Quit While You’re Ahead 8-10

Quit While You’re Ahead (ENF, Reluctant Public Nudity, Humiliation, Bondage)
By Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)

Chapter 8

 

The officer just gave me a sly grin before getting a more serious look on her face and yanking my arm signaling her intent that I was to follow her. “You’re coming with me.”

 

Those idiotic customers in the mall apparently thought this was still all part of that reality TV show they thought I was part of and began clapping as I was being led away.

 

It was totally embarrassing being led way arm in arm by a Sherriff’s deputy who was also a customer of mine! I just HAD to know who she was. I looked at her name tag; it read: Officer Barbara Hollingsworth. “Please let me go, Barbara,” I pleaded softly trying not to make any more of a scene that I had already all the while hoping that our business acquaintanceship might just persuade her to give me a little deferential treatment. I obviously needed all the help I could get.

 

“Just keep walking,” she demanded coldly and led me past the crowd and towards another corridor near the restrooms. Given her “By-the-book” demeanor I guess I was mistaken about her cutting me any slack.  As I looked over my shoulder upon leaving the main mall, I saw the crowd breaking up and going about their business. I guess they figured the show was over thank goodness and that there was no sense in hanging around.

 

The officer led me to the end of that unassuming corridor and through a plain solid door marked, “Employees Only.” Once inside I was in a large open area with multiple desks and a bunch of clerks of some type all working away until one of them happened to look up and notice me. “What the . . . ?” she said, obviously taken aback at the sight before her. Others hearing her remark stopped working and soon everyone was staring at this young woman in her underwear. The silence on the room was deafening and added to the seriousness of the situation.

 

Without pausing even for a minute, the officer led me down an internal corridor past several offices until we reached a solid door marked, “Security.” She opened the door and pushed me inside closing the door after her.  She pointed to a spot in front of the only desk in the room and told me to stand there as she removed her nightstick from her gun belt and tossed it haphazardly onto the desk and then sat down.  She leaned back in the chair putting her arms behind her head as if to admire her trophy as I stood there looking back at her not knowing what else to do.

 

Neither of us said a word for several minutes. She just looked at me with a stone-cold expression on her face that was inscrutable. Oh, WHY was I so stupid, I thought to myself?  I should have NEVER listened to Jess. Now look what I had gotten myself into.

 

Finally, I detected her pursed lips changing to a smirk, then an evil grin and finally a huge smile.  “So, my stylist is a bit of a tart. Who would have known?”

 

I felt so ashamed I just looked at the floor in silence. Barbara was a pretty woman and normally quite kind to me when she was in the salon. It was hard to look at her.

 

“You are in so much trouble . . . Ashley, isn’t it?”

 

“Yes, ma’am, Ashley,” I replied meekly still looking at the floor.

 

“So, just what in the hell are you up to now? First, I catch you flashing in my own neighborhood and now this! Are you some kind of sicko pervert or something?”

 

“No, ma’am . . .”

 

“Is someone making you do this, is that it? Are you in some kind of trouble?”

 

“No, ma’am . . .”

 

“Well, you’re a polite little tart I must say. So, what’s the story?”

 

I swallowed hard. I couldn’t very well admit my perverted fantasies to her – not a client of mine! Why, it would be all over town. No one would ever seek me out to do their hair. You know how women are in a Hair Salon – we are all gossip. I’d be the talk of the town for like years! Finally, I just blurted out, “Look it’s not what you think.  Please just let me go.”

 

She just picked up a pencil that was lying on the desk and began fiddling with it in her fingers. “I wish it was that easy. I like you; I really do but the management here takes a dim view of things like this. Teenagers and college kids are always causing trouble here – mostly because they are bored. The mall’s corporate office has had enough of it. This is a family place and they want to keep out the bad elements in town. They have a good reputation and they intend on doing everything possible to keep it. That’s why they’ve discontinued their own security force and began hiring off-duty police officers to handle things. I’m afraid the mall manager will insist on your formal arrest and pressing charges. I’ll have to take you down to the station and book you and get you fingerprinted. He’s on his way here right now. His secretary has already notified him.”

