Bev keeps flashing back

Bev sat in class, squirming, still in her underwear. She wasn't any less in her underwear. In fact, she was just about as much in her underwear as she'd always been.

She wasn't naked. That would be worse. At least she didn't have to go to class naked. But she did have to go to class in her underwear. Which meant she was sitting there, for everyone to see, in her underwear. So knowing that she wasn't naked didn't really make it any better.

She wished she hadn't made that bet.

She and Katey and Tiffany and Ashley had been playing strip poker. Bev hadn't really wanted to play. She didn't mind winning at strip poker, but she didn't like losing and having to get naked. She found it extremely embarrassing. So she had told the cheerleaders she was going to sit out the game.

"Oh, but you have to play," said Katey. "It's no fun without you."

"We want you to feel included," said Tiffany.

"After all," said Ashley, "you're our friend."

"But I don't want to end up naked," said Bev. "Anyway, what's in it for me? I'm pretty sure I'm not a lesbian. I don't need to see you girls take your clothes off."

"Well," said Katey, "how about we make a little bet? The first girl naked has to pay a forfeit."

"If it's one of us," said Tiffany, "our forfeit will be that we won't play any pranks on you ever again."

"But if it's you," said Ashley, "your forfeit will be that you have to go to class in your underwear for a week."

All the girls giggled. Bev hesitated. Having to go to class in her underwear sounded awful, but no pranks ever again sounded great. Anyway, with three other players, she was practically sure not to be the first girl naked.

"Fine," she said. "Deal me in."

When she woke up the next morning, naked, in her big bed with three other girls, all the clothes in her cupboard were missing. Katey pointed out the window, to a big tree on the lawn in the middle of campus. A pink cotton bra and a pair of pink cotton panties were hanging in the branches of the tree.

"There's your underwear," she said. "Go and get it."

"But I can't!"

"Why not?"

"I'm naked!"

"Your next class starts in fifteen minutes. If you're not in that class in your underwear in fifteen minutes, you haven't gone to class in your underwear, which means you've welched on your bet. Which means you have to do the forfeit for people who welch on their bets."

"What's the forfeit for people who welch on their bets?"

"They have to go to class naked for a week."

"But there's no time! I can't make it all the way to the tree, put on my underwear, then make it all the way to class, in only fifteen minutes!"

"Sure you can," said Katey. "You just have to take a shortcut."

"What shortcut?"

Katey pointed out the window. There were lots of people standing around the duckpond, smiling up at Bev, patiently waiting for her to jump. Bev went very red.

"Please don't make me jump out of the window into the duckpond without any clothes on, in front of all those people," she said.

"Why not?"

"It would be the most humiliating experience of my life."

"I know! Isn't it funny?"

So Bev had to jump out of the window into the duckpond, in front of all the people, with no clothes on. And then she had to run all the way across the lawn, soaking wet, to climb the tree and get her underwear out of it. And then she had to put her underwear on and run all the way to class. And then she had to sit through the class in her underwear.

And then she had to sit through another class in her underwear.

And then she had to go to lunch, with the cheerleaders, in the cafeteria, in her underwear. And they poured honey all over her and put ice cubes in her bra and panties and wouldn't let her take them out.

And then she had to sit through another class, in her underwear, with honey all over her and ice cubes in her bra and panties.

And then she had to play volleyball for ninety minutes. In her underwear.

And then she had drama class. So she had to get up on stage and perform a monologue about her vagina in front of a packed auditorium, including a bunch of cute boys. In her underwear.

And then the day was over, and she had to scurry back to her dorm, in her underwear. And she had to sit in her dorm in her underwear while the cheerleaders all laughed at her and mocked her and made fun of her and her face glowed very, very red.

"And just think," said Ashley. "Tomorrow you have to get up and do it all over again."

And then they tied her to a chair and took her bra off and invited all the other cheerleaders over to tickle her nipples with a feather. Yes, it wasn't very easy being Bev.