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Chapter 11 - An answer to Ruthie�s question
The following day was Friday. As usual Mike did his morning trek to the
Student Center to buy his normal cup of regular coffee. As usual, Ruthie
was wearing her apron and little else: just a pair of old running
shorts, a thin t-shirt, and her battered running shoes. Mike wondered
how she withstood the walk from the dorm; because it was drizzling and
the temperature outside was 48 degrees. It was obvious that she was not
comfortable at all, because her skin was covered with goose-bumps and
she looked pale. She admitted that she had gone outside without
bothering to check the forecast, and upon getting out on the sidewalk
she wanted to turn back and get a jacket, but did not want to deal with
going back in the room where Shannon was still sleeping.
Mike resisted the urge to roll his eyes, but he had to ask. Ruthie was
so afraid of Shannon that she wouldn�t even go back into her room to get
a jacket? She responded that she was not exactly afraid of Shannon, but
that dealing with her was so stressful that she tried to have as little
contact with �super-bitch� as possible. Mike handed over his jacket and
insisted that she put it on. She looked very funny in the oversized
garment, with the sleeves covering her hands and the waist extending
past the bottom of her shorts, but at least she quit shivering.
�You�re gonna have to keep a jacket or two at my room. If you get
yourself sick that�s not gonna do anyone any good.�
Ruthie and Mike sat in the literature class together and had lunch
together. Since the day was still very dreary and chilly, Ruthie had no
desire to be outside and was planning to go to the library. Mike
suggested his room instead. Ruthie hesitated for a moment, but her
resistance quickly broke down. The thought of having a room to herself
for an entire afternoon, with no interruptions, no roommate and no CD
player, no one walking by�where she could sit at a desk or lie on a
bed�where she could spread her books out and just study in peace�the
temptation was too much for her. Finally she accepted Mike�s offer and
accompanied him to the room.
As soon as Mike was gone Ruthie locked the door and took off her
clothes, which consisted of nothing more than pulling down her shorts
and taking off her t-shirt. She pulled down the covers of the spare bed
and spread out her books with the idea that she would spend her
afternoon reading while lying down. However, Mike�s window, which was
high enough that no one outside could see into, proved too much of a
temptation for her attention. She sat in the vacant chair and spent a
few minutes just looking out at the campus and all the students below as
they made their way to and from their classes. The silence of the room
was delicious to a person who had been subjected to so much noise from
her roommate and her friends. At that moment Ruthie hated Shannon all
that much more, because she had a chance to experience the tranquility
she was missing out on because of the presence of �super-bitch� in her
life.
Ruthie had not realized it, but she was badly sleep-deprived. Typically
she went to sleep around 11:00 pm or midnight and had to wake up at 4:30
to be at work by 5:00. The day�s cold and dampness had affected her as
well. Within a few minutes of sitting down at Mike�s window she began
nodding off. No problem�there�s a bed right here, I�ll just rest for a
little bit and then get up and study. She rested alright�but living more
than two months without adequate sleep finally caught up with her. She
lay down without bothering to pull the sheet over herself, passed out,
and remained sleeping with nothing to disturb her for the next five
hours.
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That afternoon was another �pay dirt� day for Parking Officer # 036.
Because it was chilly and drizzling, over a hundred students blissfully
assumed that surely the �Parking Nazi� of lot Econ-A would not spend an
afternoon standing out in the cold just to write tickets.
Wrong�Mike knew that precisely because it was a cold rainy day, he had
the chance to drive home the message he had been trying to push on the
parking meter violators over the past two weeks: that at no time, and
under no circumstances, was lot Econ-A a free parking zone. In spite of
the trouble he had keeping his ticketing machine and envelopes dry, he
still managed to write nearly 300 tickets. Infuriated students returned
to their cars and jerked off two or three tickets from their
windshields. Several yelled things such as:
�It�s fucking raining! Why are you out here? What�s fucking wrong with
you, goddamn Nazi?� �to which Mike casually responded that the meters
worked just as well in the rain as they did when it was sunny, and that
as far as he knew, coins were water-proof.
As usual there was the roaring of engines and screeching of tires from
infuriated students, but the lesson had been taught. Rain or no rain,
there simply was no free parking in lot Econ-A. Assuming the weather was
clear next week, the situation there would be under control, with the
exception of a few die-hards whose cars eventually would have to be
towed.
