Guru wrote: ↑Fri Mar 25, 2022 8:04 am
Also the fear of getting naked as hostage can be a better idea for your next story.
I would really have to think about the hostage angle for a bit. I won’t write a rape story, so I’ll need to figure out a reason that the hostages would be forced to get naked.
I am not advocating for or against Guru's suggestion above but if you really are wondering how to incorporate his suggestion into a story plot, how about the obvious, real-life reason hostages have been forced to strip to their underwear or more commonly to get naked in the past - so they won't get away and that they will cooperate with minimal force. This isn't a fantasy scenario, bank robbers, thieves, kidnappers and other criminal elements of society have used this tactic to coerce hostages to acquiesce for over 100 years. You don't have to write a rape story to incorporate the element of nudity in crime. Even negotiators have been stripped to insure they weren't carrying a wire, a weapon or other contraband then never allowed to get dressed again as it puts the negotiator under duress and makes them less effective from the criminal's point of view. Some naked hostages have even made it prime time TV news as they were taken from the bank or building they were in as the criminals tried to make their getaway - albeit their faces and important bits had been blurred, just imagine how embarrassing and humiliating that would have been for the hostage.
Just food for thought for your NEXT story as a hostage situation certainly isn't needed in this most excellent story so far.
Dormouse wrote: ↑Tue Mar 29, 2022 12:10 pm
Wow! Didn't expect the mass nudity. Nor spending the night with Ada. Now makes me wonder what they got up to.
There will be at least 3 more chapters to this story. I’m on hiatus with Janet's Story for now while I work on some specific writing skills I’ll need to bring this story to a satisfactory ending.
Janet woke up in bed. She felt around for her stuffed bear, but couldn’t find it next to her. Opening her eyes, she realized that this wasn’t her bed. She looked around, taking the room in. She was in a hotel room. Where are my clothes? She wondered. She heard someone breathing next to her.
Janet froze. Who is in bed with me? And WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES! She panicked.
She tried to think about what had happened. She remembered out drinking with those girls from… everything came back as a flood. She remembered losing her clothes in San Francisco, flying across the country but naked, going through a job interview and going out to that crazy bar with the girls.
Janet peeked over the blanket to see a lump sitting next to her. The gentile movement of a body asleep. She slowly and silently lifted the blanket to see who had climbed into bed with her.
She saw the back of another nude person with long dark hair and an olive complexion. Whoever was next to her was thin. It couldn’t be a guy could it? No, it was a naked woman. That idea freaked her out almost as much as if it had been a guy. What did I do last night?
Janet gently shook the person next to her. She heard a small grown of someone not wanting to wake up yet. The voice sounded familiar. “Ada!” Janet yelped.
Ada startled awake. “What is it?” she asked.
“Why are you here?” Janet asked. “Where are we?”
“We’re at your hotel.” Ada said. “You drank a lot so I stayed over to make sure you are okay.”
“What happened to your clothes?” Janet asked suspiciously.
“You don’t remember?” Ada asked. “I took them off before we went to Sticky’s.”
Janet had a vague memory of that event. “But where are they?”
“I…” Ada hesitated. “I forgot them in the van.”
Janet clamped her hand to her mouth in surprise. “What are you going to do?” she chirped.
Ada studied her for a second, then nodded and said, “I don’t know.”
Janet felt pity for this woman. Sure, she had had to spend the last 24 hours or so naked and go through all she had gone through, but all with the built in excuse that she was practicing her religion. At least that made it somewhat acceptable to those around her. Ada was not a nudist and everyone knew it.
“What time is it?” Janet asked, all of a sudden. She had no idea what time her interview was to be, but at the very least she didn’t want to be late for it.
Ada reached over to pluck her cell phone off of the night stand. “It’s almost 7:00. We should probably get ready.”
“Do you want the first shower?” Janet asked politely.
“You go ahead, I still need to figure out what to do about my clothes.” Ada replied softly. She was clearly embarrassed by the situation, whether about being naked in front of Janet or just for the fact that she forgot to take her clothes when she got out of the van.
Janet went into the bathroom, muttering about not bringing her tooth brush or any of her toiletries. She didn’t really expect to stay the night, so even had she gotten her suitcase at the airport she would still have missed that.
She navigated the small bathroom. At least there were two small bars of soap and travel size bottles of conditioner, shampoo and body lotion. They even left her a disposable razor to use. She washed her face with the mild soap before getting into the shower.
Janet decided not to wash her hair, since it would have taken too long to dry. Instead, she used the same bar of soap she had used on her face to lather into a small wash cloth. She scrubbed her body as clean as she could manage and then rinsed off. Next, she used the razor to touch up under her arm pits and her pubic hair. She would rather have had the hair grow back and give her some covering, but since it was already shaved, it would just look weird at this point to let it start to grow in.
One advantage of being a nudist is that you don’t need to worry about what to wear. She toweled off before stepping out of the shower. She dropped her wet towel and wash cloth in a little cubby under the sink and walked out.
“Can you hand me a dry towel?” Ada asked, still wrapped up under the blanket. Janet went back into the bathroom and grabbed the other towel for her. “Here you go.” She said questioningly.
Ada pulled the towel under the blanket and wrapped it around herself. “I’m not like you.” She said. “I just don’t like walking around naked in front of anybody.”
Ada climbed out of the bed and headed quickly to the bathroom. “If you hear someone at the door, I just called the front desk for them to bring us a couple of tooth brushes and tooth paste.” Ada said through the bathroom door.
Janet heard the water noise from the shower start just as a knock came on the door. She took a second to look through the peephole. A dark skinned man who might be Hispanic was standing in front of the door. He was wearing a white shirt and a black vest. She could see he was wearing a name-tag, but couldn’t make out what it read.
Janet pulled the small chain into the latch and cracked the door open. She made an effort to only show her face and keep most of her body from being exposed. No need to start this any earlier than I have to! She though.
“Yes?” she asked.
Instead of speaking, he thrust his hand through the crack in the door. He was holding the tooth brushes and tooth paste.
“Thank you.” She said as she gently plucked them from his outstretched hand. Once he pulled his hand back, she closed the door.
Janet headed back to the bathroom to brush her teeth. The door wasn’t locked, but once she had opened it up, Ada yelled, “What are you doing?”
“Just brushing my teeth.” Janet answered, not even bothering to take the tooth brush out of her mouth as she spoke.
“Get out!” Ada insisted.
Janet ignored her and kept brushing. She had already started, it was too late to stop now anyway. She finished brushing after a couple of minutes, and then rinsed her mouth out before saying back, “I’m all done!” and walking out.
Despite her acting like she was waiting for Janet to finish before she got out of the shower, it was at least another 10 minutes before the water stopped running. After a few more minutes Janet heard the high pitched whine of the hair dryer which ran for another 10 or 15 minutes. Finally, the sink faucet started up, which Janet assumed was her brushing her teeth.
It was almost 8:00 AM when Ada emerged from the bathroom, just as naked as she had been the night before. Well, almost. This time she made every effort to keep her breasts and pubic area covered with her hands. That was made a bit easier when she reached the night stand and picked up her oversized purse, which she pressed to easily cover both of her breasts.
