Chapter Thirty-Seven
Elizabeth walked in silent dread to Sociology class the next Monday. Even though Professor Warner had wanted his students to push social boundaries, she still felt embarrassed having to explain her public nudity stunt to him. And he had once again seen her naked! Elizabeth winced as she recalled running into him while streaking.
Elizabeth slumped down in her seat, hoping she would somehow turn invisible. The class filed in and Professor Warner made his entrance, barely even glancing at Elizabeth.
“I’ll take your papers on your assignment for the weekend,” announced Professor Warner as the students passed their papers to the front. As he began his lecture, Elizabeth began to feel a bit more reassured. Maybe it was no big deal?
It was an interesting lecture and before Elizabeth knew it, class was over. As the bell rung and students began to file out, Professor Warner stopped Elizabeth.
“Elizabeth, do you have a minute to walk with me to my office? I need to have a conversation with you.”
Elizabeth gulped in horror. “Sure,” she smiled weakly.
She followed the professor out of the lecture hall and down the hallway towards his office. She felt like she was walking to the principal’s office to be punished for a prank gone wrong. A nervous pit formed in her stomach.
“I wanted to comment on what I can only guess was your assignment,” he began. “And I am talking about your…nude walk…last weekend.”
Elizabeth began to panic. Her recklessness had once again caught up with her.
“Ah, here’s my office. Please step in for a moment,” instructed Professor Warner.
“Seeing you push social boundaries like that was quite a surprise to say the least,” he continued. “I mean it was one thing for you to be nude in class, but out in public….”
Elizabeth winced.
“It was…well, brilliant!” smiled the professor.
Elizabeth was confused.
“I think you’re one of the few students that really understands what I am getting at with these assignments,” continued Professor Warner. “And I already know you’re one of my better students.”
“You actually liked my assignment?” asked Elizabeth.
“Yes, yes, I think it really got the core of your being and you pushed yourself to new boundaries. Am I right?”
Elizabeth nodded. She recounted how exciting it had been and how nervous she had been beforehand.
“Good. Well that’s what I was hoping students got out of the assignment,” he smiled.
“Well thank you,” Elizabeth smiled, relieved she was not being reprimanded. “Is that all though? You just wanted to compliment me on my assignment?”
“Well no, I did have an ulterior motive,” he smiled as he pulled out a manila folder from his file cabinet. “You see, I have begun the groundwork for a sociological study on the attitudes of society towards public nudity. Its precisely what you’ve done with your assignment. I was wondering if I could incorporate your findings into the study. I would credit you of course.”
Elizabeth was stunned. Her nude adventure would be part of an academic study?
“I could also use a research assistant. I have applied for the grant to fund the project. I hope to have two or three test subjects willing to go naked in public while my assistant and I gauge people’s reactions and make our assessments. If you’re willing to be part of the project I think you could both lend a unique perspective and make a major contribution to the research. What do you say?”
Elizabeth was so surprised, she could barely mumble the word “yes.”
“Great,” laughed Professor Warner. “I’ll get the paperwork done for the grant money, then we can begin. I’ll have you do some literature review and I’ll arrange for the test subjects. I hope to get started in a few weeks. I am glad to have you on board Elizabeth. I think you’ll find this to be stimulating research.”
Elizabeth exited his office still amused that her streak would be part of an academic research paper. She chuckled to herself. If only Professor Warner knew the extent of her naked adventures!
Elizabeth’s eyes glazed over as she browed through academic articles on her laptop. Professor Warner had asked her to do a literature review for background information for the research they were doing, but Elizabeth was finding it difficult to find many papers on point. She needed to take a break.
She was really starting to enjoy exercising as a way of clearing her mind, so she donned her jogging shorts and her sports bra, slipped on her running shoes and began her run.
Elizabeth panted as her feet hit the pavement with each stride. The crisp fall air made her lungs ache, but felt wonderful against her glistening skin. Elizabeth turned the corner and made her way down Main Street.
She smiled as she recounted the nude walk she had performed on that very street the prior evening. She wondered if anyone that had seen her that night was again looking at her this night. She began to feel very self-conscious. She noticed her nipples were protruding through her sports bra, now damp with sweat.
Elizabeth stopped to catch her breath. Her blood was pumping furiously, reminding her of how her blood had been pumping in nervous excitement on her nude walk. Elizabeth was now standing outside the drug store she had boldly walked past nude the night before. She decided to stop inside to get a bottle of water.
Elizabeth grabbed a water bottle and looked around the drug store. It was your typical 1950s era drug-store, upated a bit to reflect modern times. Elizabeth gasped as she looked behind the counter to see the same young man that caught a glimpse of her the previous evening. She wondered if he would recognize her. Only one way to find out.
Elizabeth confidently strode to the counter to pay for the water.
“That’ll be $1.95,” said the clerk, barely looking at Elizabeth.
Elizabeth, a bit disappointed she had not achieved celebrity status, paid for the water and exited the store.
The water was refreshing, and Elizabeth even poured a bit on her chest, to cool herself down. It reminded her of the time she had splashed water all over her chest at the gym, giving the weightlifters there an eyeful. She wanted to get that same reaction again from the clerk.
“I forgot some gum,” laughed Elizabeth as she marched back inside the drugstore to the counter. Her nipples were now clearly visible through the black lycra top, as Elizabeth’s moist breasts heaved under her heavy breathing.
“Seventy-nine cents,” said the clerk, again barely looking at Elizabeth.
Elizabeth looked at him puzzled. Was he blind? Homosexual?
“Uh…thanks,” she muttered as she walked off.
She stood back outside, disappointed she couldn’t elicit a reaction from the young man. People, it seemed to her, did not want to acknowledge each other anymore. Why, she could have been naked, and he would not have even noticed it! Elizabeth took the gum from its wrapper and popped it in her mouth. She would get him to acknowledge her.
“Could you throw this away for me?” she asked as she strode back to the counter. The clerk put out his hand to receive the wrapper, and glanced up for a second only to find a completely naked woman walking towards him.
“Holy shit! You’re naked!” he exclaimed.
“Me? Oh yea, I guess I am,” laughed Elizabeth nonchalantly. “I was getting hot after my run and I needed a way to cool off.”
“You’re that girl that walked by here naked last night! I thought I was hallucinating! Do you do that every night?”
“No,” smiled Elizabeth, loving the attention she was receiving. “It just felt like a good time to get naked. You don’t mind do you?”
“Not at all! In fact, you can be naked in here anytime you want!”
“Thanks,” replied Elizabeth. “I may just do some shopping here naked if you don’t mind.”
Elizabeth chuckled to herself as she browsed the shelves, pretending to shop when she was instead enjoying the clerk staring at her naked body. She even dropped a box of chapstick on purpose to bend over in front of him, exposing herself even more. The thought of him staring at her spread pussy greatly aroused her. Elizabeth licked her fingers and began playing with her clit.
Before long, her fingers were inside, probing and thrusting. Elizabeth rubbed her sweaty breasts, pulling on her nipples. She was bent over, completely naked, in this drugstore, masturbating in front of the clerk. Elizabeth was losing all inhibitions.
She quickly climaxed, collapsing in a heap on the ground. This was better than any “runner’s high” she had ever experienced.
“Well, its time I get going,” announced Elizabeth. “Thanks for being so sweet about this. Who knows, maybe I’ll make this a regular thing?”
“That would make me the happiest clerk in the world.”
Elizabeth walked back outside where her clothes were piled in a heap. She quickly dressed and resumed her run, her blood pumping harder than ever.
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