While Eveline was working on her first lecture about the West African Confederation and modeling for the Emerald Empire Auction House catalogue, Jenny had a stressful situation of her own to deal with.
After a particularly grueling basketball practice, she returned home to find her little sister Lynne dressed in a Christmas outfit. Oh shit. She had forgotten that her family usually took their annual Christmas card pictures towards the end of October, to make sure they had plenty of time to get cards printed and sent to everyone in their extended family.
Lynne had a particularly malicious expression in her face. She held out a Santa hat.
“Hey, Jenny. Like my outfit? Remember how last year you said I looked stupid dressed like an elf? Here. This is your outfit.”
Lynne had nothing her hand except the hat.
“Who’s gonna look stupid this year? If I’m the elf, I guess you get to be the winter nymph.”
“Lynne, you little bitch, quit fucking with me. Gimme the rest of my outfit.”
“You got your outfit. All of it. Remember, you did have Mom and Dad sign that nudist contract, didn’t you? Can’t be a hypocrite about it, now can we? That’s what Dad said.”
Jenny had thought that Lynne looked ridiculous in her elf outfit and had made fun of her the previous year, but seeing her father in a Christmas outfit was even worse. He was a totally no-nonsense person who was not the sort to wear anything other than his normal work clothing. However, once a year he reluctantly indulged his wife and put on the costume. It looked totally out-of-place on him, he knew that, and it put him in a bad mood.
Furthermore, Jenny also knew that her father remained extremely irritated over her decision to go to school naked. He would get back at her by forcing her to show herself as a nudist during the family Christmas photos. As he put it:
“If this is the way you want to run around in school, then this is how everyone’s going to see you for Christmas. You know I hate hypocrites.”
Jenny’s mother yelled at everyone to get in the car and told her husband to drive them to the same family photographer they had gone to for years. The photographer was surprised to see Jenny wearing nothing but a Santa hat. Jenny’s father forced her to explain her situation.
The girls had to pose first. Lynne cheerfully positioned herself with a centuries-old jewelry box that they always used in holiday photos. It was a family tradition, going back to the invention of portrait photography, that the youngest generation in Jenny’s family always posed for a formal Christmas portrait. Every year’s picture included the old gift box, which was an family heirloom that had been in every Christmas portrait in Jenny’s family for over well-over a century.
Jenny’s father snapped his fingers and directed the older daughter to take her position next to her little sister. Jenny and her little sister posed for a series of pictures, but the final pose, where Jenny stood behind Lynne and put her hands on the younger girl’s shoulders was the one that everyone liked the best. This picture made the final cut and would be on the cover of hundreds of Christmas cards, including some extras Lynne wanted to give to her school friends. Obviously people would have questions about Jenny’s lack of attire in their formal Christmas portrait. Over and over, she would have to explain to relatives and family friends that she had formally declared herself a nudist. That meant… when Christmas rolled around, she’d have to go to all the family reunions dressed as she was now. Not a pleasant thought at all.
Appearances are often deceptive. Family members always commented the sisters looked so cute together in their portraits. But, at the moment they were posing, there was no “comfort and joy” in that studio. Her older sister’s predicament made Lynne beam with sadistic joy, while Jenny kept thinking how satisfying it would be to move her hands from Lynne’s shoulders and wrap them around that nasty little kid’s neck. It was just a few inches difference between her shoulders and her throat… So tempting…
Following the Christmas portraits, Jenny’s little sister Lynne came up with an excellent idea to help her older sister meet one of her high school graduation requirements. She knew that her older sister had not yet completed her community service as required by the district for graduating, and she had a perfect idea to help out. Since Jenny was the high-school team captain and such great player, why not have her complete her community service teaching basketball techniques to younger players? Specifically, Jenny could complete her required hours going to Lynne’s school and teaching her classmates the tricks she knew about the sport and handling the ball. That way she could do live demonstrations and share her knowledge with hundreds of 11-year-olds. The girl decided to visit Jenny’s school to suggest her idea directly to Coach Strickland.
Everyone thought Lynne had a fantastic proposal. It was true that when Jenny graduated from her school, her experience and knowledge of the game would be leaving with her. Why not leave some of that experience and knowledge behind with Lynne’s classmates?
Lynne even had to foresight to talk to her own gym teacher and get the necessary paperwork before showing up at the high school. It was so thoughtful of her to do all that running around ahead-of-time to make sure Jenny didn’t have to do any of the work.
Lynne knew how to put on the charm when she needed to. Everyone on Coach Strickland’s team liked her, and they were all impressed by how that kid cared enough about her big sister to come up with a community service project that suited her perfectly.