Janet picked up her own purse, make a quick check on the night stand and thankfully had plugged in her cellphone before falling asleep. She quickly scooped it up and slid it into her purse along with the charging cable before heading toward the door.
Part of her wanted to stay in the room all day, but she saw a sign on dresser next to the TV that mentioned a complimentary breakfast. She remembered eating a burger last night, but didn’t think she ate very much of it because she was starving this morning.
“Let’s go eat!” she announced.
“No time.” Ada said. “I need to go to the office before anybody else shows up to get my clothes out of the van.”
“Bu…” Janet started to protest.
“Look, if you come back to the office with me, I’ll pay for the cab.” Ada said. “If not, you’ll have to find your own way there.”
With a sigh, she agreed to ride back with Ada.
They went to the front desk and checked out. The hotel was already paid for, they just needed to collect the receipt and turn in their room keys. Ada called the cab and they headed outside to wait.
The cab must have just dropped someone off because she saw it pull out of the parking lot and then make a quick U turn and pulled right back in.
“Where you headed?” he asked.
Ada gave him the address and they headed out. The cabbie, whose name was Abdul, was a man of Middle Eastern decent, but with a southern drawl that sounded like he grew up in Alabama. The ride only lasted a few minutes, and Abdul talked the entire time. He seemed nervous for some reason, but also looked excited.
He kept giving them his direct phone number. He said, don’t worry about calling dispatch, I will give you a better deal! Janet was suspicious of him. She thought she would be polite, so she added his name and number to get phone address book. I can always delete it later. She thought. The he asked for her or Ada’s number and she figured that he must just like the idea of chauffeuring two naked women around Charlotte. She didn’t give it to him, but it did make her smile thinking about it.
When they got to the office, Ada had him pull around to the back lot where the van was. She pulled out her credit card to pay. She had to set her purse down as she sorted through her wallet to get the right card. That made Janet smile because she watched as Abdul stared at her suddenly exposed breasts.
Ada scowled, but didn’t say anything. “I need the receipt.” She told him. They had to wait for it to print out, but Ada didn’t move other than adjusting her purse to cover herself up again.
They got out of the car and Abdul stayed and watched them. He seemed to be acting like he was talking to dispatch, but Janet thought she saw him point the camera on his phone toward them as he “talked”.
Ada saw it too, and quickly rounded to the other side of the van to hide from him. She then pulled on the passenger door, but it didn’t open. “Damn it!” she said as she reached for another door. Next she headed to the back and even back to the other side where Abdul was still watching them, but all of the doors were locked. “Damn it, damn it damn it!” she repeated.
Abdul rolled down the window and said, “Do you need another ride?”
“No!” Ada scolded him. “We’re here.”
She then turned and walked away, not toward the building, but to another section of the parking lot.
“Where are we going?” Janet asked.
“I’m going to get my car and go home to get some clothes.” Ada told her.
“If your car is here, then why are you so mad?” Janet asked cautiously.
“Because I just realized that I could have borrowed a towel from the hotel.” Ada fumed.
Janet laughed. Ada glared at her and it just made her laugh harder.
They walked to a small silver Toyota Corolla. Ada looked at Janet and said, “We’re here. I need to go home and get dressed.”
“Can I come with you?” Janet asked softly.
“No.” Ada said.
“Then what am I supposed to do?” Janet asked.
“Go inside and wait for Marianne. What time is your interview anyway?” Ada asked.
“I don’t know. She just told me to come back today.” Janet said.
“Didn’t she at least text you or email you with an appointment schedule? Marianne is usually pretty good about that.” Ada said.
“No, I uh… let me check.” Janet mumbled, half to herself.
She fumbled the phone out of her purse to check her messages. She had 3 messages from her mom and 1 long message from Marianne. Oh shit! I didn’t tell my parents I was staying over!
She scrolled down and opened the message from Marianne. It showed her having to meet with three more people. The first one was with the Sr. Director of Marketing, Ada Lin. “You’re interviewing me?” Janet asked.
Ada nodded.
“Why didn’t you say anything?” Janet asked.
“I thought you knew.” Ada said. “She sent that yesterday, right?”
“Yea, I shouldn’t have drank last night.” Janet said sadly.
“It’s fine. Look, I’m going to go now. We can talk later this afternoon when I interview you officially.” Ada said.
“Okay, thanks for the ride, by the way.” Janet said before Ada pulled the door shut. As she watched Ada pull away she had a dreadful realization. Wait, my first interview is this AFTERNOON?
She continued reading the message as she walked.
The message read:
1:30 – Ada Lin, Director of Marketing
2:00 – Gary Paul, Facilities Director
2:30 – Kim Bachman, Director of Interns
Sorry these are so late. I have an appointment in the morning and won’t be in until after lunch. Ask for a late checkout and I’ll send the driver to come get you around 1:00.
- Marianne
I wonder if that is the same Kim I went drinking with last night. She wondered. Once she got to the front door she paused. What am I supposed to do until 1:00? She didn’t want to go in, but had nowhere else to go either. She decided that, at the very least she had seen some seats in the lobby. She could wait there until Marianne showed up.
She walked into the building. The lobby took up the entire width of the building, maybe 75 feet wide. The security desk was about 20 feet in from the front door. To either side were several decorative pillars, some floral arrangements and a number of groups of cushioned chairs that were arranged in either a circle or a square with a coffee table in the center of each group.
The same security guard as yesterday was seated at the security desk. She walked up to him to try and explain why she was planning on sitting in the lobby for the next 5 hours. “I have an interview this afternoon. Sorry, I am way early but don’t really have anywhere else to go until it starts. Can I just sit quietly over there until Marianne gets in?” she asked.
She pointed to one of the groups that was not near the exterior window and not in clear view from the security desk. She figured if she was going to sit here for the next 5 hours, she doesn’t want this guy staring at her the whole time.
The guy eyed her for a few seconds, and then he shrugged his shoulders and gestured her to take a seat.
As much as Janet wanted to hide, she chose a seat that had a clear view of the door instead. She thought maybe if one of the girls from last night came in early, she could go hang out in someone’s office instead of the lobby. Plus, there was a cafeteria inside and she really was hungry.
Every few minutes the doors would open up, letting someone in who was on their way to work. Most of the guys took the time to come up to Janet and say hi. Nobody asked about her nudity today, so at least they were warned from yesterday. What surprised her mostly was that, not just the guys were coming to check her out. A number of women who she didn’t remember seeing yesterday came up to her and introduced themselves. They were rude or off put by her today. For once, she kind of felt accepted by the people who work here.
After about 20 minutes, Ada had returned fully clothed. She was walking toward the security guard but stopped short when she noticed the crowd of people surrounding Janet. She walked over and none too politely asked for people to let her in. When she was standing directly in front of Janet’s chair, staring down at her, the others had grown quiet. It was as if the only people in the room were Ada and Janet, everyone else might have been a statue.
“Would you like to come inside?” Ada asked softly, holding out her hand.
Janet smiled as she nodded. She then grasped Ada’s hand and the two of them walked together to the security desk.
“Please get Ms. WU a temporary badge.” She instructed the security guard.
Janet still needed to show her ID and sign in to receive the badge. But the process was much smoother, since she had already filled out all of the forms. The guy handed her the lanyard she had worn yesterday with the badge still attached to it.
