Naked In School

"I’m scared," I whispered.

"You think I’m not? You think this is easy for me? I’d be half-ready to piss my pants, if I were wearing any. You remember. You remember what we went through yesterday. And now you know how I’ve felt about you, right all along. Do you realize what that meant to me?"

My world came crashing down all around me. Because I did know. I did know. It wasn’t just sex, it was me. How the hell did he manage to go through with it? And there I was, leading him through the woods, naked, and giving him the kiss to end all kisses. I looked at him. I was crying a little, I know I was. And he was just kind of grinning at me. "Jared," I said in a low, shaky voice, "you are the bravest person I’ve ever had the pleasure to know. "

"No, I’m not that brave," he argued.

"Yeah. Yeah, you are." I straightened up, dried my eyes, and smiled at him. Not the mask smile. Nope, this was a different smile, one just for him. "So, where are you taking me to dinner?"

He smiled back. It lit up my little corner of the world. I also do believe I saw a big sigh of relief! "Do you like The Mariner?"

The Mariner was a seafood restaurant. It was a shack-had all the ambience of a backyard barbecue with a roof stuck on top-but the food was fantastic. "I love The Mariner," I said truthfully. "That’d be great. What time? I have cheerleading, I get home around four."

"Six?" he asked.

"Six is perfect." Just then, I had a little brainstorm. "Jared, have you done any of the outreach?"

"Well, I was naked at home yesterday, but that’s it."

"Never been out in public naked?"

"No," he admitted.

"Neither have I. I don’t know if I could do it alone. I think I’d need someone to do it with me."

"Uh-oh. You’re not suggesting…"

"Yeah, I am. Let’s go out tonight naked."

"Amanda, I am not that brave, I just told you that."

"Yes, you are." I looked at him. "The thing is, well, there’s two things. The first one is, I want to do it, but I’m not brave enough to do it alone. I am brave enough to do it with you. The second thing is-this is hard to explain. We’ve been together naked for three days. If we put clothes on tonight-I don’t know. I just want us like this." It was hard to put my feelings into words.

Evidently, it was good enough for him. "OK. We’ll do The Mariner au naturel."

We finished up lunch and headed for Bio. Of course, we were stopped. I was asked to pose, and I did-and got felt up while doing it. Then he was asked to pose by a bunch of girls, and he was hilarious-did all these mock-bodybuilding things, and then wagged his dick at them. I was in stitches. They were, too. He grabbed my hand and we made our way to class. I was getting felt up and prodded the whole way there, by guys I couldn’t even see-while the guy I was now dating-yes, one date counts, especially with all else that had been going on-anyway, the guy I was now dating was doing nothing more than holding my hand. And it was glorious.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN JARED

She said yes! SHE SAID YES!

And I was now committed to go out, in public, to a restaurant, wearing nothing but my shoes.

Fuck it-SHE SAID YES!!!!!

And I would have to go pick her up, at her house, with her parents there, in the nude.

Fuck it-did I mention she said yes?

I was delirious. Completely delirious. And the looks she kept giving me, in Bio-undisguised adoration. I couldn’t believe it. I was on the moon.

The rest of school flew by. I let a couple girls jack me off, and did it with a smile. I didn’t feel embarrassed any more. That was probably a good thing-considering I was bound to be embarrassed walking into The Mariner like this!

Amanda and I walked out of History, and just grabbed our clothes. We walked into the path in the woods again-and this time I kissed her.

I threw my clothes on-I needed a little time for modesty, after all, since I wouldn’t be getting any tonight-and practically ran home.

"What’s up, Jared?" Tina greeted me when I came in. "You look excited or something."

"Tina, I have a date tonight. With Amanda Frazier."

"You spilt the beans?" she asked. I nodded yes. "Good for you!" She tossed me a coke. I told her the whole story.

"Jeez," she said when I was done, "she had no idea you were talking about her until you asked her?"

"Apparently not."

"Look, Jared, listen. I take what I said back about her being a phony. I don’t think she is anymore. At least not to you."

"I think you’re right."

"And she’s right about one thing, little brother. You are incredibly brave."

"I hope so," I sighed. "I forgot to tell you the kicker. I think she’s trying to be brave herself, so she talked me into going out tonight in the buff."

Tina practically choked on her coke. "You’re going to walk into The Mariner starkers? My goodness. I wonder if any of my pals are up for dinner out tonight-this I gotta see!"

"Oh, no you don’t," I told her. "And, besides which, I need the car."

"Of course you do, but I can get a lift." Then she smirked at me. "Oh, and dear brother, if you get any slimy substances on the seat of our car, wipe ‘em up, would you?"

"Of course."

"You wanna borrow my monster dildo?"

I cracked up at that one. "I don’t think so."

Mom and Dad got home shortly after that, and I got to tell them the good news, too. They were thrilled, and bemused that we were going nude. Then, I went to take a shower.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN AMANDA

I don’t even remember cheerleading. I hope I didn’t fuck up too many routines!

Afterwards, I did something really strange. I grabbed my clothes-and stuffed them in my bag. I walked home naked. People were driving by and honking and waving. It was very liberating.

I felt like a completely different person. Only three days, and I felt like a different person. What shocked me was how good it felt. Why had I been hiding behind a mask all these years?

Of course, if I was mildly shocked at my behavior, that was nothing compared to my mother. I walked in the house and called "Hi" to her. Then I walked into the kitchen.

"Hi, honey." That’s when she saw me. "AMANDA! Put some clothes on this instant!"

"Why?" I giggled. "I’m home now, what difference does it make?"

"You might be parading around school like that, but it has no place here! Did you walk home like that?"

"Yup," I admitted. "Gave the neighbors a good show. Mr. Dalrymple was watering his lawn, I think I almost gave him a coronary." Mr. Dalrymple was our neighbor-he was about sixty or so.

"AMANDA! This is what I was afraid of. This Program has messed with your mind."

"Yup, it sure has," I agreed. "And I’ve never felt better."

"This is not how I raised you!"

"You’re right," I spat out. "It’s not. You raised me to be afraid of my own shadow, afraid of everyone else around me, afraid of my own body, afraid of boys. That is how you raised me. And I’m not putting up with it anymore." She was shocked. And I wasn’t wearing any masks. "Oh, and I’ve got another news flash for you, Mom. I have a date tonight. With Jared, my partner in The Program. We’re going to The Mariner." I spread my arms out. "And we’re going like this."

"You’re not going anywhere like that, young lady!"

"Try and stop me!" With that, I ran upstairs to my room.

I sat up there for a while, thinking. Then there was a knock at my door. Thinking it was Mom, I was about to tell her to go away, and then I heard Daddy’s voice. "Punkin? Can I come in?"

"Sure," I said-and then tried to stop myself. I had forgotten-I was still naked. It was too late, Dad was already through the door. Ah well, I suppose he was going to see it tonight anyhow.