Mike�s clothing was very wet when he returned his ticketing machine to
the dispatcher. He was known as the fanatic of the Parking Department
and his stats for Friday did not disappoint. He had written 265 tickets
for the shift, slowed down only slightly by the rain and having to keep
the machine and the ticketing supplies reasonably dry. No one else came
even close to Mike�s numbers: the best any of his co-workers had done
that day was under 50 tickets. Only Mike Sinclair was stupid enough, or
dedicated enough, to stand in the rain for five hours writing meter
tickets.
Mike changed his shirt when he got off work, but that did him no good
whatsoever because his jacket, pants, and shoes were soaked. He would be
very happy to get back to his dorm room, take a hot shower, and put on
dry clothes. He remembered that his�girlfriend?�was studying in his
room. That presented him with a dilemma. He wondered if he should call
ahead or knock to let her know that he was coming, but then decided
against it. Ruthie knew full-well that his shift ended at 5:00 and that
he�d be back no later than 5:30, the time they always went to dinner.
The thought crossed his mind that she might be sleeping, and if so, it�d
be better not to disturb her.
Besides�maybe�she�d be naked? Why not? Just the previous night hadn�t
she, with no prompting whatsoever, run nude in a complete circle around
the Econ Building? If she did that, she had proven that she definitely
was not shy�so maybe upon returning to the room he would get a chance to
see her.
Mike noticed that the light was not turned in his window as he
approached the dorm building. When he came up to the door there was no
sound coming from the room. He was deeply disappointed, because he
figured that Ruthie must have left sometime during the afternoon. He put
his key into the door and quietly opened it. He was expecting to see
Todd�s side of the room empty, except for perhaps a few items she had
decided not to take with her. Instead, he was shocked to see her
uncovered body soundly asleep on his former roommate�s bed. She was
lying on her stomach with her face turned towards the window. Mike could
tell from her breathing that he had not woken her up and that she was
not aware that he was in the room.
Mike knew that he needed to do one of two things. He either needed to
back out of the room and knock, or cover her with a sheet so she could
continue sleeping and he could change. He opted for the second choice,
but for the moment he couldn�t resist the urge to take a close look at
his companion�s lovely figure. She had left the curtains open and it was
still mostly light outside, so there was plenty of light in the room.
Yes, he had seen her the previous night, but only for a few seconds and
in a place that was very poorly lit.
Mike�s hungry eyes roamed up and down his friend�s uncovered body,
taking in every detail. Except for her back going up and down slightly
from her respiration, she was lying perfectly still. Her body was small,
but well proportioned. She had slender legs and shapely hips. Her bottom
was somewhat flat. She had no tan-lines from a swimsuit, but her arms
and legs were slightly darker than her torso from running around in
shorts and a t-shirt all the time. Her arms were folded up close to her
chest and hid her breasts, but her legs and bottom cheeks were slightly
spread, allowing him to see a small portion of the black hair that
covered her vulva. She did not have very much hair on the rest of her
body. Mike noticed that she had not shaved her legs or under her arms
for several days. From what he could see that moment, and from what he
had seen of her the previous night, apparently she never shaved her
vulva. That was new for him, because Lisa completely shaved herself
every couple of days. Mike already knew that Ruthie shaved on an
irregular basis, whenever she �got around to it.�
A strange thought crossed Mike�s mind as he studied Ruthie�s figure.
Ruthie was the new girl in his life, so this body that he was looking at
was �his�.
Finally he forced himself to stop admiring her. He knew that if she woke
up and saw him standing next to the bed staring at her, chances were
that would be the end of their relationship. He figured that it would
not be so much the embarrassment him seeing her naked that would make
her upset, but rather him doing something that she would perceive as a
violation of her trust. She already had expressed that part of herself
during the conversation about Lisa.
Mike eased a couple of her books off the bed and gently pulled the cover
over her. She still did not wake up, although she moved slightly when he
let the blanket rest on her body. Now that she no longer was exposed,
Mike figured that he could go about his normal activities in the room.
He opened up a closet door to partially conceal himself from her view,
undressed, wrapped a towel around his waist, and went to the men�s
bathroom to shower and get cleaned up.
