"What did Emily want to talk to you about?" My mother asked me as we
sat together at the kitchen table.
"Nothing mom," I said shaking my head as if it was no big deal. "She
wanted to rub it in that I have to do what she says is all." I
didn't want to let on that I was in a lot of trouble and probably going
to be punished somehow just for drinking something with coffee in
it. Having to prepare
this dinner was stressful enough for her, she didn't need to know just
how bad things really were for me. I couldn't believe I was crazy
enough to believe that I
could get away with drinking those things, I must've really displeased
God somehow for him to let me get in this position.
Dammit I was so stupid! I just had to drink those things didn't I?
"Looks like CJ's here," mom pointed out as I looked out the back window
and saw CJ in the back yard moving what looked like a large barrel into
the center of it. "What is she doing with that thing?"
"What is that thing?" I asked as I watched CJ finish her task.
"It looks like one of those things you burn yard debris in," mom
replied. "Is that what you guys are supposed to cook hotdogs over?"
"How should I know?" I replied sourly. "They don't like to let me in on
things. I feel like I'm having my life run by a couple of Reality Show
hosts." Sadly I was more serious than joking with that last statement.
As we watched CJ retrieve and set up a small table next to the barrel
in the backyard we heard the doorbell ring. It was probably someone
showing up for dinner.
God I didn't want to do this, but I was really stuck because I needed
to really please the goddesses this night so they would ease up on
potential punishment they'd lay on me later.
"I'll get it," I heard Emily say from the front room.
I looked down at myself and cringed at the thought of sitting at the
dinner table naked while being surrounded by fully clothed people,
which included my parents. Plus it was probably going to be broadcast
on the web so it'd actually be like I was be sitting at the table with
potentially thousands of people. Oh God I wished I hadn't gone on that
website, I'd be worried they'd have a camera on me under the table just
like they did with the computer desk upstairs. Shit I wondered if they
had one under this table. I quickly closed my legs and swung them out
from under the table at the thought of the potential camera.
"Something wrong?" my mom asked noticing my sudden jumpiness.
"Yes mom," I snapped due to stress "I'm about to be forced to have
dinner naked with you, dad, and people from my school. I'd have to say
something is wrong."
"I'm sorry honey," she said softly in an apologetic tone. "That was a
"Don't worry about it," I said brushing it off. "When's dad getting
"In about a half hour or so. I'll get started baking the bread around
"Stacy and Ashley are here," Emily announced as she stepped in from the
front room. "Amber just pulled up so they're going to let her in. I
should let you know that two more people from your school are joining
us tonight so I hope you made extra food like I asked you to."
"There's enough to feed the neighborhood," my mom replied as she shot
Emily a dirty look.
"Good," Emily smiled happily.
"Who else is coming?" I asked referring to the two new guest Emily
mentioned. Images raced through my head of everyone I knew at school
who it could be.
"You'll see when they get here," Emily said refusing to tell me. "I'm
going to chat with our guests for a few minutes before we go out
back. Amanda I want you to take the hotdogs, buns, and the other shit
box on the counter out to CJ please and stay out there when you're done
because she has something she wants to talk to you about. I'll bring
our guests out in a few minutes and we'll all roast a hotdog."
Emily went back into the front room and I slouched in my chair for a
few seconds wanting to delay going outside to CJ. For one thing it
looked cold out there and another was that I was worried that what she
talk to me about was how mad she was at me for drinking the forbidden
coffee drinks. I looked out and saw that CJ was now carrying a large
white canvas duffle
bag over to where she had set up the barrel and table.
"What's that for?" I asked myself outloud.
"I guess you better go out there and find out," my mom replied. "You'll
need to put a coat on first though."
"I'd love to mom but that won't be allowed," I told her as I stood up
and walked over to pick up the box with hotdogs in it.
"That's inhumane," mom said angrily.
"That's them mom," I said as I picked up the box and headed for the
door. "Please don't piss them off."
I opened the door with my free hand and the cold air from outside
rushed over my bare flesh causing me to step back. I really did wish I
could put on a coat. Gritting my teeth I made myself step outside,
door behind me, and hurriedly rushed over to where CJ was and sat the
box down on the table.
"Thank you babygirl," CJ happily as she embraced me in a tight hug.
"I've barely seen you today, I missed you."
"Did you need some help with something?" I asked trying to change the
"In a minute," she said as she placed both her hands on each one of my
shoulders. "I heard you were bad today. Is that true?"
"Y... yes," I said reluctantly as I looked away from her.
"Eyes straight Amy," she ordered and I quickly obeyed. "You drank
something that you were specifically told you weren't supposed to
drink. Shame, shame, shame. You're just like Eve in the Garden of Eden
forbidden fruit, you just had to do it didn't you. You know we have to
punish you now don't you?"
"Emily said if I was good tonight you might go easy on me," I said
sounding like a scared little girl. I could feel my body begin to
shiver from both the cold and my nerves.
"That's true," CJ agreed. "But it is important for you to know that
you're not getting out of this. You broke a direct rule that you had
been warned about repeatedly; we can't let you off lightly, but luckily
for you we are both madly in love with you so you won't be harmed like
some of those who have disobeyed us in the past."
"What did you do to them?" I asked intrigued.
"Nothing you should think about," she replied smugly. "Just be glad
that we love you and don't ever take it for granted."
"I won't," I found myself promising. "I'm sorry I broke the rule."
"Well, we knew you'd screw up eventually, everyone but us does. It's
too bad you picked such a big one to break though, we really don't
want you drinking that shit."
"May I please ask why?" I said trying to sound as respectful as
possible. "What is the big deal about drinking coffee?"
"It's not good for you," she answered plainly. "In fact I'm worried
about the damage you did to yourself today by drinking that shit."
"What is it toxic to me or something?" I asked suddenly scared at what
she was saying.
"No. It's just not good for you." she then shrugged her shoulders "I
don't know how much more plainer I can be. Just don't drink it
"Okay I won't," I promised again. "I won't drink anything with coffee
in it. Can I have Pepsi or Coke or anything like that though?"
"As long as it's not a coffee drink," she told me and then let go of my
shoulders and turned to the barrel she had brought out. "It's cold out
here, let's get the fire started in this thing so we can cook the
hotdogs over it."
"What are we cooking hotdogs for?" I asked as I looked inside the
barrel and saw it was full of wood and kindling already. "I mean we're
having dinner in a little over an hour."
"I thought it would be fun to roast hotdogs for an appetizer." she said
as she sprayed lighter fluid into the barrel. "On the few times I've
been camping in my life my favorite part was roasting hotdogs over a
"Okay," I said thinking she was nuts. "Well what's in the duffle bag
"That's for your right of passage that we're going to do after we had a
hotdog." She then reached down and opened the bag for me to look inside
"I thought we'd have you really make your new life official."
I was confused at first as to what she was talking about since all I
saw in the bag was some clothes, then I realized that they were what
was left of my clothes. Inside was what was left of my one time
wardrobe that had been greatly diminished over the last few days.
"Those are mine aren't they?" I asked already knowing they were.
"Well they were," CJ replied. "As of this moment you longer own
clothes, your naked body is now your permanent attire."
"What are you going to do with these then?" I asked as a shiver ran
down my back from her comment.
"When we've had a hotdog you're going to throw them in the fire one at
a time in front of everyone and watch them burn into oblivion. It's a
show of your devotion to your faith."
"W.. what?" I stammered. "You want me to burn the rest of my clothes?
Myself? As a right of passage?"
"You listen well," she said sarcastically as she threw a lighted match
into the barrel which quickly caught fire. Despite my appreciation for
the fire's heat washing over me I was very apprehensive.
"Save it," she cut me off. "Remember you're trying to please us tonight
so it would be in your best interest to just do what you're told.
Besides those clothes suck anyway, when you can wear clothes again
we'll buy some real clothes."
"When will that be?"
"In a long, long time."
I stood in front of the barrel to keep warm as CJ set up the
hotdogs and laid out the sticks to cook them on. I kept looking at the
duffel bag that had my clothes inside of it and wished I could open it
and put something on. I tried not to think about how soon they would
have me dump them into the fire and I'd never be able to wear them
again, not that I could wear them anyway with my skin reacting the way
it did to clothes, it was just the principle of the thing. They would
have completely stripped me and left me nothing of my own to wear. I
wished I could take one of those hotdog sticks and poke it through CJ's
eye and into her brain then cook her head over the fire.
"They should be out here soon," CJ said as she finished what she was
doing. "When they do make sure you smile a lot and when it's time to
burn your clothes; act like it was all your idea and this is something
you want to do."
"Couldn't you just give them away like you did my other things?"
"This is much more fun," she replied with a sly grin. "I came up with
this idea myself and I rather like it, especially the part that has
everyone watching. By the way two other girls are coming over tonight,
I don't know if Em told you or not."
"She mentioned something about that," I answered. "She said they were
from the school."
"Yeah it's those two girls from your class," she began to explain "you
know the ones that sit in front of you who asked if you were being
forced to do this."
"Terry and Lisa?" I asked feeling dumbfounded. "Why did you invite them
"Well because they think you're being forced to do this and we wanted
them to come over and see that you're not," she further explained. "We
made it so that they think that you invited them to prove that this is
something you're doing on your own and no one is forcing you."
"But you are forcing me," I pointed out.
"But we don't want them thinking that," she replied. "It turns out that
Lisa's family has some family connections that could make our plans go
slower than we'd like so we don't want her to contact them if at all
"So this whole thing with burning my clothes is really just to show
them that I'm serious about this crap you're making me do?"
"Well it's for our members as well but if it helps to keep them off our
trail then so be it. Ooh look Em's brought them into the kitchen,
they're coming out. Shit this is exciting."
The backdoor opened and Emily led the group of five young, and fully
dressed, young women out to us. I couldn't help but envy all of their
warm looking coats they had on, I almost found myself drooling over
Stacy's coat which
really looked warm and comfortable. Being surrounded by all these
warmly dressed people made me that much more aware of how naked and
exposed I was. God and
this was the first time I'd been naked in front of Lisa and Terry too;
they seemed a bit taken back by this as well. I made myself smile at
them in an attempt
to make them more comfortable and help convince them that I was doing
this willingly, which I wasn't.
"Hey Precious," Stacy squealed as she wrapped her arms around me.
"Thanks for having us over for dinner." She then let go of me and
looked me over. "Glad to see you dressed for company. I do love the
outfit though, white skin looks good on you."
"That's very clever Stacy," I replied glibly.
"I didn't know you and Amber were friends," Stacy said as Amber moved
in next to her. "I've known her for a long time since our mom's are
"Yes, knowing Stacy has been a burden I've had to carry since infancy,"
Amber said jokingly giving Stacy a teasing look. "I've always had to
pray for her for all these years just to keep her out of trouble, even
doesn't believe in that."
"I don't know how many times I've tried to explain to you Amber that
it's my tits and ass that keep me out of trouble," Stacy replied with a
"You two must be Terry and Lisa," CJ said to the two girls as they
stood off to the side and both nodded in return. "I'm glad you two
could make it. Amy here was worried that you may have gotten the wrong
impression from her
CJ then gave me a little nudge letting me know it was my turn to speak.
"I wanted to show you that this is what I do now," I said as I racked
my brain for things to say. "I'm really glad you came too. It didn't
seem like you believed me when I told you earlier that I'm doing this
on my own."
"This isn't really necessary," Lisa answered first. "I mean we
appreciate being invited and all but you didn't need to go through any
trouble just for us."
"Oh we were having this dinner anyway," Emily jumped in. "We didn't
plan this just for you guys. Amanda here was just worried about you two
thinking she's being forced into something against her will. Believe me
having you over is no trouble at all, we're glad you're here."
"Thank you for having us," Terry replied respectfully. "I didn't know
you'd be here Stacy."
"Hey I think Amanda's really cool," Stacy replied as she looked me over
again. "I'd hang out with her anytime."
"You too Ashley?" Lisa asked.
"I'm here for the grub," Ashley responded looking at the hotdog setup.
"So do we just put a dog on a stick and cook it over this or what are
"Absolutely," CJ proclaimed. "There's a stick there for everyone so
just stick a hotdog on one and stick over the flames."
"Cool I'm hungry," Ashley told us as she grabbed a stick and quickly
put a hotdog on it. "I just got out of practice and I didn't have any
lunch so I'm ready for this."
"I've never roasted hotdogs in someone's backyard before," Amber
professed as she and everyone else picked up a stick. "Isn't this kind
of a weird thing to do before dinner?"
"Well dinner won't be ready for another hour so think of this as an
appetizer," CJ replied. "Plus Amy wanted to use the barrel tonight for
something else too so this just seemed like a good idea."
"What are you going to use the barrel for Amanda?" Stacy asked as she
put a wiener on her stick. "You got leaves or something you need to
CJ nudged me again reminding me that I was supposed to talk.
"I'm um... going to burn the rest of my clothes," I said without
looking at anyone. I could almost feel their stares on me as I looked
at my hotdog I had cooking over the fire.
"You're going to burn the rest of your clothes?" I heard Terry ask.
"Did I hear that right?"
I nodded my head and turned my hotdog over.
"What are you doing that for?" Lisa asked.
"It's a show of faith," Emily answered for me. "It's to show Jesus that
she's serious about what he wants her to do."
"He wants her to burn her clothes?" Terry asked again.
"He wants me to remind people of their shame." I found myself
saying. Where did that come from? "The problem with the world is not
enough people carry enough shame, even though they do things they
should be ashamed
"Cool," Ashley stated as she checked her hotdog "better you do it than
me. This dog needs to cook faster or I'm going to pass out from hunger."
I was the last one to finish my hotdog which was unusual for me since
lately I'd just been scarfing down my food whenever I've got it. I was
actually trying to stall because once I finished I was going to have to
burn the rest of
my clothing in the fire we cooked our hotdogs over. Everyone there,
except for the goddesses, seemed to have a different opinion on the
idea of me burning
my clothes up. Stacy seemed in love with the idea and whispered to me
that she thought that was the sexiest thing she had ever heard,
probably another thing she'd fantasized about that I was living out for
her. Ashley seemed more interested in getting another hotdog than in
what was going on
with me but she did chuckle to herself whenever it was brought up. I
wondered if she knew of this ahead of time. I would have thought that
Terry and Lisa would have
asked more questions about this or at least seemed perplexed by the
whole idea but they didn't seem to think much of it and just asked
Emily and CJ
questions about how they knew me. The goddesses gave them the usual
story of how they were helping me out with my cause and the two of them
just nodded and ate
their food. Amber on the other hand worried that what I was doing would
be considered a pagan ceremony and possibly blasphemous, which made
Ashley laugh even more; but Emily reassured her that this was meant
all due respect to God and was meant as a type of baptism, which
would've made me laugh if I wasn't the one who had to do it.
"She's done," Ashley said referring to me finishing my hotdog. "Is she
going to burn her clothes now?"
"If she's ready," CJ answered and then turned to me to see if I was.
"Can I have something to drink first?" I asked hoping to stall a few
more minutes. "I need to wash down the hotdog first, it's kinda caught
in my throat."
"Stacy has that problem when she swallows hotdogs too," Ashley said in
a mocking tone. "You'd think all the goo that they squirt out would
lube your throat enough."
"You're a dumb... Ash." Stacy replied shaking her head at Ashley's
joke. "I rarely eat hotdogs."
Ashley laughed again which seemed to make Stacy more confused, and to
be honest I didn't quite get it either but I grabbed one of the sodas
from the box and began to slowly drink it hoping to take as long as
"I don't mean to rush you or anything Amanda," Lisa said as she put her
hands in her coat pocket "but it's kinda chilly out here. Would you be
able to do this while you're drinking your drink?"
Who the hell's side was she on? I thought she was supposed to be
worried about whether or not I was being forced to do this; why was she
trying to hurry me for? Plus who was she to complain about being cold
while I was standing out there completely naked while she was fully
dressed and had a coat on. I didn't want to hear about how cold she was.
"That's a good idea Lisa," Emily agreed with her. "It is getting cold
out here. You can drink your pop and do this as the same time I think
Oh of course Emily agreed with her, heaven forbid you'd give me a
break. CJ picked up the duffle bag that contained the few fragments
that were left of my wardrobe and sat it up on the table and opened it.
She then took out the contents and piled them neatly at the edge of the
table and then put the bag on the ground and stepped away.
"Whenever you're ready babygirl," CJ said to me.
I took another big drink from my soda and then looked down at the small
pile of clothes that sat on the table. There were only a few shirts and
pants that were left, including some things they had given me to wear a
few days ago, but most of them were things that I liked to wear and did
wear often, the one shirt there I have had since middle school. I
couldn't believe I was about to throw them into a fire and burn them
up; this was so retarded.
"Can you start with that ugly sweatshirt?" Stacy asked with a disgusted
look on her face. "Even in the dark that thing stands out, and not in a
I picked up one of the t-shirts instead, the one that they gave me on
the first day I met them when they had me run through the athletic
field, and held it over the fire. I looked at it for a few seconds and
thought over that day when I had to wear it during school and then
gladly dropped it into the fire.
Gee maybe this wouldn't be so hard.
"Yeaaaa..." Emily and CJ said together and then clapped.
"That's my home girl," CJ proclaimed with pride.
"Wow you're actually doing it," Terry said in somewhat surprise. "I
wasn't sure if you were really serious about this or not."
"Of course she is," Emily said boastfully. "Only someone with her kind
of dedication would've even come this far."
Yeah that and their constant holding things over my head to make me do
it. I picked up the sweat pants that I used to sleep in and looked at
them too for a few seconds. Damn I really didn't want to throw them in,
I remembered spending whole Saturdays wearing them and slumming around
the house. I wished I could put
them on now and crawl into a warm bed and pull the covers over my head.
I didn't want to burn them.
"Something wrong Amy?" CJ asked as they waited for me to throw them in
"No," I answered sullenly. "It's just that I loved these, they were
always so comfortable."
"I know," Emily replied sympathetically. "Sometimes though we have to
make sacrifices in order to achieve our goals. Isn't that right?"
"Yes," I answered reluctantly. I looked longingly again at my sweats
and then turned away from them and dropped them into the fire. Dammit,
"Boy they sure do burn up quick in this," Amber pointed out.
"I guess we know there wasn't any polyester in those," Ashley joked.
For the next few minutes I dropped item after item of my old clothes
into the fire. Soon the air was filled with the smell of burning fabric
and a large plume of smoke rose in the air. Ashley decided to cook
another hotdog over the fire despite the warning that the clothes might
make it taste funny, it turned out not to matter because she ate it
down quickly. Soon I was down to just two items, the Oregon Ducks shirt
that they gave me on the trip back from Eugene and my faded pair of 501
blue jeans that I loved to wear. The Duck shirt would be easy since it
reminded me of running through the football stadium but I really wanted
to keep the jeans, even if just as a reminder. I picked up the Duck's
shirt and was about to throw it in when Stacy stopped me.
"Can I have that?" she asked seriously.
"Why do you want this for?" I asked wanting to throw the shirt in.
"I love the Ducks is all," she replied. "I sort of collect them."
I glanced over at Emily who nodded to me so I handed the shirt over to
Stacy who gleefully grabbed it out of my hand and flung it over her
"Cool there's just one thing left," Ashley proclaimed happily, "throw
it in and let's go inside, it's friggin cold out here."
God what a bunch of whiners, they didn't know what cold was. I picked
up the pair of jeans and then looked at both Emily and CJ and hoped for
a reprieve on them.
"I'm thinking of keeping these," I said outloud hoping to sway them. "I
won't wear them but I'm thinking of keeping them as a keepsake."
"What would you keep those for?" Ashley asked annoyed. "Who the hell
wears Levis anymore anyway?"
"There were just comfortable, I like them," I continued. "And I've had
them for so long."
"But that's you're old life," Emily pointed out to me which was a way
of telling me I wasn't keeping the jeans. "I think in order for
you to really embrace your new life you need to make a completely clean
break. Don't you agree?"
Goddammit I hated her, I wished I could throw her in the fire.
"You're right," I made myself admit. "It's just harder than I thought."
I took a deep breath and then made myself drop the jeans into the fire.
At that moment I felt I had crossed another line and was now even
deeper into this than before and it would now be that much harder to
get out of this. I looked at the other girls and they all were looking
down into fire and watching my clothes burn up with different looks of
amazement on their faces; it seemed none of them knew quite what to
think, even Ashley who was in on all of it. All I knew was now I
officially had nothing to wear, at all. Dammit now I was really feeling
the cold, even with the fire.
"That was awesome Amanda," Emily praised. "Do you guys agree?"
They all nodded their heads, although I'm not sure they all were
thinking the same thing.
"CJ's going to stay out here and make sure the fire goes out
okay," Emily explained to us. "Let's all go inside now and get to
know each other better and get warmed up as well."
"Everything smells really good Mrs. Johnson," Amber complimented my
mother as we made our way around the dinner table after we were called
in. "You must've put a lot of work into your cooking."