Janet followed Ada into the building. Ada said quietly, “I feel guilty about making you skip breakfast. Can I buy you a bagel at least?”
“Yes please!” Janet said, cheerfully. The two of them walked for a few minutes, passing through several doorways and rounding several turns until they finally reached the cafeteria. There was a counter with a man serving up breakfast sandwiches. “What kind do you like?” Ada asked.
“Blueberry with blueberry cream cheese!” Janet said gratefully.
“Coffee?” Ada asked.
“Decaf or herbal tea, if that is okay.” Janet replied.
Ada ordered two of each and they went and found an empty table to sit at while they waited.
Ada was wearing a white blouse with a red scarf and a short black skirt. She carried her oversized purse that looked fuller than it was this morning when left the hotel.
“I brought you something to wear today.” Ada said calmly.
Janet’s hopes shot up until she realized that it would be impossible for her to explain wearing clothes to Marianne. Besides, anything that Ada owned would be at least 2 sized too small for Janet’s fuller frame.
“Ada, I…” Janet trailed off as Ada pulled out a black pair of heels. “Shoes?” Janet asked.
“Yes, shoes. The ground is filthy, but more importantly, this is a factory. You need to make sure you don’t accidentally step on something and hurt your feet.” Ada said. She didn’t sound angry at all, more like a big sister lecturing her younger sibling.
“Thank you.” Janet said. “I’ll be sure to give them back after I am done today.”
“You can hold onto them until you have a chance to get your own.” Ada told her.
Get my own? I have lots of shoes, just not here! Janet thought ruefully. Instead she said, “Thanks, but I am most likely flying back home tonight.”
“Really? Marianne told me she expected you to start working here by next week. Are you really planning on flying back and forth so quickly?” Ada said, thoughtfully.
“I’m not even done interviewing.” Janet said.
“You pretty much are.” Ada said. “I’ve seen your schedule, of the last three interviews, two have no real say and are just meeting as a formality.”
“And the third?” Janet asked, suspiciously.
“Well, let’s say that I already decided so my interview with you is just a formality too.” Ada said coolly.
Their food was done, so Janet went up and collected for both of them. Ada had actually ordered the exact same as Janet, so there was no need to sort it out.
They ate while Ada talked a bit about the other people who had interviewed for this position. She rejected all of them for various reasons, and had asked for them to stop scheduling her on the first round because she had better things to do with her time than screen out bad candidates.
“So why do you think I’m better than those other people?” Janet asked. She had zero experience and the added baggage of interviewing naked.
“To be honest, the reason I went out with you all last night was because after that fiasco with Jeff, I thought it would be impossible to not hire you.”
“What do you mean?” Janet asked.
“Jeff insulted you for being a nudist before you had your first interview.” Ada clarified. “If we didn’t at least make you an offer you would surely have a discrimination case against the company.”
Janet understood. She also guarded her tongue to keep from laughing at the idea. He case would have been a lot flimsier than they would ever know if the company got to depose anyone who knew her before yesterday.
She nodded her understanding, and then asked, “So what does that have to do with you going out with us?”
“I wanted to see what you did so I could use that as a reason to block you from being hired.” She said, matter of fact.
“You wanted to block me?” Janet asked, feeling a little hurt.
“I’m sorry to tell you this, but I didn’t like the idea of having a nudist working here. I especially didn’t like the idea of an Asian nudist here.” Ada told her.
“Why is that? I mean, what do you have against nudists?” Janet asked.
“I’m a pretty conservative person.” Ada said. “Well most of the time. Except for last night.”
“Yea, I get that from you.” Janet agreed.
“When I heard there was a nudist interviewing for the position, I thought you were either an attention whore or some kind of weirdo sex freak.” Ada continued.
“Sex weirdo? I’m not…” Janet started but Ada cut her off.
“I realize that now. When we were at the restaurant, the only person more embarrassed by the situation than me was you!” Ada told her. “I mean, you are just a normal person who happens to be a nudist.”
“I’m ah, thank you?” Janet said questioningly. Was it a compliment to call someone normal?
“It’s true. If I didn’t know better, I would have thought you would have preferred to have been dressed instead of going out naked like that.” Ada said. “Plus, when we went to Sticky’s, everyone kept making you drink all of the shots that were ordered for me. No matter how drunk you got, you never took up with any of the guys making passes at you and even managed to chase a few of the more handsy ones away from Kim and Alicia.”
“How much did I drink?” Janet asked.
“That’s why I stayed with you last night. I felt that it is partly my fault that you drank so much. Plus, I decided that you are going to be good for this company.” Ada finished. She added under her breath, “and for me.”
“Thank you for giving me a chance.” Janet said sincerely. “But I don’t exactly have a job offer yet.”
“I know, but just in case you do, go and hold onto those shoes until you don’t need them anymore.” Ada said with a small smile.
“Can I ask you something then?” Janet ask.
“It depends on what it is.” Ada said cautiously.
“When we got to Sticky’s, why did you…” Ada cut her off before she finished the question.
“Not here!” Ada cautioned, looking around to see if anyone overheard what they were discussing.
“Not here.” Janet agreed. Ada is a shy one.
They had finished their breakfast and Ada announced that she needed to get to work. Janet asked if she should go wait in the lobby for Marianne, but instead Janet took her to the company gym. “This is the only other place, aside from the lobby that you should be able to safely hang out until Marianne arrives.” Ada told her, and then scanned in her ID badge, pulled the door open and motioned Janet to go in.
“This is all of the equipment that we manufacture. The company set it up as a free gym for the employees and a training ground for our product demos and sales people. I just need to make sure it is okay to leave you here.”
The room she led Janet into was around 100’ by 50’ with an impressive array of workout equipment. She saw machines that looked familiar from her days when she was an alternate on the University Volleyball team. Everything seemed to be arranged in sections based on muscle groups. Machines for strengthening calves, were next to the Quad machine. There were several machines for each. Next were Abs and Core workouts. Those made up about half the machines in the room. The other half all were for strengthening and toning the upper body.
In all there looked to be around 80 machines packed into this room, all spaced a few feet apart. There was more space between machines that their normal usage would require. The walls were covered with floor to ceiling mirrors. Directly across from the entrance was a long desk. Standing behind it was a muscular looking middle aged man with mustache that grew down his chin and a receding hairline that might have been reddish brown at one point but was showing gray streaks all over. To the left of the desk was a hallway with a sign indicating restrooms and showers.
While Janet was taking in the layout of the room, Ada had already walked across the room and was speaking to the man behind the desk. Janet walked over to introduce herself. If I’m going to be spending the next 4 hours here, I might as well get to know the manager. She thought.
“No can do.” The man said in a rather gruff voice. “Any other time is fine, but we are running trainer classes this week and next.”
“How many trainers are here?” Ada asked.
“We have 20 trainers. They have the gym booked all morning starting at 8:30.” He told her.
“There should be plenty of room for her to work out on the other side of the room.” Ada told him impatiently.
The man’s eyes glanced at Janet, it was just for a second, but in that he was able to look her up and down taking in her full nudity. “No offence,” he said to Janet, “but you would be quite a distraction even standing on the other side of the room.”
“Maybe I could assist.” Janet offered.
“Assist?” Asked the man. He looked at her and this time made sure that he kept his eyes locked above her neck.
