Ned Hayes was sitting on the beach for the fifth day in a row. He wasn’t so much bored as he was frustrated. Here he was, 18 years old, alone on a beach during Spring Break.
His mother and her latest boyfriend were off doing whatever it was they were doing. Sex or shopping was his best guess. So here he sat, watching a parade of ridiculously hot women stroll past. Sure, some were in their twenties or thirties, but he knew some of them had to be his age. But as much as he stared at all of them, not one gave him a second glance.
And why would they? At 5’ 6” with a body that lacked any real definition, he didn’t exactly stand out.
He thought about his brother Mark, all 6’ of him, in his last year of college, probably on another beach somewhere, with beautiful women just lining up to sleep with him. The fact that Mark was an asshole didn’t ever seem to be a factor in his ability to attract women.
Mark had been 5’ 6” his sophomore year of high school, but a couple of growth spurts had him at 5’11” by the time he graduated high school.
Ned had been 5’4” as a sophomore, 5’ 5” as a junior and now, 5’6” as a senior. At this rate he might hit 6’ when he graduated…from college.
And he thought about Becky, his stepsister and her two friends Rachel and Lauren. He could be on yet another beach with them and his Dad and stepmom Claire right now, but that had it’s own drawbacks. First of all, Becky and her pals treated him like he was three years younger than they were even though they were the same age. True or not, he was sure that this was because of his height.
His father, constantly chided him for not being tougher, more of a man, like his brother. And his stepmother enjoyed demeaning him, seeing him as a stand in for his mother, whom she did not get along with.
So no, that beach would be no better than this one. Oh well, he couldn’t deny he was getting a killer tan.
As Ned sat on that beach watching all the beautiful, practically naked ladies walk by, he had just one wish, that before the school year ended, at least one girl would see him naked and be happy with what she saw.
Ned’s wish would soon be granted, a hundred times over.
“Moon McNally,” oh how he used to hate that name.
Spring break for Moon certainly didn’t involve any beaches.
Just double shifts in the kitchen of his uncle’s restaurant along with his two kid sisters, who both waitressed there, like him, every spring break and summer to make as much money as they could to help out their mother with rent and expenses.
He was an assistant coach now, but he’d carried that name ever since his senior year of high school. For Moon, college had never been an option. Nobody in his family ever gave college a thought, because it was not affordable and not practical.
Yep, he came from a poor family that attended a school chocked full of well to do families.
That is why even now, it bothered him so much that he had been picked on way back then.
And his had not been a random selection. No, those kids knew there might be repercussions, but the calculation was made that if their victim was a poor kid, a scholarship kid, well that kid would have no power to do anything about it.
And they were right.
It was late in the school year on what was called, appropriately enough, “Senior Day.”
In May, the Seniors had a “Fun Day,” off campus, so “Senior Day” in late April was essentially a make up day for that day, held on a day when the other three grades were off.
The senior class was divided up into four groups for four different activities. For one group it was a dull as dirt discussion on the dangers of Social Media. This lecture was held in the auditorium.
For another it was a forum on sexual harassment, #me too, and gender rules and roles. This lecture was incorporated into PE and was held in the two gyms, first for the boys and then for the girls. For yet another group it was a forum on how to survive college and how to get and keep a job. This was held in individual classrooms, not as a group. Finally, there was a lunch/free period added to the rotation.
The senior class consisted of 528 students, so approximately 130 students per group.
When Moon, Bobby, it was still Bobby back then, was called to the Principals office he thought it was to get some satisfaction, to see those other kids punished.
The room was crowded. His mother was there, father long out of the picture. And then there were the four other Seniors and their parents.
Two of the dads were busy tapping on their phones and a third was actually having a conversation on his, holding up a finger to the group as if to say “just give me a minute.”
The principal explained to Bobby, that the four perpetrators were very, very sorry.
“They also would like to apologize to you right now, individually,” he said. He put special emphasis on the word individually, as if he was really laying down the law here.
The two girls went first and told Bobby how truly sorry they were. And to anyone listening, they sounded sincere, but Bobby could see a sparkle in their eyes that belied their apologies.
The first boy mumbled out a quick “sorry” that made the principal role his eyes and sigh.
The second boy stood up and strode over to Bobby and using the nickname that was already taking hold, smiled and said, “Sorry Moon. Sorry that we stripped off your gym shorts and tossed you out of the gym causing you to moon half the school. It brought joy to a lot of people though, so I hope you can get over it.”
The two girls giggled a bit at this as this last boy stuck out his hand for Bobby to shake.
Bobby just stared at him until the boys father asked, “okay, are we done here?”
And indeed they were. Those four students went on to the Ivy leagues and Bobby acquired a new nickname.
The boy who gave that last apology was Mark Hayes and the father who had raised his finger while on a call and asked if they were done, was, of course, Mark’s father.
Senior day, four years later.
While some of the teachers remained, the entire administration had turned over.
Moon had worked a few different jobs since graduating from High School, but this year he had landed himself a job right back here as an assistant coach/PE instructor.
Mark Hayes was about to graduate from Yale or Princeton or wherever.
His parents had divorced and his little brother Ned lived with his mother and was now himself a senior at the same High School.
It had been a good year for Moon, but whenever he saw Senior Day on a calendar, he experienced a little PTSD. Sure it had been four years, but Moon couldn’t let it go, the humiliation festered.
When he came across the name Ned Hayes on his class roster that first day of school, his mind immediately went to Senior Day and a chance for retribution
Moon’s twin sisters, though not identical twins, Shannon and Patty were also seniors this year. They were a close knit family and Moon enjoyed seeing them everyday. Shannon was the athlete, 5’9”, muscular and a star volleyball player. Patty, a bit shorter at 5’7” had a more buxom figure. Shannon was dirty blond, while Patty’s red hair was hard to miss.
When the “incident” had happened, they had teased Moon mercilessly for months, but eventually let it go. And now, they were all too eager to help him extract some revenge!
Senior year of high school had been all right for Ned Hayes. He hated that so many girls were taller than he was. Annie Carter had asked him to go to a party this coming weekend and he had turned her down for no other reason than she was a couple inches taller than he was.
That might have been why he had such a crush on Jenny Adams. She was cute and an inch shorter than he was. But she was also cute enough to be popular and attract the attention of lots of boys, boys who were way cooler than he was.
He’d worried about his step sister Becky when the school year began. She was also a senior this year and he was constantly on guard for the teasing that came his way from her and her friends. The teasing had been relentless when her mom and his dad first got married. He had to stay at their house whenever his mom went out of town, which was a lot, and inevitably Becky would host slumber parties on those nights, and “pick on Ned” was always one of the night’s main activities. An activity his step mother encouraged.
But at school, Becky, Rachel and Lauren mostly just ignored him.
So on this Senior Day, he was feeling pretty good as he stood in line to file into the boy’s gym, especially since he had just spied Jenny in line to enter the girl’s gym. He waved at her and got a smile and a wave back! He hadn’t even noticed Annie, a few girls back, glowering at him.
He was distracted by yelling to his right and turned to see one of the other groups filing into the Auditorium for their assembly. He saw Becky and her cohort, but as usual, they just ignored him.
.
Finally the gym doors opened and everybody piled in. The plan was to “suit up” and then head for the bleachers. The boys would get the talk first and then do calisthenics, while the girls would do gymnastics first and then get the lecture.
So there were all the boys in their white t-shirts and blue shorts making their way to the bleachers. Soon the lecture was underway.
Coach had warned them that he would not tolerate any foolishness and that he and his assistant, Mr. McNally would be watching. Needless to say, high school boys do not make for the most receptive audience in any circumstance, let alone one that involves a lecture on sex.
There had already been a few warnings when all of the sudden the boy in front of Ned grabbed the back of his head and let out a scream and turned angrily to Ned and yelled, “cut it out!”
Ned was confused.
The lecture stopped and a furious Coach demanded to know what was going on.
The boy insisted that Ned had whacked him on the back of his head.
Ned and two of his friends denied this, but another boy insisted that he had seen Ned do it.
Moon told the coach that he had seen it as well and that Ned was lying.
“Okay then, you,” he said, pointing at Ned, “Principal’s office now!”
Moon was excited, his plan was working well so far. This is more or less what had happened to him three years ago. He had been set up in the same way he had just set up Ned and was sent to the principal’s office.
When the coach’s star basketball player, Mark Hayes, escorted him out of the Gym, Mark’s buddy and their girlfriends were waiting and pantsed Moon in front of all the students in the quad and then dragged him over to the girls gym and threw him inside and held the door shut.
Moon shook his head tamping down the memory. Ned was pleading his case when Moon spoke again. “Hey coach, instead of sending him to the Principal’s office, why not just send him over to the girl’s gym?”
Well this got a smile from the coach. This was one of his favorite punishments. His wife as it happened was the girl’s coach. She knew if a boy was sent over, her job was to heap as much embarrassment on him as possible.
“Mr. McNally, would you be so kind to escort this young man to Coach Amy at the girl’s gym.”
While many of the other boys hooted and laughed, Moon gripped Ned by the shoulder and guided him towards the door.
Once out of the gym, Ned started to plead his case with Moon. Moon wasn’t listening. He was more interested in the students out on the quad who were taking an interest in them, but really just in Ned.
“Ooh, somebody’s in trouble!”
“Hey sexy, nice legs!”
“Oh just you wait,” thought Moon.
While the two gyms shared an interior wall, the doors to each gym were as far from each other as they could be, giving Ned plenty of time to ratchet up his anxiety.
“Now let me give you a tip,” Moon said, “my sister Shannon assists Coach Amy in there, and she isn’t nearly as nice as I am, so behave yourself.”
Moon opened the door to the girls gym and ushered Ned inside.
Any hope Ned had of this being a low key affair, died when all activity ceased as they walked in. The girls stopped and looked curiously at Ned. Not aware of the coaches “punishment,” they couldn’t fathom why he was there.
Ned noticed that they were dressed similarly to him. Instead of white t-shirts, they wore white blouses and instead of blue shorts, they wore blue pleated skirts. It was actually a good look.
He wondered if they wore some kind of jock strap like he did.
“Special Delivery,” Moon called out.
“Well, well, what do we have here?”
Ned heard the voice, but couldn’t locate where it was coming from.
Then he saw a woman step away from a group of girls.
“What’s this one done?” Coach Amy asked. She was a very attractive woman, and not surprisingly very fit looking.
“He was very disrespectful to our speaker,” Moon answered.
“Okay, well leave him with us and we’ll teach him some manners.
You can start by taking off your shoes young man, I don’t need you tracking any dirt in here from the outside.”
Ned did as he was told and then just stood there. All the girls were just staring at him.
“I know” he thought, “I can’t figure out why I’m here either.”
Shannon eyed Ned. She was excited to play her part.
The coach had Ned line up with all the girls and do gymnastics. Often this was all it took to humiliate the boys sent over to her as they just couldn’t keep up and looked ridiculous in the process.
Ned actually held his own and yet anyone could see that he was still very uncomfortable.
That was okay with Coach Amy and Shannon, because they new the best was yet to come.