"I do what I have to," my mother answered doing her best not to sound
Emily pointed out to me where I was supposed to sit which was right
between her and Emily. Both my mother and father sat at the ends of the
table while everyone else filled in on the sides. Ashley was about to
pull out her chair
until Emily informed her that we had to stand for the blessing before
we could sit.
"Oh pardon me," Ashley acted embarrassed. "I wouldn't dream of eating
food that wasn't blessed first."
"Are you going to eat like that Amanda?" Lisa asked me from across the
table referring to the fact that I was still naked. "You don't wear
clothes at the table when you're eating with your family?"
"I don't really have anything to wear," I reminded her. "Remember, you
were in the backyard with the rest of us."
"You could still wrap up in something," Terry pointed out. "I mean you
have towels don't you?"
"She doesn't wear anything, not even to eat dinner," Emily stepped in
to explain for me. "She couldn't even if she wanted to, she has a skin
"She does?" Lisa asked as if not believing it. "What kind of skin
"One that makes her skin break out if she wears clothes for too long,"
Emily answered her. "We're all actually quite baffled by it to be
honest with you."
"I imagine so," Lisa replied seemingly still unmoved. "Especially since
I've never heard of anything like that ever happening before to anyone
before. I guess it's a good thing you were already becoming a nudist
and had started your own website, it must make the suffering with that
condition a lot easier."
"I believe it's all God's will," CJ said with a straight face as if she
actually believed it. I could almost see my dad's eyes pop out of his
head when she said that. "With that why don't we say the blessing and
then we can continue this conversation over all this great looking
We all held hands as my father said Grace outloud and then we sat down
once he was done. When I pulled my chair out I couldn't help but notice
that it sat a little higher then the ones that everyone else had, which
meant that I wouldn't be able to hide myself behind the table very
well. Why did they keep doing this to me? Didn't it ever get old to
them? At least the small towel they laid on it for me to sit on was
"Dig in everyone," my mother requested and then started to hand the
around. "I hope none of you are on a low carb diet because you may
"Oh to heck with that," Ashley scoffed at the idea, "I need the carbs
so I can keep running up and down the court."
Everyone began filling up their plates with pasta, bread, and salad and
then began eating. I was quite hungry as usual but I didn't eat as
fast as I had been lately because neither Terry nor Lisa took their
eyes off of me much, which quite frankly made eating more difficult.
God I wished they would stop it, and I wished this chair was lower too.
I wished I could at least get used to being watched all the time.
"So you believe this is God's will?" Lisa asked CJ as she attempted to
revive the earlier topic.
"Amanda's skin condition?" CJ asked as if she was unsure of which topic
she was talking about.
"Yes," Lisa said with a nod.
"Of course it's God's will," CJ said assuredly. "What else could it be
but God's will, no other explanation would make any sense."
Like that explanation made any sense.
"Why would God do something like that to someone?" Terry asked shaking
her head at the thought. "I couldn't imagine what good purpose could
come out of having Amanda stay naked all the time."
"He does work in mysterious ways," Emily tried to point out. "There are
a million things that he has done that I don't understand."
"That's what makes faith so important," Amber suddenly chimed in.
"Amanda had said that she had had a lack of faith in anything up until
she saw The Passion and then had those dreams that told her to do this."
"That's a good point," CJ jumped at the opening Amber left. "She didn't
have much faith, she had said she had only been thinking about herself
at that time and didn't believe in anything spiritual because too many
of the things God did didn't make any sense to her. Isn't that right
I was about to take a bite off of my fork when she asked me that which
made me put it off. For a second I thought about sticking my fork in
her eye rather than answer that question but I just looked up at Terry
and Lisa told them that CJ was right. God, having to lie like that was
making my food not taste so good.
"But now she has faith and knows that God has a plan for her just like
he does for everything else," CJ further explained. "Even though this
may not make sense to you and it's hard to see what this is all for to
God it makes perfect sense and since we all know that God loves us and
we have faith that what he is doing is right then we don't need to know
what everything means, the fact that he wants us to do it is enough."
"I see," Lisa said and raised an eyebrow. "I must say that's very deep.
Wow Amanda and you learned all that just from watching a gory movie? I
guess I need to watch that again."
I'd barely watched it once and was totally grossed out, I couldn't
imagine watching it again. It certainly didn't make me want to do this.
"One thing about that movie," Ashley said just as she was about to take
a bite out of her bread, "it showed that Jesus sure could take a punch."
Just then I felt myself beginning to mildly shake, but not from nerves
or embarrassment like I usually did. Something felt weird about the
chair I was sitting on, as if something was making the bottom of it
vibrate... they weren't making me sit on a vibrating chair again were
they? I sure hoped this was my imagination.
"I started to watch that movie once," Stacy added to the conversation,
"I got a headache though from having to watch what was going on and
read what they were saying at the same time. I can never read those
subtitles fast enough either."
"Well if you read the Bible once in awhile Stacy you would already know
what they were saying ahead of time," Amber teased her.
"Well if I read the book why would I want to see the movie?" Stacy
replied. "I'd already know what happened."
I squirmed in my chair a little as I felt the low vibration begin to
stir my arousal. I looked over at CJ and saw that she was attempting to
make eye contact with my father, who was sitting next to her at the
head of the table, but my father was trying very hard to ignore her. At
least he wasn't flirting with her anymore now that he knew what she'd
been making me do, good to see I was still important to him. I felt a
hand place itself on my thigh under the table and I looked over at
Emily who gave me a quick wink and then squeezed my thigh tighter and
rubbed it a little. It was then that I felt the vibration coming from
the chair get stronger as if it had been turned up a notch and I nearly
choked on the food I was chewing... I could feel myself beginning to
get turned on by the vibrations along with her hand rubbing me, and
since I was naked and my boobs were in plain view soon it would be
apparent to everyone that I was getting aroused... this was so unfair.
There wasn't much conversation going while we were all eating our
dinner, the sounds that were made were of people eating my mothers very
good cooking and the clanks of forks on the plates. Ashley was already
on her second helping
of pasta and bread and the others all seemed like they were about to
finish their first helping as well while I found myself eating much
slower than everyone else. It wasn't because I wasn't hungry it had
more to with the fact that I was by now very turned on. As time went by
the vibration coming from under my chair grew stronger and stronger and
I found it harder and harder to concentrate on what was around me. I
chewed my food very slowly, in large because I found that the faster I
chewed the stronger the arousal got, it's funny how when you're horny
you can feel just how connected all your muscles are. I was glad that
everyone was distracted by their food because I knew if anyone looked
even somewhat closely they would easily see
that my nipples were as hard as rocks and my skin was very flush, even
more than usual. Oh man I wished I could just get up and leave and not
have to deal with
"This food is terrific Marsha," Emily complimented my mom after she
swallowed some food. "It amazes me how well you Italian women can cook."
"Well I'm only half Italian but thank you," my mom said trying to keep
a pleasant front for the guests.
"Can you cook this well Amanda?" Ashley asked me without looking up
from her plate.
"Not really," I answered her in practically a whisper, I was so turned
on I had trouble speaking up.
"Oh my God Amanda," Stacy suddenly said loudly after she looked up at
me. "you look really flushed. Are you okay?"
"Fine," I lied as I nodded my head and put another fork full of pasta
in my mouth.
"Yeah you do look fine don't you," Stacy teased me and giggled to
"She must think pretty highly of her mom's cooking considering how she
seems to be reacting to it." Ashley jumped in as she noticed my arousal
"Like your mom's cooking do ya?"
Suddenly what I had been dreading was happening as I felt all eyes at
the table were now all on me, actually I should say they were all on
certain parts of me. I could really feel myself blush as I chewed my
food which just made me that much more turned on. 'God please don't let
that orgasm I feel rising in me come out, at least not now.'
"She hasn't had her mom's food for a few days," Emily seemed to agree,
although she knew full well why I was getting aroused, f*&%ing
bitch. "She must've really missed it. Can't blame her though, I'd miss
it too. My mother could never cook this well."
"Your mom used to burn water," CJ reminded her. "I remember the fire
department getting called once... that was embarrassing."
Everyone, except me and my folks, seemed to get a kick out of that and
laughed. Myself I was still concentrating on trying to keep myself
control and not humiliate myself any further, even though deep down I
knew I probably would lose this battle. It was then that I felt both
CJ's and Emily's hands begin to rub my thighs again. I wanted to push
them away but it would draw too much attention, plus I have to please
them tonight so they'd take it easy on the punishment they had planned
for me later. The thing though, with them rubbing my legs like that,
made sitting there eating even harder, I didn't know how much more I
"Geez Amanda, I wish I could feel like you look right now," Stacy said
as she continued to look at me dumbfounded. "We are eating the same
food aren't we? You
didn't get something the rest of us didn't get did you?"
I shook my head no.
"Well, maybe I'm chewing too fast," Stacy thought outloud and then
started to slow her chewing.
I glanced over at my dad who seemed to be very uncomfortable with what
was going on and wasn't even looking up from his plate. It seemed like
he was trying to
act like none of this was going on. CJ noticed this too and took her
hand off my leg and tried again to get my father's attention. She
almost seemed hurt by the fact that he wasn't paying any attention to
her like he used to, but... what did she expect, she was blackmailing
"Isn't this food good Ed?" she asked him. "You're a lucky man to get to
eat like this everyday."
"Yeah it's very good," he answered plainly without looking at her.
"Eddie you haven't said anything about my new sweater," CJ continued to
pester him. "I went to all the trouble to get it just for tonight and
you haven't even noticed." She then stuck out her chest to show him her
sweater, as well as her cleavage which the sweater seemed to accentuate.
"Oh it's lovely," he said as he made a glance her direction.
"It sure fits well," she told him. "And it's pure Angora."
"You must be very happy," he said and then continued eating.
CJ gave him a dejected look, one that would make me worry if I got it,
but then went back to eating.
"I hope you two can forgive me but I have to ask this," Lisa suddenly
spoke up and was referring to my parents. "Are you two really okay with
Amanda doing this? I mean obviously you're letting her do this but I
have a hard time believing that this is okay with both of you."
Everything at the table suddenly went dead silent, I almost thought I
heard crickets in the background but I think it was just the sound of
my heart beating through my head. I have to say that I was worried that
Lisa may have just crossed into hostile ground with that question, I
knew sudden chaos could be a possibility.
"We trust Amanda," my father answered after a minute or so of
uncomfortable silence. "She's always been a good girl and has made us
very proud, I'll support
anything she does."
For the first time in over a week I felt strong love for my father,
that was one of the nicest things I'd ever heard him say about me. Sure
it may have been motivated by guilt but he said it so effortlessly that
I couldn't help but feel he meant it. I found myself actually smiling
for a moment and almost forgot that I was on the verge of a major
"That's great and all but that doesn't really sound like a ringing
endorsement," Lisa followed up. "Is this actually okay with you?"
"It's not what I would say I had in mind for her," my mother decided to
answer as she looked over at Lisa and Terry. "The thought of her being
naked all the time and everyone seeing her couldn't have been further
from what I would hope for her. But she needs to be able to make
her own way which includes making her own mistakes, and since this is
something that she really feels she has to do and she's of age then I
have to support her. Like my husband said she's always made us proud
and has never been anything but a wonderful daughter."
"Wow!" Lisa said almost under her breath and seemed impressed with
mom's answer. "I wish my parents felt the same way, I had to beg them
to let me get my driver's license and had to nearly sign my name in
blood in order for
them to let me get it. I couldn't imagine them letting me do this, even
if God did tell me too."
"My dad would be too worried about how it reflected on him to let me do
something like that," Stacy added. "Being a politician and all he's
always lecturing me on how the things I do reflect on him. It was his
idea that I run for class president instead of cheerleading, it would
make him look better."
"You're dad's such a hypocrite," Ashley said after she swallowed the
last of her food. "Your mom once showed me pictures of them when they
were in college and in many of them your dad was drunk and acting like
"Yeah well his dad wasn't planning on running for governor some day so
he could do that," Stacy said sounding perturbed. "Think of what he'll
expect of me if that happens."
"Ooooh," I found myself saying involuntarily as my arousal became
really strong. I quickly caught myself and made myself stop but
"You sure you're okay Amanda?" Stacy asked seemingly unsure of what to
think of me. "You seem like you're about to explode."
"I just think the food is really good," I answered to try and cover my
"I agree it's good," Ashley began "but it hasn't made me react like
"Why don't you drink some of your milk dear," my mother suggested.
"Maybe it'll help."
"I think she needs more something along the lines of a firehose to cool
her down," Stacy joked.
"I'm fine," I said trying to be cool and then took another forkful of
food. "It's just been a long day."
That part was certainly true, in fact it had been a very long week.
This week had been so long it felt like nine months. After I started to
chew my food I instantly wished I hadn't taken it, I could feel
something in my lower region start to rise inside of me and with each
chew I could feel it starting to take hold... Soon I'd be putting on a
show and I didn't know what to do to stop it... maybe I would drink
"Easy Amanda," Terry said concerned as I began to drink my milk very
fast. "You're going to cause yourself to choke."
I slammed down the rest of my milk and decided that I needed to leave
the table and this would give me an excuse.
"I need more milk," I said out loud and then pushed my chair back so
that I could get up. "I'm going to get some more, anyone else need any?"
"I'll get it Amanda," my mom said volunteering to get some more milk
for me just as I was about to get up and run into in the kitchen. "Just
sit still and finish your dinner and I'll bring it out for you and
anyone else who wants some."
Dammit mom you weren't helping me again! I'm guessed she thought that
by not having me get up in front of everyone she was assisting me but I
desperately wanted to get out of the room before that chair made me do
something I didn't want to do here.
"That's a good idea Marsha, I'd like some more to drink," Emily said as
both she and CJ took the liberty to push me back to the table. "Instead
of milk though could I have a glass of that wine CJ brought?"
"Sure," my mom answered her without making eye contact as she got up
and made her way to the kitchen.
Oh... this chair was getting to me! I could feel the towel I was
sitting on getting damper by the second and I found I was having
trouble keeping my legs still; the urge to shake and kick them around
was so strong that I literally couldn't help but do it. I didn't think
I was going to be able to keep this controlled for much longer.
"Are you going to finish that?" Ashley asked me referring to my uneaten
food. "I mean for how you're reacting to it you'd think you wouldn't be
able to eat it fast enough."
"You want it?" I asked her hoping she would take it.
"It's probably gotten cold by now," Ashley replied with mild disgust.
"I'll eat it," Stacy eagerly jumped in and then reached for my plate.
"If what's on this plate is making you feel like that I want to try it."
"Good Lord Stacy," Amber said rolling her eyes, "a little shame once in
a while might be a good idea."
"No kidding Stacy," Ashley agreed. "It's not like you've had much
trouble getting those feelings lately."
"Shutup Ash," Stacy scolded her and looked surprised that she brought
that up. "Besides shame is Amanda's department."
Normally that remark would've annoyed me but since I was on the cusp of
coming unglued from unwanted arousal it didn't bother me as much. Oh
God I could feel it starting to make its way up from my stomach, soon I
wouldn't be able
to hold in the scream; and I was afraid if I let it out I wouldn't be
able to stop, Oh God!
"Since we're on the topic of shame again Amanda," Lisa spoke up again
"I wanted to ask you something else if I could."
"What is it?" I asked her hurriedly knowing I couldn't tell her no.
"Well, I'm sorry if this embarrasses you but did you know that you suck
your thumb when you sleep," she asked and then leaned forward to wait
for my reply. The shock from that question suddenly stopped the orgasm
right in its tracks, I couldn't believe I was just asked that in front
of everyone and suddenly everything else on my mind suddenly took a
back seat. Not more than five seconds later the chair stopped vibrating.
"I was wondering about that too," Ashley admitted as a look of joy grew
across her face from the subject that was brought up. "Pretty much
everytime I see her on her website when she's sleeping she has her
thumb in her mouth. Have you always done that?"
I was still speechless as I felt a whole new level of humiliation creep
its way over my body. I was now beginning to feel myself regress to
those feelings I had when I was a younger girl and got caught doing
something childish, and being naked made it that much more so.
"You're sucking your thumb again?" my dad asked making me cringe. "You
stopped doing that when you were three. That's kind of strange."
Dad! Shutup! God he hardly said anything all night and he picked this
moment to speak up. Suddenly all the memories I'd had lately of
me waking up with my thumb in my mouth began to flood my head and not
until now did I even think that anyone had watched me sleep like that.
Why didn't I think of that? I only glanced up for a second but it was
long enough to see that all eyes at the table were on me and seemed to
be waiting for a reply which I wasn't able to give at the moment. How
the hell was I supposed to answer this?
"She's embarrassed," Emily said in a patronizing tone. "Poor kid. She
just recently started doing it and I don't think she can help it."
"Carrying all that shame seems to have caused her to act out some
infantile behavior while she sleeps," CJ added. "Being naked all the
time could probably do that to someone."
"It's obviously done it to her," Ashley said with sly grin her face.
"Be nice you guys," Amber stuck up for me. "She's doing something that
would be very traumatic for most people so ease up on her, she's
supposed to be our friend."
"I agree," Stacy seconded. "I think she's really cute when she does
that and it makes me adore her even more."
"I'm not trying to make fun of her," Lisa explained. "I just wasn't
if she was aware of it and thought I should point it out to her,
especially when all of us know about it."
"She does look very peaceful when she's sleeping like that," Terry felt
the need to say. "I mean it's not like it's anything dirty."
'Dammit all of you shutup!' God, and even with the chair not vibrating
anymore my arousal wasn't going away like it should, it was like it was
holding steady and waiting for a green light.
"Maybe you might want to think about turning your bed into a crib and
hanging some mobiles up over it," Ashley happily teased me which caused
Stacy to punch her in the shoulder and give her a 'knock it off' look.
My mother then came back into the room carrying an open gallon of milk
in one hand and Emily's glass of wine in the other which she quickly
handed over to Emily.
"What were you all just talking about?" my mother asked as she filled
my glass back up with milk.
"Oh, about how Amy's been sucking her thumb in her sleep lately." CJ
answered her and then winked at me.
"You are?" mom asked me surprised. "You haven't done that since you
were a little girl." She then realized that she had just embarrassed me
further and then stopped talking, although the damage had been done.
"This food doesn't seem to be working on me like it has you Amanda,"
Stacy told me as she finished what was left. "Must be something else
that's doing that to you."
I began to feel the arousal start to rise again as thoughts of everyone
imagining me sleeping naked with my thumb in my mouth kept running
through my head. Oh God, I didn't want that to be the reason that I had
an orgasm. I quickly started to drink my milk again in hopes that its
coldness would help cool me off, but after I started swallowing it I
suddenly lost control and found myself involuntarily squirming and
thrusting my hips around in my seat and my legs locked around the legs
of my chair as I felt my whole body begin to quiver from of my
emotions. Thank God though that I was able to quiet my moans by
drinking the milk.
"Is she choking?" Amber asked worriedly. "She seems likes she's really
CJ began firmly patting me on my back as if to help me from choking and
said "You okay Amy? Everything going down all right?"
My legs were wrapped around the chair so tightly that I thought for a
moment it was going to break from the pressure but the feeling began to
pass just as I finished the milk and came up for air. I was breathing
heavily though and everyone looked at me with a worried look, except
for Ashley who couldn't seem to hide her amused grin.
"Can you breath okay dear," mom asked concerned. "Do you need some more
I nodded my head yes to both questions and she filled my glass back up
again. Oh God I felt like all the tension in my body just jumped up and
left from that; if it wasn't so embarrassing I'd have been glad it
happened... I hoped this counted as punishment, it certainly sucked.
"Just take it easy Amanda," CJ cooed as she stopped patting my back and
began to rub it gently. "These things happen to all of us sometimes."
'Oh please, yeah I hear all the time about people sitting naked and
having orgasm at the dinner table.' I hoped they actually thought I was
choking, that was less embarrassing than them knowing about what really
"I need to use the bathroom," I said as I wiped my face with my napkin.
"Please excuse me."
"Sure," CJ said and removed her hand from my back.
"Actually I do too," Lisa proclaimed. "Is there another one here I
"Yeah there is upstairs," Emily told her and then turned to me. "Why
don't you show her where it is on your way?"
Great, I couldn't seem to get a moment alone. I nodded my head that I
would do it and then scooted my chair back out so I could get up. I saw
immediately that the towel I was sitting on was soaked and sticking to
me and made getting up a bit trickier because I didn't want anyone to
notice that. I managed to get the towel off me without anyone seeing
but when I got up the lights from above the table made the leftover
residue on my nether region shine which I was afraid may have been
noticed, dammit! I quickly ran out of the room and into the hallway
before everyone did notice I was wet. Lisa had to catch up to me.
"Are you really okay Amanda?" she asked me sounding concerned as we
came to the stairs. "I mean what was going on with you?"
