Janice's Naked Journal

** All characters mentioned or named in this story are 18+ years old. **

Friday, April 4

Friday morning I had to face a dilemma. The very short skirt and sleeveless blouse I wore yesterday met with Sam's approval. But today, I had a teacher meeting during lunch. Even though a few teachers complimented my look yesterday, administration members would be present as well. I opted for one of my normal skirts, but still shorter than the one Sam didn't like. I hoped it would be okay, for this one day.

As the senior Calculus class started entering, Sam looked my way and motioned for me to stand. I did as always, stood and sorted homework. Looking her way, Sam was shaking her head with a frown. That look on her face was on my mind all through the lesson. When the homework section started at the end of the lesson, Sam came up to my desk.

She whispered, "What's with the longer skirt?"

I whispered, "Teacher and administration meeting at lunch. I hoped you would understand?"

She looked at me sternly, "So?" She walked off, back to her seat. She just stared at me until the bell rang. Then she followed the others out the door, still carrying my bra and panties.

I got through my classes, and attended the big meeting. But all I could think about was Sam in my Advanced Mathematics class this afternoon. She had to be plotting something for my not meeting her demands.

As the class started coming in, Sam was one of the first in the door. She headed straight to me. With a stern look, she whispered, "Give me your skirt. Now!" My eyes were pleading with her, but I was unhooking the skirt, and started unzipping it. I lifted my ass up off the chair a bit and slipped the skirt down to my feet. Reaching down, I got it out from my feet and handed it to her.

She took my skirt, as most all her classmates were now seated, and looking up front. Sam folded my skirt before walking to her seat with it in her hand. She placed it on her desk with my bra and panties on top. The whole class had to know she had my skirt. They had to know I was bottomless behind my desk. All I had was my blouse and my heels.

When the bell rang I started the lesson for today. I was trying to keep my mind off my nearly naked state. It wasn't working, but I did my best. My eyes were on my skirt on Sam's desk. When was she going to return it? Will she return it?

When I was done with the lesson, the students started on their homework. Sam was busy with hers too. But my skirt? Just as the bell rang, Sam gathered her books, with my skirt, bra and panties. She quickly dropped off a note on my desk. Then she turned and left, with my skirt.

I unfolded the note and started reading, 'I told you there would be a penalty. I hope you get through the next class without getting caught. I'm keeping the skirt. Do better Monday! Your update 1) Remember, no panties! When you show me your skirt each morning for approval, you will flash your pussy to me so I know you're not cheating. 2) Continue to only wear short skirts, very short skirts to the school. Or else there will be another penalty. 3) No bringing to, or keeping any extra clothing at the school. Or else there will be a penalty. 4) From now on, no wearing a bra at the school.'

I gulped at reading the note. After class, I have to go home like this, just wearing my top. And I wore a shorter top to make my skirt look longer. And now I have to flash Sam, showing my bare pussy every morning. My mind was still going in circles as the bell rang. My students were all seated, ready for the lesson of the day.

I quickly pulled myself together and started the lesson. I noticed all the students were looking at me, like they all knew I was naked from the waist down. The homework section at the end of class seemed to take forever. I was relieved when the bell rang and the students started leaving for the day. But now I faced my situation. I was bottomless in my classroom. I knew it would take awhile for the students to filter out of the school. You never know with teachers.

After waiting an hour, I faced a long walk to the east exit at the end of my hall. If teachers remained in classrooms the doors will be open. I know I can pass the closed ones without problem. The quicker I made my way down the hall, the less chance I'll be spotted. I'll have to deal with open doors if there are any. It's a good thing it's Friday, most teachers should have left by now.

Then I had a long sidewalk to the employee lot. There's nothing but lawn out there, nowhere to hide. Then get to my car out in the lot.

My first decision was to carry my heels. I'd make less noise running down the hall. I took them off, feeling even more naked with my bare feet on the cold floor. Then I leaned out the doorway. The coast was clear, and there was no noise. I stepped out into the hall and closed my door as quietly as possible. Then I ran for it, sprinting until I noticed a door open.

I stopped just short of the door, but couldn't see in the classroom. I was at the back end of the room and wold have to lean in the room to look. But, it sounded quiet in there. I don't know who's room that is. The teacher may not even be in there. I just had to do it, then I could sprint to the exit.

My heart was pounding as I tip toed as quietly and quickly as I could, then ran for the exit doors. I looked back and saw the empty hall. I went through the first set of glass doors, then stopped at the outer glass doors to briefly scope out the run ahead of me. It looked like I had it made. I opened the door and stepped out. The door locked as it shut since it's after hours. I made a mad dash down the walk and out to my car hearing the doors unlock as I approached with my key in hand. I hopped in and started breathing again.