 

I let out an audible gasp, “ARRESTED? I can’t be arrested and taken to jail!  I’ll have a record! I’ll lose my tonsorial license – my job! Isn’t there some way out of this?”

 

She looked at me pensively for a moment and then smiled again. “I guess I could try persuading him . . . to argue on your behalf but . . .”

 

“But? But what?” I asked with obvious stress in my voice.

 

“Well, if I’m going to go out on a limb for you and put MY reputation at risk for someone I hardly know, I need to understand what’s going on with you. So why don’t you tell me why you were out practically in my neighborhood and why you are walking around this mall in your bra and panties – nice color panties, by the way – red, it matches your blushing face.”

 

“Well, um . . . it’s hard to explain really . . .” I certainly didn’t want to tell her any more than was absolutely necessary and I certainly didn’t want to implicate my best friend either.

 

Listen, Ashley,” she said with a serious tone, the smile now gone from her face. I’m not sure how long you have before the manager walks in here and once he does, your ass belongs to him. Got it? So, if you want my help, I suggest you find a way to tell me the truth – all of it – and I must warn you that I’ll be able to tell if you are lying or hiding anything because I’m an expert at reading body language. I have to be in my line of work, you know. So get talking  . . .”

 

She was right. I was in a bad situation and my only hope of getting out of it was to do as she asked. She was holding all the cards. “I . . . that is, I have this . . . um, fantasy . . . you know of imagining myself in certain . . . situations.”

 

“Time is running out, girl . . . go on. What KIND of situations?”

 

“Well, I like to read stories about girls being caught in compromising situations, you know.”

 

“You mean like this?” she asked pointing to me waving her hand up and down my nearly exposed body.

 

“Well, sort of . . . sometimes I imagine myself . . .” I could barely find the strength to continue “well, naked.” There, I said it.  “Naked like some of the girls in the stories I read getting caught that way by strangers.

 

“Oh yeah? Who are your favorite authors? Maybe I have heard of them”

 

“Oh Gosh . . . um, well, there’s BPCavel and um . . . ReaderMan, I suppose. I like them a lot.”

 

“I’ll have to check them out. Go on, continue sweet pea. You haven’t much time.”

 

Anyway, I’ve always wanted to see what it would be like but I’m too chicken to do that. So, I figured that I’d try to let people see me in my underwear and just IMAGINE I was actually naked figuring maybe I’d find out what it was like without, you know, exposing myself completely. I figured it would help me when I was reading my favorite stories, you see? I could identify with the character in the story better, that’s all.”

 

“So, you’re not really a die-hard exhibitionist, is that was you are telling me?”

 

“Gosh, no; the other night was, well an accident. I wasn’t trying to be seen but it got me thinking and . . .”

 

“And this is what you came up with?” she asked chuckling a bit.

 

I just nodded my head in total humiliation.

 

“And I suppose I ruined your fun just now by hauling you in here.”

 

“In a way, yes,” I replied softly. “Ruined is a good word, I guess.” She certainly ruined my day anyway, I thought to myself.

 

“And I suppose you’ll never really know fully what it is like now that I turned your little experiment into a nightmare. I imagine that in the back of your mind you’ll still be wondering until you end up doing something really stupid.”

 

I didn’t know what to say or even if I was supposed to respond to her.

 

“Well, go on.”

 

“Go on? I’ve told you everything, HONEST!”

 

“Oh, I believe you,” she said with a note of empathy. “No, I meant go on and strip – get naked.”

 

“WHAT?!”

 

“You heard me. You wanted to know what it felt like to be naked in a public place, right? Well, this is a public place and I’m practically a stranger. Just take off your bra and panties and find out what it feels like.”

 

“I . . . I couldn’t. I just couldn’t!”

 

“Why not? It’s the only way you’ll get the answer to your question and know for sure what it really feels like. If you do that, I’ll feel better about trying to get you off the hook with the mall’s manager. This way I’ll know in my own mind that you’d probably not try something like this again.”