“You’re training people on how to use these machines, right? Proper form and all?” She asked.
“Well, yes.” He responded cautiously.
Ada was watching Janet carefully.
“I’m familiar with most of these machines. They aren’t much different from the machines we used at college.” Janet said.
“This isn’t a college fitness class, these are professional trainers who paid a lot of money to get certified on our machines. They can charge a premium to train at any gym that uses our equipment.” He said firmly.
“I was on the University’s Volley Ball Team. I was an alternate, but I was trained by one of the best fitness instructors in the state.” Janet said.
“That’s great, but you weren’t trained on OUR equipment.” He told her.
“Maybe not.” She admitted. “But aren’t they supposed to learn how to train people in proper form? Shouldn’t that include showing them how to correct bad form and how to tell the difference?” She pressed.
He studied her for a minute before nodding his head and saying, “Okay, the job pays $300 per day and you will need to wipe everything down afterward and clean the locker room when they are done in the shower.”
“Paid?” She asked. “I volunteered.”
“I understand, but for my insurance to cover you, I need to sign you on as a contractor. Also, the cleaning crew is off the next two weeks, so I will need to have you mop up the water when they are done in the showers. Otherwise it’ll get too musty in there.” He said.
“I have to be at my interview at 1:30.” Janet said.
Ada almost interrupted, but the man told her, “They only use the gym from 8:30 to 12:00. Showers are usually quick because they need time to eat before they have to be in the classroom at 1:30.”
Janet nodded. She wasn’t sure if she was nodding her understanding or her agreement, but he seemed to take it for the latter.
“My name is Chet, by the way. Can you work the rest of this week and next?” Chet asked.
“I think they want me to start my internship on Monday.” Janet said.
This time Ada interrupted. “Janet, this class is important. We are growing our brand by certifying these trainers who then advertise our products across all of the gyms they are affiliated with.”
Janet listened, but didn’t understand what that had to do with her internship.
“Is it the standard contractors form?” Ada asked Chet.
“Pretty much, I’ll shoot an email to HR for the specific wording regarding the job requirements.” Chet said to Ada.
“Okay, I’ll talk to Marianne about pushing her start day back a week.” Ada concluded.
“But.” Janet broke in.
Looking back at Janet, “As I said, these classes are important. Marianne will understand, so don’t worry about it. What’s important for you now is this. Do you agree to work as you said for the next 4 hours for $300?” Ada asked firmly.
“I… Yes.” Janet answered. It gives me something to do AND I get paid $300. Of course I’m taking this gig.
“Great, then under a verbal agreement between you and I with Chet as our witness, you are a contractor with Anderson Fitness for the next 4 hours.” Ada said. “When you come see me, I will have a document for you to sign to cover the rest of the classes.”
Janet realized that she just landed her first job. It wasn’t the job she applied for or expected when these classes are over, but it is her first. “Thank you!” She said to Ada, wrapping her in a tight hug.
Ada pressed her back. “You’re welcome. Actually, this one is all you and it is us who should be saying thank you.”
Janet blushed, but understood. She made her points, now it is time to show she was right.
“Good luck today.” Ada said before leaving her alone with Chet.
“Well.” Chet said. “Class will be starting soon, so I might as well show you what you will be doing.”
Janet followed him over to the section where they would be working on the abs and core. “Are you familiar with these machines?” He asked.
Peering around, they were standing in the middle of a group of 15 machines that would focus on the same area. She then walked by them one by one and indicated which ones she was trained on. In all she had used 4 of these specific machines, and 6 others she had used machines that were similar. The remaining 5 she had never seen before, but could guess what they were used for.
On the 4 that she had indicated having used before, he asked her to show him her form. On each of these, she performed the way she had been instructed and Chet seemed satisfied with her performance.
On the next 6, he demonstrated the form he was looking for, when he was done he asked her to repeat the form he had just done. Of those, only 1 time he had to correct her form and then she got it correct.
The last 5 machines he didn’t teach her anything. “Those you get to learn with the class.” He told her. “That way you can have the chance for my students to correct your form.”
While he was instructing her, a small crowd of men had begun forming an audience around them. They were all staring at her and joking around. Are these the students? Janet wondered.
Janet knew these exercises because she had done most of them when she was in college. Of course, when she did them then she wore clothes and it was all women in the group anyway. Today she was naked and surrounded by men. They were very fit looking men, and all of that made her feel a lot more self-conscious than she had felt just walking around naked in public.
One reason was her body had changed since college. She hasn’t had a good workout and was well aware of an extra layer of fat she had accumulated over the last year. People staring at her naked body was bad enough, but now she was trying to be a fitness model when she didn’t even look fit?
The other reason was the exercises themselves. Today focused on her core. So she could see the machines she was familiar with would have her doing things like raising her butt into the air over her head, a lot of front and back bends and one that had her legs out ahead of her where she was required to spread them as far as they could go and then bring them back together.
Each machine had a laminated instruction stuck to it with Velcro that showed several drawings of a silhouetted person in each position. That would help her when she went to use the machines she had never seen before. One she looked at showed a person hanging upside down by their knees in the first image. There were two handles connected to a weight stack. The second position showed an inverted crunch.
Another machine was like a triangle, with one side curved slightly. There was a handle at the top and a pad for her knees at the bottom on the curved side. The knee pads would sild up and down and there were controls for resistance. The diagram showed a person going from a relaxed position where the body was straight to a flexed position where the knees and elbows almost met. In that position, the butt was raised up into the air, almost to eye-level for someone standing behind her.
Chet directed her to use one of the machines that she was familiar with. This one was a multipurpose machine that had a cable connected to a handle. The pulley that the cable fed through to get to the weights was adjustable, and Chet has set it to about her eye level. The diagram showed her with one knee forward and the other on the ground. The motion was to hold your hands together outstretched in front of your face and then pull to the side.
Janet was becoming more aware of the men who had gathered around looking at her. There were around 20 of them of all different races, though the majority were still white. She really didn’t want to focus on them, but they were all laughing and joking around as class hadn’t actually started yet. None of them addressed her directly, but she was pretty sure some of the laughing was at her expense.
Chet addressed the class and they all quieted down. “Welcome back everyone. As you know, this is day one of your training here in the gym. Assisting us today will be Janet.” Chet made a motion for them to look over at her before continuing.
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“For the next 3 days, we will go through proper use and form for every machine in this facility.” Chet said. “Friday, you will practice with each other and verify that everyone has their forms down.”
“Will she be with us all week, then?” One of the guys asked in a distinctly British accent.
Chet looked questioningly at Janet before answering. “She hasn’t decided yet. If you want her to stick around then you better behave yourselves.”
For her part, it was all Janet could manage to keep her composure and smile. She didn’t know if she was supposed to smile, but it was the one thing she could do to keep her teeth from chattering. She was so nervous with all of these muscular guys staring at her.
“Let’s warm up.” Chet suggested. It wasn’t a group effort, everyone just stretched out on their own. At first that was the case anyway. Janet had a well-rehearsed routine she had picked up in college, so she just started following it. Her routine had her starting with her calves, then her knees, then her hips and all the way up her body systematically stretching everything. First she did all of the exercises she could do standing, and then she repeated or used different methods to stretch while sitting on the floor.