"I'm fine," I said to her plainly. "The other bathroom is up these
stairs and on the left hand side."
"Wait a minute," she said and grabbed my arm before I could walk away.
"I want you to know that I don't believe for a second what's going on
here. I can totally tell that those two are making you do this."
"Nobody's making me do anything," I said to Lisa in as convincing a
voice as I could make myself use. A part of me was thrilled with the
fact that she saw through Em and CJ's story and their act, but I also
knew that this could potentially make things worse if Lisa and Terry
tried and directly took them on, it wouldn't help either that this
f*&%ing collar I was wearing was bugged and was recording this
conversation. "Don't you remember? This was my idea."
"Yeah right," Lisa scoffed unconvinced. "Like someone like you would
come up with something like this. I mean really, we're supposed to
believe that you came up with this idea from watching The Passion and
having a dream about God? Sounds to more to me like two very perverted
women have something on you and are making you do this for their own
weird pleasure. I mean my God Amanda, look what they made you do out
She then looked down at my groin region and pointed out the residue of
my unwanted orgasm that was drying on my skin and another wave of shame
washed over me. God I hated that these personal things were so exposed
that they could be pointed out so easily.
"That must've been awful for you," she said sympathetically. "I know if
that had been me and I had just came at the dinner table with my
parents and friends sitting around they'd never be able to get me out
of the bathroom ever again, and to have been naked on top of that. I'd
be crying my eyes out in shame forever. What did they do rig the chair
so it would vibrate or something?"
"They didn't do anything," I continued to lie and this time my voice
began to crack a little. "That thing with me just happened because I
so happy to be having dinner with my family and friends and that God's
plan for me was working so well. I was so overwhelmed with joy that I
guess my body got carried away."
Lisa just looked at me with a look of disbelief.
"Honestly that's what happened," I said almost pleadingly. "Why would
those two want to blackmail me into doing something like this, and if
they did wouldn't they come up with a different plan then that one? I
mean really who would come up with an idea about a religious nudist?"
"There's some crazy people in this world," Lisa shot back without
blinking an eyelash. "I believe at least two of them are sitting in
there at that dinner table, and I'm not talking about Stacy and Ashley.
It's obvious that they really have you because I can tell you're scared
and you're going to defend them to protect yourself, and from what it
looks like your family too, from whatever it is they're threatening you
"They're not threatening me," I told her again knowing I had to keep
this up. "You shouldn't go around accusing people of things especially
when you don't know them. I'm so sure like I would have anything that
anyone could use to make me do something like this if I didn't want to.
You guys have known me long enough to know I don't do anything like
"Actually honey I don't know that," she answered while looking me in
the eyes. "Sure I've never seen you get into trouble but like everyone
else I don't really know that much about what you do. I've never seen
you hang out with friends or at the mall or doing anything other than
going to school and going home. Before this did you have any friends?"
"No not really," I said with a sigh. Personally I didn't really feel
like I had any friends that moment either.
"Is that how the two of them got their hooks into you in the first
"They don't have their hooks in me."
"If you went and put on some clothes and came back into the dining room
what would happen?"
"I don't have any clothes to wear anymore," I pointed out to her
referring to the burning of them in the backyard earlier.
"Okay then if you put on my coat and went back in there what would
"I wouldn't put your coat on because that would go against what God
wants me to do." I couldn't believe I was arguing this point.
"Okay, let's say I somehow made you put my coat on and go back in
there. What would happen?"
"Why would you make me do that for?"
"Just answer my damn question," Lisa replied sounding annoyed at my
"Nothing would happen," I answered, "other than me having to explain to
God how you made me put on your coat despite knowing his wishes about
Actually I'd probably get into a lot of trouble.
"They really do have you don't they," she said as she shook her head in
disbelief. "They must have worked with you to give answers like that
because I can't imagine we'd be the only ones to question this. Are
they making you have sex with people or anything like that?"
"No!" I shouted being truthful for once. "Nobody could ever make me do
that! No matter what they had on me."
"So they do have something on you?"
"No!" I shouted again. "They don't have anything on me and no one's
making me do anything. Please, Lisa, you have to believe that. That's
why I had you and Terry come over tonight, so you could see that things
"Well that's funny considering it wasn't you who called us," she said
with a raised eyebrow. "Imagine my surprise when this Emily person who
I've never met suddenly calls me and tells me that you would like me to
come over to
your house for dinner, I thought it was some kind of joke. Here Terry
and I have been wondering all week what's been up with you and here the
same day we confront you about it we get this call from this mystery
woman inviting us over to see how you live. Seems pretty suspicious to
"Emily's not a mystery woman; she's my friend," I said pretending to be
bothered by her comments, even though she was right to say them. "She
and CJ have been a big support for me doing this and they've helped
take care of me and to
make sure I'm safe. I told them about you and they came up that I
should have you over tonight."
"But you said earlier that this was your idea," she pointed out to me.
"So now you're telling me this was their idea."
"Well, I don't know who's idea it was exactly but we agreed on it."
Dammit I could feel myself starting to unravel, I wished I could get
into the bathroom and hide for awhile.
"And just out of curiosity," Lisa went on, "how did you get Terry's
phone number? It's unlisted and I know that she never gave it to you."
Oh God how could I answer that one? I wished she would stop asking me
these questions. I wished I could just convince her to just leave this
alone but as I'd found being naked in front of someone felt very
vulnerable and that made it hard to stand up to them.
"I don't know," I told her defeatedly. "They must've gotten it from
"Couldn't imagine who," Lisa said flatly not believing me. "Amanda,
stop fighting this. It's obvious from the looks of you and the things
going on around you that this is something that's being forced on you."
"It's not Lisa," I said in a last attempt to convince. "You've got this
wrong. Please just drop this before you ruin what I'm trying to do."
"Or get you in more trouble with your blackmailers," she added.
"Lisa..." I began to plead before she cut me off.
"Amanda." she began "I don't believe you and there's no way I'm not
going to do anything while this awful thing happens to you. I know we
don't know each other that well but I've been around you enough to know
that you're neither
religious nor someone who would ever run around town naked. I don't
know what's going on with Stacy and Ashley and that little church girl
friend of yours,
although I could see Stacy and Ashley being dumb enough to buy into
this, but if they don't know or are going along with this then shame on
"Don't say any more Amanda," she said cutting me off. "I can see in
your eyes that you're scared. I have a cousin who works with a Federal
agency that I'm going to have check into this and if there is something
going on he'll find out about and take care it. Don't worry I'll wait
until after tonight to do this so that we won't ruin this little party
and make things harder on you for now."
Well that was a minor relief. What I was really worried about was what
the goddesses might try and do to her and Terry once they found this
out. I will admit though that there was a part of me right then that
wanted her desperately to contact her cousin; actually if it wasn't for
this damn collar I'd encourage it. What I wouldn't give to take this
damn thing off and put all of this behind me.
"Why don't you go on ahead and get yourself cleaned up like you were
going to," she said to me as she looked down again at my bare pelvic
area. "You said the other bathroom is up here?"
I nodded my head yes to her and didn't say anything else. I knew I
should have tried harder to convince her but it just wasn't in me and
anyway I now thought it might have been pointless as she saw through
this whole thing.
"Don't worry Amanda," she said comfortingly as she put her hand on my
arm and squeezed it. "We'll be discreet; and hey, if you are telling
the truth then that'll come out, although I know better. This is going
to end honey, I promise you that, and everything is going to be okay."
She gave me a quick hug, making sure not to rub her clothes on my wet
spot, and then went up the stairs to the second bathroom. I thought
about going up after her to talk some more but thought better of it. I
hoped the goddesses didn't blame me for not being able to convince her,
I also hoped Lisa could call her cousin before they got to her. All
this stress was going to give me a stroke soon.
God was this how I looked out there? I stared at myself in
mirror and was overwhelmed with shock at the sight it held. My face was
all sweaty and flush and I had strands of hair glued to sides of it
while over the rest of my body my skin was a mix of bright red from
blushing and pale white, which almost made me look like I had a mild
sunburn or something. Man and my breasts were all rosy colored and
full and my nipples look like they could pick their way though an ice
block, and I don't even want to talk about how my vaginal area looked
other than things had noticeably taken shape. I looked like some
hot-to-trot nymph, yet all of this was happening against my will. I
couldn't believe what Emily and CJ had done to me and were still doing
to me, this had gotten worse than any nightmare I'd ever had about
being naked and it was still going.
I wished so badly that Scott would find a way to get me away from them
right that minute or that somehow Lisa could contact her cousin before
the goddesses could do anything to her; neither of which seemed too
likely at that moment.
Goddammit, the bottom of my ass was bright red too, and of course
I was sure that everyone got a good look at that too when I left
Why did Lisa have to tell me all that shit for? If she would've just
kept her thoughts to herself and not told them to me, essentially
telling them to whoever was listening for Em and CJ, then she probably
could've called her cousin and they might not be the wiser and maybe
I'd have a chance. But since for whatever reason she felt she needed to
confront me about it that chance was probably sunk.
I washed myself up as best as I could without actually jumping into the
shower and then relieved myself in the toilet before going back out to
the dining room. I really didn't want to go back in there and I found
that I felt as shy and nervous about being naked as I ever had before.
I mean they all thought that my mom's food gave me an orgasm and they
had a firsthand look on how my body reacted when it did. When I
finally made myself walk back in there the first face I saw was that of
my mother and to my great joy she gave me the warmest and most loving
smile she'd ever given me and the look in her eyes told me that she
still loved me and wasn't ashamed of me. This was a great gift and just
what I needed to help me get my grip on myself back. I took my seat
back at the table. I glanced over at my dad and to my surprise he gave
me a look of reassurance as well which I found touching too. I never
thought I'd think this but right then I was really glad my parents were
Despite all the stress and shame I was feeling my appetite suddenly
came back and I found that I now had no trouble finishing off my plate
despite my food being cold. When mom went and brought out dessert I
finished mine before anyone else did and actually ate another piece
before I finally felt full.
It was at this time that Emily's cell phone began ringing.
"You can't turn that off at the dinner table?" my mom chastised Emily.
"Not all of us are done eating."
"Sorry mother," Emily said sarcastically as she took out her phone. "I
am an important person though so sometimes important things happen
during dinner that I need to know about."
Emily then answered the call and after talking for a few seconds I saw
a look of disappointment come across her face, as if she was told that
something didn't go right.
"That's too bad," Emily said into the phone, "well then we'll have to
go with CJ's plan. Yes take care of it now. Thank you." She then hung
up her phone and I couldn't help but notice the cold glance she gave to
Terry and Lisa before mentioning to my mom, "See the call was nice and
short and I received some important information. Hope this pleases you."
Shit, I had a feeling that info might've been about my conversation
with Lisa in the hallway; at least that look she gave her made me think
that. God I wanted to warn Lisa that she might be in a lot of trouble
but if I did I was going to be in more trouble myself, if I wasn't
already, and it probably wouldn't stop it anyway.
Once everyone was finished eating Terry announced that she and Lisa had
to be going. She claimed they had other plans later but they were glad
they had come over and thanked me and my parents for inviting them.
"This was very enlightening Amanda," Lisa said to me with a knowing
"You've really opened my eyes to what you're really all about."
"I just didn't want you to worry about me when there's nothing to worry
about," I told her holding out hope that maybe she'd believe me.
"Uh huh," she said pretending to believe. "Well why don't you walk us
out and you can explain some more of this to me before we go so I have
a more complete
"That's good idea Amanda," Emily agreed to my surprise. "Why don't you
see them out so that you can make sure they're convinced."
"Okay," I replied dutifully and made myself get up in front of
everybody although I intentionally avoided their expressions.
"You have a couple of pie crumbs on your tummy there Amy," CJ commented
as she quickly wiped them off with the side of her hand. "Oh you've got
some down here too." she said and then brushed her hand across my bare
labia, which had no crumbs on it. "Got 'em."
I heard Ashley try and suppress a giggle as I felt my skin get all
flushed again from embarrassment. Despite this I still led Terry and
Lisa out of the dining room and towards my front door.
"Lisa please believe me that no one is forcing me to do any of this," I
pleaded to her as we came to the door. "This is what I want and you're
going to make that harder for me."
"You mean harder for them," Terry jumped in. "Jesus Christ Amanda I
can't believe the gall of those two and what they're doing to you."
"They're not doing anything to me," I pleaded harder. "Except helping
"Like wiping invisible crumbs off your pussy?" Lisa harshly pointed
out. "I guess that would be the good Christian thing to do."
Shit they weren't fooled at all. I wished I could tip them off somehow
that they could be walking into an ambush, but I had no idea how
without giving myself up. God this whole house probably had cameras
everywhere that would catch
me doing it. Man I loved these two for figuring this out and wanting to
help me get out of this, most just blindly go along with it, but once I
again I was
helpless and trapped and unable to do anything to stop it. This was
going to suck.
"It's going to be okay Amanda," Terry said comfortingly as she put her
arm around my shoulders. "Lisa knows someone who should be able to help
"She knows," Lisa informed her.
"Oh good," Terry went on and gave me another squeeze. "And hey, even if
somehow he can't help you, we'll find another way. We both have huge
families who know lots of people and are all over the place. I don't
know who those two are, but they're obviously well connected and have
something over you, along with being evil perverted bitches. No one
should be made to do the things they've
made you do."
"Having dinner with your parents naked by itself is trauma enough for
most people," Lisa added. "I admire your perseverance to be able to
Like I have a choice.
"It's not perseverance it's God," I found myself saying. "That's how I
keep going, because I know this is what God wants."
"Are you like wired or something?" Terry asked curiously as the thought
of being listened in on seemed to cross her mind.
"How could she be?" Lisa pointed out. "Where would she put it? In her
cross? Although I guess the house could be. You think they go that far?"
"I'm not bugged," I told them. "You guys are paranoid."
"I'm calling my cousin first thing when we get home," Lisa said
ignoring me. "With there being a website and everything these two just
might be crazy enough to go that far."
"I agree," Terry responded. "I now have a new chill running down my
spine. We better go."
Terry gave me one last squeeze before letting me go which gave Lisa the
opening to give me a quick hug herself.
"We'll be careful," she whispered in my ear. "Hang in there Amanda."
That's what Scott always said, 'hang in there'. I was tired of hanging
"We'll see you soon," they both said to me as they were about to walk
out the door.
After they closed the door behind them I found myself saying a quick
prayer to God to please help them and watch over them, I felt it was
the least I could do. I watched them walk down to their car, which I
guess was Lisa's since
she was the one getting in the driver's seat, and said the prayer one
more time before I heard Emily walk up behind me.
"I'm sorry to hear we weren't able to convince them of your sincerity
to your cause," she said as she stood next to me and placed her hand on
my shoulder. "That is disappointing."
"I tried, I swear I did," I found myself blurting out despite myself.
"They just refused to believe me."
"I know sweetie," she whispered kindly as she squeezed my shoulder. "I
heard that you tried, you're just a really lousy convincer of things
that aren't true."
"You mean a liar?" I asked bravely.
"Yes," she agreed. "You're a shitty liar. It's amazing you've done as
well as you have. At least we have you motivated to follow orders."
"What's are you going to do to them?" I asked her referring to Lisa and
"Well we obviously have to do something," she replied as we watched
them drive off through the window. "We can't have them getting certain
people involved in this since it could get things off track."
"Please don't hurt them," I begged. "They don't know what they're
"We're not going to hurt them," she said reassuring me. "We're just
going to put them on ice."
"What does that mean?" I asked worriedly.
"While we were in the backyard burning your clothes and eating weenies
we had three pounds of pot planted in the trunk of their car." Emily
explained with a smug look on her face. "Within a few minutes our
friends in the police
department will be pulling them over for the broken license plate light
we had done and will arrest them when they find all that herb back
there. It was CJ's idea and we hope for their sakes that they'll
be so busy trying to keep their asses out of prison that they'll forget
all about saving you."
"Oh God you didn't!" I said out shock.
"You know full well we did," she reminded me. "Believe me I ain't
thrilled about having to do it. I hate the thought of all that really
good bud sitting in that evidence locker for months instead of on the
street where it belongs."
"You're sick," I said in disgust. "Do you even realize that what you're
doing is not just to them but those who love them? Are you really more
worried about your shit then the lives of human beings?"
"Hey if they had backed off and kept their mouths shut they'd be
okay." she defended herself. "Hell we'd even give them a job if it kept
their mouths shut. Tell their families that if they get upset."
"I'm strong willed sweetie."
She then took her hand off my shoulder and walked over to the window
and peered out as if she was looking for something. "Oh there it is."
she said to herself and then pointed out the window for me to see what
she was looking at.
"What's my car doing here?" I asked as I saw my white Toyota parked
across the street. Last I knew it was still at Gale's.
"We had the tank filled and brought over while we were eating," Emily
"Who brought it over?" I asked.
"No one you know."
"Why is it here?"
"You're going to be driving it in a few minutes," she told me. "Since
you were really good tonight and took your medicine well you'll be
getting the easier punishment. But it is a punishment nonetheless and
it starts with you driving by yourself down to Eugene tonight."
I didn't want to drive to Eugene. I thought this over and over as I
laid across CJ's bed in what used to be my bedroom and stared at the
lights flicker about the room. But I mean Jesus, Eugene's over a
hundred miles away and the last time I was there I had to attend both a
football game and a church service without the luxury of wearing
clothes like everyone else had, and it didn't help that I'd be by
myself for the whole drive which made me feel extra vulnerable. What if
I got pulled over or broke down or something? My car wasn't exactly new
you know and who knew if they tampered with it somehow. The one good
thing was that at least it'd be dark out so I wouldn't be so easily
noticed by other drivers. That was a small comfort though.
Emily sent me up here after we said good bye to Amber, who thanked me
and my parents graciously for having her over but had to be up early
tomorrow for a prayer meeting at her church. "If I don't see you
tomorrow," she said to me just before she left, "then I'll see you on
Saturday for the party."
"You're coming to the party?" I'd asked her as this was a bit of a
surprise to me.
"Well yes," she answered as if that was stupid. "I was invited and told
that you would like it if I came so that means I'm coming. You do want
me there don't you?"
"Oh gosh yes," I answered happily. "In fact I wish you didn't have to
"Well I'm very faltered by that Amanda," she said proudly as she gave
me a warm hug. "If you ever need me just let me know. Until then make
sure you keep saying
In the situation I was in praying was all I could do, at least I still
had control of my thoughts. I was sure the goddesses would love to take
control of that too if they could, in fact I was almost surprised they
hadn't tried. Boy I must say for this being a round bed and all it sure
was comfy, if I wasn't so wide awake and nervous I could easily see
myself falling asleep on it. How nice it would be to wrap myself in
some warm blankets and try and forget all about what was going on, but
of course I couldn't wrap up in blankets because it would make my skin
hurt thanks to the poison those bitches gave me. I needed to find but
what that antidote was and take a shitload of it before this could
become permanent. Oh this all sucked!
"Hey baby girl," CJ said cheerfully as she burst into the room,
good and rested for your adventure tonight?"
"Do I really have to drive to Eugene tonight?" I asked as if somehow I
heard it wrong.
"Yes you really have to drive to Eugene tonight," she said in a
sarcastic mimic of my voice. "What you think we're just f*&%ing
with you or something?"
"It's always my hope," I replied.
"Well we're not," she told me as she came and laid down next to me on
her bed and began stroking my bare leg. "This is what you get for
disobeying us about drinking coffee. In fact just to give you the 411
we took out your car
registration and proof of insurance from your glove box just to give
you that much more incentive to not get pulled over, although you won't
have your license with you either or any other ID for that matter. We
did put a cell phone in there though in case we need to talk to you,
but you can't call out with it."
"Shit, do you have the dome light fixed to come on whenever I pass
another car too?" I said out of frustration to the conditions.
"No, but I wish I had thought of that," she replied with a laugh. "You
will be barefoot though and as usual you can't take any clothes or
covering that may somehow be offered you."
That part I'd already figured out. It was going to be weird having to
drive all that way barefoot though, I'd have to hit the gas and brake
pedals harder because of that.
"What if I have an accident or the car breaks down or something?" I
"I hope someone helps you, because we're not going to be anywhere near
there," she told me plainly which made me more nervous.
"Where are you going to be?" I asked with a tremble in my voice.
"Em and the girls are on their way to Gale's right now," CJ explained.
"They're going to use the new hot tub over there tonight while they're
watching you on a monitor. I know Stacy is really excited about both of
those things; in fact she said that taking a long drive while naked is
one of her fantasies and she couldn't believe you were doing that
tonight. She sure does have a lot of exhibitionist fantasies, maybe we
ought to have her give us some ideas on what to have you do in the near
future since she thinks about this so much. I mean she does deserve a
reward for her performance with Mr. Green this morning."
Oh God, Stacy would probably come up with something even worse than
what these guys had so far. That would really be saying something too.
