A choice

“...Alright. What if we let her make a choice?” Anna’s mom questioned to the whole group.

“Like what?” Aunt Clara loudly declared in response.

“Well... Let’s hear some ideas. Ways to get Anna to loosen up and relax after being in college for four years, even through summer.” Anna’s mom asked around widely.

“Wait a minute. I promise you, I’m more relaxed now. Just give me a chance and...” Anna began explaining with a stutter. She’d now been naked in front of her whole family for well over a minute, and the feeling of their constant peeking and eyes over her was getting to be too much to handle. What’s worse, is the knowledge she couldn’t get dressed ate away at her, like a nagging thought. “Please, oh my god please let me get dressed. I can’t stand the staring, and laughing.” She thought, now ready to resort to begging. She tried pulling herself even closer to the pillar she was hiding behind, but knew it did nothing except barely conceal her nipples, and womanhood from view. A look from anywhere but directly in front revealed she was completely naked, the sides of her breasts uncovered much like her ass, and bare hips.

“Hold on a minute Anna. You seem to forget the four straight years I had to deal with of you coming home for breaks to spend long hours writing Spanish essays, never getting a chance to spend time with the family. Now you’ve decided to go halfway across the world, and from the sounds of it you plan to focus solely on your teaching career.” Anna’s mom explained, tears in her eyes.

“The path you’re headed down isn’t healthy. You’ll be burnt out from stress in no time. You left for college, and came back a business only teacher.” Anna’s mom begged. Anna averted her gaze in shame. She knew her mom was right, that college may have altered her personality negatively. She had lost a good many friends because she would never hang out with them due to her schooling.

After a long pause, Uncle Don piped up. “You could... make her go streaking?” He said, now questioning the audacity of the idea.

“When I was in college, we had a finals streak to help ease our tensions. It definitely worked, albeit at the cost of my dignity.” Laura said, now having joined the group. Anna shot her a dirty look, which was returned with a tongue out of the mouth.

“What about a little casual nudity? I spend most of my time at home naked. It’s very therapeutic after a long day at work.” Aunt Clara recommended. “There’s nothing wrong with a little nudity anyway. Personally, I don’t see the problem.” She said with a shrug.

A chorus of all sorts of ideas, some better sounding, some worse sounding, and some not involving nudity at all made their way around.

Eventually, the ideas stopped flowing, and had been narrowed down to a few choices.

“Alright Anna. Here’s your options:” Anna’s mom began to speak.