The Girl in the Mirror (Part 2) (Englisch) - Sexgeschichten

The Girl in the Mirror (Part 2) (Englisch)

... could she face her friends again? How could she even be seen in public? Well, she had to concede, that was a dicey proposition anyway, because she would have to be naked. But all Mr. Noyes did was force her to go to the party. Making an ass of herself, ruining her reputation, that was her own doing.

With a sigh Tami regarded the clothing worn by her brother Joe as he slouched in his father's big easy chair, playing with a hand-held video game. Big wool socks. Tami looked down at her bare feet, a little scratched from last night's wild run through the lots. She looked at Joe's sweatshirt and sweatpants, and glanced down at her bare legs, her bare pussy, her tummy and breasts. She looked at everyone else's clothes with a terrible longing. Why can't I have clothes, God?? For a second she almost wanted to cry. Then she sighed again. Stop torturing yourself, Tami! She tried sour grapes. That chair Joe was sitting on, for example. It was camel hair and awfully itchy on the skin of a naked girl. This effort to make herself feel better was only partly successful.

This was turning out to be a miserable Christmas break. At first she was glad to be home. She could stay in one place and not be subject to public exposure in front of so many eyes like at college. But now she actually missed college. That visit by Mr. Noyes, and that party, and now . . . tonight . . . Midnight Mass!

Tami closed her eyes again and took another sip of coffee. This was going to be horrible.

She ...

... thought of her friends at college. Jen, Rod, Terri, Rebecca, Marisol, Mayree, Dawn . . . they were so much more mature. Well, of course they are. They're older. But she couldn't imagine them taking advantage of her like those high school acquaintances did last night. Then again, at college there were Wanda and Heather and that crowd. They are just older versions of Liz Apple.

The mail truck went by.

Tami's father went out. Joe said, "Ma, who's coming over today?"

"Uncle Robert and Aunt Jane, and the kids. Maybe Charlotte and Herbert, but that's still up in the air." Tami closed her eyes again. She will have to smile and prance naked in front of some relatives today. More torture.

Her father appeared in the doorway with a torn-open envelope and a wide grin. "Tami Smithers, straight A's! A perfect 4.0 GPA in her first semester!" he announced.

Tami's mother advanced to look at the grade report. They brought it over to Tami. Indeed. Nothing but A's. Under "comments", there was Mrs. Barrows's handwriting: "Excellent attitude, only student with perfect attendance."

Mr. Smithers said, "Tami, whatever bad things I had to say about your nudism thing, it sure seems to be working. Congratulations, darling." And he hugged her.

Tami smiled. She was glad to make him proud. And once again, being naked had somehow got bound up with what she was respected for.

A while later, Tami Smithers was lying on her bed, reading the comics section of the newspaper. She glanced out ...