And what was worse was that Stacy really thought she was helping me by
doing these things, which was noble in its own way, but by doing them
she was making my life worse and unknowingly hers as well. If she
only knew who these two, and Ashley for that matter, really were and
how much danger she was in.
"I'm staying here with your folks though," CJ continued. "I can watch
you in Em's room if I need to and this way I can get your parents ready
for when they leave for Seattle tomorrow night. That and I can't say
that I like how
your dad ignores me now so I wanna work on that as well."
"Oh come on CJ," I said in disgust. "How do you expect him to act when
he finds out you've been turning me into your own private nudist
against my will? He's my father for Christ's sake and despite some of
the things he's done I'm
still his daughter and he loves me. You should be happy he even looks
"I know but I don't like it anyway," she replied selfishly. "It makes
me feel bad when someone whom I'm used to having drool all over
themselves at the sight of me suddenly acts like I got a disease or
Oh my heart bled for her.
"You're not going to try and have sex with him are you?" I asked as the
image of that crept unwontedly in my head.
"Only if I have to," she said sounding too serious for my liking.
"CJ please..." I began to beg.
"Oh don't worry I'm just going to make him want me despite his hating
me," she said assuredly. "I don't plan on f*&%ing him. Anyway it's
about time we get you going baby girl, it's getting late."
"What if someone tries to attack me or something?" I asked as I was
still worried about being alone. "They might see me and try to rape me
or something. What if that happens?"
"You'll be okay," she said as she squeezed my thigh with her hand as
reassurance. "God will be watching over you."
"But God sometimes has this bad habit of not intervening," I explained
out of desperation. "I thought you always had people watching me to
make sure I was
"Did we?" she said acting unsure. "Hmm I'll have to look into that. But
that's not for you to worry about right now, right now you need to
worry about making it to Eugene and completing the rest of your
"But I don't want to do this alone," I openly admitted in the tone of
voice that would make any whinny child proud. "I'm scared okay, I'm
scared of what might happen. I'm even more scared than you usually have
me. Can't you or someone else go with me if I have to do this?"
"Oh that's sweet," she said sounding flattered. "Each day you grow to
love me even more. But I'm too tired to go to there tonight, and like I
said I need to make your dad fall for me again which right now is very
important to my ego. I know you're scared and you should be, but sooner
or later you're going to have to do something like this on your own
since this is how you're going to be living. Plus think of it this way,
would you rather be your friends Terry and Lisa now? I checked and they
are currently sitting in the back of a squad car, probably pissing
themselves and wondering where all that weed came from, and soon
they'll be on their way to the county jail for the weekend where
they'll enjoy a nice strip search for their troubles."
A huge pang of guilt suddenly gripped my body. "Don't put them in
there," I found myself saying. "Please. Getting arrested should be
scary enough for them, don't make them spend a weekend in jail."
"We have to baby," she said unmoved as she took her hand off my thigh.
"A lesson must be taught."
"But they don't know you," I continued to plead. "It's not like they
have a vendetta against you or anything. They just want to do what they
think is right. Please don't punish them for wanting to help me."
"It's just the one weekend, they'll survive," she said coldly as she
got off the bed and stood up. "Believe me what we're doing to them is
nothing compared to most people who've tried to get in our way. Now
c'mon and get up, time for you to go."
She motioned for me to get up and as much as I just wanted to keep
lying there I soon found myself standing on my feet and being led out
of the room.
"Em told you where to go once you got to Eugene didn't she?" CJ asked
as we reached the top of the stairs in the hallway.
"I'm supposed to go the hotel we were at last week," I answered her.
"And then?" CJ prodded for the rest.
"Then I'm supposed to go in and meet Casey and wait for her to get off
"Very good. She knows you're coming so she'll be expecting you."
"I'm not sure I remember how to get there though," I told her
worriedly. "Can I have a map or something?"
"Don't have a map," she told me, "you'll just have to drive around
until you remember. Hope you won't run out of gas. You did use the
bathroom already like you were told didn't you?"
"Yes," I answered submissively. "What if I have to go while I'm
"Pull over and use the bushes or stop at restaurant and use the
facilities," she said with a slight laugh. "You can even piss on the
floor of your car if you want to. I imagine the smell from that would
get to you though. Oh yeah
there's one last thing I need to tell you. The radio in your car is set
to an AM talk station, make sure you leave it there and leave it on.
The guy who
hosts the show for the next few hours is someone we know and we may
call in to his show tonight while you're driving."
"Why?" I asked her feeling intrigued by this new development.
"To give you any new instructions we may feel like giving you in case
things get too boring," she said excitedly. "Remember that you have an
audience and you are expected to put on a show of some kind. It's a
good chance though that
we won't be giving you direct orders but subtle suggestions so we
won't seem like we own you. I'm sure you'll find his show very
interesting and will help pass
the time on your long drive."
"Why don't you just call me on that cell phone you gave me instead of
"This is more fun," she said gleefully. "The phone is in case of an
emergency or if the show is in commercial. Make sure you pay attention
though, you won't want to miss any messages."
"What happens when I get to Casey?"
"She'll give you the next part. Now go tell your folks good bye and
you'll try and make it back before they leave tomorrow. Then you're off
on your adventure sweetcheeks."
"Okay Amy," CJ said as she held open the front door for me,
go. We'll be watching you so make us proud."
I fumbled my car keys in my hand as I took in a deep breath to calm my
nerves. It was a little past 8 o'clock and all the streetlights were
now on, and with my car being across the street I'd be in plain sight
of anyone driving by or looking out their window, not to mention it'd
gotten even colder outside.
"I wouldn't be able to talk you into warming my car up for me would I?"
I asked hoping for a delay.
"Yeah right," she scoffed. "having you do those things is part of the
fun. Now step out on the porch baby girl so I can close this door
all the cold air gets in here. I don't want to catch a cold."
"Take one of your vitamins. Aren't they supposed to keep that from
happening?" I suggested with in droll tone.
"Very funny smart ass," she replied and then began pushing me outside.
"Now good luck and don't be late, it wouldn't be nice to make Casey
have to go out and look for you because you took too long."
Casey! I couldn't say I was real thrilled with the idea of seeing her
since she wasn't all that nice last time, not to mention I still
remembered that look she gave me when CJ ordered her to strip out in
the hotel parking lot which meant she might somehow blame me for that
even though I had nothing to do with it.
Once CJ had me outside she quickly shut the door behind me and I could
hear it being locked. A car suddenly drove past the house which made me
jump back against the door and reminded me that I was now out in the
open and completely vulnerable to anyone who might be coming. Shit I
needed to get in my car.
Even though I wanted to hurry and get across the street my modesty
handicapped me and I couldn't help but take gingerly steps down the
front stairs and to the sidewalk as I kept looking from side to side to
see if anyone was
coming or was watching me. Once I reached the curb I looked both ways
and was relieved to see that no car was coming and I decided that this
was as good of a chance
as I was going to get to cross. Since the street was so well lit I
didn't have any trouble making myself hurry across it, but I was
looking around me the whole time wondering if anyone was looking at me.
Once I made it across I ran over to my car and tried to open the
driver's side door. It was locked. Goddammit why did they lock it for?
I hurriedly looked through my keys to try and find the one that unlocks
it, but I was having trouble since it was dark out and the streetlights
created so many shadows. Shit it was cold out there too; the bottoms of
my feet were already starting to feel numb from having to stand
barefoot on the frigid pavement, where was that f*&%ing key! Oh
great there was a car coming. I take that back there were two cars
coming, both from the same direction. I needed to get in before they
saw me. Shit there was the key, thank God. I crouched down as the
headlights from the oncoming cars began to shine on me and tried to
unlock my car door, but it was so shadowy I had trouble getting the key
into the lock properly which resulted in me dropping the keys on the
ground. Shit! I crouched down fully next to my car as I heard the first
car start to go by. I was hidden well enough that none of its lights
shone on me and I breathed a sigh of relief when the second one went by
without noticing as well. I reached down under my car and felt for my
keys that I heard land under there. Once I found them I again had to
locate the one that unlocked my door which took even longer than last
time. When I at last found it I again fumbled with it trying to get it
into the lock but this time I found it easier. Boy once I got in I was
turning the heat on full blast.
I stood up to open my door and just as I did I my upper body was
illuminated by the headlights of another car that had just turned down
the road. I quickly ducked back down but I heard the sound of brakes
being applied and the car slowing down as if I had been seen. Shit! Not
even thinking I quickly opened my car door and slipped in before the
passing car could stop and turn around and without even looking for it
I had the ignition key in and the engine turned on. As much as I wanted
to put the car in Drive and take off I had to hold off because all my
windows were all fogged over from my car sitting out there in the cold.
I hit the button on my dash for the defrosters and revved the gas a
couple of times to try and warm it up faster but this actually caused
the windshield to get even frostier at first, and I could see the
headlights from the car that passed creeping up back behind me. Good
God were these people going to come and confront me or something? I was
inside now, why didn't they just drive off? I turned on my windshield
removed much of the outside mist but it was still too blurry to see
well enough and the back windshield was only beginning to clear. The
headlights from behind me were now filling my car up with light as they
parked behind... what did they want? I hoped it wasn't somebody I knew.
I heard the sounds of a car door opening and slamming and saw the
shadow of someone begin to approach my car. I heard a male voice say
something outside but I couldn't quite hear clearly over the voices
that were coming out of my radio, which comes on when my car does. I
turned it down just as the shadow stopped at my window and knocked on
I was numb with nervousness as I sat there and tried to figure out what
to do. I didn't answer him and somehow hoped this would inspire him to
go away. It didn't work though because he suddenly knocked again. The
mist was beginning
to clear from both of my windshields and soon it would be clear enough
for me to drive, but it would also let whoever is outside get a better
look at me.
"Is she answering?" a female voice asked from behind my car startling
"She's not doing anything," the voice of the man replied.
"What do you want?" I yelled out to him as the mist on my side window
was beginning to clear.
"Oh, um, we're big fans of yours," the male answered as I saw the
shadow of a face lean down by my window. "We've been driving around
hoping to see you Amanda."
Oh Jesus you had to be kidding. People were out driving around looking
"I don't really have time," I said to him hurriedly. "I have to be
"We just want a quick picture if we could," the voice asked as more
mist cleared from the window. "I promise we won't try and kidnap you or
anything. Please? It would mean a lot to my wife."
God they wanted a picture, another f*&%ing picture. There was a
whole damn website full of those pictures of me and yet that didn't
seem to be enough, somebody always wanted another. I needed to get out
of there. The thing of it was though that one of my rules was to let
people take my picture and if I didn't let them I would risk more
punishment. Oh God this just never went smoothly for me.
"Wow," the man shouted as the last of the mist cleared from the window
giving us both a clear view of each other. "Your skin practically glows
in the dark doesn't it? It's as if it has it's own light."
"Huh thanks," I said sarcastically. I was so glad he reminded me of one
of my flaws. "Can you promise that this won't take long?"
"Well be as quick as we can Amanda," he said excitedly. "We'd just like
a couple of shots."
"Can you just take one of me sitting in here?" I asked.
"Well it's just my wife would like to be in it," he explained as I took
in his face through the now clear window. God he was rather
professional looking. "I promise you we won't trouble you long."
Knowing that I probably had to do this I let out a big sigh and with my
engine still running I opened my door and prepared to step back out
into the cold.
"Oh thank you," he said gratefully as he motioned for his wife to come
over. "My God you are beautiful."
"Uh thank you," I said embarrassed as I noticed my dome light had come
on and I was now fully illuminated. "What are your names?"
"Oh I'm Michael," the man told me just as his young wife came and stood
next to him. "This here is my lovely wife Jolene. She was the one that
figured out that you live in this town and that we should come look for
"I just think you're awesome," she said to me unabashedly as I noticed
how short, curvy, and attractive she was. "We drove all the way from
Newberg here to try and see you. I can't believe we found you out here
"Well, not to be rude but I'm in a hurry," I said to her trying to
hurry this up. "Can we do this quickly please?"
"Surely Murley," Michael replied as she pulled his camera phone from
jacket. "Would you mind standing with her under the street light so I
can get a good shot? The flash on this phone isn't very strong."
Oh he would ask that. Wanting to get this over with I chose not to
protest and made myself walk under the streetlight next to our cars.
Jolene came over next to me and put her arm around my waist and
snuggled up next to me for the picture. I actually snuggled back to
help keep me warm as the chilly air caused me to shiver.
"Okay hold it there ladies," Michael said to us as he aimed his
camera phone. "Smile for me."
Just as he was about to snap the shot a line of cars appeared and were
about to pass us. Dammit with me standing there like that I'd stand out
to them when they went by. Oh God I could have just died. 'Hurry with
the picture taking asshole.'
"Got it," Michael proclaimed as he snapped the shot. "Can I get just
one more with the two of you standing next to our car?"
A series of laughter came from the first car as it passed by us. I
could hear the next car start to slow down as Jolene took my arm and
led me next to their car and leaned us back against it just as the
second car went by. I glanced over at the second car for just a second
but it was enough to see the two shocked faces looking back at me
through their rear windshield. Good thing they weren't the ones driving.
"Smile again please," Michael asked as he snapped another shot.
"Perfect. Now let me check these to make sure they turned out all
As he watched his phone I tried to move away and go back to my car but
Jolene still had a lock on my arm and she held me there as the last car
drove by us and with somebody inside yelling "Holy shit that girl's
"I just wanted to tell you," Jolene began as she whispered to me "that
I wish I could do what you're doing. I love being naked and like you I
feel more spiritual when I am, but there is no way I could do any of
the things you've done no matter how much the thought of it excites me.
I envy you greatly, this must be so invigorating."
"It's also very cold sometimes too," I told her as I longed to get into
the cover of my car.
"I bet," she said as her eyes moved over my goosefleshed covered body.
"It's amazing you haven't gotten ill." She then turned to her husband.
"How did they turn out babe?"
"Great," he said pleased. "Here have a look."
"I need to go," I said not wanting to look at the picture.
"Thank you so much Amanda," Jolene said to me as she gave me a bear
"This means so much to me."
"You're welcome," I said as I tried to break her tight hug. "It was
nice to meet you two."
"Wow your skin feels wonderful," Jolene proclaimed as her hands began
moving over my back. "It's like a baby. How do you get it to feel like
"Elvin magi,." I told her as I managed to pull away. "Girl's got to
keep some secrets. I have to go now."
I practically ran to my car and jumped into the seat. It was now that I
noticed that there was no towel on my seat like there usually was. I
was going to have to clean this thing off when I was done tonight. At
least leaving my car running had gotten it warmed up good.
"Thanks again for sharing your time with us," Michael called to me
before I closed my door. "God bless you Amanda."
"God bless you two as well," I replied politely and then slammed my
I took some deep breaths to help get the warm air flowing through my
body and to help calm my nerves. God that was embarrassing. Yeah they
were nice and all but was this type of thing going to start happening
all the time? I hoped
not. The last thing I needed was my unknowing fans making these
missions more difficult, and more embarrassing. Those people that drove
by us were probably still shocked from the sight of me and would be
talking about it for days to come. Knowing my luck they'd probably come
across me on the web and say "that's her!" and show everybody they know
the pictures of the naked girl they drove by on the street. That
thought sent a shiver of shame up my spine as I turned up the heat. I
looked in my rearview mirror and saw that Michael and Jolene were both
looking at the pictures he took with great excitement, Jolene was
practically jumping up and down before the two of them began kissing
right in front of their car. Boy I wished I could feel that happy and
loved, and she said she was envious of me, crazy. I looked over at my
house and saw CJ looking down at me from the top floor window. She
looked like she had an amused expression on her face and when she
noticed that I was looking at her she just smiled and gave me a thumbs
up sign. Oh I wished I could kill her. I turned the radio back up and
was kinda glad it was at a commercial so I wouldn't have to pay
attention to it right now, and then finally I put my car in drive and
drove off down the street. Man I was already sick of this mission and
it had only started. 'Please God keep me safe.'
Oh man why were so many cars out that night?
I was merging onto I-5 and had to slow down so that I could slide in
between two cars without having to get next to the large semi truck
that was in the middle lane. I didn't want to risk there being a
passenger in the big truck because if there was they would easily be
able to look down at me from where they were; even with it being dark
the interstate was lit enough so that parts of me were well
illuminated. I was trying to crouch down as best I could to hide my
bare breasts from anyone who might drive next to me, and I had pulled
my seat forward a little so that I could stay like that and still
easily check my mirrors. I was trying to get a grip on myself so that I
could calm down and not have an accident, but after what happened in
town it was going to take a lot of deep breathes to cool my nerves.
The drive through town to get to the interstate was easy enough at
first but once I got on the main road things were a little trickier. I
had to stop at two red lights before I could get out of town and both
times I got discovered. When I stopped at the first light I was driving
in the left hand lane and had to sit behind a little Honda Accord, and
at first no one was in the right lane. At the time I was still thinking
about Jolene and Michael and how they had been driving around and
looking to see if they'd spot me, and it occurred to me that Michael
had said that they were from Newberg and that Jolene had figured out
somehow that I lived here. How in the hell did she figure that out?
Dammit I was in such a hurry to get the pictures taken I didn't think
to ask that. Just as I was thinking this I saw two big headlights in my
rearview mirror that were approaching me from the right lane.
Oh shit it was a school bus!
I looked up at the traffic light and it was still showing red as the
school bus came to a stop in the lane next to me. I looked over at the
bus and saw that I was crouching in perfect view of several middle
school children, mostly boys, who took immediate notice of what I was
doing. They must have been on a field trip of some kind. I had hoped at
first that it would be too dark for them to see in but when I saw all
the pointing fingers and sudden addition of new faces in the school bus
windows I knew they must have enough light. I moved my arm to cover me
as I felt the warm wave of shame flow over me and looked away from them
and prayed for the light to change. When it did I breathed a small sigh
of relief and readied myself to drive off as soon as possible but for
whatever reason the car in front of me wouldn't go. I was about to honk
my horn but then stopped myself because I was worried about the
attention it would draw. I heard the bus put itself in gear but it too
was not pulling off and when I glanced over at it the windows were all
full of multiple young facing looking at me as if they had never seen
anything like me before, which they probably hadn't. Oh Goddammit they
were all going to tell their parents about this too. Lord knew what
they were going to think.
Finally the car in front of me pulled off and when he did I punched the
gas with my foot and soon I both pulled away and pulled in front of the
bus in the right lane. I wasn't thinking about anything else
other then I wanted to get out of town and I literally screamed out
loud when I had to stop at for the second light just before the
interstate exit. At the time I was relieved that the vehicle that
pulled up next to me was just a car and couldn't see anything below the
tops of my shoulders from where it was, but none the less the person in
it gave me an odd look. It must've looked obvious that I was trying to
hide myself but I didn't care as long as it was working. I was staring
at the light hoping I could make it turn green with my thoughts when I
noticed two people, a young man and his girlfriend, were crossing the
street in front of me from the other side. Oh crap where did they come
from? I tried to crouch down even further so they wouldn't see me but
all that did was draw their attention. The guy crinkled his brow as if
he wasn't sure about what he saw and
when they stepped up onto the curb he pointed me out to the girl.
Turn green you f'n light!
The two of them walked over by the passenger side of my car and peered
in at me. Good Lord these two had no problem with boundaries did they?
I continued staring at the light and attempted to ignore them but when
they both started laughing I almost became unglued.
"Is it laundry day or something toots?" the guy yelled to me from
outside my car. "Nothing clean to wear?"
"Hey!" I heard someone else yell. "Hey goddammit you're that girl from
the other day!"
I looked over to car that was next to me and I saw that the driver had
gotten out and was coming over to me with a pissed look on his face.
Jesus Christ what was he doing, he'd parked in the middle of the street.
"You f*&%ed up my other car you little bitch!" he screamed at me as
he leaned down to my window.
"What are you talking about?" I said in near terror as I instantly
covered myself with my arms.
"You were the one who caused me to get into that accident the other
morning when you were out shaking your ass in the rain!" he shouted as
spit from his mouth landed on my window.
Oh crap it was that guy! The guy who rear ended that other car at the
stop sign the other day when Gale made me jog to school in the rain.
Shit he must've recognized me somehow.
"Get out of the Goddamn car!" he yelled and then tried to open my door,
which luckily automatically locked when I turned on the engine. "You're
going to pay for what you did!"
"Dude, chill," I heard the girl on the other side of my car say to him.
"She can't get out, she's naked."
"Naked!" the screamed in amazement and then began to take a closer look
at me. "You're going around completely naked now?"
It was then that I heard a horn honk behind us and I looked up and saw
that light had turned green. Without even thinking about it I hit the
gas and drove off as fast as I could. I felt the car go over something
and when I checked my rearview I saw the man in the street jumping up
and down and holding his foot. Damn I must've ran over it, shit he was
going really be pissed at me now. He shouldn't have gotten out of his
car though the stupid asshole.
