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Chapter 6

Do the girls show sympathy?

Of course not

“My family does that too sometimes,” Emma says, finally speaking up. “The laundry in bulk thing… but, I never get naked for it.”

“Please, I’m telling the truth. You saw how she took that washcloth off of me!”

Amy and Natasha grin mischievously. “Oh, we understand George,” Amy says. “I know exactly what you’re thinking you little pervert. Hog some girls for a group project… invite them to your home… put on a risqué show for the ladies…” “I said we’re meeting at the library!” I protest.

“Besides. On second thought, I think it’d be rather nice to have you work naked.” Natasha says and snickers.

“Emma…?” I say hoping to find at least one ally. “We really don’t have that much time to work on this_” “It’s settled then!” Amy says. “George will be working nude.”

I groan and come down the stairs to the living room. Amy gives up her seat on the recliner and pats on it for me to take it. She joins the other two girls on the couch, conveniently opposing the recliner so they could always a frontal view of me.

I try to forget about my nudity and start focusing on the project. The girls each take out their laptops from their bags and begin tapping away, occasionally glancing up to check me out. I’m delegating tasks, answering questions and suggesting words and phrases to the girls when Natasha finally raises her hand and stops me.

“This doesn’t seem very fair. How come you’re not doing any work?” she says. “I am. I’m helping you three.” I say. “I mean, why aren’t you typing as well?” “I came up with our thesis. That’s a bulk of the work right there. And…” I’m too embarrassed to tell them I’d rather keep my hands where they were, securely over my crotch.

“If you don’t want to do the work, we could just tell the teacher,” Natasha says. “Drop you from our grade.” “That’s bullshit,” I say. “Would you prefer we spread this photo all around the school?” Amy joins in, showing the photo she took of me while I was completely exposed. “You’re blackmailing me?” I say incredulously.

Natasha and Amy pause. Maybe they think this is going too far as well. “I thought of something better,” Amy says after a few seconds. “If you stand right there without covering, you don’t have to do any work for the rest of today and we won’t say a word to the girls in school. But you have to stay like that as long as we’re here.”

What do you choose?

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