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Apologies for delay in getting more information about the strip by Emma on her friends hen night, but I've had to take things very slowly with both Emma and my wife.
Anyway, I brought up the hen night with my wife a few times with my wife (sober and drunk!) with very limited success. Most of what I found out concerned the bride to be who was stripped by the other girls. It seems when she sobered up she was far from happy about being stripped and even less happy about being photographed. She made it quite clear to all the girls that she expected all the photos to be deleted and if she so much as heard a whisper that anyone had nude photos of her they could expect a whole load of trouble!
Considering how upset she was at being stripped she was happy enough for the best man to mention it in his speech at the wedding reception, but that was probably because the biggest laugh was at the expense of Emma.
The best man basically thanked Emma for sparing the brides blushes on the hen night, but went on to add 'just giving her your skirt and blouse to wear would have been enough Emma, but to give her your bra and knickers and travel home naked yourself went well beyond the call of duty!'
Of course everyone turned and looked at Emma and laughed, and Emma turned a spectacular shade of red. What I didn't know at the time was that this public humiliation was going to help me.

A few nights after the wedding reception Emma turned up at our door very late in the evening, drunk and obviously upset. She had come to see my wife but she was away for a couple of nights visiting her parents. I explained this to her and she asked if she could have her spare key as she had locked herself out. I said I would go get it and invited her to come in and sit down while I looked for it. I helped her into the house and sat her down.
She told me she had gone to the pub with friends before going on to a club but all they had done all night was tease her about getting naked on the hen night, telling everyone they met about it, and trying to get her to do it again. I told her not to get so upset about it - in a few weeks most people would forget and stop teasing her. She then started sobbing and said 'but I did it again'. I asked her what she mean't and she told me when they left the pub to go to the club they had still been teasing her and in the pub car park she finally snapped. She said she took off her coat, kicked off her shoes, slipped out of her dress and pulled off her bra and panties, stood naked in the car park before calmly asking them if they were happy now!
She said they went very quiet so she just slipped on her shoes and put her coat back on and stormed off home. She said it was only when she got home that she remembered that she had left her bag with her keys in it in her friends car.
Joking, I said 'at least last time you got naked you remembered your bag'
'Yes, this time I just forgot my clothes'
Basically she was sat in my house naked except for her heels and coat. If my wife found out I was so dead. I asked her how far she had walked like that and she told me a couple of miles. I asked her hadn't she been worried and she replied quietly ' I loved it - I wanted people to see me - I wanted people to see me naked'

To be continued, but here are a few pictures of Emma in the meantime.