"And now, back to Around Town with Jamie Brown on AM 1080," the radio
announcer said I drove down the freeway.
Why the hell did they want me to listen to this dork? All he'd done so
far was to make a bunch of unfunny jokes about the President and he
kept talking about how he wanted to do Paris Hilton, as if she wasn't
doing enough people right now. It was hard enough knowing that I was
going to be driving naked for almost the next two hours but to have to
listen to talk radio crap like this made it that much more annoying,
this by itself should count enough as punishment. CJ did say though
that they might be calling in to the show to give messages to me and I
knew that if I missed them I'd be in even more trouble. Trouble? I was
18 years and I still had to worry about getting in
trouble for not doing what I was told, and these two were worse than my
parents ever were. Shit another high bed truck was going to pass me, at
least he was going fast though so he probably wasn't going to notice.
Good he didn't, hurray. I thought I'd stay in the left lane for so I
could hide from other cars better, and since it was the interstate I
wouldn't have to stop for lights and worry about people on foot
"...and that's why George Bush is going to lose this election,"
Jamie Brown proclaimed through the radio. "There's just no way he can
win Ohio and most of the polls I've seen support this. Come tuesday I
expect to see the President run crying to his daddy for comfort and
then I expect George Sr. to have to explain to him how to handle
getting kicked out of office just like he did."
The election. In all that'd been going on I'd actually forgotten about
it. What I'd like to vote for was the goddesses to be buried at the
bottom of the ocean. God it felt weird sitting on this seat with no
towel and just my bare butt, and using the pedals with no shoes didn't
feel right either. I wished I could cross my legs or something so that
I wouldn't feel so open, I just knew there was a camera down there
filming this. What I wouldn't give to just be able to put on a pair of
panties so that I could feel at least a little secure, I'd almost
forgotten what being secure felt like.
"As those of you who listen to the show know," Jamie began to explain
"I spend a lot of my free time on the web looking at porn and other
cool sites I can find.
Well last night when I got home after the show there was a message on
my machine from Lars Emerson who most of you know has a show on earlier
than mine. On the message he explained that he and his wife went
to the Blazer game last night and before they got to the parking area
they saw a naked girl walking down the
street. He explained how when he saw her he thought of me and wanted to
tell me so I'd be jealous. Well the jerk was right I was terribly
jealous, it's always been a fantasy of mine to see a naked girl out for
a walk while I'm driving and it got wasted on him."
Oh man I didn't like where this was going.
"This afternoon," Jamie went on "after I had left a long curse filled
message to Lars's voice mail I received a call from a friend of mine
saw the girl too and pointed me to this website I'm about to talk
about. Get this... It turns out this naked girl who Lars and my buddy
saw last night is a virgin. That's right, a virgin. VirginAmanda.net is
what the site is called and it's full of pictures and video of this
proclaimed virgin running around naked or nearly naked in all sorts of
different places, including the Ducks game last saturday."
I thought I now knew why CJ wanted me to listen to this guy. I sure
hoped this creep was so unpopular he had no listeners.
"I've seen many different adult sites on the web over the years," Jamie
bragged over the radio. "I've seen sites with women who've had arms
amputated getting gang banged by Asian men and a site with midgets
playing nude Twister
so I've seen every kind of nasty thing you could imagine. Never in all
my imagination did I think I'd ever find a site about a girl who's
still a virgin who
spends all her time naked and streaks college football games, and
that's the whole of this site I'm talking about. It turns out this sexy
little Virgin Mary is doing this because she thinks God wants her to.
I'm not making this up. If you go to her site you'll a find a section
completely devoted to Bible quotes and other religious rhetoric, which
is something you don't find on the average nudie website. I can't
imagine though that this section of her site gets many hits, I mean it
made me feel guilty about looking at this and I'm not a Christian."
I wanted to change the station. Hearing my virginity being publicly
announced over the radio made me feel faint and for a second I thought
I was going to have to pull over. I did manage to calm down by taking
deep breaths and focusing on the road even though an image of people
rushing to their computers kept filling my head.
"At first I didn't buy the God angle," Jamie went on. "I figured it was
just a gimmick to get her noticed and try to cash in on the Jesus craze
that The Passion started, but then I found a statement saying that all
profits from the website and merchandise sold on it would be donated to
charities like the Oregon Food Bank and the Salvation Army. That just
floored me because that means she's not making any money from this, she
claims to not take a salary for herself or anything either, it's all
supposed to bring people to God and to remind people of their so called
lack of shame. I don't know if this is genius or insane but knowing
that my money is going to a good cause does take away a lot of the
guilt of looking at this, in fact I feel I'm doing my humanitarian duty
by subscribing to this site. It's like God actually wants me to look at
naked young girls."
Oh there was a cop parked up ahead of me. I was only going 65, that was
the limit so I knew that I should be okay. I wished I could drive
faster but I couldn't risk getting pulled over since I didn't have my
license with me nor my insurance card, registration, any proof of who I
was, and I was completely naked without anything at all to put on. Any
cop who pulled me over would have no choice but to take me in and Lord
knows when the goddesses would bail me out. God I wouldn't be able to
cover myself either if I was taken into custody and I would have to sit
there naked in a cell. This sent a cold shiver down my spine.
"I'm bringing up the website now on the computer I have in front of me
here in the studio," Jamie continued. "When I find a new site I usually
look around it first before I join to see how well put together
everything is. One of the many things about VirginAmanda.net that I
have to praise is how much free stuff they have for non-members, I mean
most sites just have a handful of pics for free and most of the time
they don't show any nudity, but this site has a whole section of free
pictures that contains at least a hundred various shots of her to
download as well as a different free video every five days. In fact
there's even a non-member chatroom and message board and you can
purchase and download other videos for just five bucks apiece, it's
quite impressive, and the pictures and videos are very high quality and
are clearer then most on the web."
Oh great. I guessed this was so poor people wouldn't be left out of the
fun of enjoying my shame, how thoughtful.
"But I must confess that even though what they're giving away is great,
and downright generous, what they have for the members is pure gold.
Before I came in to do the show I must have spent hours going through
and looking at all the pictures, many shot from several different
angles, and tried to watch as many videos as possible. What I think is
the greatest thing though is the live web cams. Sure all the good sites
have web cams but this is different in the sense that they seem to be
everywhere she goes, not just in her house or certain rooms but
everywhere. I watched her shop at a grocery store today, live, and then
watched her go thru a McDonalds drive thru, it's the greatest thing
I've ever seen. The technology on this site is second to none and it's
faster and clearer then any web cams I've ever seen broadcast, and I
don't just mean porn sites either. In fact I'm looking right now and
she seems to be driving by herself this time, I wonder where she is and
where she's going. There's three different camera angles of her but the
one I like is the one that
shows her from under the dashboard. I can see right up her ah... well
you know, her cat. I looks like she's a bit crouched too, I wonder if
she's trying to hide from something?"
'Yeah, the world. Thanks to you a larger part of it knows that I'm
driving naked now. God I really want to cross my legs.'
"Wow this is just amazing to me," Jamie proclaimed. "She does look like
a virgin, I'll give her that. She sure has an innocent looking face and
she even seems kind of nervous. To quote my beloved Paris Hilton,
'That's hot'. For those of you who may be wondering, yes she is cute.
She's doesn't have the classic look or body, in fact she could stand to
lose a pound or two maybe, but if shy and innocent looking is your
thing she's got it. When I was a kid and used to imagine the Virgin
Mary naked this was pretty close."
Man this sucked! He and everyone else could see me and there was
nothing I could do about it, it was like having a bunch of invisible
eyes staring all over me and I couldn't see any of them. At least I
could take some comfort in knowing this guy was going to hell for that
"We have a caller who wants to talk about VirginAmanda," Jamie informed
his audience. "Dale you're on the line."
"Hello Jamie," Dale blurted out loudly. "Love your show."
"Thank you Dale. What do you have to say about Amanda?"
"Well I find it interesting that you bring her up because I just
happened to be thinking about her." Dale began. "You see I'm taking an
advanced drawing class at a community college close to where I live and
earlier this week this Amanda girl came in and posed nude for the
"Really?" Jamie said sounding interested. "It's the same girl that's on
"Oh yeah," Dale confirmed. "I'm on the website right now myself and
it's the same girl."
"Oh wait a minute," Jamie thought outloud. "That's right, one of the
videos I watched today was of her posing for a drawing class. You were
in that class?"
"I sure was," Dale confirmed again. "And I just want to say that I got
a good look at her and I totally believe she's a virgin."
"Didn't look loose to you did it?" Jamie asked.
"Absolutely not," Dale professed. "In fact I swore she turned red when
she saw the drawing I did of her."
"She did huh?"
"Yeah, well I only drew her vagina so that may have had something to do
with it." Dale explained. "But somebody really liked it because it's
hanging up at Willamette University in the art department right now."
"It is? Can anyone go and see it?"
"Yeah when it's open. There are other drawings of her hanging at the
community college too. I've heard talk of people interested in buying
them, which I would be more than happy to do with mine if the price was
"Wow," Jamie said impressed. "Maybe they'll have an auction or
something for them."
"I'd love that," Dale confessed. "To think of someone hanging something
I drew in their house for years to come would be a real honor."
I instantly pictured that drawing of my vagina hanging in some rich
snooty guy's house with people standing around ogling it. God that
Dale guy was a dick, and from what I remembered that drawing of his was
quite detailed. I hoped it got ripped up or something before anybody
could buy it.
"Thanks for the call Dale and let us know what happens
with your drawing," Jamie said to him. "I need to break for commercial
but I see that we have more callers on the line wanting to talk about
Amanda the virgin so we'll get to them when we come back. Stay tuned,
Around Town will be right back."
The traffic was beginning to thin out more once I passed
through Salem but
there was still more than I would have liked. I continued driving in
the slow lane so that people could pass me and I wouldn't have to worry
about being pulled over like this, not that sitting here in the car
felt so safe considering anyone who was logged on to my website could
see me and everything I was doing. This stupid radio show wasn't
helping either with that dumbass having people call in and discuss me;
at least for the moment he was at commercial.
Just then I heard
electronic music coming from my glove compartment. It sounded like a
ring tone to a cell phone and I remembered that CJ told me there was a
one way phone in here in case they wanted to contact me. I reached over
and opened the glove box and picked up the phone. I couldn't help but
notice that it was the only thing in the glove box which reminded me
that they had cleaned everything out of it before I left, leaving me
with no proof of insurance or registration that I usually keep in
"Hello," I answered into the phone.
"Hey sweetie!" Emily's voice pleasantly replied on the other end. "How
you hangin' in there so far?"
"I guess okay," I answered not sounding very confident.
"Well so far you're doing just fine," she reassured me. "I can't say I
can find much fault with how you're behaving, although I do think we
need to spice things up just a little or the show doesn't risk becoming
a little bland."
"Oh God!" I said out loud at the thought of new stipulations possibly
being added. "Is that necessary? I mean this is hard enough as it is."
"I appreciate that honey," Emily replied, "but we have to think about
our audience and make sure we keep them interested. Don't worry you
won't really be doing anything different, we just need you to turn down
the heat in your car."
"Turn down the heat!" I shouted. "Why do I have to turn down the heat
for? It's friggin' cold out and I'm not exactly dressed for the
"Sweetie you've been taking your vitamins," Emily pointed out. "You
should be okay."
"How much do I have to turn it down?"
"I want you to turn it way down," she replied. "Basically I want it
below room temperature, but not so cold that your windows fog up or
anything like that."
"Below room temperature?" I whined. "Why? I don't get how that'll spice
"Just do it Amanda before I tell you to turn it off and open the
windows," she said in a stern voice.
Shit! I didn't want to turn down the heat; it was the most comforting
thing I had right then. I looked down at the knob for the heater and
saw that I currently had it on full blast and wished I could keep it
"Today girl," Emily ordered.
I reached and turned the knob down about a quarter way.
"More than that," Emily barked through the phone. "I can see your
I turned the knob more until it was at the middle and hoped this would
"A little more," she insisted.
I nudged it over a couple of more notches despite knowing it would make
it chilly in here, but at least this time she was pleased... I was
going to get cold.
"Good girl," she praised me. "I know this seems mean and all but it's
necessary and remember you're being punished. But when you start to get
cold feel free to rub yourself with your hands to help you warm up,
especially your legs
and tits. In fact you can rub your legs together too if it'll help."
Oh good God this was why she was making me turn down the heat? So I'd
rub myself to keep warm? All this just to excite some pervs. Why was
this happening to me?
"What do you think of Jamie so far?" Emily asked me referring to the
guy on the radio.
"He's a dor," I answered plainly.
"He may be that but he has the highest rated local nighttime talk radio
"Good for him," I answered glibly. "I notice you have him talking about
"Publicity baby," she informed me. "This is a great way to get your
message out to people around the area, plus this is really exciting
watching you listening to him talk about you. You should've seen Stacy
in the hot tub getting off on watching you, she must've come about five
"That probably has more to do with the water jets," I told her
remembering the time at her house.
"Well yeah," Emily agreed, "but she did say your name a couple of times
though while she was in the thrusts of passion. I think she really has
a thing for you living out her fantasies. What a find she is."
"Yeah she's something else alright," I mumbles sarcastically.
"In fact she wants to talk to you so I'll give this to her in a
minute," Emily went on. "When I do I want you to ask her what one of
her favorite fantasies is, you know one that really gets her off when
she thinks about it, and then tell her that you want to do it tomorrow
"What?" I shouted into the phone. "I don't want to do that!"
"I imagine you don't but it's not really up to you is it?" Emily
"But she's nuts," I pleaded. "Who know what she'll come up with, she
daydreams about this stuff."
"So do we," Emily reminded me. "CJ and I have been daydreaming about
you since before we ever knew you existed. Besides don't you think she
deserves something for making Mr. Green more comfortable with the idea
of you going to classes naked? I mean she did put out for you."
"I can't believe you made her do that."
"She didn't seem to mind a whole lot," Emily informed me. "She's not
innocent like you are doll face. So just make sure you ask her, it'll
make her day."
"Yes master," I said coldly.
"Ha ha," Emily laughed. "While I could get used to you calling me that
I still think it's best you call me Emily. I'm going to give the phone
to Stacy now but make sure you keep listening to Jamie, he's going to
discuss you more and later on I am going to be calling in so make sure
you listen to all of that."
"Why?" I asked her. "This is so stupid."
"Not for me it isn't," she replied. "I'm having the time of my life.
Now be good and make us all proud, you're doing great. I love you
'I hate your f*&%ing guts.'
"I love you too," I made myself say knowing she would make me say it
"And I didn't even have to make you say it back this time." Emily
teased. "I knew you wouldn't be able to help it. Here's Stacy Amanda."
I could hear other people suddenly talking in the background as I heard
Emily hand off the phone. I was beginning to notice the air in the car
getting cooler when Stacy began to speak.
"Hi Precious," Stacy cooed through the phone. "I've been watching you
on this huge TV while we listen to this guy on the radio talk about
you, it's very hot."
"That's nice Stacy," I answered her while wishing I could hang up the
phone. "You sound like you've been drinking."
"I've had a couple of shots," she informed me. "It's nothing though. I
have to ell you, you're hot tub rocks. It's ten times better than mine,
I mean, those jets are the best ever. Oh my God I thought I was going
to pass out from those things. Every girl should have a hot tub like
this. I wish I had someone like Emily and CJ to take care of me like
they do you."
'If you only knew Stacy...' I suddenly heard someone screaming in the
background through the phone.
"Who's that screaming?" I asked.
"That's Ashley," Stacy answered. "She's trying out the jets now for the
first time. I still would be in there but I wanted to say 'hi' to you
and tell you how sexy you look sitting in your car like that. Aren't
you scared of getting pulled over?"
"Only a little." I lied, I was worried a lot.
"Just the thought of that makes me want to run back to the tub," she
told me. "God that just gets me hot. You're the bravest girl I've ever
I really didn't want to ask her but I knew I would have to so I decided
to get it out of the way. "Um Stacy?" I began. "I want to ask you
"Of course," she answered happily.
"Um... you have said that you have fantasized about doing some of the
things I've done. That's right isn't it?"
"Oh hell yeah," she replied, "for many many years."
"Well... I've been wanting to ask you... I want to know what your
favorite fantasy is."
"My favorite?" she answered sounding surprised. "You mean of what
"No. I mean a fantasy you have that I haven't done, you know like one
that you think about a lot and maybe wish I would do."
"Well I don't know. I have so many I can't say right off the top which
one is my favorite."
"Why do you ask?" she inquired.
"Well, it's just that I need a new idea and I thought you'd be the
perfect person to ask."
"You want to do one of my fantasies?" she asked sounding hopeful that
was what I meant.
"Yes," I made myself say and then took a deep breath to keep me from
"Wha... really?" she asked in shock.
"Yes Stacy." Oh God my stomach was turning.
"Well shit Amanda, I don't know what to say. This is like getting a
present that I've wanted for years. Thank you."
"Um... you're welcome."
"Right now I have about a thousand ideas going through my head and I
can't pick which one I like better. Can I think about it?"
"I guess," I answered not knowing. "Um... why don't you think it over
for a bit and then have Emily call me again tonight."
"Okay," she squealed excitedly. "I can sure do that. Oh my God I feel
like I'm going to come again this is so cool, I can't believe I used to
think you were such a dork. Shit you're awesome."
"I gotta go think this over," she said rushing her speech. "I want to
make sure I pick a good one." I then heard her lower the phone and yell
"Hey Ash! Get ready to move over I'm coming back in!" She then put the
phone back up to her mouth and said, "I'll get back to you Precious, I
promise I won't let you down."
"I don't doubt that," I replied just before she hung up.
Shit she was going to come up with something I was really going to
hate. If she only knew how much I hated doing this.
"Let's go to our next caller," Jamie said over the radio. "Missy,
welcome to the show."
"Hi Jamie," Missy said through the radio.
I could instantly tell that it was the same Missy from school which
made my body shudder. I could only imagine that she was calling in to
make things worse.
"This is the first time I've listened to your show," Missy informed
Jamie. "You're not bad."
"Well I'll take that as a compliment," Jamie said sounding unsure.
"What made you stop here?"
"Oh a friend of mine called me and told me that you were going to talk
about this Amanda girl," Missy explained in her best bubbly voice.
"Since I go to school with her I thought it be cool to hear what you
had to say about her."
"You go to school with her?" Jamie asked.
"Oh yes. I've known Amanda for years."
"And you know all about what she's been up to these last few days?"
"It was hard not to notice." Missy proclaimed loudly. "For years she
was this wallflower who always wore ugly frumpy clothes and then all of
a sudden out of nowhere she comes to school dressed like she's trying
out to be the next J-Lo or something. I don't think she could've helped
but raise a few eyebrows with that."
At least I was dressed though. What I wouldn't have given to be able to
put on my PE clothes right then. I'd just been passed by a large truck
and I wasn't sure but I thought the person in the passenger seat might
have sneaked a look. I hoped it was too dark to notice anything.
"You're saying she was someone who didn't show off her body much or
dress sexy or anything like that before this?" Jamie asked her.
"Not at all," Missy replied, "in fact many of us used to wonder if she
was like covered with scars or something because she was always dressed
from head to toe. You could imagine how shocked many of us were to see
that she actually has a pretty nice body, you know for someone who
obviously doesn't work out much."
"Yeah she's way cute," Jamie agreed. "She looks like someone you would
secretly lust after during church. How well do you know her?"
"Oh very well now," Missy said proudly. "I have to say up until
recently I always thought she was a bit a bitch, I mean she would never
say anything and she always acted as if she was better then everyone
else, you know real snotty."
"She claims she was very selfish person before she had this epiphany of
hers," Jamie informed her.
"Well she's telling the truth," Missy agreed. "She was a little snot."
What a bitch. I was never snotty to her, if anything she was the one
who was stuck up. Just because she looks good in a volleyball uniform
we were supposed to bow at her feet I guessed.
"Is she still snotty now?" Jamie asked.
"Not at all," Missy said proudly. "She's such a sweetheart now, how can
she be anything else if she's always naked? It's kind of hard to be a
snob if you have nothing to hide behind and everyone can see you. In
fact myself and my teammates from the varsity volleyball team have
volunteered to help keep her safe when she's at school. She's going to
be very vulnerable all the time and we don't want anything or anyone to
possibly hurt her."
"Well that's great of you," Jamie praised her. "I imagine those little
outfits she wears will draw the ire of some people as well as the
lustful attention of others. She probably will need someone to watch
out for her."
"Well especially now since she won't even be wearing any outfits
anymore come Monday." Missy announced.
Oh she just had to bring that up. This must have been the goddesses'
"Excuse me?" Jamie said as if he was unsure of what she just told him.
"Starting on Monday she's going to start going to class nude as well."
The radio was silent for a few seconds, I actually hoped the signal had
gone out or something but it was just dead air.