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Ruthie woke up while Mike was out of the room. She sat up confused,
because outside it was dusk, the final light of a dreary wet gray
afternoon. She was lying in the bed near the window, which was the bed
that Shannon had taken. What was she doing in Shannon�s bed? She sat up
in a panic, knowing there would be hell to pay if her roommate caught
her sleeping in her bed and even more so because she was naked. Ruthie
then looked at Shannon�s desk, only to realize that none of her
roommate�s things were on it. Her own stuff was there instead�her
backpack and some of her geology books. She looked around the darkening
room, and then realized that she was not in her own dorm at all, but
instead in Mike�s. She lay back down in the bed, tired and still
disoriented, not yet comprehending that she had been asleep the entire
afternoon. Finally she glanced at Mike�s clock�6:23 pm. She looked
again�6:23? Was that right? Then she saw Mike�s wet jacket hanging on
his desk chair and his wet shoes lying on the floor. With that she
realized that it really was already well past 6:00, that she had slept
the entire afternoon, and that Mike already had returned to the room,
changed, and for whatever reason had left. Then she remembered that she
had not bothered to pull the blanket over herself when she lay down. It
was possible that she had covered herself while she was sleeping, but
she knew that it was much more likely that Mike had come into the room,
saw her lying on the bed, and decided to cover her up. She shuddered and
blushed, because that would mean he had seen her sleeping in the nude.
She was contemplating whether or not to get dressed and leave when she
heard Mike�s key in the door. She quickly lay back down, with the
blanket pulled above her breasts. She knew what she was doing was silly,
given her behavior less than 24 hours before. She had shared her love of
being naked with Mike and wanted his room to be the one place on campus
where she could be honest with both him and herself about that part of
her personality. However, the issue of sex loomed over her. She wanted
to be free to be naked around Mike, but she did not want him to
interpret that as an invitation for having sex. She knew that Mike was a
young guy, and that as such he needed and wanted sexual intercourse. She
understood that if she wanted to have him as a boyfriend for any length
of time, at some point she would have to share her body with
him�but�just�not right now.
Mike felt nervous seeing her awake in bed, naked but with the blanket
covering her. He said hello and bent down to kiss her. He asked her
about her afternoon, to which she responded:
�I didn�t have much of an afternoon. I kinda slept.�
He decided that one thing he was going to do was not bother about being
modest around her anymore. He took off his towel and deliberately walked
around the room in the nude, doing things like combing his hair and
tending to his wet clothes. He was nervous about what he was doing, but
he wanted to push being openly naked as part of the relationship he was
developing with her. She shyly kept the blanket tight around her chest,
but she watched him intently, taking in the details of his body.
Once Mike had dressed and the danger of sex with him had passed, Ruthie
reluctantly got out of bed. She tried to act casual, as Mike had done,
but her heart was pounding. She allowed him to have another good look at
her backside as she put on her shorts and t-shirt. When she stepped
towards the door, Mike brusquely told her that she needed a jacket and
at the very least she should put on some socks to protect her feet from
the cold. Blushing, she did as she was told.
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Because they already had missed dinner at Watson Hall, Mike decided to
invite Ruthie out to Santa Cruz. He knew they needed to get off-campus
and put the uncomfortable encounter in the doom room behind them. They
repeated the activities from their first night in town, wandering around
used bookstores, going out to eat, and walking along the city�s
boardwalk. Mike pointed out a couple of books that covered the impact of
evangelical Christianity on US politics. One of Mike�s recent favorites
was a book by a political analyst called Kevin Phillips that argued that
a combination of over-reliance on financial services and evangelical
Christianity were factors in the national decline of several powerful
nations over the past 500 years. Phillips pointed out that conditions in
the US were following the same pattern and that the process of national
decline in North America already was well underway. Ruthie was extremely
interested. Mike commented: �No need to buy this one; I already have it.
You�d be interested in borrowing it?�
Ruthie nodded with enthusiasm.
Without saying anything, that evening the couple worked out how much
physical contact they would have in public. They both felt uncomfortable
holding hands while walking, but if they stopped anywhere for more than
a few seconds, Mike put his arms around her. She enjoyed that; having
the feeling of being protected by someone she cared about and who she
knew cared for her.
When they went back to Davenport, Ruthie began to feel uncomfortable,
because she realized that she and Mike had reached a turning point in
their relationship. The next time they were alone together in his room,
the question of sex would have to be addressed. It was clear that Mike
wanted and expected a sexual relationship from her, but she simply did
not feel ready. She did not want to turn him down when he approached
her, especially if she was going to be sleeping in his room and using it
to study. However, that night was not the time she wanted to commit
herself to that aspect of a serious relationship.
She could tell that Mike was hugely disappointed when she told him that
she wanted to go back to her room for the night. She dreaded the thought
that maybe Shannon would be in the room partying, because if that were
so, she�d have no option other than to return with Mike to his room.