The rope climbing challenge.
Coach Amy knew that right now, today, many girls had more upper body strength than the boys.
Typically, this was true of younger boys, say freshmen and some sophomores, but Ned did not look like he worked out, so they felt fairly confident.
The gimmick was to challenge everyone to climb the rope using just their hands, no easy task.
Most fail, but it’s the degree of failure that matters.
Shannon had already identified three girls who could do this easily and the plan was to have them go first and then have poor Ned go and flail around helplessly.
Today, of course, Shannon had a twist in mind, a twist that would really kick off operation “Naked Ned.”
After Moon left Ned to his fate he walked towards the boy’s gym, but he didn’t go back in.
He kept walking, heading towards the Auditorium.
He looked at his watch and smiled. Four years ago this was right about when his humiliating experience was coming to an end. For Ned, he thought, it was just getting started.
“You come for me Hayes family, you get it back in spades.”
One girl shot right up the rope, tapped the ceiling and came right back down. Everyone oohed and aahed and a few even applauded.
The second girl did almost as well, but when she jumped down, she landed funny and cried out in pain. When she tried to walk, she winced and had to hop on her good leg.
“C’mon,” Coach Amy said, “we’d better take a look at that in my office. We might need to tape up your ankle.”
As they walked away, the girl turned and gave Shannon a wink.
The third girl tired just before the ceiling and came back down.
“Okay,” said Shannon as she clapped her hands, “Ned, you’re up. Show these young ladies how a man does it!”
Ned leapt up. He couldn’t remember the last time he had climbed a rope, but he was confident that if these three girls could do it, certainly he could.
He stood there and looked up at the ceiling which suddenly looked very far away.
He grabbed the rope with both hands and proceeded to climb hand over hand.
He couldn’t believe how hard it was. After going about three feet, he clenched the rope with his legs.
No legs, yelled Shannon, as she gave him a swift smack on the butt. This drew a few snickers from the crowd.
Ned grunted and tried again, he had gone another foot when his whole body went limp and he just dangled there.
“Now or never,” thought Shannon as she reached up and pulled his shorts clean off.
It took Ned a second to realize what just happened. He was so focused on trying to go upward or at least not to fall, that it wasn’t until the laughter started that he knew something was wrong.
Even then, his mind couldn’t quite grasp it. He had viewed Shannon more as a teacher or coach than as just another student, so it didn’t compute that she would do this.
And then it was just just too much to take in, that his butt was completely exposed to every girl in the gym. But it was, and the longer he twisted on this rope, the better everyone’s view. And what a view. Ned’s butt was probably his best feature. Both butt cheeks looked like over inflated balloons and his spring break tan made his bright white ass that much more comical.
Shannon’s hope was that he would be so embarrassed that he would run straight out of the gym.
That obviously wasn’t going to happen. He was clinging to the rope as if it none of this would be real unless his feet touched the ground.
Plan B was to chase him out of the gym before Coach Amy came back, but between Ned not coming down and and the laughter getting louder and louder, plan B wasn’t looking too good either.
Sure enough, Coach Amy came out, caught one look at Ned and to her surprise as well as everyone else’s, she started laughing.
She knew she needed to take control of the situation, but it was just such a funny sight, that bright white butt spinning slowly in a circle.
Her laughter made everyone else laugh even more.
“Finally, she caught her breath and asked, “Shannon, what the hell?”
Shannon smiled and shrugged, “not sure Coach, he was climbing the rope and his shorts just came off.”
This explanation elicited a few snickers, but no one was going to rat Shannon out.
Coach Amy didn’t believe her for a second, but she didn’t much care either.
“Get down from there,” she snapped at Ned, who immediately leapt to the floor.
“Put your damn shorts back on,” she barked, acting as if this was all Ned’s fault.
Ned looked frantically around, but couldn’t locate them.
Shannon also couldn’t see them anywhere and let out a little giggle. Maybe their plans weren’t foiled after all.
“I can’t find them.” Ned screamed. This elicited more laughter from the crowd.
Annie wasn’t laughing at least not outwardly. She was quite proud of herself. During all the commotion she had scooped up Ned’s shorts and tucked them into the back of her skirt, hidden by her untucked blouse. She signaled as much to Shannon, who gave her an approving nod.
“That’ll teach you to turn me down for a date,” Annie thought.
“Oh good grief,” Coach Amy said, “can someone go to the locker room and find this boy a skirt so we can send him back to the boy’s gym.”
Ned was mortified by the thought. This did not strike him as a good solution.
His shorts had to here somewhere!
“NO!,” he yelled, surprising everyone including himself.
His mother was always criticizing him for not standing up for himself more. “You don’t ask, you don’t get.” “Actually,” she said, “if you don’t DEMAND, you don’t get.”
So Ned, said “no” to the skirt and demanded his shorts be located!
The gym got very quiet.
“Oh you’re demanding are you?” asked Coach Amy. “Well geez, that changes everything.”
She gave Ned a tight little smile and he knew that he had made a mistake.
“You are thinking that there are only two choices, skirt or shorts, but there’s a third option here.”
Ned waited for her to go on, but she was waiting for him to figure it out. There was tittering from the crowd as some got there before Ned.
“So I just send him back as is” Shannon asked, hoping against hope that Coach Amy would say yes.
Ned’s eyes grew wide and he called out “NO, NO, skirt, I’ll take the skirt.”
“Well now I’m not so sure,” Coach Amy said.
Shannon, knowing the coach well enough to know where this would end up, sidled up to Annie and asked, “I may need your help in a few minutes, are you game?”
Annie was game.
A skirt was found for Ned, and while a big to do was being made of Ned’s skirt fitting,
Annie lined up a few recruits.
“Okay,” Coach Amy said, “Shannon will you take Ned…wina back to the boy’s gym?”
“Yes ma’am,” said Shannon. And just like Moon earlier, she grabbed him by the shoulder and steered him towards the door. Just then, Annie and about six other girls surrounded Ned and started laughing and giggling and then shouting, “bye, bye bye Nedwina.”
Annie came right up on his other side and whispered in his ear, “don’t worry Ned, we won’t let them send you back in a skirt.”
Ned started to say thanks, but then the gym door opened and the skirt was pulled down and off and Ned’s “Thank You” turned into a “NOoooo.”
Suddenly he was outside again, this time with just a t-shirt and a jock strap on. It didn’t even take a nano second for most of the students out on the quad to notice. Ned looked around wild eyed. His instinct told him to turn and run back into the gym, but how was that a solution, how would that be any better? So he just dumbly let himself be guided along by Shannon.
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Patty and a few friends that she had tipped off were anxiously waiting outside the girl’s gym for what seemed like hours but in fact had been about 15 minutes. Then, just like that, the door opened and out stepped Shannon with Ned in tow.
Until that moment, Patty wasn’t sure any of this was actually going to happen. Sure they had planned and planned, but any number of things could go wrong. Just one teacher taking control could shut the whole thing down. Moon had warned them about this, but also allowed that teachers were over worked and micro-managed and didn’t take on anymore than they had too.
“Just offer them a solution that doesn’t involve them and they will jump at it every time.”
Patty knew that this would soon be put to the test and she was ready to play her part.
The next task was to get Ned over to the auditorium, but the plan was to linger out here just a little bit to let Ned marinate in his awkwardness and, of course, to relieve him of more clothing.
Ned did indeed feel awkward. He was trying to cover himself as much as possible, but it was hopeless. With Shannon’s firm grip on one arm, he really only had one hand free. If he pulled down on the front of his shirt, his butt was fully exposed and if he pulled the back side to cover his very exposed ass, then he was highlighting his front, which although covered, still felt funny to leave otherwise exposed.
He cursed himself for not wearing a longer t-shirt.
All of his flailing just highlighted how vulnerable he was.
Someone reached out and gave his butt a tentative slap.
Ned reacted like he’d been shot. His over reaction caused those around him to laugh and also brought him more attention from people who hadn’t yet noticed him.
At this point, it was time for two of Patty’s friends to play their parts and they did so expertly.
They were Jessie and Robin, and they were each quite cute. Any other time, Ned would have welcomed their attention. Actually, even now he did, because they appeared sympathetic and offered to help.
“What if we stretch out your t-shirt, so that it works more like a dress? If we both pull, Robin on the front and me on the back, maybe we can get you covered.”
First a skirt, now a dress, but this time Ned was not about to be picky.
He found his voice for the first time since he’d left the gym. “Yes, yes, let’s try it!”
Jessie smiled at him and then stepped behind him.
She tried and failed to stifle a laugh when she was staring right at his cute little butt.
“Okay,” she called out, “One, two three!”
With that Jessie in back and Robin in front pulled mightily on Ned’s shirt.
Ned felt it in his shoulders and worked hard to stand straight.
“Okay,” Jessie said, “that bought us about two inches. I think one more good pull will do it.”
Once again, the countdown began and Ned braced himself.
“One,” Shannon let go of Ned’s arm.
“Two,” Jessie winked at Robin who smiled devilishly in return.
“Three,” and with that, instead of pulling down the girls pulled up.
By the time Ned registered what was happening, it was too late. He frantically tried to lock his arms and then grab for the shirt but to no avail, it was gone.
The two girls ran off laughing each still holding onto the shirt.
This added exposure brought a roar of laughter from the gathered crowd and again, alerted more to the fact that something was going on.
It also, finally, got the attention of the one teacher who was outside.
Mr. Williams had pulled the short straw for senior day. He was the token authority figure out on the quad.
He heard the noise and looked over across the way. He then did a double take.
Much like Ned, he was having trouble taking this in. As best he could tell, there was a naked student running around.
Mr. Williams was a new teacher, and he had absolutely no idea what he was supposed to do about this, but he knew it was going to fall to him to handle it. He blinked very slowly and was disappointed to see that the naked student was still there when he opened his eyes.
Had Ned been able to read Mr. Williams thoughts, he might have corrected him that he wasn’t totally naked, but in fact it sure felt that way. A minute ago he felt totally exposed, but now, well lets just say he was really missing that T-shirt!
He felt Shannon clamp back down on his right arm and another girl, Patty, Shannon’s sister if he wasn’t mistaken, grabbed his left.
They were turning him around when they were confronted by a bewildered Mr. Williams.
“What is going on here? Why is this student naked?
“Oh my gosh, it’s a long story,” Shannon replied, guessing correctly that he wouldn’t want to hear it.
She tried to mirror his bewilderment, as if to imply that they were in this crazy situation together.
She knew a lie would cause Ned to protest, so she went with the truth(ish).
“This boy is a bit of a troublemaker and was sent to the girl’s gym as a sort of punishment.
While in there, his shorts sort of went missing. We offered him a skirt, but that just upset him, so I was taking him back to the boy’s gym when we got waylaid by this mob.”
And with this she made a sweeping gesture towards all the students surrounding them, hoping to imply that everything that happened since was on him, Mr. Williams, the teacher, the one in charge.
Now it was Patty’s turn.