 

“Right now?”

 

“You’d better hurry . . .  tick – tock, tick – tock, you know.”

 

I wasn’t sure if she just wanted to see me naked or if she was really trying to help me. She was a hard person to read. I hated to admit it but she was right about me wanting to experience this firsthand and it WAS just the two of us. The thought of actually doing this was overwhelming. My hands were literally trembling with fear as I reached back behind me and unclasped my bra and let it fall from my shoulders revealing my breasts.

 

Barbara reached out and took it from me as I then nervously lowered my panties which she also took possession of, holding them in her hand.

 

I was actually NAKED in the mall’s back office and a client of mine was looking me over not two feet in front me!! My heart felt like it was going to pound itself right out of my chest!

 

 

Quit While You’re Ahead (ENF, Reluctant Public Nudity, Humiliation, Bondage)
By Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)

 

Chapter 9

 

Barbara seemed quite pleased with herself as she continued to look me up and down. “Turn around,” she asked making a circular motion in the air with her finger.

 

It was embarrassing knowing that as I turned away from her, she was ogling my bottom. When I completed my turn facing her again, she was all smiles like she had won the lottery or something. That made be blush all the more knowing that she was obviously liking what she was seeing.  All girls want to feel that they are attractive and Barbara was certainly making me feel that way. The fact that she was quite pretty only made things worse.

 

“So, how does it feel?” she asked coyly still grinning from ear to ear.

 

“Truthfully, I’m scared to death!”

 

“If the damp spot on your panties is any indication, you’re probably horny as hell.” She then held up the soaked gusset of my panties for me to see making me blush all the more. “I’d say you’re much more aroused now than you were when you were wearing these,” she added laughing aloud.

 

Suddenly a man’s voice somewhere out in the hallway angrily asked, “Where are they?”

 

“I think they are in the security office, sir?” a lady replied from outside the door.

 

“It’s the MANAGER!” Barbara exclaimed excitedly as she tossed my undergarments into her desk drawer and slammed it shut. She then ran around behind me nervously yelling, “QUICK, put your hands behind your back.”

 

“What; why?”

“Just do it. There’s no time!  Just follow my lead and go along with what I say and I think I can get you out of this.”  I then felt the cold steel of handcuffs locking my wrists firmly in place behind my back just as the manager barged into the room!

He only took a step into the office and suddenly stopped while still holding the door open when he saw that I was naked. The look of shock on his face will be forever burned into my mind as he looked me over.

 

Regaining his composure, he continued into the room leaving the door wide open to the hallway and walked in a circle around the two of us as Barbara continued holding onto my arm. At that moment I saw a professionally dressed young woman walk by the open door. She peered into the room, stopped dead in her tracks; looked at me with her mouth wide open and then gave me a playful smirk as she continued on.

 

The manager cleared his throat as he rounded back in front of me and said, “So you caught the little delinquent that was causing all that disturbance. Good work, officer.”

 

He then looked at me with his beady little eyes and said, “YOU disgust me! I’ll not have your type pulling stunts like this in MY mall. I want her formally arrested and I insist on pressing any applicable charges. I also want to have her given a trespass warning baring her from this property forever!”

 

I gasped again. Barbara was right, he was a bastard! And I was in soooooo much trouble!

 

My heart stopped however when my supposed protector simply said, “Right. I thought you’d feel that way,” and jerked my restrained arm that she had ahold of towards the door my eyes got big and I began to get angry!

 

I had been betrayed! This had all been a lie! She got me to strip just to get me in a more damning predicament just so she could look good! I was about to shout out in protest when Barbara spoke up, “You know . . .” she said thoughtfully, “You are right in wanting to press charges against this woman but I think I should tell you that I know her, well, her family actually and that might not be the best course of action.”

 

“Oh?”

 

“Yes, and if you don’t mind me saying, that from what I know this might be one of those delicate situations that must be handled carefully.”

