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   Thanks to Karen Wagner, whose "Karen Naked in School" series was so
wonderful, and for inspiring so many other great stories.  I am sorry if my
stories are not up to her high standard.

   Part 1 - Saturday - Arrival by Carl Zak Brown (c) 2003

   Hello, my name is Carla, and this is the story of what happened when I
went to an Exhibitionist Summer School for Girls when I was 14.

   My dad drove me to the Hotel near the English seaside.  It was a typical
anonymous hotel from a chain, with identical rooms and a couple of
conference rooms.

   I signed in at Reception, then one of the summer school leaders, who
introduced herself as Jane, arrived to take me to my room.  She was in her
mid-thirties, with a very businesslike air.  I kissed dad goodbye, then
followed Jane to my room.

   Jane took me into the room, then closed the door.  The room seemed
fairly spacious, and had a double bed.  She said, "You won't be needing any
knickers or nighties this week, can you go through your luggage and give
them to me, and I will return them at the end of the week."

   After I had given her the underwear, she gave me a large T-shirt, and
said "Take off your clothes now, and put this on.  You can keep your bra
on, if you need it for support".

   I stared at her in horror, I wasn't going to strip in front of her!

   She understood.  "You can change in the bathroom if you like" she said,
"but later this week you will have to get used to being seen naked by other
people."

   I went into the bathroom and locked the door, then quickly took my
clothes off.  I didn't need a bra for support, my tits are still quite
small, but I decided to keep my bra on anyway.  I put the T-shirt on and
checked what I looked like in the mirror.  I was relieved to see that it
covered my pussy, and that even if I bent over a little, my private parts
would not be exposed.

   I returned to the bedroom, and tried to put my clothes into my suitcase,
but Jane insisted on having my knickers.  She told me that I had an hour to
freshen up before meeting the other girls in one of the hotel conference
rooms.  She reminded me that I should come to the meeting just wearing my
T-shirt and bra, and that I was not to put on a skirt or trousers.

   When I arrived at the conference room, I saw that there were about 20
girls altogether, aged between about 12 and 18.  I noticed that several of
them had much shorter T-shirts on than mine, exposing their pussies for all
to see, and that three of them had ignored the rule about not wearing
skirts or trousers.

   Jane had noticed the rule-breakers as well.  She rounded them up, then
took them to the front of the room, where there was a small stage.  She
took the girls up onto the stage, then clapped her hands together to get
attention.

   "Good afternoon ladies" she said.  "As you can see, some of our group
have not got off to a very good start, they have ignored the dress code. 
Would you three please take off the offending items."

   The three girls immediately started protesting.  "My T-shirt is too
short" said one.  "It's too embarrassing!" said the second.  "You are
wearing a skirt!" said the third.  This was true, Jane was wearing a
business suit.

   Jane replied "Look at the other girls, you do not have the shortest
T-shirts here.  I am sure you will find the course very enjoyable, but you
will have to cooperate and obey the rules.  Please take off your skirts and
jeans."

   Reluctantly two of the girls started to obey, but the third said "Why
should I, you are not complying with the dress code!"

   Jane said "I am one of the leaders, different rules apply to us.  If you
want to stay here, you will comply with the dress code, otherwise we will
contact your parents and ask them to take you home.  Which is it to be?"

   The third girl unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground.  I
realised that she had some reason to be embarrassed, her T-shirt was very
short and only just covered her navel, leaving the whole of her pubis
exposed.

   Jane told us to sit down at the tables provided, ready to eat our
evening meal.  I started chatting to the girls sitting near me.  Several of
them had been to the Exhibitionist Summer School before, but they would not
say what had happened in previous years, although they said it had been
fun.

   After the meal, Jane stood up and started to tell us about the week
ahead.  She told us that we would be doing all the normal things that
people would do on a summer holiday, but that most of the time our clothing
would be skimpy, which would leave our pussies exposed.

