Holding hands

Hank was hanging out beneath the oak tree shoving nettles down the panties of Trixie Washington, who had to do whatever he said for some reason, when he saw Bonnie and Susie wander past, holding hands.

Curious, he followed them. They walked across the school grounds, past the field where the Embarrassed No-Pants Cheer Squad of Shame were making a human pyramid on the lawn, each with a different garden vegetable protruding from her bottom, and towards the rear gate. Hank recognised it as the secret back route to downtown Pinkwhistle, where the Mayor's office and a bunch of other stuff was.

If he had been naked, he wouldn't have gone strolling through downtown Pinkwhistle. But he wasn't, so he did. The girls were, but they did as well. Hank wasn't sure what that was about.

Doc Topper came out of his malt shop, smiling and tipping his hat to the girls, who didn't seem too happy to see him. "Afternoon, ladies," he said. "Nice weather we're having. Say, how come you're strolling around the place all naked and suchlike?"

"We're sexy naughty lesbians," said Susie, while Bonnie wriggled and tried to conceal her charms with one hand. "I love Bonnie and she loves me and we're going around town telling everyone."

"I don't believe you. Prove it."

So Bonnie and Susie had to embrace and kiss passionately on the sidewalk of downtown Pinkwhistle, squeezing each other's bottoms, then stepping back and stroking each other's tits and pussies until Doc Topper pronounced himself satisfied. "That's lesbianism if I've ever seen it," he declared, stroking his chin. "Well done. You may pass, girls."

So the girls strolled around town all afternoon long, stark naked, hand in hand, explaining to everyone they met that they were lesbians in love. They stopped in for a pair of ice cream cones, which they had to hold in their free hands, preventing them from covering up at all, and even dropped in to see the Mayor. It was surprising how many people didn't believe them, and made them prove it.

Eventually, as the sun set, they made their way over to Anne-Marie Patchett's house.