 

“Really?  You mean she’s got connections of some sort?”

 

I could see Barbara nodding her head ever so slightly. “Like I said I know this girl and her family and she’s not really a bad sort. She’s high spirited, I’ll grant you that, but she’s not the type to get into trouble. This is highly unusual behavior for her and I’m sure she regrets her stupidity.”

 

I began nodding my head vigorously in agreement as the manager looked at me as if to ponder Officer Hollingsworth’s words

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She then continued, “I’m sure your kids have done a thing or to that you didn’t want to get out in the public’s eye. You know your kids are decent at heart. I think this one here is basically a good person who did something foolish.”

 

The manager rubbed his chin for a few moments and then I saw him lower his eyes down my body – slowly down my body. I’m sure he wanted me to think he was considering Barbara’s argument but he was a man after all and I knew what he was doing – he was taking the opportunity to leer at my exposed flesh!  Just knowing what he was doing caused me to get even more aroused than I had been and I felt my nipples tightening up right before his very eyes. His gaze continued down lower and lower stopping at my pelvis. I could feel my labial lips getting all the more engorged.  I was afraid my ever-increasing wetness was going to eventually start trickling down my thighs if he kept this up.

 

Finally, he quickly raised his head and directed his attention to the officer. “I’m sure you’re right but I can’t just let her off the hook. If word gets out that I’ve gone soft I’ll have every looney-toon in town pushing the envelope here. That would undo all the hard work and expense I’ve put into curtailing delinquents from visiting here.”

 

I was screwed! This guy is definitely a hard-ass.

 

“I see your point,” Barbara continued, “but I think I can assure you that you won’t be troubled by her again. I know her mom and trust me after I take her home, she’ll be suitably punished and I’m sure word on the street will be positive. In fact, I’ll personally see to it by keeping an eye on her. This way you won’t ruin a potentially good person with a record and, well, frankly you’ll avoid a lot of potential headaches from the family later on if you did as you originally suggested. Of course, the decision is ultimately yours and I’ll certainly support whatever you decide. I just felt I had a duty to point out a few things that might be in your interest.”

 

I wasn’t sure how much of what Barbara was saying was true about knowing my mom or all that stuff about my family having connections and all that as we certainly weren’t well-connected. As far as I knew she didn’t even know my mom at all.  Perhaps she was just using her street smarts and playing a little politics to do me a favor. What she was saying wasn’t really important.  I was just glad she was true to her word and was trying to help me.

 

The manager once again looked at me for a moment and then said, “Can I have a word with you in private?”

 

Barbara agreed and sternly told me not to move until she got back. Like where in the hell was I going to go naked and restrained as I was? I just meekly nodded as the two of them stepped just outside the open door out of sight. I could hear them muttering to each other. I couldn’t make out what they were saying but their exchange went on for some time.

 

I thought that the longer they were talking the better it was for me. Perhaps he was softening his stance and was going to let me go. I needed to put all my faith into Barbara.  What choice did I have?

 

Eventually they stopped talking and I no longer could see the man’s trouser-covered leg that had been visible near the doorway. In fact, I couldn’t hear or see anything!  What was going on I wondered? I began to get worried as more time passed.

 

It was obvious that the Manager and Officer Hollingsworth were no longer in the hallway as soon a steady parade of people began passing by the open door, giggling. It seemed that every one of those clerks both men and women wanted to get a peek at the nude girl in the office. I was so embarrassed but there was nothing I could do. Some people waved; some gave me a mock kiss in the air. Several women actually shot me a bird while they were smiling at me obviously enjoying my humiliation, which really pissed me off!

 

Then the crowd vanished as soon as it had appeared.  I heard footfalls in the hall and suddenly Barbara and the manager had returned and entered the room.  Both had somewhat serious expressions on their faces which didn’t bode well for my hopes of getting out of here without going to jail.

 

My mouth was as dry as the Sahara Desert. I tried to swallow but my tongue just stuck to the roof of my mouth.