“You’re sister’s so adorable!” “She’s such a cutie!” “I wish I had a sister like her, instead of my stupid brother!” “You’re so lucky to have her!”
Jenny went to Lynne’s school the following Friday. She was mortified at the thought of having to go to her sister’s middle school in the nude, but she figured it wouldn’t last too long and she’d get done quickly. She’d go straight to the basketball court, put in her time teaching her sister’s classmates some tricks of the game, and leave. Maybe 50-60 students, mostly girls, would see her, along with a few teachers.
Lynne had suggested to her principal that Jenny should speak about her high school’s previous championship game in front of the entire school, before starting her basketball training sessions. The school’s principal thought that was an excellent idea. She met Jenny at the front door and escorted her to the school auditorium, where 600 middle school students were waiting. The administrator commented:
“It’d probably also be a good idea for you to talk to everyone about your nudist lifestyle. You might as well start off with that. They’re all going to be wondering why you’re naked. I’m curious to know myself, to be honest. It’ll be a good story, I’m sure, about how and why you got started. Then you can lead into talking about basketball, last year’s games, what went right and what went wrong with your team, and then what you have in mind for your training.”
“And another thing. I’d like you to take some questions at the end. My school’s journalism students are writing an article about you and I am sure they’ll have plenty of things to ask.”
The principal led her visitor onto the school’s stage. Jenny was in total shock as she contemplated the huge room that was filled to capacity. She first had to explain why she became a nudist. She’d have to make something up. The truth was not going to work; that had she agreed to give up her clothes because she was obsessed with Evelyn’s body.
Sweet little Lynne was waiting on the stage in all her innocent bitchiness and her usual evil smile.
As soon as Jenny was positioned behind the microphone, Lynne’s basketball teammates gathered around her on the stage. The principal introduced the high school team captain as the middle schoolers, especially the boys, cheered wildly. Cameras and cell phones flashed continuously. Within an hour, hundreds of pictures of Jenny’s bare body and blushing nervous face would be posted online for the entire world to see.
This is the sort of thing people have nightmares about. And just how in the hell did she get herself into this?
I gave up my clothes, probably for the next several years, just so I could touch Evelyn’s ass… I must be fucking insane.
During her speech, Jenny dug herself even deeper into her dilemma. Instead of trying to be non-committal, she repeated all the things she had told her parents when she had to convince them to let her go nude – that playing and exercising naked allowed her skin to breathe during practices and helped her concentrate on her game. Without realizing what she was doing until it was too late, she was claiming that nudism changed her life for the better and had helped her shed a bunch of bad habits.
Now it would be even more difficult for her to go back on her commitment without looking like a total hypocrite. And that was a real problem for Jenny. She couldn’t bear the thought of “losing face”.
Jenny was so happy when the nerve-wracking student assembly was finally finished. Now she could instruct Lynne’s teammates and then get the hell out of the building.
Two boys who worked as photographers for the school newspaper followed Jenny and the girls’ basketball team into the gym. One had a high quality camera designed for taking sports pictures, and the other had a video camera. It wasn’t every day that the captain of the state’s best high school girls’ basketball team came to instruct in the middle school, so the gym teacher wanted the training to be recorded for future classes.
The boys were more than happy to take non-stop high-resolution pictures their visitor and make a video recording of the entire workout session. Jenny noticed that most of the time the journalism students had their cameras pointed at her, not at their classmates.
The videos and pictures would be posted to the school’s student news website. Within a few days the website of Lynne’s school would have more hits and likes than any other middle-school journalism class website in the US. The school photographers would become famous, and their future in the field was assured.
Jenny was determined not to make herself into a bigger fool than she was already, so she did do the best job she possibly could teaching Lynne’s teammates various tricks she had learned on the basketball court. At the very least, the girls couldn’t say that she didn’t know basketball or that she was not a good instructor.
She focused on her skills and there were a few moments that she was actually able to forget that she was naked in front of a bunch of middle-school students and teachers.
Lynne had another idea to make her sister useful for her school. She suggested that Jenny take a portrait-style picture and have several autograph-signing events to raise money for her basketball team.
Lynne’s school charged $10 dollars for a high-quality picture with Jenny’s original signature. The pictures were hugely popular and became increasingly valuable with sports memorabilia collectors as time went on. Within five years a picture from Jenny’s first autograph session could sell for as high as $ 14,000 dollars.
The principal of Lynne’s middle school called Jenny and her two best journalism students into her office to allow her to give an in-depth interview about her sports career. They set up a professional-quality video camera and started asking lots of questions about the high school team. More importantly, the boys wanted to know what Jenny had in mind for future training sessions at the middle school and how she envisioned the future of the girls she was training.