When she got to the floor exercise, she started stretching her inner thighs by doing butterflies. This exercise had her in a seated position with her knees bent in front of her. Taking her elbows between her knees, she forced them down to the floor. This was the most exposure she had had since this began, as it spread her legs about as far as they would go.
When she saw what she had done, she blushed, but forced herself to keep going. One of the guys mentioned that she was very flexible, which brought her attention to the fact that all of the students were not only watching her stretch, but they were now following along. She was the only one in the room who could get her knees to touch the floor.
She moved on to the next exercise and continued until she had finished her routine. Once done, she was still sitting on the floor with everyone in the room in a semicircle around her and facing her. Let’s see if they can do this? It wasn’t part of her routine, but she wanted to show off now. She started with a back roll into a perfect split. She held that for a count of 15 and then without using her hands she pulled her legs together, which left her in a standing position. Nobody attempted it, but she did get some applause.
She was still feeling a bit embarrassed by everyone in the class staring at her, and she realized too late that the applause might have been for her flashing her va-jay-jay at them again. She stifled another blush and turned to face Chet who was staring at her just as admiringly as the rest of the class. Now she didn’t know where to look.
It did help when Chet directed her to start on the first machine. It was the simple lateral pull down that he had pointed her to before he spoke. She was familiar enough with this machine that she didn’t have to think about the form too much. The machine was set to the lowest weight.
Janet knelt down on her right knee with her left ahead of her and her food flat on the ground. She focused her thoughts on the motion, gave it a couple of attempts and then adjusted the weight up by 15 pounds.
Chet instructed the class, “There are two positions on this machine. Position 1 is the set position.” Chet nodded toward Janet and she raised her hands up directly in front of her face. “Position two is the tension position.” Chet nodded again and Janet kept the handle in front of her face, but twisted her body to her right 90 degrees.
Janet held the position. Everyone was watching her. Chet instructed her to complete 5 reps slowly. As she did, he began pointing at the areas to watch for when the form was proper. At one point, he stopped her in mid motion and had her hold the position. She was suddenly aware of why the weight was set to the lowest level.
“See where the tension is?” He as touched her left abdomen just below her breast. Janet felt her face grow warm. This might have been the first time since she started this that anybody had actually touched her. Granted, he just brushed his fingers across the side of her abdomen, but she wasn’t expecting it.
For his part, Chet seemed aware of her blush and pulled back immediately. She played it off, asking if she could lower the weight back. He nodded and she resumed the position. This time, Chet didn’t touch her and instead had each student come take a close up look at her form.
He then had her do the same form but with her legs switched and her pulling to the left instead of the right. This wasn’t because the forms were different, but holding this position even at a low weight for several minutes would become painful.
Next, they moved to the machine that raised her butt into the air. Again, Chet had her stop at various parts of the exercise and instructed the class to take a close look at where she was tensing. This continued for the next 45 minutes with her completing the first 5 machines.
The first group were primarily focused on machines that she had previously used or were at least familiar with enough not to need special instruction for the motion and form. By the time they took their first break, she was sweating and breathing pretty heavily.
Chet gave her a bottle of electrolyte water and an energy bar. “You’ll need this.” He told her.
She thanked him and gratefully scarfed it down. When she finished her water, she asked if she could use the restroom.
“Oh right.” Chet said, looking uncomfortable. “You’ll need to use the men’s room since the women’s is currently out of order.”
Janet blinked. “Is that okay?”
“I’m sure it’ll be fine. Let me just check with the guys before you go in.” He said, gesturing for her to follow him to the back. “Otherwise, the nearest women’s restroom is on the other side of the building.”
Chet opened the restroom door and yelled in. “Does anybody mind if Janet uses the restroom in here?”
After about a minute of discussion, there was unanimous consent that she was welcome in there. Janet ran in and barely made it to the toilet before pee started flowing out of her. She didn’t even bother locking the door and it had opened up slightly by the time she finished. After wiping herself dry she walked back out.
Janet had never been in a men’s locker room before. She didn’t pay close attention on the way in, but she decided to look around before heading back. Across from the toilet stalls were several porcelain urinals. A couple of guys were there peeing, but they didn’t seem to mind her being there. As she wandered around, she saw that the locker room was broken into 4 sections.
The first section, furthest to the right from when she entered was where the toilets were at. The next section was a long room with several sinks on each side and the back wall. Above the sinks and all the way to the ceiling was a large mirror on each side.
The third section was another long room with three long backless benches down the center of the room and lockers lining the walls on the left and right that were about 1’ wide and stacked 4 high. She also saw a number of gym bags strewn about. She thought these must have been brought by the students. She also noticed a door labeled Sauna at the back of the room.
The forth section, furthest left from the entry way was the shower. She didn’t know if it should be called showers or shower, as it was another long narrow room that was completely tiled. There were several drains on the floor and 4 brushed nickel pipes that went from the floor to the ceiling. On each of the pipes were 4 shower heads. Everyone showers together in here? She thought incredulously.
Janet heard the guys talking behind her as they were headed out of the locker room and back into the gym area. She followed them, still thinking of a bunch of naked men standing around showering with each other.
She went back out. It was still a few minutes to 9:00, so everyone was just milling around. A few of the guys had approached her to say hi. They were Ed, a white guy in his early 20’s from Menlo Park, California. And Jake, a Korean guy from Atlanta who looked to be around 24 or 25. She looked around and realized that all of these guys were roughly the same age as her.
As with the first session, today was all about the abs and core. There were more exercises that had her hanging upside down. There was another that was an inverted plank, where she had to balance on her elbows and ankles and try to keep her body flat. That one had an alternate where she would fold over like a taco, with her butt nearly scrapping the floor and then pull herself flat again. Each exercise had her hold all of these positions like before.
On their request, Chet allowed the students to direct her position so they could observer her closer in case they missed something. She, of course took direction and was a living mannequin for them to adjust as they saw fit. Nobody seemed to be taking advantage of her at least. Maybe they took Chet’s comment to heart and didn’t want to discourage her from finishing out the contract.
The third session was like the first two, except she had never seen machines like these before and relied only on the diagram for how to use them. Chet used this as an opportunity for how to instruct another person to use the machine properly. The first one, Chet described the machine in detail, he talked about the muscle groups it should work out and how to identify a correct pose. He then asked Janet to demonstrate the machine.
When she climbed on, she thought she had followed with the diagram said perfectly, though the diagram was a 2 dimensional drawing and she live in 3D. When she had done what she thought was correct, the response from the class told her that she might have missed something. Her first clue was that everyone, Chet included was laughing at whatever shed had just done. Her second clue was that she had climbed onto this machine facing toward it, but when she finished the exercise, she had somehow managed to be facing the opposite way, with her knees bent up to her chest and she couldn’t quite figure out how to escape this death trap of a machine.
The guys helped lift her off of it and Chet asked, “Can anyone guess what she did wrong?”
Everyone raised their hand and Chet pointed to an African American to her left. “”I don’t think those two machines are supposed to work together.”
Two? Janet wondered, looking at what she had just tried. She now saw a second placard with separate instructions for this very similar looking machine. She didn’t know if her embarrassment for being displayed out naked like this was worse that her embarrassment for making a complete fool of herself in front of the class.