 

The Manager guy walked over to me and stood practically two inches from my face. He starred into my eyes for several moments. Here it comes I thought. My life is over. “It’s against my better judgment but this fine Officer has convinced me not to have you arrested . . .”

 

As disgusting as it is to say this, I actually wanted to kiss that fat bastard. She did it! She really went to bat for me! Now it was Barbara that I wanted to kiss!

 

I was in a fog as the Manager kept speaking. I was brought back to Earth when I ultimately heard him say, “Provided and I do mean PROVIDED that you agree to Officer Hollingsworth’s plan and that she take you straight home and tell your mother exactly what happened here today. She has assured me she will keep a close eye on you and report back to me on your progress? If you agree then I think we can call this incident closed. Do you agree?”

 

My excitement knew no bounds at that moment. I wasn’t sure what all he had said but I was sure I wasn’t going to be taken to jail. I was getting off. I had dodged the bullet. I was ecstatic.

 

“Well?” he barked at me impatiently.

 

“Yes, I agree most definitely, yes!”

 

“Very well then,” he said turning to Barbara, “I’m releasing her into your custody and I’m holding you to your word.”

 

“I understand,” my new found friend said as the manager walked out the door.

 

Barbara walked over to me and smiled as she took hold of my arm and began walking me towards the open door.

 

“Hey!” I protested. “What about my clothes and these handcuffs?”

 

She just stared at me with a puzzled look. “I told the Manager that I’d take you home like you are and explain things to your mom and you just agreed. Would you rather I take you to jail? I can do that ya know if you break your agreement.”

 

“You’re taking me home naked and in Handcuffs?” Barbara grinned from ear to ear and without saying a word started walking me towards the door!

 

Quit While You’re Ahead (Blackmail, ENF, Reluctant Public Nudity, Humiliation,)
By Hooked6 (Hooked6@hotmail.com)

 

Chapter 10

 

Without missing a beat Officer Barbara followed the manager out the door of the security office. I was still handcuffed and she still had that death grip of hers on my arm as she dragged me along in tow. “But wait . . .” I exclaimed, “You aren’t . . . but you can’t! Please, I’m naked!”

 

Once again, I immediately regretted the fact that my voice had been so loud as everyone at their desks immediately stopped talking and looked up at me. It didn’t take me long to notice that damn near every single one of them was smiling.  I also noticed that the mall manager had stopped and turned around to face me obviously pleased that I was reacting the way I was. When he saw the look of panic on my face, he seemed to take pleasure in the fact that this was so horrible for me. It was as if I was already being punished somehow for my transgressions in HIS mall.  I saw Officer Barbara return his grin as if to say “See, I told you my idea was a good one.”

 

I was led past the rows and rows of desks in the large open-styled office with my feet instinctively dragging across the floor in subconscious protest, which had the effect of forcing my less than endowed chest out as I leaned back resisting our trek towards the exit.

 

The female clerks were giggling, making no secret of the fact that they were thrilled with my predicament and what was happening to me while the male clerks, on the other hand, were simply taking in the view. A couple even had their mouths wide open, too paralyzed with what was happening to even grab their phones lest they miss any of the action. To those at their desks missing out on actually seeing me earlier, rumors of a naked girl in the Security Office was one thing, but actually having one forcefully being escorted in handcuffs right in front of their very eyes was quite another.

 

When we got to the plain solid door that opened to the corridor that led to the mall, I pushed my body roughly against it blocking Barbara’s ability to pull it open hoping to gain a few moments so that I could persuade her to abandon her plan. That was a mistake as she used her free hand to forcefully smack my bottom sending a resounding echo throughout the room causing everyone to breakout in laughter.  Suitably chastened, I pulled back away from the door allowing her to open it.

 

Sure, I was the one that wanted the thrill of exposure but not like this, not naked in a very public mall while enduring the humiliation of being treated like a criminal. I guess it was the “criminal” aspect that frightened me the most as it was so shameful.