“We were going to take him back to the boys gym, but he’d be so embarrassed walking in like this, (and here Ned without even realizing he was doing it shook his head up and down in agreement) so we were going to take him to the prop room in the auditorium, where they keep all the costumes. They did Grease last year, we’re hoping to find him a t-shirt and a pair of jeans.”
“But there is a class is in there,” Mr Williams almost shouted, with just a hint of panic in his voice, “like I don’t know, maybe 200 kids!”
“Yes,” said Patty patiently as if to calm him down. “That’s why we will take him around the back and enter through the back door. The prop room is back there. No one else will see us.”
“Right, yes, um good,” said Mr. Williams as he raked his fingers through his hair.
Another minute or two and this would no longer be his problem.
“Okay, yes, get going.”
As they walked towards the Auditorium, both girls let out long sighs of relief. They had not failed. Their brother would be so happy!
Feeling a bit euphoric, Patty turned her attention to Ned.
“So how’s your day going so far, are you having fun?”
Ned just stared up at her.
She threw her head back and laughed. “Well I’m having fun! How about you Shannon, are you having fun?”
Shannon let out a little chuckle, “so much fun.”
True to their word, they walked around to the back of the auditorium. “Maybe, thought Ned, maybe fun time is really over.” It turned out that the back door was really a side door that was propped open with a little rock. Patty opened the door, tossed aside the rock and Ned was ushered inside.
It was a bit unnerving as Ned was immediately hit with the sound of laughter. He was so accustomed to laughter being directed at him now, that he flinched a bit. But no, he was just hearing the audience reacting to something the speaker on stage was saying.
He couldn’t see any of this just as they couldn’t see him. Still, his level of vulnerability kicked up a notch.
He relaxed a little when Shannon said, “let’s go find you those clothes.”
They walked through some black curtains and Ned stopped short. He caught his first glimpse of the audience. There were indeed a large number of students sitting there.
Fortunately, he was hidden in shadow, but still, red alert!
“Oh no,” Patty said, “it looks like we entered on the wrong side! Oh well. Why don’t you just run over there and get what you need.”
Ned could indeed see a room across the way and he could see racks and racks of clothes. He ached for them.
“We can go back out and around to the other side door.” Ned suggested.
“Hmm,” said Shannon, “we could, but we closed it behind us and it’s alarmed now. If we push it open now it will set off the alarm.”
Ned shuddered at the thought of the whole school filing outside, himself included.
Shannon, reading his mind, laughed a bit. “Oh don’t think we didn’t think of that, but Moon said it would be too quick.”
Ned was just starting to absorb the implications of what Shannon had just said when Patty interjected.
“Oh look,” there is a way over there with out Ned having to go across the stage.”
Ned raced over. Sure enough, there was a path behind the curtain.
“Oh thank God,” said Ned as he took a step forward. But then Patty, blocked his path and Shannon grabbed his arm again.
“Not so fast Neddy. We need one last thing from you before we let you go.”
Ned, leaning to look past Patty, towards salvation, distractedly asked what.
When she didn’t answer, he refocused and looked back at her. She smiled and looked down. Not down at the floor, just…
“Oh c’mon,” he said.
Patty laughed. “Oh Ned, have a heart, our fun is almost over.”
“Please,” he said.
“I’m afraid it’s non-negotiable.”
Ned tried to push Patty out of the way, but Shannon twisted him around and put him in a headlock.
“Bad boy, Ned. Try something like that again and we throw you right on that stage. Is that what you want?”
Ned vigorously shook his head no.
“No, I didn’t think so. Now c’mon Ned, we could have taken that jock strap off ages ago. Heck, Patty could peel it off right now. But we want to see you do it.”
“Why should I ?” said Ned.
Both girls looked towards the stage as if to answer.
If you do it, we’ll escort you to the prop room.
Shannon let Ned go and they watched as Ned thought it through.
After a minute, Ned let out a long sigh and reached for the waistband of his jock strap.
Ned was going to plead one more time, but the fact that Shannon and Patty were both staring at his crotch gave him the answer he needed.
He pulled it down to his lower thighs and then let gravity do the rest, so that he could more quickly cover himself with his hands.
Too late, both girls had big smiles on their faces and Patty even let out a loud snort and then quickly covered her mouth as she heard the speaker pause in their remarks.
“Oh my God,” Shannon said, “I sure hope you haven’t hit puberty yet.”
As Ned stood there, hands easily covering everything he wanted to cover, Shannon said, “God I’d like to take you back to the Girl’s gym right now, they would love this.”
Ned shuddered at the thought of actually being naked in front of so many people!
“Oh don’t worry, no time for that now, lets get this show on the road.”
They each grabbed an arm and started to escort Ned.
He looked back forlornly at his last piece of clothing, causing Patty to look back as well.
She then smiled and whispered to Shannon, “hold up I have an idea.”
She practically skipped back to the jock strap, picked it up and sauntered back, a gleam in her eye.
She again grabbed the one arm she had been holding and pulled it behind Ned’s back.
Shannon did likewise and Patty used the jock strap to tie Ned’s hands behind his back.
Shannon gave Patty a quick high five.
Ned, tested his bonds and just as he suspected, because of the elasticity, he figured he could wriggle out of these in less than 30 seconds, but he kept that knowledge to himself.
As they got about halfway across the stage, behind the curtain, Shannon stopped and said to Ned, “ just remember, both side doors are alarmed, so when you leave, you’ll want to go down the main aisle.”
Ned nodded, once he had some clothes on, he didn’t care how he exited the building.
And then Shannon said in way, way too loud a voice, “Ned! Ned! And then Patty joined in, Ned! Ned! NED!! NED!!
Ms. Dalton was sitting in the back of the auditorium with her ear buds in, video chatting with her boyfriend who worked from home.
She had drawn the short straw for this group of students.
Still, she was making the best of it. Ms. Dalton was 28 years old and had two more years of teaching experience than Mr. William’s none.
Whereas he would have sat here, check that, sat with the students and been bored shitless,
she made sure they took up the first 10 or twelve rows, and then she sat on the last row, ensuring that no one could hear her or be behind her.
At the moment they were playing truth or dare. She had gotten him to strip, of course, and he had asked her for an upskirt photo, and then a picture of an exposed breast, (she had squatted behind the seat to do this).
She was just about to comply with his next request, to peel off her undies and place them in her purse for the rest of the day, when she caught something out of the corner of her eye. Someone had just sat down in the last row one aisle over.
Although he certainly couldn’t hear her, he could see her and that meant the game was over.
She turned the screen in his direction and told her boyfriend that they would have to stop for now.
“Who’s that?”
“No idea,” she said. “No wait, that’s Moon McNally,” and here she giggled a little bit.
“What kind of name is Moon McNally?” He asked.
“Well,” she said, drawing out ‘well’ so it sounded like ‘wellllll,’ “funny you should ask.”
“Legend has it that the year before I got here he was stripped naked and locked in the girl’s gym.”
He laughed and she said. “I know, right, I would have given anything to have seen that!”
The speaker stopped speaking and the auditorium grew quiet as everyone tried to pinpoint where the noise was coming from. “NED!! NED!! NED”
And then suddenly, right at center stage, the curtains parted and the auditorium was silent no more.
Moon smiled and thought, God I love my sisters. He had to admit that the hands tied behind Ned’s back, while not part of the plan, was an inspired improvisation.
Then he heard someone on the next aisle over call out, “HOLY SHIT” as she leapt to her feet.
Moon knew she was a teacher and was afraid she was going to race down the aisle and rescue Ned, but to his relief, she started laughing and saying “look at this, look at this” as she pointed her phone in Ned’s direction.
Ned couldn’t figure out why Shannon and Patsy would blow their cover by yelling his name so loudly. And then it happened, they each grabbed a handful of curtain and ran in opposite directions. They were still hidden from view as they ran, Ned decidedly was not.
He was staring straight out at a well over a hundred students staring back at him.
Stunned silence and then laughter, wave after wave of laughter.
Ned turned and took a few steps toward the door they had come in through, remembered Shannons warning and stopped. Then he remembered the room full of clothes and turned to go the other way. Then he saw that his way was blocked by some woman, must have been the speaker, saying “young man, young man!”
He feigned to get around her but saw that the door to the room full of clothes was closed. Undoubtedly locked he assumed (correctly).
This had all happened in about ten second’s time and only now did Ned remember that his hands were tied behind his back.
He looked down at his exposed penis and then back at his audience causing an even bigger laugh, even cracking up the matronly speaker bearing down on him.
For what ever reason, he felt like it was important that this woman didn’t grab him, so he fled, just as Shannon had suggested, straight up the main aisle.
Moon watched with great amusement as Ned ping ponged about the stage. He could tell the exact moment when Ned realized that the prop room was locked up tight.
“HOLY SHIT, babe, you’ve got to see this,” Ms. Dalton screamed, “there is a naked student on the stage.” She pointed her camera for him to see and then laughingly said, “record it, record it!”
As Ned raced up the aisle, he struggled to free his hands. Everyone was laughing and pointing and he was desperate to cover himself even if it would just be with his hands.
He had been correct in assuming it wouldn’t take long to free his hands, but it was plenty long enough. One girl picked up the discarded jock and twirled it around delighted to have snagged such a wonderful memento.
Just as Ned worked them free he heard a familiar voice calling his name and his heart sank when he locked eyes with his stepsister Becky.
She was with Rachel and Lauren, girls he knew well, the girls who most often teased him when he slept over at Becky’s. And here were all three, laughing and pointing. He knew in this moment, that the three of them would tease him unmercifully the next time they all ended up at Becky’s and he wouldn’t put it past them to create their own humiliating plans for him. But right now they appeared to be in heaven, all three laughing till they were crying, jumping up and down as if the Beatles had just taken the stage.
Up at the top of the aisle, he saw two things, a teacher and Moon. His instinct should have been to run straight to the teacher, Ms. Dalton, but something was off here. Moon had what looked like a towel outstretched, which surely signaled “come to me and I will cover your shame.”
The teacher, on the other hand was laughing and pointing her phone at him just like so many other students.
Moon he had figured out was the catalyst for all his humiliation, so why would he help him now? For that matter, had Moon raced down and met him on stage, he could have been spared what had easily been the most humiliating experience of his life. So far.
He thought about just racing past both of them, but the outstretched towel was very seductive.
Realizing that if he ran past them, he would be exiting the auditorium still very much naked, he stopped in front of Moon, who wrapped the towel around Ned’s waist.
Ned felt immediate relief, but then Moon gripped the back of his neck and steered him through the front entrance as if to signal that he wasn’t through with him yet.
As she watched Ned and Moon exit the building, Ms. Dalton thought to herself, “huh, I guess maybe I should have done something there.”
**
Once outside, Ned was suddenly very talkative. He was desperate to find out what was going on. All he could figure was that Moon had a vendetta against someone and had mistaken him for that person. Not that it mattered much now as he assumed his ordeal was over.
Patty and Shannon coming around from their respective sides of the building joined up with the pair while Ned was pleading his case.
Moon praised his sisters on their great work. “Just one to go,” he said with a wry smile.