She didn’t like feeling foolish. “So how do we correct this?” asked another guy.
“To be fair, those machines DO look like they could somehow work together. Maybe don’t set them next to each other where someone might make that mistake.” He responded.
Chet nodded and they separated the machines. They were nearly identical, except one was and inverted version of the other. Seeing them separate, she realized one was for raising your legs to your chest and the other was for hanging upside down and doing vertical sit-ups.
She completed both of those exercises. In the next three, she managed to follow the instructions that were printed without too much issue. They did have to correct her form on all three, as she was getting tired and was starting to compensate causing her to use her right side more unevenly than her left. This time, Chet asked her permission before touching her, and she allowed him to guide her through the remaining positions and helped her hold in place.
When he touched her, she still felt a chill run through her body. Before he just brushed her abdomen, but now he was actually holding her tightly with his firm hands. She had no attraction to the older man, but his touch was one of the most erotic experiences of her life. She didn’t give anybody else permission to touch her. She was actually afraid of how she would react if one of these hot guys actually put his hand anywhere on her.
Class was done at 12:00 sharp. She wasn’t the only one working up a sweat. The guys headed into the locker room to take a shower before lunch. She realized that once she had gone through the exercises, the guys not watching her form were using the machines to practice what on their own or in pairs. Chet had been working with them, correcting their forms and doing his own demo for them. Everyone, including Chet was a sweaty mess.
Janet had more work to do once the guys headed into the locker room. She found a bottle of antibacterial wipes and began wiping down all of the equipment that she had used that day. She then wiped the sweat off of the floor and straightened up all of the surrounding area.
Chet was watching her clean. When she was done he told her, “You did pretty good today.”
“Thanks.” Janet said softly, feeling a bit embarrassed that she lost control of her body when they were touching her like that. “No, thank you. Those guys picked up more on their first day in the gym than any class before them. I think you were right about showing both good and bad forms to compare with.” Chet continued.
“Is there a shower I could use?” Janet asked. “I know I still need to clean up after, and I would like to get a bite to eat before my interview.”
“Let me check.” Chet said slowly. He then walked into the men’s locker room. Janet heard him yell out, “Does anybody mind if Janet showers with you guys?”
Janet’s jaw dropped when she heard that. Shower with guys? How would that work?
A moment later Chet appeared at the doorway and waved her in. “Come on back.” He told her.
Janet picked up her purse. She had set it behind Chet’s desk, but didn’t feel comfortable leaving it unattended and now everyone was in the locker room.
To her surprise, all 20 men were now standing in the locker area all just as naked as she was. She had never seen a naked man before, and these guys were prime specimens. Every one of them was a muscle machine like from some action movie. She realized that she was thinking of all of those dick pics on her phone, because she found herself staring down each man trying to take in what they had.
The guys were not shy about it either. “The water’s warm, come on back.” One of them shouted. She followed them back. She wasn’t exactly embarrassed. In some ways, this was easier than what she had been doing since the airport in San Francisco. At least now she was on an even playing field. Everyone is naked. She would have preferred to have more women for her to blend in with, but at least nobody got to hide.
Janet went to the middle of a group of guys who were talking and laughing with each other while they lathered up and washed the sweat away. She realized that she didn’t have any soap. Several guys responded to her request, but only one of them had a body wash that wasn’t scented specifically for a man.
She lathered up her breasts, arms legs and rear. The guy who loaned her his soap offered to scrub her back. After having been felt up by all 20 of them just a short while ago, she wasn’t shy about letting him soap up her back side.
She was a bit hesitant when he suggested she do the same. Then he reminded her of some saying about “You wash my back and I’ll wash yours”. So she complied. Before she knew it, there was a line of men wanting her to rub soap on the back. Some suggested she could rub other placed, but fortunately the group ruled that guy out of bounds and shut him down.
Janet was feeling playful with these guys all of a sudden. Snapping towels, telling jokes and whatnot. It reminded her oddly of her better times growing up with her little brother. She didn’t like thinking about him when she was standing here naked in front of all of these guys, but there it was.
When they all finished, she went and got a mop and squeegee to clean and dry the shower. She then wiped down the sinks and toilets. She finished before 1:00 and Chet offered to buy her lunch. She gratefully accepted and he escorted her to the cafeteria. There he treated her to a BLT Sandwich, fries and a Coke. She gave him a hug and thanked him again for the job. He headed off to class while she gobbled down her lunch.
Janet was now back to wearing the pair of shoes that Ada had loaned her. She had to ask directions 3 times before someone finally just walked her to Ada’s office. Janet knocked on the door and get a mild “Come” command to enter.
“So how was your first day?” Ada asked.
“I’m pretty tired.” Janet said.
“You don’t look like you even worked up a sweat.” Ada jibed.
“Oh, I did. I just washed it all off in the shower.” Janet said.
“I thought the showers were out of order.” Ada said questioningly.
“The women’s are. I used the men’s.” Janet said.
“Oh? How was that?” Ada asked.
“The guys said it would be okay, so we all just showered together after.” Janet confided, suddenly feeling a blush come on.
Ada gave her a strange look, but didn’t press the conversation further. “Well, since I’ve already interviewed you in my own way, let’s just take this time to answer any of your questions.”
Janet thought about it for a minute and then finally asked, “What is your role regarding Chet?”
Ada nodded before answering with a question of her own, “You’re wondering about why I was so persistent to get you to work with him?”
“Pretty much.”
“I’m the Director of Marketing.” Ada said. Janet knew that piece already. “Those trainers you worked with today are unpaid marketing reps for the company.”
“Unpaid what?” Janet asked.
“Think about it. We certify them to teach classes on our equipment. If they do well, they do get paid by their own customers. Those customers then get trained on how to use our equipment. When they buy equipment for their home gym or pay to go to another gym, they now have a preferred manufacturer. This is one step better than word of mouth advertising, the customer has a financial stake in doing future business with us.”
“Wow that is clever.” Janet exclaimed.
“Thank you.” Ada said with a grin. “By the way, I got a note from Chet. He wants me to intervene to keep you doing classes for him.”
“I… I think I’d like to try the job I applied for before I make any career decisions.” Janet said diplomatically.
“Smart.” Ada said. “We don’t have enough work for you to do that full time yet anyway, even if you train the sales people as well it would at best be a 3 month per year position.”
“What else do you do here?” Janet asked.
“Hmmm. Well, I am in charge of all of our marketing campaigns. I schedule trade shows, meet with our customers and distributors and am at least partially responsible for training our sales reps.” Ada said in a satisfied tone.
“Oh, before I forget.” Ada said all of a sudden. She then pulled out a small stack of paper that read, employment contract. It was dated for today and had Janet’s name on it as well as Assistant Trainer as the title. Janet quickly read through the document, it included a list of her job functions, exercise model, also it listed cleaning and organizing the gym after use. Other forms for tax purposes, a liability document, an insurance form and a tax document.
“I’m not sure if I can commit to all of this.” Janet said.
“Don’t worry, I already spoke with Marianne. It won’t be a problem to push back your start date for a week.” Ada assured her.
“It’s not that.” Janet said. “I haven’t been offered the other job yet and I don’t even know if I will be able to take it anyway.”
“Oh? Why is that?” Ada asked.