Jenny felt sick. She had just realized that her visit to Lynne’s school was not going to be a one-time experience. The principal had every intention of making her complete all of her community service hours at the middle school, not just a single session.
What an idiot, she thought to herself. How in the fuck didn’t I see this coming?
Coach Strickland showed up with Evelyn just as the student interview with Jenny was wrapping up. Jenny was relieved that her naked day at Lynn’s school was about to end. There would be plenty of fallout from her time at the school, but maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. One could always hope…
The principal immediately recognized Evelyn as the model on all those auction house advertisements, and the infamous hostess who had her picture taken with Comandante Foxtrot when he walked off with that famous antique pot.
The middle school principal and the high school coach chatted for a few minutes before Jenny found out an important detail about her hostess. It turned out her husband was one of the women’s basketball coaches at Tri-State University. He also sat on the athletic scholarship committee.
Coach Strickland knew the university coach, of course, but she did not know that he was married to the middle school principal. She was just as surprised as was Jenny to find out how important the school official would be in determining Jenny’s future.
“…so, I’m curious about your athlete here and her nudism. She was saying at the assembly that it helps give her an edge with her playing. What do you think? Does she play better when she’s naked?”
“I’d say so. Yes. I know she feels a bit apprehensive when she goes on the court in the nude, and it makes her more aggressive. I think it also makes the players from the other team under-estimate her. And it helps her skin breathe, you know, she can sweat freely and not have to worry about a wet uniform.”
“And your other girl here? What about her game?”
“Evelyn’s game has improved a lot since she decided to go nude. A lot. She was mediocre last year, and now she’s one of my better players. Not as good as Jenny, but still pretty good.”
“That’s interesting, and here’s why. The university is considering implementing a policy that would allow student athletes to go nude. I’m thinking that Jenny would be a great candidate to promote the pilot program for the policy change, and I was going to suggest that to my husband. She gets a full-ride scholarship, and in exchange she would promote the nude athletic option.”
“How would she do that?”
“Just by representing the program, in the same way that Evelyn is representing her auction house. She’d play nude, practice nude, and set an example for other students by living nude. Same as Evelyn with her company. She’d promote the program by promoting a life-style choice through example.”
“I suppose you’d work out a contract? That’s what Evelyn’s supervisor Nancy did when they hired her. Evelyn is committed to properly representing the company at all times whenever she is in public, and in exchange she’s got guaranteed employment.”
“She’s contractually obligated to be naked?”
“Yes, that’s part of her end of the agreement. And wearing those fancy sandals are as well. That’s how her firm wants to be represented, stripped-down elegance. I suppose you’d want to give Jenny a similar long-term contract, so everyone knows what’s expected.”
“Yeah, a contract. We hadn’t thought about that, but it’s an excellent idea.”
Jenny glanced in panic at Evelyn, but Evelyn responded by looking back at her with a completely neutral expression. By now she had become very good at hiding what she was thinking or how she felt about anything.
Coach Strickland placed her hand on Evelyn’s shoulder and continued: “Jenny signed a ‘naked-in-school’ agreement for high school that’ll take her through the end of her senior year. If the scholarship gets approved, then you could give her a new contract that would pick up from graduation, and she could represent the college program starting over the summer.”
Jenny cringed. She’d get her scholarship alright, but only in exchange for remaining naked, at all times, throughout her entire time at the university.
Coach Strickland and Jenny’s future university mentor drafted a scholarship contract. She returned to the middle school the following day to sign it.
It was a dream scholarship, to be sure, but it came with a very heavy price. Jenny was strictly prohibited from wearing any clothing for the next five years. She was required to follow a strict diet and exercise regime that would keep her as healthy as possible for her athletic pursuits. She would appear at “any and all” public events deemed necessary to promote her university, the basketball program, and the naked-in-school program.
Finally, the basketball captain was obligated to obey her current coach, her college coach, and her sponsor on the scholarship committee without question. She also committed to accept and submit to whatever disciplinary measures her mentors deemed necessary should she “not live up to the standards” of the scholarship.
Jenny had dug herself in deep, that was for sure. She had finalized her coveted scholarship, so she could go back to her skeptical parents and tell them that: “…see? I told you I know what I was doing with the nudity thing.” That was great, but now she was prohibited, by contractual obligation, from touching any clothing for five years. Also, she suspected, quite correctly as it would turn out, that her new mentor planned to enthusiastically spank her bare bottom for the slightest transgression.