I was glad I had leather seats. I was dripping wet from the excitement. I can't believe my body was so excited from the nearly naked journey. Did I actually enjoy it? I pulled myself together and started my car. I didn't have a long drive home to the apartment. But the drive did involve a lot of traffic lights, lots of traffic and multiple lanes. I kept to the right lane. Anyone to my left would just see my top, nothing unusual. That worked until I had to make my left turn into the apartment project. I think the driver of the big pickup to my right at the light figured out I was bottomless. It was obvious, and he smiled and waved at me.

Pulling in, I found parking close to my building entrance. Three large buildings overlooked the parking lot, and every unit had a balcony. All I could do was make a run for it. I wasted no time dashing for the doors. Once inside, whether I was spotted or not, I ran up the stairs to the third floor. The hallway was quiet, so I dashed to the door of the apartment. Quickly unlocking the door, I quickly entered, starting to breath again.

My roommate, Stacy, looked up from the sofa, back from an overseas business trip, "What the?"

I cut her off, "Long story. Did you know your online album had been hacked?"

She looked shocked, "What? No. I mean, how would I know? Are you serious?"

I poured a glass of wine and joined her on the sofa. I filled her in on my week and everything Sam has put me through. She listened quietly to my long story, then asked, "What are you going to do about it? What can you do about it?"

I sat back, "I haven't thought of a thing I can do about it. If she releases the pics and videos, I'm ruined for life, especially as a teacher. I have to do everything she asks of me, then things like this afternoon won't happen again. I don't know what else to do?

She gave me a huge hug, "I'm so sorry this happened to you. I sure didn't mean..."

I cut her off, "I know. It's totally not your fault. It was mine for my behavior at the bachelorette party. I'm paying the price for my stupidity."

She hugged me tighter, "This is way too much. Get dressed. Let's go out for drinks and dinner. Maybe we can get your mind off this for awhile." I nodded and got up, heading to my room. Stacy continued, "No bra or panties!"

I laughed and nodded, "Yeah, I'm getting used to it."

I showered off quickly and touched up my makeup. Then I put on the shortest skirt I bought, in plain black. I had a slightly sheer white sleeveless pullover top, and tried it on, My nipples and areola slightly showed if someone really looked. I was satisfied. After putting on black heels, I walked out. Stacy asked, "Is that what you're supposed to wear to the school?"

I smiled lifting up the short skirt, showing my bald pussy, "This is what she expects."

Stacy grinned, "You'll be attracting the men tonight. I mean, you look hot."

I drove us to a favorite bar and steakhouse just a few minutes away on the same boulevard. We were given a booth in the bar area. And Stacy was right, the men were fixated on my body in my new outfit. After taking our seat and ordering drinks, Stacy smiled, "You should undo a couple of those top buttons of your blouse."

I instinctively complied, then asked, "You too now? Gonna undress me?"

Stacy laughed, "It was kind of a joke. But you just did it. I kinda get what that Sam girl gets out of this."

I looked at her, "I figured it was revenge for something and plain meanness."

Stacy shook her head, "It's pure power. She has you where you have to comply with her orders. I've had the same power too without realizing it. Undo the next button on your blouse" After undoing the button, my blouse was loose and open from about the bottom of my boobs, she continued, "I have the same pics and videos. I just never thought of changing our roommate dynamic."

I looked at her, "But, now you're thinking about it, huh?"

Stacy had an evil grin, "Yeah, a little bit."

We had our dinner along with conversation about Sam's list I must comply with or face penalties. Stacy looked my way So, if you comply everyday, it won't be worse than what you're wearing now? That doesn't sound that bad. I have to put a list together for you myself."

As Stacy was paying the check, I repeated her thought, "You have to put a list together for me?"

She nodded, "And a command or two to get things started."

I drove us back to the apartment and soon we were home. After climbing the stairs to our floor and entering our apartment, Stacy announced, "Your first standing demand, under no circumstances are you to ever wear any clothing in the apartment, including the balcony. You can only enter and leave the apartment dressed"

I looked at her, "Ohh, okay, I'm totally comfortable with that." I quickly removed my short skirt and half buttoned blouse

Stacy smiled, "That's the only standing demand so far. Now, I command you to gather every pair of slacks, bra and pair of panties you own, and into a trash bag. That way you can't make a mistake at school."

I smiled, "You're coaching me to succeed with Sam, huh?"

Stacy nodded with a grin, "And I love looking at your hot naked body."

I grabbed a big trash bag from the kitchen and headed to my room. It didn't take long, and soon everything was in a trash bag and at the door ready to be carried out.

Stacy smiled, "That's enough for today. Tomorrow we'll go through your entire wardrobe. Anything that doesn't comply, we'll pack them in one or two of those vacuum sealing storage bags I use."

I nodded, "So, only clothes Sam would approve will remain?"

Stacy nodded, "So you can't make a mistake. We'll see how much is left. There maybe some pieces I'll decide to alter for you. We might have to go shopping Sunday after seeing what remains to wear. My treat."

After that, I gave Stacy my last note from Sam with her demands and we called it a night. It felt good to have Stacy on my side, helping me with my Sam situation. Even after the day I've had, I was able to quickly fall asleep.