“One what,”Ned was about to ask when they were stopped by Mr. Williams. He was a little out of breath having jogged over from the quad.
“Hey,” he said, “I thought you were gonna get this kid some clothes.”
Again, it was Patty who did the talking.
“Oh we were, but the room was locked. And our friend here it turns out has a bit of an exhibitionist streak. Fortunately my brother found this towel for him.”
“No wait,” said Ned, that’s not true, I…”
Shannon cut him off, “we thought we’d better get him to the Principal’s office before the next bell rings.”
“Right,” Mr. Williams said, looking at his watch, “you better hurry.”
“No,” cried Ned, “why don’t you take me?”
“Because, I’m in charge of all these kids,” he said, pointing back the way he’d come, “who thanks to you are incredibly riled up. Now go on,” and pointing his finger at Ned with all the gravitas a 25 year old could muster, and added “and no more trouble out of you!”
“You heard the man,” laughed Patty, “let’s have no more trouble out of you.”
They opened the door to the Senior’s wing which also housed the Admin offices down at the opposite end of the building.
Ned was struck by the cool blast of AC as they entered the building, but mostly was just relieved to see the halls were empty. He knew that the other group was occupying all the classrooms on this wing.He was anxious to get to the Principals office and put this all behind him.
He took a step forward but was pulled back by Moon.
“Not so fast there Ned, Where’s the fire?”
Ned was confused. The bell was going to ring any minute, they had to keep moving.
But then he saw the smiles creep along all of their faces and he knew he was in trouble.
“Oh no, please haven’t you done enough?”
“You know,” said Moon, “you’d think so, but this just never gets old.”
“Do you know where her office is?” asked Shannon, turning Ned back around and pointing, “straight down the hall and to the right, you can’t miss it.”
And then the bell rang.
Until that moment, Patty wasn’t sure any of this was actually going to happen. Sure they had planned and planned, but any number of things could go wrong. Just one teacher taking control could shut the whole thing down. Moon had warned them about this, but also allowed that teachers were over worked and micro-managed and didn’t take on anymore than they had too.
“Just offer them a solution that doesn’t involve them and they will jump at it every time.”
Patty knew that this would soon be put to the test and she was ready to play her part.
The next task was to get Ned over to the auditorium, but the plan was to linger out here just a little bit to let Ned marinate in his awkwardness and, of course, to relieve him of more clothing.
Ned did indeed feel awkward. He was trying to cover himself as much as possible, but it was hopeless. With Shannon’s firm grip on one arm, he really only had one hand free. If he pulled down on the front of his shirt, his butt was fully exposed and if he pulled the back side to cover his very exposed ass, then he was highlighting his front, which although covered, still felt funny to leave otherwise exposed.
He cursed himself for not wearing a longer t-shirt.
All of his flailing just highlighted how vulnerable he was.
Someone reached out and gave his butt a tentative slap.
Ned reacted like he’d been shot. His over reaction caused those around him to laugh and also brought him more attention from people who hadn’t yet noticed him.
At this point, it was time for two of Patty’s friends to play their parts and they did so expertly.
They were Jessie and Robin, and they were each quite cute. Any other time, Ned would have welcomed their attention. Actually, even now he did, because they appeared sympathetic and offered to help.
“What if we stretch out your t-shirt, so that it works more like a dress? If we both pull, Robin on the front and me on the back, maybe we can get you covered.”
First a skirt, now a dress, but this time Ned was not about to be picky.
He found his voice for the first time since he’d left the gym. “Yes, yes, let’s try it!”
Jessie smiled at him and then stepped behind him.
She tried and failed to stifle a laugh when she was staring right at his cute little butt.
“Okay,” she called out, “One, two three!”
With that Jessie in back and Robin in front pulled mightily on Ned’s shirt.
Ned felt it in his shoulders and worked hard to stand straight.
“Okay,” Jessie said, “that bought us about two inches. I think one more good pull will do it.”
Once again, the countdown began and Ned braced himself.
“One,” Shannon let go of Ned’s arm.
“Two,” Jessie winked at Robin who smiled devilishly in return.
“Three,” and with that, instead of pulling down the girls pulled up.
By the time Ned registered what was happening, it was too late. He frantically tried to lock his arms and then grab for the shirt but to no avail, it was gone.
The two girls ran off laughing each still holding onto the shirt.
This added exposure brought a roar of laughter from the gathered crowd and again, alerted more to the fact that something was going on.
It also, finally, got the attention of the one teacher who was outside.
Mr. Williams had pulled the short straw for senior day. He was the token authority figure out on the quad.
He heard the noise and looked over across the way. He then did a double take.
Much like Ned, he was having trouble taking this in. As best he could tell, there was a naked student running around.
Mr. Williams was a new teacher, and he had absolutely no idea what he was supposed to do about this, but he knew it was going to fall to him to handle it. He blinked very slowly and was disappointed to see that the naked student was still there when he opened his eyes.
Had Ned been able to read Mr. Williams thoughts, he might have corrected him that he wasn’t totally naked, but in fact it sure felt that way. A minute ago he felt totally exposed, but now, well lets just say he was really missing that T-shirt!
He felt Shannon clamp back down on his right arm and another girl, Patty, Shannon’s sister if he wasn’t mistaken, grabbed his left.
They were turning him around when they were confronted by a bewildered Mr. Williams.
“What is going on here? Why is this student naked?
“Oh my gosh, it’s a long story,” Shannon replied, guessing correctly that he wouldn’t want to hear it.
She tried to mirror his bewilderment, as if to imply that they were in this crazy situation together.
She knew a lie would cause Ned to protest, so she went with the truth(ish).
“This boy is a bit of a troublemaker and was sent to the girl’s gym as a sort of punishment.
While in there, his shorts sort of went missing. We offered him a skirt, but that just upset him, so I was taking him back to the boy’s gym when we got waylaid by this mob.”
And with this she made a sweeping gesture towards all the students surrounding them, hoping to imply that everything that happened since was on him, Mr. Williams, the teacher, the one in charge.
Now it was Patty’s turn.
“We were going to take him back to the boys gym, but he’d be so embarrassed walking in like this, (and here Ned without even realizing he was doing it shook his head up and down in agreement) so we were going to take him to the prop room in the auditorium, where they keep all the costumes. They did Grease last year, we’re hoping to find him a t-shirt and a pair of jeans.”
“But there is a class is in there,” Mr Williams almost shouted, with just a hint of panic in his voice, “like I don’t know, maybe 200 kids!”
“Yes,” said Patty patiently as if to calm him down. “That’s why we will take him around the back and enter through the back door. The prop room is back there. No one else will see us.”
“Right, yes, um good,” said Mr. Williams as he raked his fingers through his hair.
Another minute or two and this would no longer be his problem.
“Okay, yes, get going.”
As they walked towards the Auditorium, both girls let out long sighs of relief. They had not failed. Their brother would be so happy!
Feeling a bit euphoric, Patty turned her attention to Ned.
“So how’s your day going so far, are you having fun?”
Ned just stared up at her.
She threw her head back and laughed. “Well I’m having fun! How about you Shannon, are you having fun?”
Shannon let out a little chuckle, “so much fun.”
True to their word, they walked around to the back of the auditorium. “Maybe, thought Ned, maybe fun time is really over.” It turned out that the back door was really a side door that was propped open with a little rock. Patty opened the door, tossed aside the rock and Ned was ushered inside.
It was a bit unnerving as Ned was immediately hit with the sound of laughter. He was so accustomed to laughter being directed at him now, that he flinched a bit. But no, he was just hearing the audience reacting to something the speaker on stage was saying.
He couldn’t see any of this just as they couldn’t see him. Still, his level of vulnerability kicked up a notch.
He relaxed a little when Shannon said, “let’s go find you those clothes.”
They walked through some black curtains and Ned stopped short. He caught his first glimpse of the audience. There were indeed a large number of students sitting there.
Fortunately, he was hidden in shadow, but still, red alert!
“Oh no,” Patty said, “it looks like we entered on the wrong side! Oh well. Why don’t you just run over there and get what you need.”
Ned could indeed see a room across the way and he could see racks and racks of clothes. He ached for them.
“We can go back out and around to the other side door.” Ned suggested.
“Hmm,” said Shannon, “we could, but we closed it behind us and it’s alarmed now. If we push it open now it will set off the alarm.”
Ned shuddered at the thought of the whole school filing outside, himself included.
Shannon, reading his mind, laughed a bit. “Oh don’t think we didn’t think of that, but Moon said it would be too quick.”
Ned was just starting to absorb the implications of what Shannon had just said when Patty interjected.
“Oh look,” there is a way over there with out Ned having to go across the stage.”
Ned raced over. Sure enough, there was a path behind the curtain.
“Oh thank God,” said Ned as he took a step forward. But then Patty, blocked his path and Shannon grabbed his arm again.
“Not so fast Neddy. We need one last thing from you before we let you go.”
Ned, leaning to look past Patty, towards salvation, distractedly asked what.
When she didn’t answer, he refocused and looked back at her. She smiled and looked down. Not down at the floor, just…
“Oh c’mon,” he said.
Patty laughed. “Oh Ned, have a heart, our fun is almost over.”
“Please,” he said.
“I’m afraid it’s non-negotiable.”
Ned tried to push Patty out of the way, but Shannon twisted him around and put him in a headlock.
“Bad boy, Ned. Try something like that again and we throw you right on that stage. Is that what you want?”
Ned vigorously shook his head no.
“No, I didn’t think so. Now c’mon Ned, we could have taken that jock strap off ages ago. Heck, Patty could peel it off right now. But we want to see you do it.”
“Why should I ?” said Ned.
Both girls looked towards the stage as if to answer.
If you do it, we’ll escort you to the prop room.
Shannon let Ned go and they watched as Ned thought it through.
After a minute, Ned let out a long sigh and reached for the waistband of his jock strap.
Ned was going to plead one more time, but the fact that Shannon and Patty were both staring at his crotch gave him the answer he needed.
He pulled it down to his lower thighs and then let gravity do the rest, so that he could more quickly cover himself with his hands.
Too late, both girls had big smiles on their faces and Patty even let out a loud snort and then quickly covered her mouth as she heard the speaker pause in their remarks.
“Oh my God,” Shannon said, “I sure hope you haven’t hit puberty yet.”
As Ned stood there, hands easily covering everything he wanted to cover, Shannon said, “God I’d like to take you back to the Girl’s gym right now, they would love this.”
Ned shuddered at the thought of actually being naked in front of so many people!
“Oh don’t worry, no time for that now, lets get this show on the road.”
They each grabbed an arm and started to escort Ned.
He looked back forlornly at his last piece of clothing, causing Patty to look back as well.
She then smiled and whispered to Shannon, “hold up I have an idea.”
She practically skipped back to the jock strap, picked it up and sauntered back, a gleam in her eye.
She again grabbed the one arm she had been holding and pulled it behind Ned’s back.
Shannon did likewise and Patty used the jock strap to tie Ned’s hands behind his back.
Shannon gave Patty a quick high five.