Fortunately for her, Shannon was gone and the lights were turned out.
Ruthie hugged him and kissed him goodnight, but the message was clear.
That night they would sleep apart.
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The following day Ruthie woke up to see that her nemesis had returned
and was passed out in her bed, probably from a night of heavy drinking.
She grabbed some more of her books, a towel, and a few articles of
clothing and stuffed everything in a shopping bag. As an afterthought
she took her cell phone charger and her camera, realizing it made more
sense to keep them at Mike�s room instead of her own. That moment was
significant, because she had decided that she was going to be spending
most of her time with Mike and only use her own room as a place to
sleep. Anyhow, she no longer trusted Shannon around her things. She
glanced at her computer, thinking that at some point in the near future
she�d want to move it as well.
She slipped out of the room and stepped outside into a thick fog. She
could tell however, that the storm front had passed and throughout the
morning the temperature would warm up after the sun came out. If it
warmed up enough, she could put on the dress that Mike had bought her
the previous week and wear it around Davenport. That would be neat!
Mike already was up working on a term paper when he heard a faint knock
on his door. He knew who it was, because surely no one else would be
knocking at 7:30 in the morning. Mike normally slept naked and had not
yet bothered to get dressed. He thought about answering the door in the
nude, but figured that it probably would be better to be wearing
something when she entered. He put on a pair of clean shorts and one of
his t-shirts and opened up for her.
The full shopping bag in his friend�s hand told him that it was obvious
she expected to spend the entire day with him. At that moment he had
conflicting thoughts about what was happening. She had not bothered to
call ahead to see if he wanted her to come over so early, if he had
other plans, or if he was even in the room. She just showed up, taking
it for granted they were close enough that he would not consider her
coming over an imposition. He was conflicted between being irritated at
her self-centeredness and being flattered that she trusted him enough to
assume he�d always be glad to see her, no matter what. He put aside his
reservations about her impromptu visit and kissed her good morning. If
nothing else he�d get a good make-out and hug out of it.
Ruthie�s sudden appearance forced Mike to re-think his plans for the
day. He had expected to get together with her in the evening for dinner
and then take her to the Student Center to celebrate Halloween. Before
doing that he was planning to study in the morning, go for a hike in the
afternoon, and take a nap before dinner so he would not be tired later
that night. None of those activities were things he had to do alone.
He�d let Ruthie stay with him in the morning and study, then take her
with him hiking, and then�maybe� before taking a nap� finally�
Ruthie quickly settled down on Todd�s bed to study. She was more rested
than she had been at any time since the semester began, but also she was
stressed about having not studied the day before. Mike said nothing more
and returned to his term paper.
By 1:00 it was much warmer and sunny outside, so Mike suggested going
out for a late lunch. Ruthie agreed and decided that it was just warm
enough that she could wear her dress. Mike�s heart pounded at the
thought that she actually was going to go out, in broad daylight, in her
little red dress. Sure enough, she turned her back to him, pulled out
the dress from the wardrobe where she had her clothes, and took off her
t-shirt. She put on the dress and pulled down her shorts. She slipped on
her sandals and that was it, she was ready to go out.
Mike decided to stay in Davenport, on the assumption they were less
likely to have problems where there was a higher concentration of young
adults, some of whom were dressed only slightly less provocatively than
Ruthie. They would walk off-campus, have lunch, and just stretch their
legs around the small business district. Later they could return to
campus, with the idea they could go up to the observatory and perhaps
walk around the hill that was above it.
Ruthie thoroughly enjoyed the feeling of the cool sunny afternoon breeze
on her bare skin. She especially loved the feeling of the air on her
bare hips and blowing up the skirt on her vulva and bottom. It was
obvious to any observer paying attention to her that she was not wearing
anything under her dress, but according to the law as it was written,
she was just within compliance. A couple of campus cops did notice her,
but said nothing.
They had lunch at an outdoor burrito place before walking to Davenport�s
only bookstore and the town�s main park. At the park there was an
evangelical street-preacher ranting about sinful college students, the
Rapture, and the Second Coming. Ruthie was in a good enough mood that
she could have ignored him�until the moment he noticed her scanty
clothing. He yelled at her concerning her lack of decency and called her
a whore �in the name of Jesus�.