Janet thought of telling her that she’s not really a nudist and thinks maybe she has gotten in over her head with this whole thing. Instead she just said, “Charlotte is a long way from my family. I’ve never lived this far from home before, especially since I became a nudist.”
Ada nodded her understanding. “Just remember, this is only for 2 weeks. After that you can go back if you decide you don’t want to stay with Anderson.”
“True,” Janet said thoughtfully. “But I don’t think that Marianne will continue to pay for my hotel if I am not coming onboard with the company.”
“Look, I am authorized up offer you up to $500 per day if you agree to stay on until the end of next week.” Ada told her.
“I need to think about it.” Janet said. She was going to the airport tonight, getting her suitcase and putting this nightmare behind her.
Ada stared at her thoughtfully for a minute, tapping her finger over her closed mouth. “If you can’t find a place to stay, then you can stay at my place for the two weeks we need you.” She said finally.
“Really?” Janet said, hopefully. This wasn’t even about the job. She had found Ada to be a closed up person, but otherwise really liked her. She would have taken the job just for the chance to spend a little more time getting to know Ada.
Janet barely had time to finish filling all of those out before her time with Ada was gone and she was led to the next interview.
The next interview, it turned out, wasn’t very traditional. Gary Paul introduced himself as the facilities director, but really didn’t put much emphasis on his title. He more or less just said flatly that he was in charge of the facility.
Janet had a hard time paying attention to what he said, in part because he was eating a sandwich and spoke with food in his mouth. Also was the fact that the interview was taking place while he walked her around the building. When he finally finished swallowing the last bite, she asked him to repeat what he had just said. No need to rehash the entire conversation.
“I don’t get much say in who gets hired outside of my department.” He repeated. “I just want to familiarize you with the facility and some of our safety rules before you come onboard.”
She nodded her understanding, finally.
He led her around each of the offices. The offices were large bays like she had been to on the first day. There were several of them, all looked very similar. A large room with rows of white tables, two deep. They were offset a bit so the people working on one side could see easily make eye contact with two people on the other side without their computer monitor getting in the way.
Each time they entered a bay, everyone working in that room noticed them come in and all seemed eager to meet the new girl. Gary seemed to know everyone by first name, and introduced her to each person as they walked through. She got a lot of smiles and warm welcomes surprisingly from the women just as much as the men.
Gary pointed out where all of the supply closets were in each area and told her that for safety reasons she needed to wear shoes, even in the office areas but especially in the factory. She then followed him down a dimly lit hallway. “This is a fire route, but it is also a shortcut to the factory area if you have a key.” He told her. “If you don’t have the key, then the only exist is through that door out to the parking lot.” He pointed at a sign that read Emergency Exit, ALARM WILL SOUND.
“Will I get a key?” She asked.
He smiled and said “No, this is just for today and so you know where the fire exit is.”
Janet followed him and sure enough, he pulled out a key ring with a dozen or so keys on it that all looked identical. He fumbled with it for just a second before selecting one that he used to open a door into the factory area.
“When you work out here.” He told her. “You will need to wear a lab coat. Some of the chemicals we use are irritants and could even cause chemical burns if you get splashed by one.”
“Where do I get a lab coat?” She asked.
“We’ll get you once when you start working out in this area. It is safe most of the time, so you won’t need it today. If you see an area marked off with yellow cones, just walk around it.”
She continued following him around the factory and he pointed out what each section was for, where in the process of manufacturing they were on each piece of equipment. She could see partially completed exercise machines. At each station, there were bins of parts, a large red tool box and some type of work bench where things were being assembled. She also saw some people welding in one area and everywhere was quite noisy.
She tried paying attention to what the people were working on in each section, but Gary was walking at a brisk pace and it was all she could do to keep up with him. She still wasn’t used to walking in heels and felt awkward trying to do so at such a fast pace. Gary ended up leading her to an area clearly marked with bright yellow tape that read HAZMAT – AUTHORIZED PERSONS ONLY
There, he explained to her that this was one area she would have responsible for managing when she was in her facilities portion of her rotation. Factory workers will drop things off here on their own, so each day she needs to process whatever was left here for waste disposal. He showed her the checklist of what forms needed to be filled out with what type of waste it was. There were also labels and containers for outbound shipping. When a container is full, it gets placed on a pallet. Once pallet is full, it gets tied up for shipping. When enough pallets are processed for shipping, it would be her job to work with the Shipping and Receiving department to have the pallets sent out for disposal.
She wanted to write all of this down, but didn’t have anything to write with, or on. Instead, she told him that she would probably not remember all of this. He assured her that she would be properly trained and there were work instructions for her to refer to if she forgot something.
She then followed him to the main supply closet. “We have a cleaning crew that works 5 days per week. But it will be your job to make sure the supply closets remain stocked. Just a daily checklist for inventory and make sure our supply orders get placed each week.”
The entire tour took about 20 minutes and when they made it back to his office, he asked if she had any questions for him. She wanted to be polite so asked him how long he had been with the company, 18 years, how many employees he had reporting to him, 8 plus the cleaning crew and security team, who were all contractors. She really didn’t care about facilities, but noticed something on his desk and asked about it.
Someone had started a petition to allow nudists to access the men’s locker room and restrooms if they wanted. Why would someone want to use the men’s facilities? Well, she had taken a shower with the men today, but that was hardly common knowledge. And she only did it because the women’s was out of order.
“I hadn’t seen this.” Gary told her. “Someone must have set it on my desk when we were out on our tour.”
“They’re not going to make this a rule are they?” Janet asked.
“No idea, I would think that every man in the company would have to consent. Even then, HR would probably Veto it anyway.” He said. “I wouldn’t worry. Besides, it’s not like they are making you use the other restroom, just giving you the option. I don’t see any harm in it.” He said, already signing his own name.
“Can I see it?” she asked.
She read the petition, it said what she already understood. No idea who started it. It was a list of 100’s of names, all men and it was several pages long. Only about 30% of the list had been filled out so far, but it gave a yes or no vote and so far all who had signed it voted yes.
“Maybe this will be good if it goes through.” Janet mused. “Sometimes there is a long line for the lady’s room.”
Gary laughed. With that her interview had ended. She was directed to Kim Bachman’s office. It was familiarly in the Human Resources area near where she had met with Marianne. Janet knocked on the door and a friendly “Come in” answered her. She was happy to see it was the Kim from last night who she was interviewing with.
“Sit. Sit.” Kim instructed her. Janet complied, but not before offering a warm hug.
“How you feeling?” Kim asked.
“Wrecked.” Janet admitted.
“Did you really drink that much?” Kim asked.
“Every time one of you ordered another round, I got mine and Ada’s.” Janet complained. “But that is not why I’m wrecked.”
“What is it?” Kim asked.
“Oh, I was the training assistant this morning. I got a 4 hour intense workout. Drinking last night did NOT help with that.” Janet said and Kim’s infectious laugh causing them both to suppress the giggles. She hadn’t had fun like this for a while, so she was really happy that it was Kim she got to interview with before heading back to San Francisco.
“So, do you have any questions for me?” Janet asked.
“Not really. I’m just supposed to explain to you how the intern program works. All entry level new hires come in through the internship. New hires with work experience go directly to their position, but we like to give the newbies a bit of seasoning first.” Kim explained.
