[KarlMalone]

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Elizabeth woke up in her bed the next morning, still naked from the night before. She smiled as she recounted the events of last night. Having all those people stare at her, all the attention, it was very arousing. Elizabeth slid her hands all over naked body and found her clitoris. A nice morning session would be a great way to cap off an exotic evening.

After reaching climax, Elizabeth yawned and walked out of her bedroom to grab a bowl of cereal. She was so glad Marie was accustomed to Elizabeth’s casual nudity around the apartment. It was such an improvement over her living situation freshman year in which her roommate Alicia admonished her for even suggesting such a thing. Elizabeth sauntered into the living room, closing her eyes and stretching her arms above her head in the morning light. When she opened her eyes, she saw a strange man sitting in the living room, staring at her.

“Oh my god,” she screamed as she tried her best to cover herself. “You’re an intruder! Leave or I’ll call the cops!”
“Um, you’re um, you’re naked,” stammered the man.

Just then Marie and a woman walked in the door carrying bags of groceries.

“Marie, call the cops! This man broke into our apartment!” shrieked Elizabeth.

“Oops, I’m really sorry!” laughed Marie. “Elizabeth, meet my dad.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” smiled Marie’s dad as he reached out to shake Elizabeth’s hand. Elizabeth, still trying to cover up her nudity, shook it as best she could.

“Elizabeth here is a bit of a nudist, and I said I don’t mind, so I hope you guys don’t mind,” explained Marie to her parents.

“Well, we were around in the 60s,” replied Marie’s dad.“Things were pretty liberal back then. Its no big deal to us if you want to walk around naked Elizabeth.”

Elizabeth was not quite reassured. She had just woken up. She had just masturbated! She wasn’t quite ready to be naked in front of Marie’s parents.

“Oh, I think I’ll put a robe on anyway,” she replied meekly.

“Nonsense,” said Marie’s mom. “We won’t hear of it. This is your apartment, you can live how you want. We are not here to cramp your style. Please Elizabeth, we are not some fuddy-duddies. I took my top off at Woodstock, remember that Robert?” she smiled turning to her husband.

“Yea, those were wild times,” he laughed. “Elizabeth, we insist you be as naked as you want. It’s the 21st century after all and we’re all grown adults. A little skin isn’t going to hurt anyone.”

“You know, I think I’m going to take a shower,” replied Elizabeth in an attempt to end the subject. “I’ll be right back.”

Elizabeth jumped in the hot shower and chuckled. Marie’s parents were so insistent upon showing they were okay with her nudity. It was kind of cute actually. It was a very stark contrast to her own rigid, conservative parents.

Elizabeth put on a robe and walked back out to the living room for some breakfast. Her jaw nearly hit the floor when she saw Marie’s mother and father sitting on the couch completely naked.

“Hey Elizabeth! We wanted to try out nudism ourselves. It really is quite fun!” smiled Marie’s father.

“See honey, its okay if you want to walk around naked around us!” said Marie’s mother. “It’s totally comfortable!”

Marie groaned with a look of embarrassment on her face. “I begged them not to do this, but they insisted. They really want you to feel accepted.”

Elizabeth laughed. “I appreciate the gesture, really. But let’s all get dressed and go out for breakfast.”

“A splendid idea!” exclaimed Marie’s father.

***
With her confidence running at an all time high, Elizabeth decided to try something she had always wanted to try, but had never had the courage to do – performing arts. She had seen a flyer near one of her classes calling for open tryouts for an all-student production. She had little acting experience, but thought she had little to lose, and the try-out would be worth the experience.

She attended the tryout one weekend afternoon and auditioned for a few of the smaller roles. It was a student written play, a supposed farcical dark comedy mixed with drama. Frankly, Elizabeth thought the story sounded awful, but she eagerly auditioned nonetheless. She was pleasantly surprised when the director called her in and assigned her one of the supporting roles – “Jane”, a troubled friend of the lead actress.

Elizabeth rehearsed her lines with Marie, who had to stifle her laughter at the terrible dialogue Elizabeth was forced to read for her part. It was clear the student writer could use some improvement. Still, Marie was quite supportive of Elizabeth, who was prepared to take this seriously and give it her best shot.

Elizabeth rehearsed with the crew and found the play even more and more bizarre. One day after rehearsal, the director approached her with a script in hand.

“We’ve made some changes to your part. We want your character to be more raw, more exposed. Your scene with the main actors is the lynchpin of the play. We are counting on you. Rehearse these lines and be ready this weekend for a full dress rehearsal.”