"You must be pulling my leg?" Jamie said in disbelief. "No way would I
believe she's going to be going to school naked, that's not something
"You wouldn't think so would you? But she is," Missy swore to him.
"This is why I believe she's telling the truth about her dream, because
believe it or not
she's doing it and she's got everything already arranged..."
"Missy," Jamie began, "you certainly sound like an intelligent young
lady so I'm telling you this as a friend. Drugs are bad for you and
they can sometimes make you think things are one things when they are
actually another. You should probably think about cutting back."
"I'm not doing drugs doofus," Missy scolded him. "She's doing it and I
for one intend to make sure she not only is able to do it but can
continue to do for as long as she needs to."
Boy what a pal, I wondered what they were getting from Em and CJ to do
"She'd be arrested and thrown out of school before the first class
could even start," Jamie stated confidently. "As liberal as Oregon can
be sometimes not even here could you get away with that. In fact I
can't think of anywhere you could, except for those dirty stories on
the net that I like to read."
"I'll bet you a million dollars that not only is she going to do it,
but she won't get kicked out of school," Missy said even more
confidently then him.
"Hey honey I only work on radio," Jamie protested, "even if I thought
you could cover that bet I know I sure can't. I will say this though, I
secretly hope you're right. Being the young perv I was in high school I
was always undressing the hot girls in class in my imagination, I'd
love to see that in real life."
"Well I'm going to see it up close and personal baby," Missy teased
him. "In fact I have to admit that I'm addicted to rubbing her skin,
she has the softest most wonderful feeling skin I've ever felt. I'm not
gay or anything but I have a hard time keeping my hands to myself when
I'm around that girl."
"Okay Missy," Jamie said sounding a bit flustered, "this is getting a
little too hot to keep going. Thank you for the call and trying
convince us that hell has frozen over, which in my mind would be what
it would take for a girl to go to class naked in a public high school."
He then cut her line and said, "Geez, she must've been spiked in the
head with a volleyball too many times or something if she thinks that's
I wished someone would spike her in the head with an actual spike. God
I wished I could just get to Eugene and get all this shit over with so
I wouldn't have to listen to this anymore. Dammit it was getting cold
in the car; I was beginning to get chilled and my skin was getting
goose flesh. I hated that Emily made me turn down the heat, I had to
there and drive by myself in a cold car naked while she was at Gale's
hanging out in a hot tub and having a good old time, f*&%ing bitch.
As I drove I listened to more of the show as well as watched my speed
to make sure I wouldn't get pulled over. The topic of the show never
changed from me the whole time and so many people called in to talk
about me in one way or another. One person called and went into detail
about how a buddy of his turned him on to
my site and how he goes to great lengths to watch me and hide it from
"She'd cut my testicles off," he proclaimed, "but yet I'm addicted to
watching this girl; she's just so sweet and sexy."
Another caller went off about how sinful I actually was and that in no
way, shape, or form was I doing God's work. She claimed I was actually
committing complete blasphemy and that I was possessed by the devil.
"Satan is using Jesus as a way to spread his perversion," She claimed.
"He's using this young woman as his vessel into tricking people into
thinking they're following Christ when they're really being led into
Sad thing was that she was actually more accurate than most about my
situation. I sure hoped God understood that I wasn't doing this of my
own free will and wouldn't hold it against me. He could punish everyone
else involved as much as he wanted though if that'd make him feel
better. Other callers called in making comments about how I looked and
how hot it was that I seemed to be cold and was rubbing myself
right now, which I'd begun doing despite myself because I
was getting cold, while others called in to talk about their own
sightings and encounters with me. It was very surreal listening to
complete strangers talking about me on the radio, I mean I knew it was
me they're talking about but the person they were talking about sure
sounded like someone else.
"She has a real presence about her," One lady caller said about meeting
me the past night at the restaurant where I ate. "I went up to meet her
and she was so sweet. She seems actually very shy but she smiled and
posed for a picture with us and she couldn't have been nicer. Today I
made a donation to one her charities because she inspired me to want to
do something positive."
The traffic had really thinned out once I got past Albany and I was
pretty much going through a rural area now. I was glad at least that so
far I was pretty much unbothered on the road as far as being noticed or
harassed, hopefully that'd stay the same the entire way. I had been
driving for a little over an hour now though and my butt was beginning
to become a sore from sitting in one spot for so long, not to mention
that all the milk I drank during dinner was beginning to push on my
bladder. I didn't have to go that badly yet but I knew I still had a
ways to go before I got there and things could get rather uncomfortable
if I took too long. I wished I could at least turn up the heat so that
the chilly air wouldn't make it worse, the shivering wasn't going to
help either. There was no way though that I was pulling over somewhere
or stopping at a rest area, I was just going to have to tough it out if
it got bad. I wished I could go back in time so that I could be dressed
and living my old normal life again, I really missed sitting in my room
and doing homework while listening to the radio and then watching tv
with my folks when I was done. Who knew something so dorky would ever
sound so wonderful?
"I have to say how surprised I am at how many people are interested in
this girl," Jamie said sounding amazed. "I thought that there might
have a little interest in her considering the places she's popped up
but I didn't think she'd be the main topic on the show tonight. This is
definitely a pleasant change from all the election coverage we've been
pummeled with lately and I have to say on a personal level this has
a fun show and this girl is an interesting story. I'm very pleased now
to be joined on the phone by the site's webmaster and financial backer
Emily Murdoch. Hello Emily, welcome to Around Town."
"Hello Jamie," Emily answered him pleasantly, "thank you for having me
on with you."
I was actually kind of happy that Emily had finally called
show so that at least we could get it over with and I could change the
damn station to something more enjoyable. I thought I'd almost rather
listen to that whiny country music station then have to hear anymore
about myself on this stupid show.
"Well first Emily let me compliment you on the design and content of
this website." Jamie complimented Emily over the air. "I've had a blast
on it ever since I first went on it and I expect to be up very late
tonight going over more of it."
"Well thank you Jamie," Emily replied graciously. "I've certainly
worked very hard on it and I have to say I'm very proud. This is a very
important project to me and I wanted it to attract attention and make
people want to stay and keep coming back in the future and so far the
response has been very positive. It makes me glad that so many people
are going to know about Amanda and see what she's about and
hopefully find something positive and affirming in the message she's
trying to send."
"Well I certainly find it affirming alright, and right where it
counts," Jamie lamely joked.
"Oh Jamie," Emily scoffed, "you shouldn't think like that, she's a nice
"She certainly looks nice. Let me ask you though, where on earth did
you find this girl and what gave you this idea to start a website
chronicling the nude exploits of a virgin Jesus freak?"
"Oh how nicely put," Emily sarcastically praised. "Virgin Jesus Freak
was actually one of the names we considered for the site originally."
"You should've used it."
"Yeah well, I was overruled. Anyway to answer your question I first met
her in a chatroom on the internet, it was a Christian chatroom of
"Oh of course," Jamie pretended to agree.
"I was there just checking out what was going on and I couldn't help
but notice the things this one person was talking about. She was going
on about how she was having these dreams that God was asking her to
believe in him and that he had a special task for her, or something
along those lines anyway, and that it was something she really didn't
want to do. I found this very interesting and when I asked her what it
was he wanted her to do she just replied that he wanted her to carry
the burden of shame in order to show people how shameless we've all
become and what shameless lives we all lead. I'm sure living a
shameless life is something you wouldn't know anything about would you
"I plead the 5th on that one."
I wished someone could force the fifth amendment on Emily so she would
have to quit telling this atrocious story of hers again. I hoped none
of that was the message she was supposed to give me.
"Well we moved to a private chatroom and continued chatting and she let
it out what she believed God wanted her to do and at first I thought
she was kidding. She was persistent though and when I began actually
speaking with her on the phone I don't know what it was about her but I
began to believe her."
"Where did the idea for the website come in?"
"Well I'm a web designer, which is one of my many areas of expertise,
and it was after I met her in person for the first time that I had the
initial idea of a website where she could post pictures and stories of
what she was doing and the message she wanted to get across and it
could possibly reach a lot of people. She was a bit scared of the idea
at first but then the next time we spoke she claimed to have had
another dream and that this one said she was supposed to go with the
website but that it would contain everything she does including video
as well as photographs so that it could raise a lot of money, but all
the money raised would go to worthy charities. She said that in no
uncertain terms is she to profit off of any of this yet she would be
living her life under a constant eye and completely naked."
"Oh that's so hot."
"Jamie!" Emily scolded. "Pull your head out of the gutter, this is a
divine calling and you're making light of it."
"I can only call it as I see it Ms. Murdoch."
"Anyway, to me this sounded like a groundbreaking idea. Here is this
girl who is a virgin and from what I know of her was always a good kid
who never got in any trouble, who wants to raise money for charity and
spread the word of
God by taking off all of her clothes and running around in public
places for the whole world to witness, never in a million years would I
think I'd run across someone like that let alone a middle class white
girl from suburbia. I was immediately inspired to back this and help
make it all happen."
"You have that kind of scratch huh?"
"Well God bless you," Jamie said in an overly grateful tone. "I hope he
gives you a free pass to get in to heaven for this."
"Well you know what's really funny?" Emily began to add. "Ever since
she started this, she's developed a skin condition that actually makes
it painful for her to wear clothes for any long period of time."
"Wha... what?" Jamie stammered. "What do you mean? She can't wear
clothes even when she wants to? Tell me that's what you said."
"Oh yes," Emily assured him, "she's been to the doctor's and everything
and while they don't understand it they agree that something has
developed that makes her skin irritable to clothes, in fact the heavier
the clothes are the worse it is for her."
"Is that why in her school shots she's not wearing very much?"
"That's exactly it," Emily confirmed. "This just makes me believe more
that this is God's plan for her."
More like Emily pretending to be God's plan. Now this Jamie creep
seemed to be frothing at the mouth at knowing now that I can't wear
clothes at all, you could
hear the added excitement in his voice. "So what happens when she does
put something on? Does she break out in hives or something?" Jamie
"No it just really gets painful for her and she has to take it off. She
said it feels like when you have a really bad sunburn and how it hurts
when it touches anything."
"Wow, I'm sorry for her and all but that is so damn hot. I always
wished they would make a movie about a woman who couldn't wear clothes.
I used to imagine Mariah Carey as the lead character."
Ewwwwe! I hoped he wasn't comparing me to that amazon slut. Good God a
whole movie of Mariah Carey naked, and I thought Glitter was painful to
"You need to keep some of these thoughts of yours to yourself sweetie,"
Emily teased him. "I mean I've seen Mariah lately and that's not a good
"This was growing up remember," Jamie defended himself. "Just out of
curiosity is this skin condition of hers getting better or worse?"
"Unfortunately worse," Emily answered. "In fact soon she won't be able
to wear anything at all even for a short length of time. God's way of
committing her to this I like to think."
"If that's true then is she going to have to quit school?"
"She doesn't want to. In fact she's planning on finishing her senior
year and attending graduation with her class."
Oh God I was huh? Great, they'd probably find a way to make me
valedictorian so that I'd have to give a speech. Bitches.
"How on earth is she going to do that if she can't wear anything?" He
asked in disbelief. "I mean I had this caller earlier claiming that
Amanda was going to start coming to classes nude and I told her she was
nuts. She can't be right?"
"We have taken matters to make sure that she can safely continue
attending classes despite her skin ailment."
"Bull...crap. You can't be serious."
"You'll just have to log on Monday morning and see for yourself big
guy, you just may believe in miracles and come to find God yourself
because of it."
"If she goes to school naked and actually gets through the day without
being kicked out or arrested I'll attend any church you want everyday
for a month."
Jamie comically swore. "Her pulling that off would be something I would
praise God for."
"That's what we want to hear," Emily stated happily. "You hear that
Amanda? Your plan is already working it's magic."
Oh God was I supposed to respond to that somehow?
"Is she listening to this?" Jamie seemed surprised at the thought of
"Oh yeah," Emily confirmed. "She's been listening the whole time.
You've been watching her haven't you?"
"Yes I have, in fact I have her on right now. She's been shivering a
lot lately and rubbing herself for friction. It's hard not to notice."
"Well Amanda why don't you give Jamie a nice wave to let him know
you're listening," Emily pleasantly ordered.
Feeling like a trained monkey I made myself smile and wave to whatever
invisible camera was on me. I couldn't believe I had an audience
despite how alone I felt in here.
"Oh my God she is listening," Jamie excitedly admitted. "Oh my gosh
Amanda I love you. I think you're the coolest chick around town."
I gave another fake smile, I really don't like this guy.
"When can I interview her?" Jamie asked Emily. "I have a million
questions for her to answer."
"I'm afraid that's going to be never baby," Emily informed him. "She
doesn't give interviews or talk to the media. She doesn't want to get
jaded plus she wants her actions to speak for her. That doesn't mean
that she's not approachable or won't talk to people, she's just very
shy and doesn't want the trouble of the worrying about what to say."
"But I'll be gentle," Jamie pleaded.
"Sorry honey. She won't budge on this."
Damn right I wouldn't. If only it was actually up to me.
"Well where is she going on her long drive? She seems to have been on
the road for some time."
"She's going to an exclusive private party," Emily revealed. "I can't
say where because we don't want any crashers but you will be able to
watch it later."
"Oh you won't be able to tear me away."
"I knew I could count on you."
"Well Emily I'm afraid I'm up against a break but I want to thank you
very much for coming on and enlightening me on what's going on with
this unique young woman. I'd love to have you on again in the near
future because I have a feeling this may become something big,
especially if it gets out about her going to school on Monday."
"Oh thank you for having me and I'd love to come back again. I totally
think you're right that she's going to be big. Our hope is get her
cause out in front of the whole world and even more if possible.
Wouldn't it be great if generations from now they were still discussing
Amanda and her exploits to promote a better world."
"Oh yeah," Jamie agreed. "They should have her pictures in history
books right next to George Washington."
"There you go," Emily laughed. "Before I go I have a message for Amanda
that I'd like to tell her real quick if I may?"
"Sure, I'd love to hear it too."
About friggin' time.
"Okay, I just need to let her know that the truck stop diner that's
coming up about five miles ahead of her on the left hand side is still
open and that it's all clear for her to stop there and have a bite to
"She's stopping at a diner?" Jamie asked for me.
"Yeah," Emily replied. "She told me she was hungry earlier so she
should be able to stop and have something there."
"She's going to walk right in and sit down and order?"
"I imagine. In fact it wouldn't surprise me if she sat on a stool at
the counter, she'll probably order the steak and eggs and have the
steak well done."
Was she f*&%ing kidding? Sit at a counter at a truck stop and wait
for a well done steak? I imagined I was supposed to sit and eat it
there too? Shit I wasn't even hungry. What the hell was she trying to
do to me?
"Well I'll make sure I stay tuned for that," Jamie proclaimed. "I wish
I was at that diner myself so I could watch this in person."
"I'm sure there will be people there to witness it for you my dear,"
Emily teased him. "We're all in this together."
"Well with that I thank you again for coming on Emily. Time for
commercials but we'll be back right after this."
I could see the large Travelodge sign coming up in the
distance as I
tried to make sense of what I was supposed to do. According to Emily on
the radio I was supposed to stop at this place and go into the diner
and order a well done steak and eggs while sitting at the counter in
plain view of anyone else who might be in there; and it was only a
little after 9 so it was early enough for it to have a lot of
customers. What I couldn't figure out is if they'd arranged anything
with the place ahead of time so that they knew I was coming, she didn't
make that clear. What if she didn't call ahead and I was walking into a
situation where no one was expecting a naked girl and could potentially
cause everyone there to totally freak out and there wouldn't be anyone
to protect me.
Even if they didn't freak out and let me order how was I
supposed to pay for it? I didn't have any money. Shit they would
probably call the police if they weren't ready for an indecent
Oh God I could feel an anxiety attack building inside me, my breathing
was getting heavier as the sign and the turn off kept getting closer. I
couldn't believe I actually wished CJ was here with me but right now
that would actually have been a comfort; at least she had money and
could hurt someone if they tried to mess with me.
"Hi Jamie thanks for taking my call," a male voice said over the radio.
"You're welcome thank you for listening," Jamie kindly replied. "What's
on your mind tonight?"
"Well I have been listening tonight about your conversations about this
young exhibitionist and her website and during the course of the show I
myself have gone on the web to check this site out."
"And what do you think about it?"
"Well it's pretty cool I guess, although I have to admit it's not
really the type of thing I'm into. But while I was looking at some of
the snapshots of her in various places I noticed that even though she's
smiling in some of them she looks really nervous."
"Yeah I've noticed that too," Jamie agreed. "I imagine it must be
rather nerve-wracking to be walking around naked out where everyone can
see you. To me the fact that she's nervous just adds to the hotness of
the whole thing."
"Well though I kind of got to thinking while I was looking at these,"
the guy said in a pondering tone, "and I'm starting to wonder if
something about this isn't quite what they're saying it is?"
I found his statement intriguing but I was soon overcome with
apprehension as I came up to the exit that would take me to the
truck stop. I so wanted to just keep on driving but knowing only bad
would come of me doing that I turned the steering wheel and ventured
onto the off ramp and off the freeway. My heart began pounding loudly
in my chest as I came to a stop at the turn light at the end of the
exit. I began wishing really hard for the phone to ring and for them to
tell me I didn't have to do this.
"What do you think is wrong with the site?" Jamie asked the caller on
"Well looking at these pictures and reading the explanation as to why
she is doing this," the caller went on, "and then listening to her
friend the webmaster explain it I can't help but think that somehow
this girl is actually just being exploited."
Oh my God somebody had figured that out! Shit the light turned green,
now I had to turn. Oh damn I didn't want to do this. There were so many
trucks parked there, I sure hoped they weren't all in the diner.
"Being exploited?" Jamie said surprised at the caller's statement. "Why
would you think that? She's doing this on her own."
"Well I'm not so sure about that," the caller disagreed as I pulled
into the parking lot. "I mean the embarrassment on this girl's face and
the crazy story as to why she's doing this seems a bit far fetched."
"Well yeah it's certainly different," Jamie agreed. "But what leads me
to believe it's legit is the fact that she's giving all the money to
charity. Usually when someone's being exploited it's for personal gain."
I parked over by the side of the diner in a dark corner so I could have
some cover while I figured out how I was going to do this. For the
first time that night though I actually wanted to listen to the show
and see if this guy might be able to help me somehow.
"That's true in normal cases," the caller admitted. "But there is just
something bout this that just smells dirty despite the supposed
charitable angle. I can't help but feel that somehow this girl may be
doing this against her will."
Yes! Oh my God he said it! Now if only he could convince more people of
"I doubt that," Jamie scoffed. "How would they be able to force someone
to do something like this, especially if they aren't going to make any
"Well they may have something on her that they hold over her head to
get her to do this." the caller explained. "It wouldn't be the first
time someone was blackmailed. The money thing could just be a cover of
"I don't buy that," Jamie said raising his voice. I remembered CJ
saying he was a friend of theirs so he must have been working for them.
"First of all I don't understand the motivation. Why would they go
through all this trouble? This looks like a lot of thought and time
went into all of this, and for what if it's not true?"
"I don't know," the caller said honestly. "That's the part I'm really
having trouble with. The only thing I can think of is for perverted
Boy he was just nailing everything, I wished I could thank him. I
looked over at the diner and my fears where correct about it still
being early enough for people to still be eating; and it was a 24 hour
place so more people might come and go throughout. 'Oh God please let
me have a heart attack and die now so I don't have to do this.'
"You think someone would go through this much trouble just to get their
jollies off?" Jamie said sarcastically. "If they did wouldn't they want
someone more fitting to show off than this cute but regular looking
"Not if this was someone they particularly wanted to see do this," the
caller pointed out. "They could have some special reason for wanting
this Amanda to be the one doing going around humiliating herself, and
by giving the money away it gives legitimacy to what they're doing and
can deflect attention."
I could've just kissed this guy. I hoped he'd keep going so more people
out there might think that.
"You're nuts," Jamie scoffed. "I think you're dipping into the whacky
tobacco a little too much tonight."
"Doesn't this all seem strange to you?" the caller asked.
"A bit but I don't see a conspiracy in it," Jamie told him. "I mean
c'mon she's obviously given proper permission for this stuff to be
used, I don't believe anyone would do this no matter what someone had
Let's see you say that if they could throw your dad in jail and ruin
the lives of the rest of your family. I think he might see it
differently then. To think I actually started doing this just to avoid
what I was going through now, I guessed that backfired on me.
Suddenly I was jolted by the sound of the cell phone ringing. Oh thank
goodness, maybe they could shed some light on what it really was they
wanted me to do.
"Hello," I said into the phone once I answered it.
"Waiting for an invitation?" CJ said over the line in a cold tone.
"No it's just I was listening to show..." I began to explain.
"Well that's no longer necessary," CJ informed me. "What this guy is
saying isn't going to matter a thing so you don't need to worry about
it anymore. Now you've got your message, now do what you're told."
