Chapter 11
What's next?
A Silent Ride
My jaw was agape. It took me some time to grasp the situation. Joe was stark naked. And I looked back. He was holding his crotch and his body was just like a baby. Not a single hair grew...anywhere, other than, of course his head and eyebrows and nostrils! I couldn't say I was jealous but it surely was weird.
"Wh-what..were you...doing?" asked I.
And then I looked at his face for the first time today. I had been so engulfed in looking at his body. I was almost flustered. Pinkness seeped into my cheeks.
"I uh- I'll explain, let's first get out of here, please." he pleaded. I licked my lips.
Assessing the situation. I turned around. Right. I had to get out. Great. I headed the car towards the exit, and Joe hid beneath and behind the seat. The guards looked at me as I moved out. They opened the gate and I was on the road again. It was almost. "Take us someplace secluded." said he.
I didn't respond but I set his request in action. But first, I needed something else.
"Mind if I get us some dinner?"
"I don't have any money."
"Don't worry, it'll be on me."
I don't really know, but I guess I heard a slight Hmm of agreeing. He knew he couldn't argue to me more right now. Actually he didn't want to. I was...after all...helping him.
I stopped by Burger King. And got some burgers and french-fries and coke. I got back in the car and we headed off towards the abandoned place.
In about thirty minutes of unabashed awkwardness, we reached an abandoned building. It was so very old that nobody worked in it. It actually was like one of the horror movie buildings. With creepers and climbers growing here and there. It also hand a parking lot. I went in.
I had been here multiple times. This was go to nudist stop. Atleast, it had been...
I stopped the car. And looked behind. Joe was sitting on the back seat again. Looking away. He was clearly unable to meet his gaze to mine. I removed the seat belt and walked out of the car with the food.
I opened the back door.
"Won't you come out?" asked I.
"C-Can we have it inside?" asked he.
I scratched my head. Okay. Whatever fits you! I nodded. I switched on the AC from the front again and returned to the back. He made way to the side, and rested his back on the door. So did I after closing the door behind me as I put the food between us. I looked at him.
He looked down. His hands still guarded his willy.
I licked my lips again. This was getting awkward. "Umm... are you all right?" was all I could ask.
He took some time to reply. But, with some determination, he looked up and in my eye. He licked his lips. And scratched his head. His face was so red!
"After you told me about locking yourself out half naked intentionally. I really got into intentional nudism." That came out so smoothly. "And... and I uh- I started doing dares and stuff. I even locked myself out like you did. But I had a spare key hidden in my shoe rack, just in case... you know..." I nodded. He was smart atleast. I simply cursed myself in my head. Stupid me! "But...but, I was unable to gather the courage of pressing the doorbell. And thus, I retreated."
I nodded.
I had been stupid enough of doing both things wrong!
"But... but... desire to exhibit grew inside of me. It just feels so... so liberating. So wonderful. So exciting! And thus I was here. Trying to do my first ever fully nude dare. I hadn't gotten out of my apartment society. I got here, and I undressed. The plan was to go as far as I could. But as I closed the door, I heard a click. The car locked. And I had forgotten the keys inside. I never made it past the pillar you found me hidden behind. I couldn't think of anybody other than you who could understand me. And thus, all I did was call you..."
I hadn't noticed, but as he was explaining. He had gotten his hand of his willy. And it was down there. Sitting like a little puppy. And as my stupid self kept staring at it, it grew in size. And I looked up. Joe was looking away, so fucking red. But he didn't hide himself anymore.
"I uh-" I reminded myself that I MUST speak, "I understand your predicament, Joe." I scratched my head again. Just how many times had I done that now? "And uh... don't umm... don't worry, I won't judge you."
A smile appeared on his face.
"Thanks Trisha. I know you would help."
What's next?
Trisha
Life of someone who likes being nude, but not when people are looking
Trisha is a young free-spirit. Happy-go-lucky, always making other people laugh. She is rather very conserved around people, but sometimes, when alone, she gets naked in her house. Muses about her body. Poses for photos which are never clicked. She works in an advertisement firm. She has a nice body. Perfect for herself. Nice long legs and normal sized breasts that accentuate her beauty. Her hairs are brown, and her eyes blue. She has a father who runs a dairy, is an avid body-builder with a Viking-esque physique. Her mother is a sweet lady, a former nudist who has grown off her desires. Lastly is her younger brother, a mischievous boy who is looking for ideas - as he is a story writer. She has some friends, like her bestie: Mackenzie And other friends include: Rachel, Monica, Zara (college-time friends), Joe, Friedrich, Sarah (co-workers). She has many misadventures, often leading to her becoming naked, for long- long periods of time. As the single embarks on this journey of unraveling herself - she learns about life and its happenings ...
Updated on Mar 27, 2024
Created on Sep 12, 2023
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