Guilt and Apologies

Megan made one last announcement to the people at the party for the time being. She informed them of the other N.A.K.E.D. participants in the other room. She told them to come out and mingle with the party goers. When all her fellow naked classmates were now in the living room she went over the agenda for when they would go to the pool.

Meanwhile Megan's mother stared at the video feed of John on the tv monitor. Based on how her daughter was acting, as well as John's interactions with her, Mrs. Smith had a bad feeling. At the current moment it seemed there was no denying it; her daughter had been innocent all this time.

Mrs. Smith suddenly felt horrible. She couldn't believe she put her daughter through everything she had. She questioned what kind of mother she was to put her own daughter through all the humiliation she has endured over the summer. She felt like crying, over and over the words "you're a horrible mother" and "how could you" played in her head. She told herself this was her fault, that she caused this. She felt so guilty.

Megan noticed her mother staring off into nothingness. She could see the look of realization on her face. _"Finally, she knows I'm innocent, I can get some clothes now, and after that John will be begging on his knees to be able to so much as smell fabric!" thought _Megan.

Megan tapped her mother's shoulder and said "Excuse me mom, I-" but before she could finish her sentence her mother jumped in surprise from being taken out of her state of deep thought. When she looked at her daughter, Mrs. Smith's nearly eyes bulged out of their sockets. It was as if she was seeing her daughter naked for the first time. She stared at the naked, oily, teenage girl in front of her and felt ashamed of herself. "You're her mother, and you allow people to see her in public like that?" she thought. "How could you."

Megan's mother instantly got in front of her daughter, blocking her from the view of the party, and hugged her, sobbing. "Megan, I am so incredibly sorry. I should've believed you when you said someone was stealing your underwear. I'm such I terrible parent I never should have made you go through all this. This must've been a nightmare for you." she said hugging her daughter tightly, crying.

Megan stared forward passed her mother. She was shocked, she didn't expect this level of reaction. Her mother clearly blamed herself for all this. Megan thought for a moment after realizing this. She thought perhaps she could use this guilt her mom is feeling for some gain, it'll certainly make her feel better about the fact everyone she has gone to school with has seen her naked.

Megan reciprocated her mother's hug. "It's okay Mom, just please get me some clothes and let me get this special oil cleaned off." said Megan. "Sure thing honey, anything you need, you can have it," her mother responded. Megan ran off upstairs to her parents bathroom and cleaned all the baby oil off her body in the bathroom.

Megan looked at herself in the mirror. For the first time this summer her body didn't feel slick and slimy. For the first time in what felt like forever she was looking at herself naked without any special oils coating her nude form.

Megan heard a knock on the bathroom door, and heard her mother's voice say "Sweetie? You in there? May I come in? I need to talk about something in private with you." Megan (being quite used to being seen naked) almost immediately unlocked the door, but just as she had her hand on the door knob she remembered she was allowed privacy and quickly recoiled. "Umm... I'm still naked... do you have any clothes?"

"There were some towels in one of the bathroom cabinets, but they're being washed, I have something important to talk to you about, just come out," said Megan's mother. After taking one last look at her naked body Megan opened the door, sighed, and asked "What did you need to talk about?"

When Megan looked at her mom she saw her crying. "I'm sorry" she said.

"Sorry for what? What's wrong?" Megan asked concerned.

"Your clothes... I forgot I... I destroyed them. They were burned." Her mother responded apologetically.

Megan just stared into her mother's eyes, she felt like her world had shattered again. She couldn't go to school naked the next day. She refused to be remembered that way.

Megan's voice sounded **** when she responded. "B-b-but there has to be something I can wear today! You had to have kept something right?"

"Yes we did in fact buy an outfit as well as a swimsuit in the event you did something to warrant at least a little coverup but... you're not going to like it..." said Mrs. Smith.

"Mom! I've been naked and covered in that slick shiny oil every second I was in public view for the entire summer! Just give me whatever you have, I'm sure it's fine!" said Megan.

"You can be mad, but promise you'll remember that your father and I bought this before we knew you were innocent. Back when we still thought you deserved the punishment," Mrs. Smith said handing her daughter a box with a few outfits.

Megan took the box from her mother and thanked her and the moment she did her mother said "I'm so sorry I put you through this."

Upon opening the box it was clear to Megan why her mother was worried the clothes wouldn't be sufficient. "They are more revealing than I'm used to..." thought Megan looking through the box. Inside the box was a rather sexy black lace thong with a matching bra. As well as a crop top that showed off quite a bit of cleavage, an unbelievably skimpy bikini, and a pair of denim booty shorts. In addition there was a pair of flip flops as well as some other shoes. "Still... it's better than being naked I guess," Megan's thought continued.

As Megan rifled through the box she came across something that made her gasp. "Please tell me you have another beach towel!" said Megan in horror.

Her mother just responded by saying "I'm so sorry Megan, I had that made before I knew you were innocent." She sounded sad as she talked. She really felt bad for her daughter.

"I... I can't possibly use this? What about a bath towel, are they clean yet?" asked Megan.

"They haven't even been dried yet... I'm sorry. I swear when the party's over we'll go buy you a whole new wardrobe" said Mrs. Smith.

Megan felt like crying. She hated this. "She's my mom, even if I was in the program how the fuck could she justify doing this!" Megan thought as she looked at the beach towel she was holding.

Printed onto the white beach towel in Megan's hands was a full size picture of her naked body from head to toe. Megan couldn't believe her mother was making her wear this stuff. Even when she was proven innocent she felt like she'd forever be doomed to be seen as a sexual object who didn't deserve any privacy. After putting the towel back in the box Megan began to silently sob.

Mrs. Smith pulled her naked sobbing daughter into a warm embrace. "I don't want people to see me naked anymore, I can't take it anymore." Megan cried. "I don't know what I'm going to do, even if I start wearing clothes again, they already have so many photos and videos."

Megan was full on crying at this point, she felt like her life was ruined, everyone knew what she looked like naked, and everyone had plenty of videos and pictures to prove it.

As Mrs. Smith comforted her daughter she had her hand in her pocket holding a folded up piece of paper that she was struggling to bring herself to pull out of her pockets.

_"I have to give her the document, it doesn't matter what happens to me, she's my daughter, she comes first," _thought Mrs. Smith.

Megan's mother waited for her daughter to stop crying and the calmly said "Megan... I have something very important to give you... in fact it should fix almost all of your problems."

Megan's mother handed her daughter the folded up document that she dreaded giving to her. She watched as Megan unfolded it and started to read it over. When she finished the look on her face had certainly changed from utter sadness.