Ned, tested his bonds and just as he suspected, because of the elasticity, he figured he could wriggle out of these in less than 30 seconds, but he kept that knowledge to himself.
As they got about halfway across the stage, behind the curtain, Shannon stopped and said to Ned, “ just remember, both side doors are alarmed, so when you leave, you’ll want to go down the main aisle.”
Ned nodded, once he had some clothes on, he didn’t care how he exited the building.
And then Shannon said in way, way too loud a voice, “Ned! Ned! And then Patty joined in, Ned! Ned! NED!! NED!!
Ms. Dalton was sitting in the back of the auditorium with her ear buds in, video chatting with her boyfriend who worked from home.
She had drawn the short straw for this group of students.
Still, she was making the best of it. Ms. Dalton was 28 years old and had two more years of teaching experience than Mr. William’s none.
Whereas he would have sat here, check that, sat with the students and been bored shitless,
she made sure they took up the first 10 or twelve rows, and then she sat on the last row, ensuring that no one could hear her or be behind her.
At the moment they were playing truth or dare. She had gotten him to strip, of course, and he had asked her for an upskirt photo, and then a picture of an exposed breast, (she had squatted behind the seat to do this).
She was just about to comply with his next request, to peel off her undies and place them in her purse for the rest of the day, when she caught something out of the corner of her eye. Someone had just sat down in the last row one aisle over.
Although he certainly couldn’t hear her, he could see her and that meant the game was over.
She turned the screen in his direction and told her boyfriend that they would have to stop for now.
“Who’s that?”
“No idea,” she said. “No wait, that’s Moon McNally,” and here she giggled a little bit.
“What kind of name is Moon McNally?” He asked.
“Well,” she said, drawing out ‘well’ so it sounded like ‘wellllll,’ “funny you should ask.”
“Legend has it that the year before I got here he was stripped naked and locked in the girl’s gym.”
He laughed and she said. “I know, right, I would have given anything to have seen that!”
The speaker stopped speaking and the auditorium grew quiet as everyone tried to pinpoint where the noise was coming from. “NED!! NED!! NED”
And then suddenly, right at center stage, the curtains parted and the auditorium was silent no more.
Moon smiled and thought, God I love my sisters. He had to admit that the hands tied behind Ned’s back, while not part of the plan, was an inspired improvisation.
Then he heard someone on the next aisle over call out, “HOLY SHIT” as she leapt to her feet.
Moon knew she was a teacher and was afraid she was going to race down the aisle and rescue Ned, but to his relief, she started laughing and saying “look at this, look at this” as she pointed her phone in Ned’s direction.
Ned couldn’t figure out why Shannon and Patsy would blow their cover by yelling his name so loudly. And then it happened, they each grabbed a handful of curtain and ran in opposite directions. They were still hidden from view as they ran, Ned decidedly was not.
He was staring straight out at a well over a hundred students staring back at him.
Stunned silence and then laughter, wave after wave of laughter.
Ned turned and took a few steps toward the door they had come in through, remembered Shannons warning and stopped. Then he remembered the room full of clothes and turned to go the other way. Then he saw that his way was blocked by some woman, must have been the speaker, saying “young man, young man!”
He feigned to get around her but saw that the door to the room full of clothes was closed. Undoubtedly locked he assumed (correctly).
This had all happened in about ten second’s time and only now did Ned remember that his hands were tied behind his back.
He looked down at his exposed penis and then back at his audience causing an even bigger laugh, even cracking up the matronly speaker bearing down on him.
For what ever reason, he felt like it was important that this woman didn’t grab him, so he fled, just as Shannon had suggested, straight up the main aisle.
Moon watched with great amusement as Ned ping ponged about the stage. He could tell the exact moment when Ned realized that the prop room was locked up tight.
“HOLY SHIT, babe, you’ve got to see this,” Ms. Dalton screamed, “there is a naked student on the stage.” She pointed her camera for him to see and then laughingly said, “record it, record it!”
As Ned raced up the aisle, he struggled to free his hands. Everyone was laughing and pointing and he was desperate to cover himself even if it would just be with his hands.
He had been correct in assuming it wouldn’t take long to free his hands, but it was plenty long enough. One girl picked up the discarded jock and twirled it around delighted to have snagged such a wonderful memento.
Just as Ned worked them free he heard a familiar voice calling his name and his heart sank when he locked eyes with his stepsister Becky.
She was with Rachel and Lauren, girls he knew well, the girls who most often teased him when he slept over at Becky’s. And here were all three, laughing and pointing. He knew in this moment, that the three of them would tease him unmercifully the next time they all ended up at Becky’s and he wouldn’t put it past them to create their own humiliating plans for him. But right now they appeared to be in heaven, all three laughing till they were crying, jumping up and down as if the Beatles had just taken the stage.
Up at the top of the aisle, he saw two things, a teacher and Moon. His instinct should have been to run straight to the teacher, Ms. Dalton, but something was off here. Moon had what looked like a towel outstretched, which surely signaled “come to me and I will cover your shame.”
The teacher, on the other hand was laughing and pointing her phone at him just like so many other students.
Moon he had figured out was the catalyst for all his humiliation, so why would he help him now? For that matter, had Moon raced down and met him on stage, he could have been spared what had easily been the most humiliating experience of his life. So far.
He thought about just racing past both of them, but the outstretched towel was very seductive.
Realizing that if he ran past them, he would be exiting the auditorium still very much naked, he stopped in front of Moon, who wrapped the towel around Ned’s waist.
Ned felt immediate relief, but then Moon gripped the back of his neck and steered him through the front entrance as if to signal that he wasn’t through with him yet.
As she watched Ned and Moon exit the building, Ms. Dalton thought to herself, “huh, I guess maybe I should have done something there.”
**
Once outside, Ned was suddenly very talkative. He was desperate to find out what was going on. All he could figure was that Moon had a vendetta against someone and had mistaken him for that person. Not that it mattered much now as he assumed his ordeal was over.
Patty and Shannon coming around from their respective sides of the building joined up with the pair while Ned was pleading his case.
Moon praised his sisters on their great work. “Just one to go,” he said with a wry smile.
“One what,”Ned was about to ask when they were stopped by Mr. Williams. He was a little out of breath having jogged over from the quad.
“Hey,” he said, “I thought you were gonna get this kid some clothes.”
Again, it was Patty who did the talking.
“Oh we were, but the room was locked. And our friend here it turns out has a bit of an exhibitionist streak. Fortunately my brother found this towel for him.”
“No wait,” said Ned, that’s not true, I…”
Shannon cut him off, “we thought we’d better get him to the Principal’s office before the next bell rings.”
“Right,” Mr. Williams said, looking at his watch, “you better hurry.”
“No,” cried Ned, “why don’t you take me?”
“Because, I’m in charge of all these kids,” he said, pointing back the way he’d come, “who thanks to you are incredibly riled up. Now go on,” and pointing his finger at Ned with all the gravitas a 25 year old could muster, and added “and no more trouble out of you!”
“You heard the man,” laughed Patty, “let’s have no more trouble out of you.”
They opened the door to the Senior’s wing which also housed the Admin offices down at the opposite end of the building.
Ned was struck by the cool blast of AC as they entered the building, but mostly was just relieved to see the halls were empty. He knew that the other group was occupying all the classrooms on this wing.He was anxious to get to the Principals office and put this all behind him.
He took a step forward but was pulled back by Moon.
“Not so fast there Ned, Where’s the fire?”
Ned was confused. The bell was going to ring any minute, they had to keep moving.
But then he saw the smiles creep along all of their faces and he knew he was in trouble.
“Oh no, please haven’t you done enough?”
“You know,” said Moon, “you’d think so, but this just never gets old.”
“Do you know where her office is?” asked Shannon, turning Ned back around and pointing, “straight down the hall and to the right, you can’t miss it.”
And then the bell rang.
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Re: Naked Ned and the Opposite of Karma 3
Doors flung open immediately and students started pouring into the halls.
“Better hurry” said Shannon, whipping the towel off of Ned and giving him a shove towards the throng of students.
“NO,” shouted Ned who managed to grab a corner of the towel before it was whisked away.
He was holding it with all his might as a sort of tug o war with Shannon ensued.
Ned was winning too, because Shannon was laughing so hard, but then Moon intervened and wrested the towel from Ned’s grasp.
“The Moon giveth and the Moon taketh away,” he said as he held the towel out of reach.
By now Ned was engulfed by students. He covered himself with his hands as best he could and tried to shoulder his way through, keeping his eyes to the ground.
He was actually making pretty good progress when someone grabbed his arm and brought him to a complete stop.
“Ned, Ned Hayes, is that you!?”
Ned looked up and new he was in trouble, it was Cindy Walters, his next door neighbor.
“Well what do we have here,” she asked with an ever widening grin and a little chuckle.
Cindy and Ned had been friends when he and his mother first moved in next door.
But as Cindy grew wilder, and straight laced Ned did not, they drifted apart.
Cindy’s mother adored Ned and always chided her for not being more “like Ned.”
In fact, last month, she had insisted that Cindy invite Ned to the party she was having.
Reluctantly, Cindy did and much to her dismay, Ned accepted.
He regretted it the minute he got there. He stood out in his polo shirt and khaki shorts.
The party was in Cindy’s basement and it basically consisted of drinking and making out. Ned busied himself doing neither. Sodom and Gomorrah came to his mind.
He was sitting in a chair scrolling on his phone when Cindy and some random guy were going at it on the couch directly in front of him. Cindy was obviously very drunk. While the guy buried his face in Cindy’s neck, she stared over his head at Ned and gave him a wicked smile.
When she was sure she had his attention, she spread her legs so that he could see her underwear. As Ned’s eyes widened, she let out a laugh.
She then grabbed the boys face and kissed him sloppily, grabbed his hand and guided it under her skirt, all the while watching Ned.
Ned, mouth now wide open to match his eyes, leapt up and started to walk away, but awkwardly had to adjust himself first. He stumbled a bit as he headed for the stairs.
He could hear Cindy laughingly call out to him, see you later perv.
When he got upstairs, it was obvious to Cindy’s mom that he was upset. It was also painfully obvious that he was aroused. She asked him what was wrong, but he just kept his head down and ran right out the front door.
Her plan had been to not interfere with Cindy’s party, but when Ned left in such a state, she felt the need to investigate.
Unfortunately, as she headed down the stairs, the first thing she saw was that boy’s hand under her daughter’s skirt. That ended that party.
Although it wasn’t really Ned’s fault that Cindy’s party was ruined, she was convinced that he had ratted her out to her mother and ruined her party.
And now she had a naked and panicked looking Ned in her grip.
“Well, well if it isn’t little Ned. What’s the hurry Ned?
Did you know you’re not wearing any clothes? Whatcha hiding there buddy, and with that she slapped at Ned’s one arm that he was using to cover himself.”
“You know this kid?” the girls standing next to Cindy asked. Actually, she was one of many girls who had formed a circle around Ned. And to add insult to injury, they all towered over him.
“Oh I sure do. This perv is my neighbor. As a matter of fact one time I caught him staring at me and playing with himself while I was making o, ugh, I mean while I was changing clothes. He was staring at me through my window!”