Mike was infuriated and wanted to settle the matter with his fist, but
Ruthie pushed past him, turned her back to the street preacher, bent
over, and flipped up the back of her skirt. She was completely naked
from the waist down, which horrified the preacher. That was precisely
Ruthie�s intent. She slapped her bare bottom hard and screamed:
�Check this out, faggot! I�ll bet you�ve never seen one of these before!
Take a good look at what you�ll never have, you stupid piece of shit!�
With that Ruthie turned around and got into a very ugly confrontation
with the street preacher. He continued to call her a whore and she
continued to call him a faggot. That was just the beginning. Ruthie
accused Jesus and the disciples of being a group of homosexuals�just
like the street preacher�and the reason why they started their religion
in the first place was they were such social rejects that no women
wanted to touch them. Ruthie cited some biblical passages that, oddly
enough, made such an accusation plausible. She continued, claiming that
because biblical prophets were such losers with women, they went into
caves and had gay orgies and wrote up fantasies about their imaginary
friend for lack of anything better to do. Within a few minutes, Ruthie�s
insults were so vicious that her opponent could not come up with
coherent answers to what she was saying. A couple of by-passers
applauded and the street preacher was reduced to screaming �You are a
true daughter of Satan!�
�Not of Satan, faggot! I�m a true daughter of Lilith!� With that Ruthie
flipped up the back of her dress a final time and walked away as a
couple of the guys watching whistled.
Although he had been ready to punch the religious fanatic for calling
his girlfriend a �whore�, Mike was dumbfounded by the viciousness with
which she laid into both him and the heroes of his faith. He also was
alarmed by the public spectacle that she had created. She normally was
quiet and shy, but she had shown she was volatile and could explode into
blind rage if triggered.
Being insulted in the name of a religion was just such a trigger. Her
loathing of religious people was an integral part of her character, a
mass of molten lava boiling just beneath a quiet surface that could
erupt in a massive explosion at any moment. The moment a religious
person passed judgment on her or attempted to control her behavior, she
erupted and had no control over her actions.
Mike had to admit she certainly knew her stuff when it came to
Christianity, because she easily matched the preacher point for point
and passage for passage. She had not wanted a logical argument, however;
what she wanted to do was ruin the man�s day as much as possible. As
they walked away, it seemed that she had achieved that desire. Her
attack apparently had set off some of the other spectators, because
after they left Mike could hear a couple of people taunting and jeering
at the preacher. One of the guys watching had followed Ruthie�s example
and was mooning him.
Ruthie�s volcanic eruption passed as quickly as it started. She became
shy and quiet again and hugged Mike for reassurance. Suddenly she was
ashamed and embarrassed by how she had behaved, but obviously what was
done could not be undone.
As he held her in his arms, Mike could feel that she was trembling from
emotion and needed to be given time and patience to calm down. It was
just as well that for the moment he didn�t need to say anything, because
he needed a chance to calm down as well. Not only was he trying to think
of something to say to her, but he also was trying to figure out what
had just happened, why she seemed to have lost her sanity for a couple
of minutes. He knew that there were two major issues in her life:
feeling repressed by religion during her years as a teenager, and the
constant stress she was under living with Shannon. She had no outlet for
all that emotion, so it exploded all at once towards a total stranger.
Mike had an observation:
�Ruthie, I think that if you�re gonna get so pissed off, why waste it on
some loser you don�t know? How come you don�t take it out on Shannon?
She�s the one who needs it. I�d bet if you�d do to her what you just did
to that guy in the park, it�d shut her up.�
�I don�t know�I wish I could�but it�s like�I can�t control my temper�.I
blow�and it�s always at the wrong time�when it doesn�t do any good�and
then I�m all quiet when I ought to speak up.�
Ruthie took a deep breath.
�I �spose you�re totally weirded-out by what just happened.�
Mmmm�kind of�but he did have it coming�and�in the end�maybe it worked
out for the best. I was gonna punch that guy�you know, for calling you a
whore�and then he would�ve gotten me on assault. I guess�in a way�you
kinda saved my ass.�
She hugged him and with that they returned to campus.
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When they returned to Mike�s room, the couple was faced with a more
trivial dilemma: what to wear for Halloween. Because they already knew
they were planning to participate in the midnight streaking tradition,
they knew that they needed simple costumes that would be easy to take
off.
