nice back country road, I'll go for a walk down
it!"

"That sounds like fun.  I liked it when you did that before."  He
turned off the highway and went down a paved side road, then down
another, and down a gravel country road.  "Let me know when you see a
nice spot to get out," he told me.

I kept seeing spots, but was too nervous to get out of the car.
Finally I nodded.  "You can let me out there," I said squeakily.  "I
want my shoes, too, okay?"

"All right."  He stopped next to a tree, and I got out.  He got my
shoes and socks out of the trunk, and I sat on the hood of the car and
put them on.  "How far do you want to go?"

I giggled shakily, standing in the middle of the road.  "Just don't go
out of sight," I said bravely.  "I'll go that far, anyway!"

"All right, have fun!"  He tooted and pulled away from me, and I stood
in the middle of the road, watching him.  He stopped at the first
curve, and I sighed in relief.

I walked in the middle, moving along briskly and feeling very anxious.
I had no idea where we were, but it was possible there might be people
who knew me, and I didn't want to be caught outside without clothing.

I got close to Jeff's car, and sighed and gulped, then started
trotting to his car.

Then he pulled away.  I blushed hard and yelled "Hey!", but he didn't
stop; he drove down to the next curve!

I sighed in relief when he stopped, then giggled a little; he just
wanted to make me go a little further.  I stayed right in the road and
kept walking.  When I got close to his car this time, I sprinted,
very anxious to get inside the car.

They let me catch them this time, and I dove into the car, giggling,
and also very relieved.

Jeff started slowly down the road.  I had to take off my shoes and 
socks, since I'd agreed to go home naked.

I thought about doing another dare, but decided against it.  The guys
drove me to my apartment house, and Rick even got out to get my
clothes for me.  I put them on in the car, then got out.  The guys
carried my bags up to my apartment.

Once inside, I smiled boldly and stripped naked once again, and gave
each of them a big, warm kiss.  "Thanks very much for the exciting
weekend!" I told them.  "I've learned a lot!"

"Keep practicing," Jeff advised me, smiling.  "You've gotten a great
start.  Don't always wear clothes around the house, or around other
people's houses if you can get away with it.  Take risks whenever you
can.  Set goals, then *stick to them*!"

"I'll remember!"  I blushed a little.  "You guys can ask me to get
naked any time you're here, or when I'm at your place.  Either of your 
places!"

"That will be fun at parties."  Rick grinned, and I blushed, then
giggled back.

"I really have got to go," he said.  "Goodbye, Karen!"

"Bye!"  I stood in the doorway and watched them leave, then closed the
door.  What a weekend!

---

Author's note: I messed up in the headers; there's no part 5 to this series. 
This is the end of the story.  I apologize for my lack of mathematical 
ability.  -- Karen

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