“Oh wow, did you punish him?” One of the girls asked. “I would have spanked his ass but good.”
“You know I should have.”
“No time like the present,” another girl said.
“You’re right,” laughed Cindy giving Ned a hard slap on his left butt cheek.
Encouraged by “oohs” and laughter, Cindy did it again and then again.
Ned tried to defend against the blows by moving his one free hand to block her, exposing once again his little penis and balls. This elicited even more laughter than the spankings had.
“What is going on here!?”
Everyone stopped and turned.
“Young man, where are your clothes!?”
Cindy and the rest of the crowd melted away and Ned found himself face to face with yet another teacher.
“I, they, in the gym, going to see the principal,” Ned sputtered.
She looked at him as if it was only slightly odd that he was naked.
She, was Ms. Johnson and she was an attractive woman who tried hard not to be.
She was in her early 40’s and wore her black hair in a short bob. She wore glasses that were almost but not quite cat’s eye glasses and she actually had one of those chains attached to them so that they could hang from her neck when she wasn’t using them. She wore a black sweater that she used to hide the fact that she had breasts and it was long enough to cover her butt lest her pants be too revealing.
It didn’t used to be this way. Four years ago she was the “hot” teacher. She had liked to show off her cleavage and wore tight skirts to accentuate her ass.
But Mark Hayes and his buddies had put a stop to that. It happened, in fact, just a week or so after the Moon McNally incident.
They would sit in the back of her class and make lewd comments, mostly about her.
They called her cleavage “the black hole,” because they were sure it was so deep that things that went down there might never be seen again.
One day, Mark tried to goad a boy who was eating Skittles to see if he could toss one down Ms. Johnson’s cleavage. The boy laughed and of course refused.
Mark grabbed the bag and told one of his friends to start recording.
Ms. Johnson was sitting at her desk while her students were working at theirs. Mark strode up to her desk, ostensibly to ask her a question, fake trips and stumbles into her desk, dumping the bag of skittles down the front of her blouse. Many of them fall into the black hole, some bounce off her breasts onto the desk and two, one red and one blue affix themselves to her right breast.
Mark feigns horror at what he has done, like a waitress spilling a drink on a customer, but eventually, he gives his teacher a shit eating grin and asks her if he can retrieve them.
She sent him to the office, of course and absolutely nothing happened to him, of course.
Over the next few days, bags of Skittles would randomly appear on her desk.
It was not too long after that that she started to dress more conservatively.
And now here she was, face to face with another member of the Hayes clan, and she was going to enjoy having the upper hand.
She couldn’t quite keep a little twinkle out of her eye as she assessed the current situation.
“You want to start over,” she said, “I din’t catch any of that.”
Ned was a bit stunned that she hadn’t pulled him into her now empty classroom or told the other students to disperse. In fact, they were closing in again.
Ned was just about to try again when he was interrupted by a loud voice.
“Oh there you are!”
It was Moon, once again wrapping the towel around Ned’ waist, eliciting “boos” from the crowd.
“Mr McNally,” Mrs Johnson said, “I might have known you’d have something to do with this.”
“Oh not me, ma’am, I’m just trying to get him to the principal’s office.”
“Uh huh, and its just a coincidence that the boy that had something similar to this happen to him,” and with that she waved a hand at Ned’s nakedness, “is helping him now.”
“Exactly ma’am.”
“Yeah right. Let’s just find Principal Jackson for you.”
She walked back to her desk and grabbed her walkie.
“Johnson to office. Is Jackson there?”
A voice came back: “Not here.”
“Any idea where she is?”
“Not really. Cafeteria maybe?”
“Okay, thanks.”
If it had been any other kid, she probably would have taken them to the principal’s office herself, found them something to wear and instructed the secretary to find the principal, stat!
But this wasn’t just any kid, this was a Hayes, so instead, she set down her walkie and turned to Moon and said, “alright, take him to the cafeteria.”
“What, No!” yelled Ned.
“Yes ma’am,” said Moon who guided Ned away before she changed her mind, although there was never any danger of that.
The principal as it were, was in the bathroom.
As they walked down the hall, Patty, Shannon and Moon were all talking excitedly as if Ned wasn’t even there.
“Well this is a bonus,” Patty said.
“I know,” replied Shannon, “what are we going to do?”
“I guess we just throw him in there and see if his bad luck holds,” laughed Moon.
“Who has lunch now?” Asked Shannon.
“The same group we started with in the gym,” Patty said, laughing at Ned as his eyes went wide.
“Homecoming,” laughed Shannon.
The cafeteria was abuzz with excitement. Everyone was talking about Ned. The girls had shared with the boys exactly what had gone down in their gym. They laughed as they told them about Ned holding onto the rope with his butt exposed and all the back and forth regarding the skirt.
Many of the girls were just hearing about the skirt being ripped off before Ned was tossed out and were surprised to hear that he hadn’t shown up back at the boy’s gym.
Where was Ned? That was the question on everyone’s mind.
Was he hiding behind a bush somewhere, was he running through town in just a shirt and a jock strap? There was even a rumor that he had streaked in front of the group over at the auditorium.
And then the texts started. Indeed, there was video, lots of video of Ned streaking in the auditorium.
Jenny had such mixed emotions. She felt sorry for Ned, of course, but this was also so exciting!
It was incredible to see Ned’s naked butt like that and she was kind of sorry to have missed out on the whole “skirt” episode. She knew Ned liked her and felt somehow that this should have entitled her to a front row seat to whatever was going on. And God, these videos were hilarious. Still, it would have been nice to have been there in person!
The cafeteria was just off the Senior wing, down a long hallway and only had one entrance. As they approached, Ned was of course relieved of his towel.
“In you go Ned,” said Moon.
“No way,” said Ned.
Moon sighed, “Ned, Ned, Ned, you should know by now, we’ll just throw you in if you don’t cooperate.”
“Fine,” said Ned, “I’d rather you throw me in than have my classmates think I’d walk in there on my own.”
“I see your point,” said Moon. “Okay, Shannon grab his other arm.”
“Wait,” said Patty. She started to talk and then had a giggling fit.
Both Moon and Shannon smiled. They had no idea what Patty was about to say, but they knew her well enough to know they were going to like it.
“Ned, if you don’t want to go in right away, that’s fine,” she said.
“Maybe you’d like a kiss for luck first. I’m happy to give you one,” she cooed. “How about you Shannon, would you be willing to give Ned a kiss as well?”
“Oh I’d love that,” she said, playing with her hair as she gave Ned a coquettish look.
“Would you like that Ned,” she asked as she licked her lips and unbuttoned a button on her blouse revealing a hint of a lacy bra and the slightest bit of cleavage.
“You can touch them if you want to Ned.”
Ned’s penis bounced and his eyes got wide.
“It’s okay Ned,” Patty said, “if you don’t want to go in now, we can wait until your, well, more excited by the idea.”
Ned’s inner voice screamed for him to run into the cafeteria. He knew Patty wasn’t bluffing, but his legs wouldn’t move. He just couldn’t bring himself to voluntarily as it were, walk naked into the cafeteria. He hoped against hope, that his fear would keep an erection at bay.
But no, as promised Patty gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Then Shannon, a bit more skilled, gave him a soft slow lingering kiss.
Patty looked down and could see that they were close. She grabbed Ned’s hand and placed it on her right breast. She held it there with her hand and guided it back and forth and even helped Ned to squeeze a bit.
“Bingo,” yelled Shannon.
Ned looked down in a panic, fear or no fear, he was hard.
And just like that, the cafeteria door was flung open and Ned was shoved inside.
He couldn’t cover himself immediately because he had to keep himself from falling down.
But as soon as he could, he struck the classic pose, hunched over with his hands between his legs. He hoped no one had seen, but the best he could really hope for was that not everyone had seen. It didn’t help when someone pointed and shouted out, “Look, it’s Naked Ned!!”
“And he’s got a boner!”
He locked eyes with Jenny and could tell she had seen. She was trying to stifle a laugh with little success.
He saw Annie who was doubled over with laughter and then he scanned the whole room and saw that everyone was laughing and pointing.
If there was a teacher in here, they weren’t making themselves known.
Ned turned around in hopes of exiting the way he came in, but the doors wouldn’t budge.
He pushed as hard as he could which made his butt jiggle, which brought on another wave of laughter. And once again, the contrast between tanned legs and back with a glowing white butt didn’t help his cause.
Suddenly Ned felt hands and turned to see the boy who had started all of this with the false accusation and three of his friends. They grabbed Ned and hoisted him over their heads chanting “Ned, Ned, Ned!” Soon the rest of the room joined in.
When they set him down, he was abashed to find that he was still hard. A new chant of “jerk it off” started until suddenly, someone yelled, “WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?
It was the principal.
Ned sat just outside the principals office wrapped once again in a towel. He had been transported here from the cafeteria with just a large dish rag for covering. A janitor was dispatched to retrieve Ned’s clothes, but when he found $60 dollars in Ned’s jeans, he pocketed the cash threw Ned’s clothes away and reported back that they could not be found, so a gym towel was the best they could do. Never mind that there was a cabinet full of lost and found clothing just a few yards away.
Ms. Jackson, who was in her second year as principal, was sitting at her desk staring at Ned on the other side of the glass. She had pieced most of the story together and her first thought, was “well I’m out of a job.”
Between her teacher’s incompetence and what would no doubt be a pair of furious parents demanding her head on a platter, she figured she was indeed toast.
But now, she was seeing a sliver of hope.
When she found out that Ned’s mother was out of the country and that his father was away on business, she called Ned’s step-sister to the office.
She seemed positively giddy about the days events. She told Ms. Jackson that as far as she knew Ned’s mother was gone for weeks at a time and Ned has a babysitter at the moment because “he doesn’t like staying at our house.”
Becky gave the impression that neither one of Ned’s parents could be bothered to get too worked up about all this.
“Do you think we could call your mom to come get Ned? Maybe he could stay at your place at least for the weekend?”
Becky’s eyes lit up at the suggestion and she volunteered to call her mom.
The side of the call Ms. Jackson could hear was full of phrases like “funniest thing ever, I laughed so hard, you can’t believe how small it is, no clothes, just a towel…” and on and on it went with intermittent laughter.
When she got off, she said “Mom’s on the way.”
When she told Ned that his stepmother was on the way, he was not pleased. He told the principal that he’d rather just go home.
“Well you can’t go home like that can you? You’ll be better off having family to take care of you.”
“She never has before,” muttered Ned.
This statement was born out when Ned’s stepmother, Claire, arrived without any clothes for him.
Principal Jackson saw Claire’s arrival through her glass window and took a deep breath.
This was her one shot.
When this practically naked boy had first been ushered into her office, it quickly became apparent the McNally clan was knee deep in whatever was going on here. Her first thought was “fire Moon and expel his sisters”, but as they spun their ridiculous stories about how they were only trying to help and that Ned was an exhibitionist who kept streaking and exposing himself, she started to see a possible way out and realized that in fact, she needed the McNally’s on her side.