As they went to dinner in Watson Hall, Mike saw that the dorm had thrown
out an old artificial plant and its pieces were sitting in a trash can
near the cafeteria. The plant had large plastic leaves, which gave Mike
an idea for a very daring outfit. He pulled off the leaves from the stem
and tossed what was left back in the trash can. He held up the leaves to
Ruthie and commented:
�This is gonna be our outfit for Halloween.�
�Plastic leaves?�
�Yes. I have an idea. I think you�re gonna like it.�
When they returned to his room, Mike dug through his desk to retrieve a
hole-punch and a roll of string. He punched holes in three of the leaves
and then cut a piece of string long enough to be tied around his waist.
He put the three plastic leaves on the string. Then, in full view of
Ruthie, he stripped and put the string around himself. He tied it and
moved the leaves to the front to cover his penis.
He blushed, not sure what she�d think, but commented:
�I�m gonna be Adam tonight. What do you think?�
�I like it.�
�So� you ready to be Eve?�
Ruthie blushed, but nodded.
�OK�I�ll do your bottom part first.�
Mike punched holes in three more plastic leaves and strung them. Her
heart pounding, Ruthie took off her dress and allowed him to tie the
string around her waist. Once she was covered in the front, Mike had to
figure out how to arrange additional leaves to cover her breasts.
Finally, after several tries, he tied a string around her chest, just
under her breasts, with a leaf covering each breast. He then looped
another string around the back of her neck and tied it to the stems of
the leaves to hold them in place. It was not perfect, because if she
moved around too much the leaves fell out of place, but it was easy for
her to simply push them back.
�You don�t think we�ll get arrested?�
�No, not on Halloween. The cops kinda expect this�it�s sort of like
Mardi Gras. They won�t hassle us unless somebody complains, and then all
they�d do would be warn us and tell us to get dressed. Anyhow, we�ll go
over in shirts and take �em off when we get there.�
Ruthie looked at herself in the mirror. She loved Mike�s idea and how
she looked in her leaf outfit. She hugged him. He caressed her naked
back, and then, for the first time, lowered his hands to her hips. He
ran his fingertips up and down the outer part of her bare bottom. She
did not object. As much as he wanted to seriously fondle the inner part
of her butt�to slip his hand between her bottom cheeks and feel the
sweaty skin at the base of her backside, he figured it was best to hold
off. She was allowing him to touch her bottom as it was, which was more
than he ever had done with her.
Mike picked two very worn-out shirts for himself and Ruthie. He knew
that the Student Center was a chaotic place on Halloween and there was a
very good chance that once they took off the shirts, they�d never find
them again, and that was something he did not want to worry about.
The students put the shirts over their string outfits and set off for
the Student Center. They looked very comical, walking with their bare
legs sticking out from under their shirts, leaving passers-by to wonder
what, if anything, they were wearing underneath. When they arrived in
the central part of campus, they were surrounded by other students in
every type of Halloween outfit imaginable. For the most part the student
costumes went for horror and gore, but there were others who were
wearing costumes from movies and TV shows, ranging from Star Trek to the
ever-popular Rocky Horror Picture show. A few revelers were dressed in
sexy outfits such as Carnival costumes. A couple of women were topless,
but no one was fully naked. Mike and Ruthie kissed each other and pulled
off their shirts. They immediately got whistles and applause from some
of the other party-goers. They were somewhat covered in the front, but
in the back they were completely nude, without even a thong to cover
their bottoms. Mike swallowed, because at that moment he realized that
his outfit idea was more daring than he had imagined it would be, and
that he and Ruthie were the most unclothed people at the Halloween
celebration.
Ruthie was thoroughly enjoying herself. Except for going to the beach a
few times, she had never been naked in front of strangers, and certainly
not the only naked person in a large crowd that was mostly clothed. The
plastic leaves rubbing her breasts and pelvis made her all that much
more aware that in the back she was not covered at all. Her bottom
received plenty of stares�as did Mike�s bare behind. She noticed several
people, both men and women, staring as hard at Mike as guys were staring
at her. She took his arm to let everyone know that both she and he were
taken�the others could look, but not touch.