"Well do they know I'm coming?" I asked wanting to know so I could
prepare myself better.
"Amy," she said harshly "this is the only instruction you're going to
get. Leave the keys in the ignition, leave the doors unlocked, and get
the hell out of the car. If you don't in 30 seconds we'll do something
not very nice to your friends we have sitting in the county jail. Don't
want that do you?"
"Um no," I said dumbfounded. "It's just this is really scary."
"Yeah I bet," she said plainly. "You have 30 seconds from when I hang
up, don't disappoint me."
The line suddenly went dead and my heart began racing harder once
again. Dammit she didn't tell me if they were expecting me or not.
Dammit I wished someone would rescue me, or at least I wished there was
a way I could rescue myself. I threw the phone down and turned off the
radio. I really didn't like the idea of leaving the keys in the car
like this, what if someone stole the car? Damn them. Closing my eyes
and taking a deep breath I opened my driver's side door and put one
foot out on the pavement. Shit the ground was cold under my bare foot,
not to mention how chilly the air was. My body tensed up as the cool
air blew over me and I almost drew my foot back in but instead I
swallowed hard and crawled out of my car and closed the door behind me.
CJ didn't say anything about a time frame for when I was
walk into the restaurant, she only said I had 30 seconds to get out of
the car and I had. I was crouched down between my car and the empty car
parked next to me as I tried to pick the right time to make my move
over to the diner, as if somehow there would ever be a good time to
walk in there like this. I was going to have to do it quickly though
because it was cold sitting there like that and my urge to use the
bathroom had risen dramatically. The trouble was that I could clearly
see a small family with children sitting in front of the window in the
diner and the second I started moving toward there I'd be in clear view
of them; Lord knew how they'd react. Shit I wanted to get back in my
car and drive out of there, I really didn't want to do this.
I remembered CJ telling me that they would do something to Terry and
Lisa while they had them locked up if I didn't get out of the car and I
couldn't help but think this might be true if I didn't hurry and go
inside too. I would have a hard time living with myself if anything
happened to them in there because of something I did or didn't do, this
meant I was going to have to go through with this. I sure hoped I
didn't get in any more trouble for doing this.
Feeling that I could wait no longer I took a deep breath and said a
silent prayer and then made myself stand up fully erect next to the two
cars and began walking toward the diner. I had to watch where I stepped
since I was barefoot and there could be glass or something there on the
pavement, and I used that as an excuse to keep looking at the ground
while I walked and not at the family sitting by the window who I was
sure could clearly see me. My legs were feeling rubbery though as
I came closer to the entrance. God this was so humiliating, despite
being cold I could still feel the warmth of shame as my body began to
blush. When I got to the door I reached up and pulled it open and
stepped into the entrance.
"There's a naked girl coming in here!" I heard someone shout to
Apparently I was noticed. For a second I stopped in my tracks and stood
in the enclosed entryway before I got hold of myself and made myself
open and walk through the second door. I was glad for the warm air
inside the diner but not for all the stares from the dozen or so tables
that had several occupants in them, all of whom looked at me with
shocked and bewildered expressions.
"Ha ha, mommy's she's naked," a little boy proclaimed loudly from the
corner, probably from the family sitting at the window. "Look at her
Oh shit this was already not going well, my breathing became heavier
and I began to feel faint, but I knew I couldn't turn back so I had no
choice to make myself walk over to one of the stools at the counter.
There were two truckers sitting on the one side of the counter and one
of them made some comment to me that I couldn't understand as I walked
passed them to the other side. I couldn't bring myself to sit down on
the stool I had chosen for fear of who or what had been sitting there
"Excuse me," I said with a tremble in voice to the awestruck lady
looking at me from behind the counter. "Do you have a clean towel or
something that I can put on this seat so I can sit down."
The look on her face when I asked her this was one of confusion.
"You want to sit down?" she asked me sounding shocked.
"Yes please," I answered meagerly. "I'd like to order some food."
"Um... I don't know if I can." she replied unsure.
"Oh let her sit down if she wants too," one of the truckers at the
counter said with a lustful grin. "It don't bother me any."
"It's just I think we have a no shirt or shoe clause that prevents us
from serving her," she explained. "Even if we didn't I don't think we
would serve someone who was naked."
"Can I ask your manager?" I asked her knowing I had to stay despite my
wanting to run out the door and leave.
"Hey Al!" the lady behind the counter shouted into the kitchen.
"There's someone out here with a question for you."
My heart felt like it was trying to break out of my chest as I stood
there it was beating so hard. I could feel eyes on me from all around
but I was too afraid to look at anyone. I was surprised that no one was
screaming at me or threatening me somehow. Just then a large man who
looked to be in 50's stepped out from the kitchen and I instantly
recognized him as my dad's friend Al. The same Al I saw at the
nightclub the other night.
"What the..." I stammered. "What are you doing here?"
"Ah Amanda," Al said with mischief in his voice. "Imagine you coming
here of all the things."
"You know this girl?" the lady asked him surprised.
"Oh yes," he said proudly. "I was there when she was born. She was
dressed just the same way then too."
I thought I was going to faint. What the hell is this asshole doing
here? And since when did he manage a truck stop diner? He was supposed
to work with my dad, and be his good friend, but as I found out the
other day he sold my dad out to Emily and CJ and was working for them
now. Oh God this was f*&%ed up.
"Why are you working here?" I asked him and then looked away as I
noticed his eyes scanning my body.
"It's just for tonight dear," he began to explain, "you see our mutual
friends own this place and asked me to fill in for tonight, I'm so glad
Oh Jesus this couldn't be happening!
"Will somebody please call the police on this girl before I do," the
lady sitting by the window with her family shouted to us. "My kids
don't need to see this thank you very much."
"How about dinner on the house for everyone here if she stays and no
calls the police?" Al offered to everyone.
"Is dessert included?" the lady asked interested.
"Of course," Al replied.
"Deal," she agreed. "Eyes front kids and we'll have ice cream and pie
if you're good."
Well at least I wouldn't have to worry about that, although the idea of
staying in the same building with this arsehole didn't seem like much
better. I was so hoping I wouldn't see him again.
"I'm assuming our friends sent you here?" Al inquired. "Are you
supposed to order something?"
"Steak and eggs," I said flatly not wanting to talk to him.
"And how do you want your steak?" he asked cocking his eyebrow.
"Well done," I said with a sigh.
"Don't you usually eat it medium? I mean you did when your family would
come over for barbecues," he teased me.
"Well done please," I replied coldly.
"As you wish my dear," he said cheerfully. "Have a seat and I'll have
the chef get right on it. How do you want your eggs done by the way?"
"Hash browns or pancakes?"
"Hash browns please."
"White or wheat toast?"
"Jam or butter?"
"Are you going to sit or stand?"
"Can I have a clean towel please for the seat?"
"Oh of course," he said and then grabbed a towel from a cupboard and
handed it to me. "I'm happy you asked for that because there could be
sanitation problems if you sat there bare-assed like that. You're order
will be right up, although it may take awhile with your steak being
"Whatever," I answered trying to hide my anger at this man while I
spread the towel on the stool. "I need to use your bathroom anyway."
I ran to the rest room as fast as I could and locked myself in a stall.
As I was doing my business I wiped away a few tears that began running
down my face. Seeing Al and knowing what he'd done just made me so
angry and the fact that I had to stand in front of him naked like this
just made me feel so much more powerless over everything. I made myself
stop crying though before I went back out so that he wouldn't get
any satisfaction from knowing that he got to me.
When I went back out the first thing I noticed was that two truckers
had moved to each side of my stool. They must've thought I was nuts if
they thought I was going to sit between them. I walked over and grabbed
the towel off the stool and placed it on another one at the end of the
"Oh c'mon honey we don't bite," one of them told me in disappointment.
"It's not you biting me that I'm worried about," I told them and then
sat down on my stool.
"Your headlights are sure perky," the other trucker said as his gaze
was fixed on my chest which made me blush even more.
"Leave her alone you dirty old coots," a lady sitting in a booth behind
me said to them. "Don't make us call the number on the back or your
trucks and tell them how you behaved."
"We're just having fun," the first trucker proclaimed. "We don't see
many naked girls when we stop to eat so we want to make the best of it."
The waitress came back out and noticed the two men had moved from their
original spot. "Get back where you belong you old pervs," she said to
them. "I'm sure she'd never touch either of you with a ten foot pole.
Lord knows I wouldn't."
They moved back to their old seats and I just sat there and waited, in
plain view of anyone in the place, for what seemed like hours although
it was actually minutes. I didn't know how I was going to eat the food,
I wasn't hungry for one thing. I hoped this was on the house too
because I had no way of paying and I hated to think of what Al might
have in mind for payment. I wished he'd take a punch in the face as
payment, I could do that.
"Excuse me miss can you look over here?" a man
said to me.
When I looked over at him a flash from his camera phone went off as he
took a shot of me.
"Thank you," he said. "Just wanted a face shot to go with the others."
Why did they have to invent those f*&%ing things for, they felt as
much as a nemesis to me as the goddesses had been. If I could I'd have
them banned somehow. After about 45 minutes of sitting and waiting, and
being constantly watched, and being asked a bunch of dumb questions
like 'how does if feel to be naked in a diner?' my steak finally
arrived. Al brought it out to me personally and sat it down in front of
"I hope this is to your liking Amanda," he said to me with a big grin
on his face. "If you don't mind I just made my supper and I'd love to
"You mean sit with me?" I asked hoping I had misheard him.
"Yes," he answered, "right next to you. I mean we're old family friends
Amanda, there's nothing wrong with that."
"What would your wife think if she knew you were sitting with me while
I was naked?"
"Well 'who cares' is my first thought," he replied as he grabbed his
dish from the kitchen window and sat down next to mine. "But in
actuality she'd probably be more interested in why you were naked than
why I was sitting with you. She always referred to you as 'Marsha's
little wallflower' and her hearing that you're running around naked all
day every day would pique her interest."
That's true, she did tease me for being so shy. She also had children
with this man and still deserved better than him. I thought I was going
to get sick when he came around the counter and scooted into the stool
next to me. Ewwe, his shoulder was touching mine. I tried to make the
best of it by ignoring him and tending to my food. I added hot sauce to
my eggs and then poured some steak sauce on an empty spot on my plate
for dipping, I hoped I wasn't expected to eat all of it.
I could've just vomited sitting there next to Al like that.
I could remember he'd always made the most disgusting noises when he
ate and today was no exception. God he didn't even sound human.
"Boy this place does have good food doesn't it?" He said to me just
before stuffing another forkful of meat into his mouth. I will give him
that, even though I wasn't hungry I still found myself chowing down on
my food. I don't usually like my steak well done, my father always said
it was like eating an old shoe, but this was really good and I already
had half of it down along with most of my eggs and hash browns. God I
was going to get so fat, I don't care how fast these vitamins burned
off the calories. They'd refer to me as the fat naked girl here pretty
"Those girls must starve you or something," Al said as he looked down
my emptying plate. "I don't remember ever seeing you eat like that
Yeah and you never saw me run around naked either. I could only imagine
what he'd think if he knew I'd just eaten dinner a couple of hours ago
and had hotdogs before that. Although I was motivated to get done and
get out of there and away from him as soon as I could. I kept hearing
that guy's camera phone go off behind me, I couldn't imagine how many
pictures of me this guy thought he needed.
"You're here all by yourself aren't you?" Al asked me as he wiped his
mouth with a napkin. After I nodded to him he went on "You must be
getting good at this then for you to be all the way down here all
alone. That must be why they wanted me here tonight, to keep an eye on
you. I thought it was weird they wanted me to do this, but I didn't
argue as long as they're paying the bills."
"You didn't know I was coming?" I asked him.
"No," he answered plainly.
"When did they ask you to do this?"
"I got a call from Emily a little after six and she said it was an
emergency and she needed me to do this despite short notice. Like I
said they're paying for my wonderful upcoming retirement so I just did
as I was asked."
"Well aren't you a good worker bee," I said sarcastically. "Doesn't
bother you that you're helping to mess up people's lives?"
"Let 'em eat cake," he scoffed. "I've suffered long enough for the
benefit of others, it's my turn to get some of the gravy."
"What, you don't have enough of it there on your plate?" I shot back as
I noticed all the gravy on his meat and potatoes.
"You have your dad's smartass ways don't you?" he said with a laugh and
then looked me over again. "Too bad you don't have more of your
mother's body. CJ
gave me some of those pictures she took of her and let me tell you
that's how a woman is supposed to look."
"She gave you those?" I asked stunned.
"Well I asked for them," he replied with a dirty grin. "Personally I
wish they had chosen her to do these things instead. To think she's had
two children. It sickens me to know her body has been wasted on Ed for
all these years."
God I thought I was going to puke. What a f*&%ing asshole. Some
people sure do have a lot of gall. It took all I had not to stab him
with my fork.
"Well I'm glad she did waste her time on my dad," I told him in a low
and angry voice. "If she hadn't I might have been stuck with some jerk
like you for a father and then I'd have to kill myself."
"Oh you think Ed's been a good father to you?" He replied almost
laughing. "Do you know what he's been up to at work the last few
"I know everything," I said harshly. "Why do you think I'm going along
with all this humiliating crap? Nonetheless I still love him and would
choose him over you any day. At least he's not planning on leaving us
high and dry like you plan to do to your family."
"Well if I was with your mother instead of my hugely obese wife I
wouldn't be planning to leave," he said as his face became serious.
"Yeah well guess what," I shot back "they won't let my folks break up
even if they wanted to. So there dickwad, I guess she won't be part of
your retirement plan."
"Oh where I'm going there'll be plenty of young women who I can pick
from," He told me and then went back to eating.
"Well I hope you get washed out by a tsunami or something," I said and
then ate the last of my eggs.
"A tsunami?" he said nearly choking on his food. "Very unlikely dear. I
can't remember the last time I heard about one of those. I think I'll
be just fine."
Just then the phone behind the counter began to ring which startled me
a bit. The waitress behind the counter answered it and then handed it
"Hello this is Al," he said into the phone. "Well hello Emily. Yes
everything is going fine it's been a busy night. Yes she's right here.
Other than calling me a dickwad she's been very good. Yeah probably.
Okay. Yeah I can have her do that. Sure. What's that moaning in the
background? Who's Stacy? Hot tub huh? Sounds like a party. Okay yeah
I'll get right on it. You wanna talk to her? Oh okay. Yeah I'll tell
her. Thanks for calling beautiful. You know I do. Bye." He then handed
the phone back and then looked down at my plate again. "So Amanda, I
wouldn't suppose you have the 12.95 to pay for that do you?"
I instantly sat my fork down in disgust. Dammit I knew this was going
to come up.
"Where would I put it if I did?" I asked him.
"Well there's a couple of crevices you could use."
"So I'm guessing you don't have it then?"
"You know I don't."
"Then how do you plan to pay for this?"
"By telling your wife what you're doing."
"We know you're not going to do that," he said sounding amused. "You
would be in so much trouble if you did. No I think some sort of
alternative payment could be arranged."
"I'm not kissing you or anything," I told him bluntly. "I don't care
what they say."
"That's okay dear," he said laughing again. "Emily had something else
in mind." He then turned to the waitress behind the counter. "Flo.
Would you mind getting out the mop and bucket and bringing it out here
Oh God, it figured.
"Sure Al," she replied to him. "But for the tenth time my name isn't
Flo so please stop calling that. My name is Amy."
"Of course Amy I'm sorry," he then turned back to me and said "Doesn't
CJ call you Amy?"
"Yes," I said coldly as I cut more of my steak. "She calls me that
because it has less syllables then Amanda."
"Why doesn't she call you Mandy then? Isn't that short for Amanda?"
"I don't know and I don't care. Most people call me Amanda but of
course lately what I prefer doesn't seem to matter."
"Welcome to the real world," he said flatly as Amy brought out the
mop. "When you're done, Amanda, you can fill that up with water and
soap and mop the entire diner, although you need to sweep it first.
There's a broom by the kitchen door there you can use. Emily wants the
floors looking good too, remember they own this place and want it
I wondered if I'd really get in any trouble if I stabbed him the neck
right then. Probably, but it was still tempting. Shit if the goddesses
owned this place then it must be full of cameras right now or I
probably wouldn't be there. That Jamie guy was probably making
comments about this right now on his show.
"By the way who's this Stacy girl?" Al asked me as he was about to get
up since his plate was now empty. "I could hear her in the background
sounding like she's in ecstasy."
"Someone who I hope never has to meet you," I said before drinking some
of my Sprite.
"Okay Amanda that's enough," he said as he took my plate from me. "I'm
your elder and a family friend and you're in no position to be a little
bitch to me. Now get up and get sweeping so you can show your plain
little body off to these good people. Personally I don't see why Emily
chose you of all people for this, your tits are average and your ass
looks it was stolen from a black woman, although your pussy does look
"Yeah and you look an old fat piece of poop that my brother forgot to
flush one day," I said as I grabbed the last piece of meat from my
plate while he was holding it in an act of defiance. "And I'm not going
to start until I'm done prick." and I then took a bite.
"You're more like your mother than I thought," he said with a stern
look but then just walked away.
Man I was full. Why the hell did I think I needed to finish
for? To piss of Al is why, that and to delay having to sweep and mop
the floor in front of everyone there. The problem now though was that I
felt really stuffed and I didn't really want to move let alone push a
"Here Amanda," Al said to me as he came out of the kitchen with a large
broom in his hand. "I see you're done now so there's nothing to keep
you from paying off your supper. I don't think you want to make a
certain couple of people
angry at you."
I looked at him angrily but knew he was right so I stood up and grabbed
the broom from his hand and then turned around to start sweeping but
was stopped by the sight of all the faces from the other customers
looking directly at me.
Oh God I had to walk past all those people to
sweep everything, and that one jerk was still taking pictures of me.
Man this never got any easier. Wanting to get this over with I picked a
spot and began sweeping forward making sure I kept the dirt trapped in
the bristles. Damn I could tell already that the floor was really
dirty, I could feel it sticking on the bottom of my bare feet.
"Don't even think about looking at her Harold," a lady said to the man
she was with. "Keep your eyes on your plate and I'll tell you when you
I was all for that. The less eyes on me the better. I needed to make
sure I got all of the dirt, I was sure that I couldn't do a half-assed
job like I'd like to. Thank goodness this place wasn't that big,
nonetheless though it was still going to take awhile to do it. My
stomach felt like it weighed a hundred pounds it was so full, I was
going to have to use the bathroom again before I left I imagined.
"Do you shave or do use some kind of other treatment for down there?" a
lady sitting by herself asked me as I pushed by.
"I, ah used a hair remover," I answered nervously without looking at
"Really? What kind?" she asked.
"A friend gave it to me I don't know what it is."
"Oh," she said disappointed. "Well your boyfriend must really like that
look on you, you really have a pretty pussy."
"Thanks," I said unsure of how to take that and then began pushing the
broom faster so I could get away from her.
"Wow dinner and a floor show," the man who had been taking my picture
said as I moved to him. "Can you hold still and smile for one more."
Dammit I had to pose for this didn't I? I stopped for a second and made
myself smile for him while he took another couple of shots.
"Oh thank you miss," he said gratefully. "I've got a long drive ahead
of me and these will be wonderful company. Why are you doing this for?"
"Because the floors are dirty," I said and started sweeping again.
mean why are you naked right now?" he asked amused.
"Better question is 'who cares'," one of the guys in the booth in the
opposite isle said. "More girls need to do things like this. Last
Saturday we were at the Duck's game and some cutie just like this girl
was streaking all over the place. This is definitely something I could
get used to."
"You know what," the second guys friend started, "she looks a lot that
girl from the game. Are the same girl honey?"
I kept sweeping and didn't answer at first. "Miss?" he insisted.
"Yes it was," I replied wishing I could say it wasn't me.
"Oh my God it is," another woman shouted from across the diner. "We
have pictures of you from that game still on our digital. David get out
the camera and let's have a look."
Soon people were getting up and going to the table of the lady with the
pictures. I didn't pay attention to them but I did hear them making
comments on them and people confirming it was me. I now had a small
pile of dirt that I was going to leave in this section and I tried to
hurry in the second aisle to get the rest of it so I could get this
part over with.
"Geez this is crazy," the lady who asked me if I shave blurted out
while looking at the pictures of me. "Look at all of the people there,
there must be tens of thousands, and she's standing right in the middle
of all of it." I then heard her ask me "What was that like?"
"Well," I began thinking of what to say, "like being the center of
attention and having everyone look at you."
"I wish I could do something like this," she replied impressed, "but
I'd be too terrified."
"Why are you doing this?" the camera phone guy asked me again.
It was here that Al felt like stepping in.
"You guys don't know about her?" he asked everyone. Once they all shook
their heads 'no' he went on, "She's doing this because a higher power
is compelling her to."
Well that part was sure accurate.