 

Out into the corridor we walked. Once the door closed and we were walking along the long, barren hallway leaving the curious office employees behind Barbara said, “Well, that went better than I had expected. For a moment there I didn’t think old fuss-budget was going to let you off. I had to argue with him for quite some time as he was so insistent that I take you to jail. Believe me this was far from certain. It’s a good thing I can be persuasive when I have to be.”

 

Her comment reminded me that things could have gone much worse for me and I began to feel grateful for her assistance. “Thank you. I really DO appreciate your help. I owe you one.” I noticed that her demeanor had softened and she was almost smiling.  I relaxed a bit and let out a huge sigh of relief. Now I was certain that she was on my side.

 

To my chagrin, however, we continued to walk towards the main part of the mall from whence we had come earlier with her still firmly holding my arm. I could see people milling about in the main section of the mall casually shopping and I began to get a little nervous again. “So . . . did you put my panties and bra inside your pocket or something or do you have another plan?” I asked with a little trembling in my voice.

 

She stopped abruptly and turned me to face her. “Excuse me?” she responded, as if she couldn’t believe what I had just asked.

 

“Well, I mean you ARE going to take these bracelets off now and let me get dressed, right? You’re not really going to take me through the mall naked, are you? I mean it’s YOUR fault that I got caught without my underwear on.”

 

Her eyes narrowed and her expression turned quite serious. Pointing to the Star on her left chest she snapped, “Do you see this? I EARNED this. It took me years and a lot of hard work to get into the Police Academy and then several more years working in the county jail before I was able to prove myself and get promoted to full Deputy Status. It’s not easy being a female officer you know as most of the male deputies don’t think a woman can handle this job – that we are too soft or something. Let’s get something straight right now, missy. I put my career on the line for you back there and kept your ass out of jail. The only way I could get keep you from formally being charged and taken to jail was to get that manager to agree to let me take you home to your mother AS YOU ARE. You agreed to that. Everyone heard it so that’s what I’m going to do. Got it?”

 

I was in shock. I remember saying ‘yes’ back there but admittedly I wasn’t really paying attention at all. I was too relieved that I wasn’t going to be taken to jail that I scarcely heard anything old fatso was saying. What had I done? “You mean you’re going to . . . all the way out there in the mall . . .?”

 

With that I almost fainted as my legs went limp. Barbara grabbed me under both arms and began shouting firmly, “Buck up, sweetheart. Stop being such a wuss.”  She lightly slapped me across my face like in those old Italian movies, which brought me back to reality.  I regained my composure and stood back up. “That’s the ticket,” she said as we resumed our march towards the mall. “Besides, you wanted to see what it felt like to be a character in one of your stories so I guess you’re in heaven now, right?” She was grinning again as she nodded towards my chest.

 

I looked down and much to my surprise my nipples were proud and excited. I became aware of something else too. I was wet and that pleasing little feeling began rising deep within me. I might not have been in heaven but I was indeed aroused. My brain was scared out of its senses but my body was screaming for more. I took a deep breath and braced myself for my eventual public unveiling.

 

As we got with 5 yards of the mall proper Jessica suddenly stepped into view. “JESS,” I exclaimed excitedly! I had forgotten all about her.

 

“Well Jess, here she is in all her glory, just like you wanted!” the Deputy said laughing her fool head off.

 

“WHAT?!” I muttered half aloud and half to myself. “You mean, you two know each other?”

 

Jess began laughing hilariously. “Of course, we do. I’ve known Barbara for years. We go way back.”

 

“You mean you guys set all of this up? She was in on it the whole time?”

 

Jess came up to me and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek. “I told you that I’d look out for you, didn’t I? So . . . having fun yet?” she asked as she ran her finger between my legs. “Oops, I’ll take that as a yes,” she quipped as she raised her wet finger for us to see and added mockingly, “I guess that was a rhetorical question, huh?”

 

I must have turned six shades of red as I felt myself getting flushed with embarrassment all over listening to them carrying on about her wet finger waving teasingly in the air.