“I understand.” Janet said. “What do I need to do?”
“So your first 4 to 6 months will be under my supervision.” Kim said. “That sounds more formal than it is. I assign you to a rotation in one part of the company for a set amount of time, sometimes more, sometimes less. Nothing too important, but you get trained on how each department functions. This is supposed to build relationships across all divisions, though sometimes it can be a bit stressful when people are working outside of their areas of interest.”
“I get that.” Janet said.
“So that is why we don’t set a fixed amount for each department. If the stress gets too much in one area, we need the flexibility to make an adjustment. Otherwise it defeats the purpose of building those relationships.” Kim continued.
Janet nodded excitedly. Am I actually thinking of taking this job?
“So I understand that you want us to push back your start date by another week.” Kim said.
“I think it was Chet who asked for that.” Janet corrected.
“Either way, it’s now biggie for me. I think Marianne already approved it anyway.” Kim continued. “So do you have any questions about the internship?”
Janet hadn’t thought about it because until 5 minutes ago she was still planning on heading to the airport after her contract with Ada finished. She wanted to ask something, at least don’t let them think I’m too stupid to ask any questions. “What are the benefits?” Janet asked. “When I’m an intern, will I be enrolled in the medical and dental plans?”
“That is more of an HR thing, but I believe that there is a 60 day wait for benefits whether you are an intern or direct hire. That said, once the 60 days are over you will be enrolled with the rest of us.” Kim said with a smile. She always like to smile, Janet noticed.
She wanted to ask more about things like vacation time and sick days, but would wait until she talked to Marianne. Instead she asked, “What are the hours like?”
“Interns are hourly employees. You will have to negotiate your rate with Marianne, but any overtime will be paid at time and a half.” Kim said. “Once your internship ends, I don’t know if you will stay hourly or be brought on as salary, but your pay will change to a normal rate for your position then.”
That was news, she would have to work for low wages for the first 4 months. Well, if she could keep the $500/day she was getting now, she would be quite happy with that rate.
“Do you know where I will start my first rotation?” She asked.
Kim shook her head slightly before typing something on her keyboard. “The schedule isn’t up yet, but from what I see it will either be in Facilities with Gary or in the mail room. Those are the best places to start interns, since you will be forced to learn the layout of the factory from the beginning. Then you’ll never get lost after that.” Kim told her
That was all she could think of about the internship. Kim then changed the topic. “Your name was a hot topic today.”
“My name? What do you mean?” Janet asked.
“You assisted Chet in his class.” She said. “It was all anybody wanted to talk about the nude model demoing our equipment.”
“What? How would anybody know about that?” Janet asked.
“Half the company walked by the gym on their way to the cafeteria. People saw you working it and rumors spread from there. You didn’t see all of the people peeping through the glass door?” Kim asked, amused.
“I didn’t even notice there was a glass door.” She admitted.
“Most didn’t realize you were still here and had assumed a different nudist came to the company so they decided to take a look.” Kim said. “Look, they even sent pictures through the internal web server share directory.”
Kim flipped the monitor around to reveal dozens of thumbnail images of her from her morning stretch to her getting caught in the two machines. Everything was there. Some of these guys have zoom lenses on their cameras too! “Take those down!” Janet exclaimed.
“I can’t.” Kim said. “Why would you want to?”
“That is so embarrassing!” Janet exclaimed.
Kim laughed out loud. “You walk around this place naked all day and still act like you don’t want people to notice you.”
Janet could feel herself turning red. Everyone in the company can now stare at her to their heart’s content. Why would people post them like that?
Janet didn’t know what she could do at this point. Even if she managed to get someone to take them down, probably everybody who wanted copies already had them.
“Why are they posted there at all?” Janet asked, finally getting her voice to stop squeaking.
“This is out photo share. Usually pictures from company events or new product launches go on here as a way to build relationships or get people excited about the company.” Kim answered.
“And?” Janet asked, not making a connection between that statement and dozens of pictures of her in every position and from almost every angle.
“And? Your interview here has been quite an event for this company.” Kim said. “It’s not every day we get a nudist, and a really cute one at that, walking around the company. In fact, you are the first.”
Janet felt herself shaking. She wasn’t a nudist and this whole thing is a mistake. But worse was the fact that she was starting to like some of the people here and was feeling guilty about lying to them this whole time.
“What’s wrong?” Kim asked, finally aware that Janet was visibly shaken from these pictures.
“I think I made a mistake coming here.” She said softly.
“Why? Everyone loves you here. I haven’t met one person you’ve interacted with who said a single thing bad about you. Even Ada, and she hates everybody, I thought.” Kim said.
“I’ve never done this before.” Janet confessed.
“Done what?” Said Kim.
“The whole interview naked thing. This is my first time with all of this and I’m really scared. I don’t even know what to do.” She said honestly.
Kim’s smile grew warm as she stood up and walked around to Janet’s side of the table. She bent down and wrapped her arms around her and whispered, “Don’t worry. You’re safe here.”
They embraced for at least 30 seconds before Kim reluctantly let go. “Nobody’s going to hurt you here. I know you’re a long way from home, but we’re going to do whatever we can to make you feel welcome here.”
Kim handed Janet a tissue before she realizes she had been crying. Janet accepted it, wiped tears away from her eyes and blew her nose before trying to hand it back. Kim pointed at the trash next to her desk and Janet dropped it in.
Janet stood and gave Kim another hug. “Thank you, Kim. I really needed that.”
Kim brushed back Janet’s hair and told her not to worry. “You’re going to do great here!”
“Where do I go now? You’re my last interview.” Janet said.
computerphoto wrote: ↑Mon Apr 11, 2022 6:36 pm
I guess Janet is stuck being a nudist unless she comes out and confesses what really happened and explains she wasn't trying to lie.
Yes, this story has moved more into the Naked Predicament as opposed to the classic ENF. When I get better at writing better ENF narrative, I’ll add the necessary stakes to build the tension required for this story to become interesting again.
Hopefully you’ve enjoyed what is in this so far. I’m hopeful it will get better as my writing skills improve.
I tend to enjoy more where the character is not embarrassed by being naked, actually starts to enjoy it. It's the effect she has on other people that amuses me. Maybe why I enjoy Nude in Public websites - the models all seem to be enjoying themselves.
I did a story on the Naked Fiction Storyboard last year where a character is bet that she can't stay naked for the weekend but if she does, her friend has to strip off too, at a well-attended party. The friend was the viewpoint character.
Dormouse wrote: ↑Tue Apr 12, 2022 11:29 am
I tend to enjoy more where the character is not embarrassed by being naked, actually starts to enjoy it. It's the effect she has on other people that amuses me. Maybe why I enjoy Nude in Public websites - the models all seem to be enjoying themselves.
I did a story on the Naked Fiction Storyboard last year where a character is bet that she can't stay naked for the weekend but if she does, her friend has to strip off too, at a well-attended party. The friend was the viewpoint character.
Someone (anonymous) suggested I read a story called family dentist - link below. That story has gotten me excited about continuing this story as Janet makes the change from ‘forced to be naked’ to ‘happy to be naked’
The trick seems to be finding the balance between “hornyness” and nervousness. Though this particular story may need a reboot for that to work.