Elizabeth was honored that the director entrusted her with such a pivotal role. She flipped through the script revisions while walking home from rehearsal and was a bit taken aback when she read the first stage direction of her pivotal scene:

[ACT III SCENE 5 – JANE STANDS ALONE ON STAGE, REMOVES ALL OF HER CLOTHING TO STAND NAKED BEFORE THE WORLD]

The director had not mentioned anything about a nude scene. Could this be correct? She would have to stand completely naked in front of the entire audience? Elizabeth had been naked for an audience before, in fact, the director could not have picked a better person for this role, but she would be nervous enough acting in her first play, could she really be completely naked? Her heart began to palpitate at the thought.

“I don’t know if I can do this,” she complained to Marie. “Being naked while drunk at a party is one thing, being naked while sober and nervous and acting in front of an audience is quite different!”

“Relax,” shrugged Marie. “Actors are naked on stage all the time. All the Oscar winning actresses do nude scenes. It will be the most natural thing in the world for you.”

Elizabeth tried to reassure herself, but she wasn’t quite sure she could go through with this. But she didn’t want to let down the director and the crew, especially since this was her first acting role. She was determined to do what she had to do for the show. She would do the nude scene.

She showed up that weekend for the dress rehearsal nervous, but ready to show everyone what she had – both literally and figuratively. Her first few scenes went well. As she stood backstage, her skin grew tighter as she became more and more nervous. Finally, it was time for her big scene. She stepped out on stage in front of the crew and the director and began to give her lines. She slowly unbuttoned her dress and let it fall to the floor. She was completely naked on stage.

“Hold on. Stop production!” shouted the director. “Elizabeth, what are you doing?”

Elizabeth was flabbergasted. And still naked. “I’m doing my part. It calls for me to be naked.”

“Did you not get the body suit you were supposed to have?”

“Body suit?” Elizabeth was totally confused now.

“WARDROBE!!!!” shouted the frustrated director. “Elizabeth, you are supposed to wear a body suit under your clothes. When you disrobe, you are naked, but you’re not really naked. If we had nudity in our student production, our funding would get stripped so fast…no pun intended.”

Elizabeth smiled weakly, a bit reliever, but also a bit disappointed. She had psyched herself up for a big nude scene, and now she would not get the opportunity to fulfill her exhibitionist fantasy of being naked for an audience. A stagehand tossed her a flesh-colored body suit as he ogled her still naked body. She chuckled as she put it on. At least everyone had gotten to see everything she had!

The show opened to small audiences and received poor reviews from even the student newspaper. Still, Elizabeth was happy for the opportunity to practice her acting skills. She received praise from some audience members for her performance, despite the poor writing.

The show was to run for three weeks, but after just five days, the director gathered the crew together.

“Guys, this will be our last show. We haven’t sold enough tickets and we’re getting our funding pulled. I guess the world isn’t ready for my masterpiece. Good luck tonight and make it the best show of your life.”

Elizabeth was a bit disappointed her first acting gig would be such a short one. She had really discovered new confidence and an ability to expose her raw feelings onstage. Speaking of exposing, she was still disappointed her nude scene was not really a nude scene. But the funding was being pulled anyway, right? And this would be her last show. Why not pull all the stops and fulfill her exhibitionist fantasy? Would she dare do a nude scene anyway? It would shock even her co-stars!

Elizabeth giggled in delight as she tossed her body suit into the trash can. This would be the performance of a lifetime!

She could barely get through her lines in the first two acts, as her stomach was turning in nervous excitement. They had another sparse crowd looking mostly bored. They were about to get a surprising treat. Finally, it was time for Act Three and Elizabeth made her entrance. She delivered her lines and slowly unbuttoned her dress. The glare from the spotlight made it difficult to see her audience, but she could make out a few guys. She watched their blank expressions turn to full smiles when she pulled her dress down, exposing her milky white skin and ample breasts to the audience. The spotlight felt like a heat lamp on her bare skin. She even stuck out her hips a bit so the spotlight could shine on her freshly-trimmed vagina.

One of her male co-stars came out onstage to deliver his lines, but he could barely sputter them out as he ogled Elizabeth’s naked body. The stagehands even forget their cues to change the lights and music to end Elizabeth’s scene. The play was so awful, no one even noticed the errors. Elizabeth walked back off-stage to her shocked director.

“What are you doing?” he exclaimed.

“Going out on a bang!” she laughed.

When the play was over, Elizabeth received the only applause out of the entire cast. She loved the attention and adulation. It was becoming an intoxicating addiction for her. She walked home from the performance on cloud nine. She had taken a risk when she had nothing to lose and it had paid off for her. Her body tingled with sexual electricity as she re-lived the thought of the audience shocked at her brazen nudity on stage.

Three days later, Elizabeth got a call from the director.

“Elizabeth, can you come back for rehearsal? We are BACK ON! In fact, we got a four week extension! I guess the ticket office was flooded with request for tickets. We don’t even need our funding anymore! Oh, and do you mind ditching the body suit for good?”