   Someone asked why there were no boys on the course.  Jane said, "You
have probably all heard about what has been happening in the USA, with
schools starting 'Naked in School' policies.  Most of you have probably
read Karen Wagner's essay about being one of the first girls at her school
to be part of the programme.  It wasn't just girls in the USA, but here in
Britain our laws still treat boys and men who prefer to be nude as
perverts, unless they belong to private nudist clubs.  However, laws for
women and girls have been relaxed in Britain in the past few years, and
some politicians and libertarians are trying to use Sex Discrimination and
Human Rights laws to change the law for boys and men as well."

   "Because this is Britain and not America, public nudity is still not
tolerated, but it has become legal to appear in public places as long as
the body is partially covered.  Some well endowed ladies have started
appearing topless when they are in public areas, but others have taken to
wearing short T-shirts or dresses with no underwear."

   At this point she was interrupted as a man entered the room.  I guessed
he was about 55, and he was wearing a dishevelled suit.  Jane said, "This
is George, he will be helping to lead this weeks sessions.  We thought that
you all needed a man to keep an eye on you.  George, I'm just going through
the course introduction."

   He said "Please continue" and sat down next to her.

   Jane said "Where was I?  Oh yes, I was saying that recent law changes
have allowed women to wear fewer clothes, revealing more of their bodies.
However, many women and girls still feel inhibited about making use of
their new freedom.  That's why we started these classes three years ago, to
help young women overcome their inhibitions and take advantage of the new
openness."

   "OK, there are just a few rules to bear in mind.  When you wake up each
morning, you will find that a top has been left out for you.  Some of you
have been lucky today, we have let you have quite long T-shirts, but for
the rest of the week your T-shirts will be shorter, and on one or two days
you will be wearing just a halter top.  In the hotel and its grounds you
can walk around naked if you like, but once you leave the hotel you must
remember to wear your top."

   "When you get back to your bedrooms tonight, you will find that the
duvets have been removed from your beds.  The rooms will be sufficiently
warm to allow this.  When you go to sleep tonight you must sleep naked. 
George will check two or three rooms each night to make sure that the rule
is obeyed."

   At the end of the talk, we all returned to our rooms.  I heard one of
the girls say "I'm not sleeping naked tonight!" Another said, "Go on, it
will be fun!  Besides, no-one will see!".  A third said "But what about
George, I don't want an old man coming and looking at me and fantasising
about me." Another of my companions said "Don't worry about him, he's gay."

   I entered my room and locked the door.  As Jane had said, the
bed-clothes had been removed, leaving just an undersheet.  I decided I was
not going to sleep naked, how would they know anyway.

   I switched off the light, and laid down to sleep.  About ten minutes
later, there was a knock on the door.  I ignored it.  There was another
knock, louder this time, then I heard someone turning a key in the
door-lock.  Someone put the bedroom light on.

   It was Jane.  She looked down at me on the bed and said "Did you forget
the rules?  You have to sleep naked."

   I asked "Are you checking on all the girls tonight?"

   She replied, "No, there is a security camera in every room.  The guys
who monitor them told me that you had gone to bed improperly dressed.  Now,
take that T-shirt off for me please."

   I said "Are you telling me that men are monitoring my every move in this
room?"

   She answered "Certainly.  Why don't you give them a show before you go
to sleep?  Masturbate.  You've done that before haven't you?"

   I admitted that I had (but not in front of someone else!), then she
asked for the T-shirt.  I took it off, then she asked me to take my bra off
as well.

   "You don't need that for support" she said.  "Perhaps you will leave it
off for the rest of the week?" She did not wait for an answer, now that I
was properly dressed (or undressed!) she left the room.

   I was about to switch the light off, when I realised that I wanted to
masturbate.  Something had made me horny.  I realised that it was the way
Jane looked at me when I was naked.  Was she gay?  Was I?

   And what about the guys monitoring the rooms?  I decided that I could
postpone answering the questions, but I could no longer wait to touch
myself.

   First my breasts.  I caressed them from the outside in, slowly working
towards my nipples.  Finally I reached them, stroking them, pulling them,
pinching them until they were fully erect.

   I continued working on one of my breasts while the other hand started on
my pussy.  Gosh, I was so wet.  I stuck a finger in, then another.  As I
finger fucked myself, I started to stroke my clit with my thumb.

   I held off for as long as I could, and finally gave in to a wonderful
climax.

   Now I was ready for sleep.

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