There was so much going on that the novelty of Adam and Eve quickly wore
off. The most interesting moment was when a middle-aged woman dressed in
a witch�s dress snuck up behind Mike and startled him with a very hard
slap to the bottom. Mike blushed, because the woman was one of his
co-workers�the dispatcher, no less. She asked Ruthie to take a picture
of her with Mike, and then another passer-by to take a picture of the
three of them together. Mike found out that his co-worker had a mean
streak in her, because as the three took their positions in front of the
camera, he felt her hand fondling his bottom. He forced a smile, but
knew better than to say anything. Better to let her have her thrill�but
of course from that point forward he�d have to deal with her sarcastic
smile every time he checked out his ticketing machine. Hopefully it was
just one secret out of many that she planned to keep�
Mike and Ruthie ran into other classmates, all of whom were surprised
and impressed that they would show up to the Halloween party in such
daring costumes. At 10:00 the university�s homecoming queen stood at the
microphone and ordered everyone to be quiet. A couple of student
officers took their places at the microphone and announced that they were planning to pass
out awards for the best costume in five categories: most original, most
scary, most sexy, funniest, and most obnoxious. Most original went to a
horror theme outfit (no surprise) as did most scary. But then Mike and
Ruthie heard:
�For the sexiest outfit�this year we�ve got a couple.� The student
officer looked directly at Mike and Ruthie: �Adam and Eve�please come up
here!�
Blushing furiously, the two nearly naked students made their way to the
podium to take their prize as the crowd cheered, whooped, and whistled.
They were awarded with something that was actually useful: a $ 200 gift
certificate for the campus bookstore. Holding hands, they looked
nervously around the room as cameras flashed wildly at their exposed
bodies. Mike noticed that his co-worker was right up front with a
camera. He took a deep breath, knowing that most definitely the story
was going to make its rounds through the parking department the
following week. Anyhow, because they were prize winners, most likely
their picture would appear in the campus newspaper the following week.
Once the prizes were awarded, there was a live DJ who announced that
everyone was going to party until midnight. What that meant was dancing
and general socializing.
The evening turned out to be much wilder than the couple had
anticipated, which put them in strange mood. Mike knew that everyone
would see him very differently the following week, that there was a part
of him that no one had known about. He could still feel the faint tingle
on his bottom where his co-worker had smacked him. He no longer felt
embarrassed about it; he found it very erotic. Ruthie simply was ready
to �get naked�. When the plastic leaves chaffed her breasts, she decided
to take off her top. What the hell? It was coming off at midnight
anyway�why not have it off now and be more comfortable? She kissed Mike
and her bare breasts touched his naked chest for the first time.
Neither Mike nor Ruthie was any good at dancing, but their lack of dance
talent did not matter in the least. They were thoroughly enjoying
themselves. Mike awkwardly spun Ruthie, only to have her fall laughing
into his arms. The surrounding crowd cheered them on, clapping and
chanting �Adam and Eve!�Adam and Eve!�Adam and Eve!�
Finally the DJ announced it was almost midnight.
�OK�all you freaks! Let�s show Davenport what you�ve got! Let�s get
NAKED!!!!�
A cheer went up from the crowd. Mike and Ruthie were among the first to
be totally nude, because all they had to do was untie the strings around
their waists. A simple pull of a bow-knot, and the plastic leaves
flopped to the ground. About half of the other students stripped, some
completely and some just to their underwear. Mike and Ruthie kissed one
final time before running outside with the others.
Cheering and whooping, about 200 naked and partially dressed students
ran in a circle around the dean�s house (conveniently, he was out of
town that weekend), then back to Central Campus and around the main
fountain. Part of the tradition was for anyone who was completely nude
to jump in. That year, as a practical joke, a fraternity had dropped
several large blocks of ice in the water to give anyone who jumped in a
chilling surprise. Mike and Ruthie noticed several students shrieking
and scrambling out as soon as they jumped or were tossed in. Mike put
his hand in the water, only to notice it was ice cold. He warned Ruthie,
but she responded:
�It�s a tradition to jump in though, right?�
�Well, yeah�but��
Ruthie kicked off her shoes and stepped in. She closed her eyes and
worked up the nerve to lower herself into the frigid water. She dipped
down, immersing herself up to her chest and immediately stood up. Before
she got out, she posed for several pictures.
By the time Ruthie got out of the fountain, the streakers already were
starting to go back inside and get dressed. Mike and Ruthie went back
into the Student Center as well, but they need not have bothered. Their
leaf-outfits were missing, as were the shirts they had worn over. Mike
was not surprised. The leaf outfits had caused a sensation and had won
them a prize, so it was not surprising that someone swiped them. The
shirts were gone as well, which meant that Mike and Ruthie would have to
streak back to his dorm.
�Let�s get out of here before everyone is dressed.�
Mike knew that there would be less trouble for them if they ran out of
central campus while there were at least a couple of other naked
students still milling about. Ruthie followed him past the campus
library towards the academic buildings. As they got further from the
Student Center, they also got further away from the part of campus where
the yearly streak was unofficially tolerated. If they were caught in the
nude among the academic buildings, it was possible they�d get arrested.
