She likes it.

"What a beautiful artistic view Jessica! You used some simple materials and created an evocative piece of art that bring attention to her young body. The message too is pronfound and asks questions about the place of women in our society, I really love it! It will be a shame to destroy it by removing them tonight." She says.

"But mom I can’t go eat like that, thoses are not even clothes, I basicly naked just some stickers on me.She even tore my t-shirt " I scream, a little too fast and too loud.

"That's it young girl!! I warned you! If you can’t appreciate the clothes you have or take car of them, I'll confiscate them and you will only wear what I choose. Now thank your good friend Jessica for the nice outfit and shoes, we are already getting late for brunch." She yells at me.

I shake with fear, what would my mom, who just found being naked with a few stickers artsy , will give me to wear?

For years I insisted on buying and choosing my clothes myself as my mom's choices in the matter leave too little to the imagination for my taste.

After paying for the shoes, my mom drags me by the hand towards the Egg Palace for a late brunch.

With each step, made wide and awkard by the strange hell-less shoes, I fell air on my open pussy and my exposed asshole between my cheeks kept spread by sticky bands.

Our usual waitress Cyndy is a college girl working week end to pay for tuition and used to babysit me when I was younger.

"Still baring it all Cutie Butt! Don't mind if I do." She tells me coping a feel of my butt, obeying the 'ONE PAIR OFFERED' and 'HELP YOURSELVES' on it.

I hate this nickname, she gave it to me when as a child I once wore pajamas with an ass flap and the buttons broke.

She sits us on a table in the center of the room. The chairs have holes in the back and I'm sure that anyone getting in behind me can get a great view of my exposed asshole.

"Laurie we have to talk!" Says my mom. "Your attitude towards clothes is becoming an issue. You cover your beautiful body in baggy clothes and spend fortunes in more classy clothes that your never wear. You seem ashamed of your body and I don't want that for my daughter."

"But mom everyone could see my pussy in that t-shirt !" I say and then whisper. " and I am not wearing any clothes now, please mom I'm begging you let me get something to wear. Everyone is watching, filming or taking pictures."

My mom looks angry, finishing her eggs she calls for the bill and gets up.