What's next?

Your mom comes to your room to talk with you later that night.

As I lay on my bed later that day, I contemplated over what had happened. Yeah I had yelled at Mom, but honestly I felt like I had needed to or the situation would have only deteriorated for me in the long run. Still, maybe I was a little to harsh at her but could anyone blame me in those circumstances? Being **** naked from your home, not once, but twice! And the second time was my own mother who I thought would protect me...

Still thinking about it, it was awhile before I heard a gentle knock on my door.

"Erica?" I heard Mom ask "May I come in?"

I debated for a small bit of time. Yes I could let her in and let this whole thing blow over, but on the other hand, I could leave her out there and let her think what she caused me. Thereby, by some form I could have a bit of control over my near constant naked life. Ah screw it! I'm not the horrible daughter that some girls are.

Sighing, I flipped over on my stomach.

"Come in Mom..."

She opened the door slowly, as if unsure if she was allowed or not. Damn, maybe I was a bit too harsh in my yelling, but they both deserved it! Alicia, that bitch who was officially ex-friend now that got her jollies from my humiliation. And Mom who was yelling at me as if everything that happened to me was my fault! Still though, I didn't really blame Mom for it, but at the time I was just mad.

"Erica..." she started as she sat down on the bed with me. "I understand if you're under a lot of stress from things, but could you please tell me what that was about?"

I rubbed my face for a little bit, then gave her the shortened version. I knew the longer version held more details and clout, but I was tired. Tired of being stripped, commanded to strip, made to publicly orgasm, everything. I just wanted to sleep.

Sitting up, I faced my mother, and focused on how best to word it. However, when I opened my mouth, I found the words just...flowed. I couldn't stop them at all as they recounted what happened that morning in full detail.

After I finished, Mom looked at me with a small frown, and her eyes shone slightly. Leaning forward, I found myself in a deep hug.

"I'm sorry I yelled sweety. I thought you were doing it willingly."

"I wasn't Mom. Alicia always gets a kick out of seeing me naked in the most humiliating way. If I'm nude in public, all the better for her. I hate it."

She nodded, stroking my hair for a bit, then she had an idea. Her idea was slightly crazy, but also kind of sweet to me.

When she spoke...