Mike kept in the shadows, peeked around corners, and signaled to Ruthie
when it was safe to dash to the next building.
The challenge and danger made the final part of the evening very
exciting for Ruthie. This was a real adventure for her, something that
she had not experienced since she had streaked her apartment complex.
What made the adventure even more special was sharing with the person
she most cared about. As she watched Mike run ahead of her, crouching in
the darkness and signaling that it was safe for her to catch up with
him, she felt that he was the one person she could truly love. He
understood her�and even now was giving her one of the most fun
experiences she had ever had in her life.
Yes�fun! She was actually having fun! She was enjoying herself!
All too soon Mike led her to the open field that separated the dorms
from the academic area. He told her to crouch in the darkness and then
jog with him to the other side. Then they would need to cross the street
as fast as they could towards some parked cars on the other side.
Unfortunately from that point forward everything was well-lit, so they�d
have to run non-stop after they crossed the street. They jogged across
the dark grass, and crouched down one final time while Mike tried to see
if anyone was around. He patted her on the butt and whispered: �Go!�
By the time they got to Mike�s dorm they were totally winded, but the
danger of getting arrested was almost over with. Leaving her crouching
in the darkness, he calmly walked up to the front door and buzzed the
night attendant. He told the guy the truth: that he had gone to the
Halloween streak and his clothes were stolen. Fortunately the night
attendant knew Mike and had nothing against him, so he directed the
resident to a side door and buzzed him in. The only part of the streak
remaining was a nude run down the hallway. The night clerk kept watch
for the couple, and directed them to cross when the corridor was empty.
No point in having Mike�s neighbors whooping while he and his girlfriend
ran nude down his hallway.
And that was it for Halloween. Ruthie was elated: that was the best time
she had enjoyed�since�maybe since she was born. That was fun! She kissed
him and pressed her body against his. When she felt his penis
stiffening, she gently stroked it.
�You�re OK�you know with�?
She nodded.
Mike put on a condom. He kissed her and touched her vulva. He noted that
she was not wet at all; in spite of how she was acting she did not seem
in the least aroused�and yet it clear was she was trying.
Ruthie�s mood went from elation to despair. No�she was not aroused.
After such a great evening of erotic adventure she had expected to be
excited, but her body simply was not cooperating with what her mind
wanted it to do.
Come on�for Mike�please�he deserves it�but�nothing�
Finally she gave up on herself. She felt that she owed him sex; that he
deserved to have that part of the relationship fulfilled. She did as
well�but maybe it would come later�for her it would not be that night.
She hugged him.
�Mike�I�just go ahead�it�ll be OK.�
�You�re sure?�
�Yeah�Sometimes it takes me a couple of minutes to get going�you
know�It�s OK��
With that, she lay on the spare bed and spread her legs. Mike pushed his
reservations aside and joined her. The condom he was wearing was
lubricated, so he was able to enter her, although with some difficulty
and much discomfort for her. She kissed him, because she did not want
him to see that the only thing she was feeling at the moment was
discomfort. He thrust vigorously, and finally she could tell he was
pumping semen into the condom. She felt nothing but relief that it was
over as he slowed down and his penis went limp.
She continued holding him close, because she did not want him to see her
face.
�Was that good for you?�
�Yeah�it was fine, Mike�� she lied. Actually her vagina felt raw and was
aching.
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A few minutes later they cleaned up from the exertions of a night of
dancing, streaking, and sex. When they returned to his room they cuddled
together in Mike�s bed. She lay next to him with her head resting in his
armpit. She caressed his stomach until she was convinced he was asleep.
As soon as his breathing changed, tears rolled down her face. For a year
and a half she had wondered whether or not she was capable of enjoying
sex. She could climax just fine while masturbating, but as for sex
itself, she had nothing but bad memories. It had been awful the first
time�that first relationship during her junior year in high school. She
made love, but felt absolutely nothing except disgust and discomfort.
Well, the first guy had been a total POS (piece of shit) so she figured
that it must have been because she hated him.
Now she had made love to another man�the second man in her life. This
time everything had been different�no �cherry to pop�, no desperate fear
of being discovered, no fear of getting pregnant, and most of all�the
man who made had just made love to her was one she cared about. None of
that mattered. Sex with Mike was just as awful as it had been during
those squalid nights she spent with that POS.
After a year and a half she got her answer�but it was not the answer she
wanted.