And now, as she watched Claire look at her towel clad stepson more with amusement than sympathy, her confidence grew. She started by apologizing. “I wish he’d come to me sooner, I’m sorry for your families embarrassment,” etc.
And then she started to steer things in a different direction. “It’s odd that he didn’t get help from a teacher, in fact, he seemed to avoid them. It was even odder that he had a towel sometimes and other times he didn’t,” suggesting perhaps that Ned was the one in charge here.
The fact that at one point his hands had been tied behind his back was simply ignored.
Ms. Jackson couldn’t help but notice that every time a particularly embarrassing moment for Ned was described, Claire’s eyes would light up and her mood which was already good, would improve. So out came descriptions of Ned swinging on the rope butt naked, Ned running around outside in just a jock strap, Ned streaking in the auditorium, and ahem, maybe getting a little too excited in the cafeteria. She even showed Claire some carefully cropped cctv footage. Claire asked her to play some parts two or three times and even asked if there was a way she could get a copy.
As they laughed and bonded over the clip where Ned was shifting from foot to foot while Ms. Johnson lectured him, Principal Jackson assured Claire that no one wanted to press charges.
“Press charges!?” Asked a suddenly sober Claire.
“Exactly,” said Jackson. “Was Ned at fault? The school? Both? Probably no way to know for sure.”
And here she slid a piece of paper in front of Claire.
“Listen, I want to sleep tonight, you want to sleep tonight. This is a boiler plate legal form that we keep on file. It is an agreement that neither of us will take legal action. Just like that, it will be like none of this ever happened.”
“Oh that would be a shame, then I wouldn’t get my CD” laughed Claire as she took the pen Principal Jackson offered and signed the form.
“One final thing,” said Jackson, “there were some students who really put their necks out trying to help Ned, and well, I just think it would be nice if he would thank them for all they did.”
Ned sat outside the principals office while she was in conference with Claire. Periodically he would hear bursts of laughter. This came as no surprise to Ned. “No doubt she is loving this,” he thought. They seemed to be wrapping things up when the principal pressed a button on her desk and spoke into a microphone. It was strange, Ned could hear her from the other side of the glass a little bit, but could hear her loud and clear over the PA system.
“Would Moon, Shannon, and Patty McNally please report to the principal’s office.”
It was a strange site, but one that Ned was getting used to. The McNally clan was standing in front of him while he stood there in a towel while other adults treated it as normal(ish).
Ned thanked Moon first, playing it straight, because he figured the sanity train had left the station a long time ago.
With both Patty and Shannon he was not able to meet their eyes as he thanked them. Both girls said that they were happy to help and each gave him a little peck on the cheek.
The kisses caused a quick and sudden erection, but fortunately for Ned, no one else noticed, because, well it was still to small to disturb the towel that covered him.
Ned sat up front on the drive to Claire’s, wondering what clothes if any he had over there.
His thoughts were disturbed by the buzzing of Claire’s phone. The screen on the dashboard showed that it was a call from Becky.
She punched a button on the console and said “hello dear.”
“Hi Mom, how’s Little Ned doing?”
Claire looked over at Ned and chuckled. “He’s doing fine. I’m thinking maybe we’ll drive through Chick-Fil-A and get milkshakes.”
Becky laughed and said, “Oh you totally should! Hey is it okay if Rachel and Lauren spend the night tonight?”
“Of course dear, I’m sure Ned would appreciate the company after all he’s been through.”
“Thanks Mom!” Before Becky disconnected the call, Ned could hear her say, “she said yes,” and then he heard squeals of delight, no doubt from Rachel and Lauren.
God he hoped he had clothes over there!
As she was leaving school, Annie Carter had approached Jenny with a proposition. There was a party Saturday night, and she desperately wanted Ned there for a repeat performance.
Annie figured the only chance they had of getting him there was if she, Jenny, asked Ned to go to the party with her.
“All she had to do was get him there,” Annie said, “she would take care of the rest.”
Jenny had told her “no” of course, but Annie asked her to think about it, and now she was.
Jenny lay in bed replaying the day. While she initially felt sorry for Ned, the excitement and joy she had felt witnessing his humiliation ultimately won out. As she closed her eyes and pictured the scenes of the day, she too started to think that an encore performance might be a lot of fun.
“Better hurry” said Shannon, whipping the towel off of Ned and giving him a shove towards the throng of students.
“NO,” shouted Ned who managed to grab a corner of the towel before it was whisked away.
He was holding it with all his might as a sort of tug o war with Shannon ensued.
Ned was winning too, because Shannon was laughing so hard, but then Moon intervened and wrested the towel from Ned’s grasp.
“The Moon giveth and the Moon taketh away,” he said as he held the towel out of reach.
By now Ned was engulfed by students. He covered himself with his hands as best he could and tried to shoulder his way through, keeping his eyes to the ground.
He was actually making pretty good progress when someone grabbed his arm and brought him to a complete stop.
“Ned, Ned Hayes, is that you!?”
Ned looked up and new he was in trouble, it was Cindy Walters, his next door neighbor.
“Well what do we have here,” she asked with an ever widening grin and a little chuckle.
Cindy and Ned had been friends when he and his mother first moved in next door.
But as Cindy grew wilder, and straight laced Ned did not, they drifted apart.
Cindy’s mother adored Ned and always chided her for not being more “like Ned.”
In fact, last month, she had insisted that Cindy invite Ned to the party she was having.
Reluctantly, Cindy did and much to her dismay, Ned accepted.
He regretted it the minute he got there. He stood out in his polo shirt and khaki shorts.
The party was in Cindy’s basement and it basically consisted of drinking and making out. Ned busied himself doing neither. Sodom and Gomorrah came to his mind.
He was sitting in a chair scrolling on his phone when Cindy and some random guy were going at it on the couch directly in front of him. Cindy was obviously very drunk. While the guy buried his face in Cindy’s neck, she stared over his head at Ned and gave him a wicked smile.
When she was sure she had his attention, she spread her legs so that he could see her underwear. As Ned’s eyes widened, she let out a laugh.
She then grabbed the boys face and kissed him sloppily, grabbed his hand and guided it under her skirt, all the while watching Ned.
Ned, mouth now wide open to match his eyes, leapt up and started to walk away, but awkwardly had to adjust himself first. He stumbled a bit as he headed for the stairs.
He could hear Cindy laughingly call out to him, see you later perv.
When he got upstairs, it was obvious to Cindy’s mom that he was upset. It was also painfully obvious that he was aroused. She asked him what was wrong, but he just kept his head down and ran right out the front door.
Her plan had been to not interfere with Cindy’s party, but when Ned left in such a state, she felt the need to investigate.
Unfortunately, as she headed down the stairs, the first thing she saw was that boy’s hand under her daughter’s skirt. That ended that party.
Although it wasn’t really Ned’s fault that Cindy’s party was ruined, she was convinced that he had ratted her out to her mother and ruined her party.
And now she had a naked and panicked looking Ned in her grip.
“Well, well if it isn’t little Ned. What’s the hurry Ned?
Did you know you’re not wearing any clothes? Whatcha hiding there buddy, and with that she slapped at Ned’s one arm that he was using to cover himself.”
“You know this kid?” the girls standing next to Cindy asked. Actually, she was one of many girls who had formed a circle around Ned. And to add insult to injury, they all towered over him.
“Oh I sure do. This perv is my neighbor. As a matter of fact one time I caught him staring at me and playing with himself while I was making o, ugh, I mean while I was changing clothes. He was staring at me through my window!”
“Oh wow, did you punish him?” One of the girls asked. “I would have spanked his ass but good.”
“You know I should have.”
“No time like the present,” another girl said.
“You’re right,” laughed Cindy giving Ned a hard slap on his left butt cheek.
Encouraged by “oohs” and laughter, Cindy did it again and then again.
Ned tried to defend against the blows by moving his one free hand to block her, exposing once again his little penis and balls. This elicited even more laughter than the spankings had.
“What is going on here!?”
Everyone stopped and turned.
“Young man, where are your clothes!?”
Cindy and the rest of the crowd melted away and Ned found himself face to face with yet another teacher.
“I, they, in the gym, going to see the principal,” Ned sputtered.
She looked at him as if it was only slightly odd that he was naked.
She, was Ms. Johnson and she was an attractive woman who tried hard not to be.
She was in her early 40’s and wore her black hair in a short bob. She wore glasses that were almost but not quite cat’s eye glasses and she actually had one of those chains attached to them so that they could hang from her neck when she wasn’t using them. She wore a black sweater that she used to hide the fact that she had breasts and it was long enough to cover her butt lest her pants be too revealing.
It didn’t used to be this way. Four years ago she was the “hot” teacher. She had liked to show off her cleavage and wore tight skirts to accentuate her ass.
But Mark Hayes and his buddies had put a stop to that. It happened, in fact, just a week or so after the Moon McNally incident.
They would sit in the back of her class and make lewd comments, mostly about her.
They called her cleavage “the black hole,” because they were sure it was so deep that things that went down there might never be seen again.
One day, Mark tried to goad a boy who was eating Skittles to see if he could toss one down Ms. Johnson’s cleavage. The boy laughed and of course refused.
Mark grabbed the bag and told one of his friends to start recording.
Ms. Johnson was sitting at her desk while her students were working at theirs. Mark strode up to her desk, ostensibly to ask her a question, fake trips and stumbles into her desk, dumping the bag of skittles down the front of her blouse. Many of them fall into the black hole, some bounce off her breasts onto the desk and two, one red and one blue affix themselves to her right breast.
Mark feigns horror at what he has done, like a waitress spilling a drink on a customer, but eventually, he gives his teacher a shit eating grin and asks her if he can retrieve them.
She sent him to the office, of course and absolutely nothing happened to him, of course.
Over the next few days, bags of Skittles would randomly appear on her desk.
It was not too long after that that she started to dress more conservatively.
And now here she was, face to face with another member of the Hayes clan, and she was going to enjoy having the upper hand.
She couldn’t quite keep a little twinkle out of her eye as she assessed the current situation.
“You want to start over,” she said, “I din’t catch any of that.”
Ned was a bit stunned that she hadn’t pulled him into her now empty classroom or told the other students to disperse. In fact, they were closing in again.
Ned was just about to try again when he was interrupted by a loud voice.
“Oh there you are!”
It was Moon, once again wrapping the towel around Ned’ waist, eliciting “boos” from the crowd.
“Mr McNally,” Mrs Johnson said, “I might have known you’d have something to do with this.”
“Oh not me, ma’am, I’m just trying to get him to the principal’s office.”
“Uh huh, and its just a coincidence that the boy that had something similar to this happen to him,” and with that she waved a hand at Ned’s nakedness, “is helping him now.”
“Exactly ma’am.”
“Yeah right. Let’s just find Principal Jackson for you.”
She walked back to her desk and grabbed her walkie.
“Johnson to office. Is Jackson there?”
A voice came back: “Not here.”
“Any idea where she is?”
“Not really. Cafeteria maybe?”
“Okay, thanks.”