 

“Oh Jess . . . you have no idea what I’ve just been through. I’m glad it’s over!

 

“Over?” Officer Hollingsworth replied. “Oh honey, it’s far from over.”

 

“Wha . . . what do you mean it’s not over?”

 

“Look, old Lard Ass back there was for real. He really WAS insisting on pressing charges. Like I said, the only way to get you out of this was to make him think your punishment was going to be something you’ll never forget so I have to take you home to your mother as you are. Weren’t you listening to anything we’ve been talking about for the last ten minutes? I really have no choice.  Knowing him he’ll be watching on the various surveillance cameras throughout the mall making sure I go through with this.” She then began chuckling while adding as she looking my naked body over from head to toe, “. . .  and with his hand in his pants no doubt.” Jess began laughing too at her remark.

 

My heart began to race again. I felt like I was on this frightening roller coaster – slowly climbing up and up then free falling down at terrifying speeds. I was scared out of my wits one minute then basking in relief in another then climbing once again towards the precipice!

 

“JESS!! Do something!” I gasped at my friend in desperation.

 

My friend began playfully caressing my face and hair and then rubbing her hand sensually up and down my back. “Do you remember asking me, no make that BEGGING me, to help you live out your fantasies and I told you that I had to get something out of this too?”

 

“Well, yes but . . .”

 

“Do you remember when we started all of this and I said I liked controlling people, making them do whatever I want – especially making them do embarrassing or humiliating things. The riskier the better; making them do things that they would NEVER really do by themselves; pushing them well past their limits; things that might have a certain element of risk or pain – not physical pain per se but certainly having the potential to cause them emotional stress?”

 

“Yes, but . . .”

 

“Well, this is one of those stressful things I want to see you do. It will help me with MY fantasy. It’s not all about you. You agreed to that remember?”

 

Me and my big mouth! I’ve got to stop agreeing to things before thinking them through.  Still, I cared so much for Jessica that if this makes her happy then I’d do it – I’d do it for her as I love her so much! I lowered my head and sighed. “I’m ready. Let’s get this over with.”

 

Both of them starting chuckling again, “You’re priceless, you know that?” the Deputy said. “I can see why Jessica likes playing games with you.”

 

I looked up and Jess had a warm and kind look upon her face as she said, “You didn’t really think that we’d make you walk all the way through the mall naked, did you? I’ve got something you can wear.”

 

“YOU DO!” I said excitedly, “But what about old Lard Ass . . .”

 

The Deputy interjected, “Oh he’ll be watching that’s for sure but I think we can give you a little help and still satisfy old Lard Ass.”

 

“What do you mean?” I asked hopefully. Then to my utter embarrassment Jess pulled out a small pad of tan-colored “Post-It” notes about two inches square. She peeled off one of the squares and placed it over my left nipple barely covering it and then did the same with the other breast. Tearing off yet a third piece of paper she placed it low on my pelvis so that the part of my labia that peeked up from between my legs was also covered.

 

“There!” she announced with pride. “That ought to do it!”

 

I looked down at myself and was immediately filled with dread. Yes, the “Post-It” notes ostensibly covered the essentials, albeit just barely, but my nipples were so aroused they were actually pushing the papers out from underneath as only the top side of a “Post-It” note has that sticky glue stuff. All the other edges are just paper. Anyone looking from underneath or from the side would see EVERYTHING. I also realized that from a distance the tan color my friend had chosen would make it look like I wasn’t wearing anything at all so Mr. Fatso couldn’t tell from looking on camera that my naughty bits were actually covered. The gentle cool air on my backside, however, also reminded me that my ass was totally exposed and if I bent over, I’d be revealing my most intimate of places. Hell, I’d probably do that anyway just walking! This was supposed to HELP?!

 

This was more embarrassing than just being naked. The girls both had HUGE grins on their faces as they admired my “new look.”

 

“That ought to fool old Fuss Budget,” Barbara said as she once again began leading me out towards the mall. “We had better get going before the old man gets suspicious.”

 

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