"This is part of her religion," Al went on. "She's doing this as an act
of shame or something along those lines. She has a website and
everything that tells you all about it."
"She does?" the lady with the football pictures said.
"Yes," Al confirmed. "What's the name of it again Amanda? I forget."
Suddenly all heads turned towards me waiting for the answer.
"Um..well," I stammered not wanting to answer.
"Oh c'mon Amanda," Al chided, "I know you know the name to your own
website. Now what is it?"
"VirginAmanda.net" I said after swallowing down a lump. This seemed to
cause some amusement among the group.
"Does this mean you're a virgin?" the camera phone guy asked and I just
nodded my head while I swept. "Oh I need more pictures."
"You're a virgin and you're running around and showing your body to
everyone?" one of the guys said. "I'm not complaining but that's not
really normal is it?"
"Are you trying to get a man or something?" one of the other guys
"No," I answered plainly and then began sweeping my new pile of dirt
over to my old pile of dirt.
"She likes it when people talk about her body to her," Al said to them
and gave me a wicked grin. "It's part of her shame thing that she's
Oh that piece of crap, he did not just say that. Oh no, I could feel
that feeling growing down there again. My body was going to betray me
again full stomach and all.
"Well if that's the case I love your ass," the camera phone guy blurted
out. "I don't see many like that. Must be comfortable to sit on."
"Excuse me," the lady with the husband who's not supposed to look at me
stepped in, "we're done. Dinner is free for us right?"
"Yes ma'am," Al confirmed. "Thank you for letting her do this and not
make a fuss."
"That's fine," she replied. "We need to go though because I don't know
how much longer I can expect my husband to keep his eyes to himself.
Don't even think you're going on that website either Harold."
I finally had all the dirt swept up into a pile in the back of the
diner, the thing of it was that now I needed a dustpan or something
like that. Crap I'd probably have to bend over to do that too.
"She does have perky little titties there doesn't she?" one of the guys
mentioned to each other. "And you know what else, by the looks of her
she probably is a virgin. I'm not sure if you could get a piece of
thread up there."
"Do you have a dustpan?" I asked loudly trying to ignore those comments.
"Yes," Al answered and began walking towards the back. "Let me get it
"How many inches are your legs Amanda?" the shave question lady asked
"I don't know I've never measured them," I answered trying not to sound
"They must take a long time to shave," she said as her eyes went up and
down them. "Or do you use a hair remover on those too."
"I'm hairless okay," I blurted out. "Other than on my head I can't grow
any hair anymore."
I heard a couple of the men make a moaning sound after hearing that,
not what I wanted to hear. Dangit, I could feel that feeling starting
to spread. I hoped it would slow down. Al came back out carrying a
dustpan and walked up and handed it to me.
"This is what you get for calling me names little girl," he whispered
to me so no one else could hear. "I know all about your conditioning to
get aroused when you're really embarrassed."
What the hell was he talking about. Conditioning?
"Now why don't you sweep that up really fast so I can take the broom
and pan back."
"Can you hold the dustpan for me so I can sweep it up easier?" I asked
"You know the answer to that sweetcheeks," he responded smugly and then
crossed his arms and waited to watch me sweep it up.
'This would be a lot easier if this broom wasn't so big.' I
dustpan down on the floor in front of the pile of dirt I had swept up
and glanced over at everyone and saw that all of the males in the
building had their attention squared right on me, knowing that I would
have to bend down somehow to do the job. I decided to do this in the
least humiliating way I could think of -- I faced front and with my
legs locked together as tightly as I could I bent forward keeping what
was between my legs as hidden from view as possible. As I quickly swept
up as much dirt as I could into the dustpan I noticed out of the corner
of my eye guys' heads craning and bending in an attempt to get a
better look at my goodies which I'd made extra sure where blocked from
their view. Since I was balancing on the tops of my feet I almost feel
over once, which was the last thing I would've wanted, but I used the
broom to help even out my balance and luckily I got it all swept
"Oh she still has some modesty doesn't she," the camera phone guy said
outloud as he snapped off more pictures. "I guess you'd have to if this
is supposed to be
I grabbed the dustpan with my free hand and quickly stood up and walked
over to one of the garbage cans and dumped the dirt into it.
"Why do you even bother pretending you're not into this?" Al asked me
in a quiet condescending tone. "Keeping your legs together like that
fool these hicks but not me. I can see your nipples getting hard, you
like this as much
as we all like watching you do this."
"Then you must really hate seeing me do this then," I replied as I
brushed past him and hurried my way through the aisle and over to the
counter where the mop bucket was. "Where can I fill this up at?" I
asked Amy behind the
counter after handing her the broom and dustpan.
"You'll have to use the sink in the kitchen," she answered. "It's the
only one big enough to put that thing in. Here come back with me and
I'll show you where it is, and I'll make sure the cook and dishwasher
behave themselves when they see you."
I followed her back into the kitchen and she led me over to a large
metal sink. The cook looked over at me and smiled from where he was but
didn't come over which made me happy.
"He's married," Amy began referring to the cook, "and me and his wife
are good friends so he'll behave himself as long as I'm here. Normally
there are sanitation rules about showing this much skin in a kitchen
but we won't tell anybody this time." She then winked at me and gave me
a nice smile which I returned. "Do you really have a website like that
Al guy said?"
"Yes ma'am," I replied as I looked away from her embarrassed and then
picked up the mop bucket and placed it in the sink and poured some soap
"Has anybody told you that's crazy?" she asked wide-eyed.
"The little person inside my head tells me that all the time," I said
as I turned on the water and began to fill up the bucket. "And yes many
people have said I'm crazy."
"Are you planning on getting a tan or something?" she asked as she
looked me over. "I mean you look great and all but I know if it was me
and I was going to do something like this, although I'd die if I had to
do something like this, I'd get an all over tan first you know just to
"I'd be interested in that," I answered honestly. "That way people will
quit telling me how white I look."
"Oh I'm sorry I didn't mean it like that," she said apologetically.
"I know," I said with a sigh, "this is just really hard."
"I bet," she said understandingly. "I imagine this Al jerkoff isn't
making it any easier. How do you know him?"
"He's a friend of my dad's," I told her. "They work together."
"He's been creeping me out ever since he got here," she began to tell
me. "He just comes rolling in all high and mighty and says he's in
charge tonight as a favor to the owners and has been a big pain in the
ass ever since. He keeps calling me Flo for some reason and I keep
catching him checking me out all the time, and here he's making you
sweep and mop the place in front of everyone like this."
"He keeps telling me how he wishes he could be with my mother," I
rolled my eyes when I said this and then turned off the water. "As if
somehow she'd ever sink
"He said that to you?" Amy said shocked. "Oh my God what a f*&%ing
sleaze bag. I'm so glad I poured that eyewash into his coffee when he
had his dinner."
"You did what?" I asked as I lifted the bucket, which was quite heavy,
out of the sink and sat it on the floor.
"Eyewash in his coffee dear," she said with as a grin crept across her
face, "an old trick to get back at jerk customers who give us a hard
time. Pretty soon ol' Al will be shitting for days in the bathroom when
that stuff hits his system."
"Wow!" I expressed happily. "I always thought you guys just spit in the
food. I hope you gave him the whole bottle."
"I gave him enough to keep him busy," she said with another wink. "Now
I guess you have to go back out there and finish up don't you?"
"Yeah I do I'm afraid," I said sighing again, "but it'll be easier if
Al is indisposed."
I put the mop into the bucket and used its handle to push the bucket
through the kitchen and then followed Amy back out behind the counter
where I was met with a new surprise.
"Whoa there she is!" a young guy shouted as he pointed his finger at
me. "Shit we found her!"
Four young guys who looked to be in their late teens had come in while
I was in the back and were now standing in front of me on the other
side of the counter with looks of excitement on their faces. From what
the one guy had just said it sounded like they'd been searching for me.
"You're Amanda right?" the guy on the far left asked me. "The naked
I looked over and saw Al standing in the corner looking like he was
trying to hold in laughter, I hoped that eyewash kicked in soon. I took
a deep breath and then nodded to them that I was Amanda which just
seemed to make them want to burst.
"Oh this is so killer," the guy on the left said as his face lit up
even more. "I can't believe we ran into you here."
"Yeah," the guy next to him began, "we've been watching you on my
laptop when we saw the truck stop and wondered to ourselves if this
happened to be the place you were at and dammit here you are. I can't
believe we get to see you up close like this."
"You were watching your laptop while you were driving?" I asked stunned
at this revelation.
"Well we were," the next guy over, who was the first one to speak when
I came out said. "Donnie here was driving and he only looked when he
could. Your site told us about the radio show that was talking about
you so we found it and it said you were at a truck stop."
"We're from North Medford High Schoo," the guy on the far right told
me, I then remembered that was one of the high schools the goddesses
sent pictures of me to on Monday after they put this stupid collar on
me. "We're on our way to Corvallis for our football game there
"That's a long way to go for a football game," I said to him as I
looked around nervously as if to find somewhere to escape.
"Everything's a long way from Medford," the guy on the left said with a
laugh in his voice as his eyes were fixed hard on my breasts. "Wow you
look better in person than you do in your pictures."
"Yeah you're hot," the guy next to him proclaimed. "I've been trying to
get my girlfriend to do this but I haven't been able to get her to yet.
She loved your pictures that we all got in our e-mails the other day
though, and she's not gay or anything either. Most of the girls there
think you're a slut even though you're a virgin but there are a few
that think you're real cool."
Suddenly in the corner of my eye I saw Al grab his stomach with his
arms and begin to double over. I looked over at him and saw his eyes
begin to bulge out as if he knew what was coming and then suddenly he
darted for the bathroom all the while still holding his stomach. I
couldn't help but smile a little at the thought of what he was about to
"You mind if we videotape you?" the guy on the right asked me. "We
happen to have our video recorder with us and you said on your site
that people are always welcome to photograph you whenever you're out.
So is it okay?"
As much as I wanted to tell him 'hell no' I made myself nod at him
knowing I had to. He then smiled and set a bag up on the counter and
pulled out a digital video camera and began setting getting it ready.
"I bet you guys are happy I brought this now aren't you?" he said to
the rest of them.
"Do really think this is what God wants you to do?" the guy on the left
asked practically jumping out of his shoes with excitement. "I mean
it's cool and everything if you do -- I'm just wondering and all."
"Why else would I so something like this?" I replied.
"And this actually embarrasses you doesn't it?" the guy next to him
"A little," I nearly whispered.
"But yet you do it anyway," he said joyfully. "You even promote it by
sending everyone at our high school pictures of you. That's fricken'
"Are you going to mop the floor now?" the guy on the right asked.
"I was hoping to."
"Oh that's just awesome," he said in amazement. "The guys on the team
are going to shit themselves when we show them the video of that."
"You guys have to order something if you're going to stay," Amy said to
them and then snuck me another wink. "This isn't a public park guys."
"We'll have a large plate of onion rings and four Coke's please," the
guy on the left said without hesitation and without taking his eyes off
of me. "Make sure you get all of this dude and I want a copy of it when
we get back on Saturday."
"Oh I'll make copies for whoever wants one," the guy with camera told
them. "Some will have to pay for it but I think the team should get its
As my embarrassment grew, along with my unwanted arousal, a loud moan
came from the men's room area and then another one quickly followed.
Everyone's head turned that direction for a minute which to me was very
"Sounds like all the excitement has gotten to him," the guy with the
camera phone said loudly from his booth. "I guess instead of squeezing
one off he's squeezing one out."
Everyone laughed to themselves for a moment but soon the attention went
back to me.
"By the way I'm Mitch," the guy on the far left introduced himself and
then pointed to the guy next to him, "this is Brandon and the dork next
to him is Kurt. The big guy with the camera is our running back Donnie
who's also the one who drove us here. None of us are Christians or
anything but we love what you're doing anyway, in fact right now I'm
getting a really big boner and will probably need to sit down soon."
"Yeah me too!" Brandon proclaimed. "Please don't let us stop from doing
your job, by all means do the floors. We'll just wait for the onion
rings right here."
"Oh God No!" We heard Al shout from the bathroom which made most of us
"Oh I forgot to fill the toilet paper rolls when I got here," Amy said
aloud with a wicked grin. "Hope he has enough in there."
I was surprised how my amusement at Al's predicament helped me overcome
my embarrassment at being naked enough to make pushing the mop out from
behind the counter easier than it would have. Seeing the lustful looks
on the faces of these young guys when I actually did brought me back
emotionally to where I usually was when I had to do something like this.
It took me about twenty minutes or so to mop the whole floor and Donnie
with the camera followed me closely the whole time, his camera facing
me every second. He did ask me a few questions, many of which I didn't
answer like 'where do I go to school' or 'what town do I live in', but
I did answer one of them as best as I could.
"Everywhere as far as I know," I said, answering his question as to
where all the cameras are. "I have nothing to do with where or how
they're set up."
"Damn that must add to the excitement of all of this for you," he said
in amused bewilderment. "How much of the site are you actually involved
"I star on it," I told him with a grunt as I pushed the mop around. "It
revolves around me and everything so I'm involved in everything at some
Before I was done the lady who had asked me all the questions about
whether I shaved or not gave me a hug as she left and the camera phone
guy's phone finally got full and he left too along with a couple of
others. The other three young guys just ate their onion rings and
watched me with lustful awe as I sweatily pushed the mop around, which
caused parts of my body to jiggle. At least the work was taking my mind
off what my body was doing, which was becoming turned on. When I
mopped the last bit I felt so relieved that I finally had completed
that task that I just pushed the mop bucket right back behind the
counter and into the kitchen out of view and took a deep breath to calm
"Just leave it there," Amy said to me as she followed me into the
kitchen. "We'll have to mop again later so don't bother dumping it out.
Boy you sure look all flushed, are you one of those types who gets all
turned on when you get embarrassed?"
"Unfortunately it seems that way." I said as I tried to hide my face
from her. "I don't like it though."
"Yeah and it probably gives people the wrong idea too," she said
sympathetically. "I can't imagine why God would want you to do
something like this. What is shaming yourself like this suppose to
"It reminds people of their own shame," I repeated once again, "or
their potential lack of it."
"Well I don't know about all that but I think Al is feeling a warm
sense of shame now," Amy teased.
"Yeah thanks to you," I said laughing. "I noticed he's still in there."
"He needs to find something to wipe with I imagine," she said laughing
too. "Since you're done now then I guess your bill is paid. Where are
you off to?"
"Eugene," I replied sorrowfully. "I don't really like it there but I
have to go, someone's waiting there for me."
"Well I'll walk you out when you go. Hopefully those boys won't try to
follow you or anything. I'll threaten to call the police if they do."
"Make sure to only threaten," I said to her. "Don't actually do it or I
may get in trouble."
"Don't worry," she said to me and put her hand on my shoulder, "I've
got a pistol in my purse and I'll use that if nothing else works."
She walked me back out front where I was met with Donnie's video camera
staring at me again.
"The guy in the bathroom has been screaming for some toilet paper,"
Mitch told us with an amused grin. "Sounds like he's having a bad time
in there, I hope he wasn't eating onion rings."
"He wasn't and I'll get him some in a minute," Amy said. "Amanda you'd
better go tell him you're done and are going to leave."
"You're leaving?" Kurt asked me sounding disheartened. "Do you have to?"
"Yes I do," I told him. "I have to be somewhere."
I then went back out in front and walked over to the rest room area and
was met with a foul smell coming from the men's room. I had a hard time
keeping from laughing while I spoke through the door. "I'm finished
mopping Al." I told him. "I'm going to be leaving now since I've done
what I was supposed to."
"You little bitch I know you had something to do with this," he said to
me angrily through his stall in the bathroom.
"I don't know what you're talking about," I told him trying not to
laugh. "You've watched me the whole time I've been here how could I
have done anything? You probably ate too fast. Good God something
smells like it died in there."
"Just have that little tart bring me some toilet paper and then get the
hell out of here and away from me you little whore!" he shouted back.
"Oh sure thing asshole," I replied snidely. "I'll tell my dad 'hi' for
you when I see him next."
I then laughed to myself as I walked back out front and was met by the
four guys who had filmed my whole conversation with Al on their camera.
"Can we get a shot with you and the four of us on camera before you
take off?" Brandon asked me nicely.
"Sure," I answered him reluctantly and then the three of
the camera suddenly moved in next to me with all of them putting their
arms around me.
"Ma'am?" Donnie said to Amy. "Would you mind filming this so I can get
into this shot too?"
Amy took the camera from him and he then jumped into the shot with us
standing behind me and putting both of his arms around my neck.
"Watch the hands guys," I told them as one of their hands brushed my
butt. "I'm a girl of God remember, I'm supposed to remain pure."
They all laughed at that and moved their hands to safer parts of my
body and then all shouted "North Medford rules!" in unison and then
squeezed into me really tightly until Amy told them to ease off. I
pushed my way out of them but could still feel their touch on my skin,
it really made me feel funny and not in an arousing way. God I could
see in their eyes that these guys wished they could have sex with
me which to me was very foreign. It was both flattering and repulsive
to me at the same time.
"She has to go guys," Amy said to them, "and don't get any ideas about
following her or I'll make trouble for you."
"We're not rapists ma'am," Mitch told her. "Even if we were we'd
probably be caught on camera anyway since she's being filmed so much."
"Well I hope you guys win your game tomorrow," I said to them and
"You wouldn't want to come root us on would you?" Donnie asked me. "We
could get together after and do something maybe."
"I'm not allowed to," I said feeling grateful for that, "but thanks
anyway. God bless you guys and take care of yourselves."
"Bye," they all said. And then Mitch added, "We'll make sure and watch
you as much as we can. We're going to be heroes at school on Monday for
getting to meet
"I hope it serves you well," I said as inside I hated the idea of them
showing a video of me around their school.
Amy walked me out to my car as she said she would and I was glad to see
it was still there. With leaving my keys inside like they had told me I
was worried someone was going to take it. I immediately jumped inside
and turned on the engine to warm it up and get the windows defrosted.
"It's cold out here," Amy mentioned to me. "You're going to get sick if
you're out here too long."
"You'd think so wouldn't you?" I replied knowing I probably wouldn't.
"Would you mind waiting here until I drive off just so no one will
"Not at all," she answered. "I'm in no hurry to get Al his TP. Let him
sweat a little more."
The cell phone in my car suddenly began ringing. Damn I hoped they
weren't going to tell me I had more to do here and I couldn't leave yet.
"Hello?" I said into the phone when I answered it.
"Hey sweetie," Emily said pleasantly on the other end. "I just wanted
you to know that went really well in there and I'm very pleased with
you right now."
"Thanks." I replied in relief that she was happy.
"I'm sorry Al is so tasteless in how he acts," Emily went on. "He is
useful to us but he sure is a piece of crap sometimes. I hope he plans
on cleaning up his mess he's making in our bathroom. Anyway sweet pea
Casey gets off in 45 minutes and we'd like you to get there before she
"But I'm about 45 minutes away from there now," I told her. "I'll try
but I'll be cutting it close. Can I turn up the heat in here now please
because it's really cold in here."
"Yes if you promise to keep pretending to be cold for the audience,"
she insisted. "You know rub yourself and all that, they seem to like
that. Those guys coming in from Medford was a stroke of luck and really
added to the show don't you think?"
"I guess," I replied sarcastically as I turned up the heater in the car.
"You looked so sexy pushing that mop around," she continued. "Poor
Stacy just passed out from exhaustion a minute ago, seeing you do that
just got her so excited. You should see her sleeping so peacefully here
on the couch, she's almost as angelic as you are when you sleep. By the
way she came up with a great thing for you to do tomorrow night, I'm
glad we had you ask her."
"What is it?" I asked curiously.
"We'll tell you tomorrow after the thing at U of O," she teased me.
"Right now you'd better get going if you want to get to Casey before
she gets off and CJ has your dad thrown in jail for something."
"What?" I shouted into the phone. "Why would she do that?"
"Because he keeps rejecting her advances," Emily told me. "I know
that's really childish of her but she doesn't take rejection well and
wants to get back at him."
"Please don't let her do that," I pleaded. "I mean he's turning her
down because of what she's making me do, you know that."
"Sure I do," she replied, "and if you make it to Casey's before she
gets off then I'll make sure CJ behaves herself. If not then there
isn't much I can do and she'll probably do something nasty."
"Oh c'mon Emily," I begin to beg. "I'd have to drive fast to make sure
I get there before that. What if I get pulled over?"
"Then your dad is f*&$ed," she said flatly. "You will be too for a
little while at least. Lucky for you though you're valuable."
"I'm leaving right no," I told her and then put my seat belt on.
"Please give me some leeway on this, please. I'm doing what you ask me
"Yes you are and I know you'll you make it there with time to spare
darlin'. Make sure you listen to the last of Jamie's show before you
change the station to something else, you might hear something
interesting. Drive safely sweet pea." she then hung up the phone as my
mind began praying not to get pulled over while I speed down the