If it had been any other kid, she probably would have taken them to the principal’s office herself, found them something to wear and instructed the secretary to find the principal, stat!
But this wasn’t just any kid, this was a Hayes, so instead, she set down her walkie and turned to Moon and said, “alright, take him to the cafeteria.”
“What, No!” yelled Ned.
“Yes ma’am,” said Moon who guided Ned away before she changed her mind, although there was never any danger of that.
The principal as it were, was in the bathroom.
As they walked down the hall, Patty, Shannon and Moon were all talking excitedly as if Ned wasn’t even there.
“Well this is a bonus,” Patty said.
“I know,” replied Shannon, “what are we going to do?”
“I guess we just throw him in there and see if his bad luck holds,” laughed Moon.
“Who has lunch now?” Asked Shannon.
“The same group we started with in the gym,” Patty said, laughing at Ned as his eyes went wide.
“Homecoming,” laughed Shannon.
The cafeteria was abuzz with excitement. Everyone was talking about Ned. The girls had shared with the boys exactly what had gone down in their gym. They laughed as they told them about Ned holding onto the rope with his butt exposed and all the back and forth regarding the skirt.
Many of the girls were just hearing about the skirt being ripped off before Ned was tossed out and were surprised to hear that he hadn’t shown up back at the boy’s gym.
Where was Ned? That was the question on everyone’s mind.
Was he hiding behind a bush somewhere, was he running through town in just a shirt and a jock strap? There was even a rumor that he had streaked in front of the group over at the auditorium.
And then the texts started. Indeed, there was video, lots of video of Ned streaking in the auditorium.
Jenny had such mixed emotions. She felt sorry for Ned, of course, but this was also so exciting!
It was incredible to see Ned’s naked butt like that and she was kind of sorry to have missed out on the whole “skirt” episode. She knew Ned liked her and felt somehow that this should have entitled her to a front row seat to whatever was going on. And God, these videos were hilarious. Still, it would have been nice to have been there in person!
The cafeteria was just off the Senior wing, down a long hallway and only had one entrance. As they approached, Ned was of course relieved of his towel.
“In you go Ned,” said Moon.
“No way,” said Ned.
Moon sighed, “Ned, Ned, Ned, you should know by now, we’ll just throw you in if you don’t cooperate.”
“Fine,” said Ned, “I’d rather you throw me in than have my classmates think I’d walk in there on my own.”
“I see your point,” said Moon. “Okay, Shannon grab his other arm.”
“Wait,” said Patty. She started to talk and then had a giggling fit.
Both Moon and Shannon smiled. They had no idea what Patty was about to say, but they knew her well enough to know they were going to like it.
“Ned, if you don’t want to go in right away, that’s fine,” she said.
“Maybe you’d like a kiss for luck first. I’m happy to give you one,” she cooed. “How about you Shannon, would you be willing to give Ned a kiss as well?”
“Oh I’d love that,” she said, playing with her hair as she gave Ned a coquettish look.
“Would you like that Ned,” she asked as she licked her lips and unbuttoned a button on her blouse revealing a hint of a lacy bra and the slightest bit of cleavage.
“You can touch them if you want to Ned.”
Ned’s penis bounced and his eyes got wide.
“It’s okay Ned,” Patty said, “if you don’t want to go in now, we can wait until your, well, more excited by the idea.”
Ned’s inner voice screamed for him to run into the cafeteria. He knew Patty wasn’t bluffing, but his legs wouldn’t move. He just couldn’t bring himself to voluntarily as it were, walk naked into the cafeteria. He hoped against hope, that his fear would keep an erection at bay.
But no, as promised Patty gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Then Shannon, a bit more skilled, gave him a soft slow lingering kiss.
Patty looked down and could see that they were close. She grabbed Ned’s hand and placed it on her right breast. She held it there with her hand and guided it back and forth and even helped Ned to squeeze a bit.
“Bingo,” yelled Shannon.
Ned looked down in a panic, fear or no fear, he was hard.
And just like that, the cafeteria door was flung open and Ned was shoved inside.
He couldn’t cover himself immediately because he had to keep himself from falling down.
But as soon as he could, he struck the classic pose, hunched over with his hands between his legs. He hoped no one had seen, but the best he could really hope for was that not everyone had seen. It didn’t help when someone pointed and shouted out, “Look, it’s Naked Ned!!”
“And he’s got a boner!”
He locked eyes with Jenny and could tell she had seen. She was trying to stifle a laugh with little success.
He saw Annie who was doubled over with laughter and then he scanned the whole room and saw that everyone was laughing and pointing.
If there was a teacher in here, they weren’t making themselves known.
Ned turned around in hopes of exiting the way he came in, but the doors wouldn’t budge.
He pushed as hard as he could which made his butt jiggle, which brought on another wave of laughter. And once again, the contrast between tanned legs and back with a glowing white butt didn’t help his cause.
Suddenly Ned felt hands and turned to see the boy who had started all of this with the false accusation and three of his friends. They grabbed Ned and hoisted him over their heads chanting “Ned, Ned, Ned!” Soon the rest of the room joined in.
When they set him down, he was abashed to find that he was still hard. A new chant of “jerk it off” started until suddenly, someone yelled, “WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE!?
It was the principal.
Ned sat just outside the principals office wrapped once again in a towel. He had been transported here from the cafeteria with just a large dish rag for covering. A janitor was dispatched to retrieve Ned’s clothes, but when he found $60 dollars in Ned’s jeans, he pocketed the cash threw Ned’s clothes away and reported back that they could not be found, so a gym towel was the best they could do. Never mind that there was a cabinet full of lost and found clothing just a few yards away.
Ms. Jackson, who was in her second year as principal, was sitting at her desk staring at Ned on the other side of the glass. She had pieced most of the story together and her first thought, was “well I’m out of a job.”
Between her teacher’s incompetence and what would no doubt be a pair of furious parents demanding her head on a platter, she figured she was indeed toast.
But now, she was seeing a sliver of hope.
When she found out that Ned’s mother was out of the country and that his father was away on business, she called Ned’s step-sister to the office.
She seemed positively giddy about the days events. She told Ms. Jackson that as far as she knew Ned’s mother was gone for weeks at a time and Ned has a babysitter at the moment because “he doesn’t like staying at our house.”
Becky gave the impression that neither one of Ned’s parents could be bothered to get too worked up about all this.
“Do you think we could call your mom to come get Ned? Maybe he could stay at your place at least for the weekend?”
Becky’s eyes lit up at the suggestion and she volunteered to call her mom.
The side of the call Ms. Jackson could hear was full of phrases like “funniest thing ever, I laughed so hard, you can’t believe how small it is, no clothes, just a towel…” and on and on it went with intermittent laughter.
When she got off, she said “Mom’s on the way.”
When she told Ned that his stepmother was on the way, he was not pleased. He told the principal that he’d rather just go home.
“Well you can’t go home like that can you? You’ll be better off having family to take care of you.”
“She never has before,” muttered Ned.
This statement was born out when Ned’s stepmother, Claire, arrived without any clothes for him.
Principal Jackson saw Claire’s arrival through her glass window and took a deep breath.
This was her one shot.
When this practically naked boy had first been ushered into her office, it quickly became apparent the McNally clan was knee deep in whatever was going on here. Her first thought was “fire Moon and expel his sisters”, but as they spun their ridiculous stories about how they were only trying to help and that Ned was an exhibitionist who kept streaking and exposing himself, she started to see a possible way out and realized that in fact, she needed the McNally’s on her side.
And now, as she watched Claire look at her towel clad stepson more with amusement than sympathy, her confidence grew. She started by apologizing. “I wish he’d come to me sooner, I’m sorry for your families embarrassment,” etc.
And then she started to steer things in a different direction. “It’s odd that he didn’t get help from a teacher, in fact, he seemed to avoid them. It was even odder that he had a towel sometimes and other times he didn’t,” suggesting perhaps that Ned was the one in charge here.
The fact that at one point his hands had been tied behind his back was simply ignored.
Ms. Jackson couldn’t help but notice that every time a particularly embarrassing moment for Ned was described, Claire’s eyes would light up and her mood which was already good, would improve. So out came descriptions of Ned swinging on the rope butt naked, Ned running around outside in just a jock strap, Ned streaking in the auditorium, and ahem, maybe getting a little too excited in the cafeteria. She even showed Claire some carefully cropped cctv footage. Claire asked her to play some parts two or three times and even asked if there was a way she could get a copy.
As they laughed and bonded over the clip where Ned was shifting from foot to foot while Ms. Johnson lectured him, Principal Jackson assured Claire that no one wanted to press charges.
“Press charges!?” Asked a suddenly sober Claire.
“Exactly,” said Jackson. “Was Ned at fault? The school? Both? Probably no way to know for sure.”
And here she slid a piece of paper in front of Claire.
“Listen, I want to sleep tonight, you want to sleep tonight. This is a boiler plate legal form that we keep on file. It is an agreement that neither of us will take legal action. Just like that, it will be like none of this ever happened.”
“Oh that would be a shame, then I wouldn’t get my CD” laughed Claire as she took the pen Principal Jackson offered and signed the form.
“One final thing,” said Jackson, “there were some students who really put their necks out trying to help Ned, and well, I just think it would be nice if he would thank them for all they did.”
Ned sat outside the principals office while she was in conference with Claire. Periodically he would hear bursts of laughter. This came as no surprise to Ned. “No doubt she is loving this,” he thought. They seemed to be wrapping things up when the principal pressed a button on her desk and spoke into a microphone. It was strange, Ned could hear her from the other side of the glass a little bit, but could hear her loud and clear over the PA system.
“Would Moon, Shannon, and Patty McNally please report to the principal’s office.”
It was a strange site, but one that Ned was getting used to. The McNally clan was standing in front of him while he stood there in a towel while other adults treated it as normal(ish).
Ned thanked Moon first, playing it straight, because he figured the sanity train had left the station a long time ago.
With both Patty and Shannon he was not able to meet their eyes as he thanked them. Both girls said that they were happy to help and each gave him a little peck on the cheek.
The kisses caused a quick and sudden erection, but fortunately for Ned, no one else noticed, because, well it was still to small to disturb the towel that covered him.
Ned sat up front on the drive to Claire’s, wondering what clothes if any he had over there.
His thoughts were disturbed by the buzzing of Claire’s phone. The screen on the dashboard showed that it was a call from Becky.
She punched a button on the console and said “hello dear.”
“Hi Mom, how’s Little Ned doing?”
Claire looked over at Ned and chuckled. “He’s doing fine. I’m thinking maybe we’ll drive through Chick-Fil-A and get milkshakes.”
Becky laughed and said, “Oh you totally should! Hey is it okay if Rachel and Lauren spend the night tonight?”
“Of course dear, I’m sure Ned would appreciate the company after all he’s been through.”
“Thanks Mom!” Before Becky disconnected the call, Ned could hear her say, “she said yes,” and then he heard squeals of delight, no doubt from Rachel and Lauren.
God he hoped he had clothes over there!
As she was leaving school, Annie Carter had approached Jenny with a proposition. There was a party Saturday night, and she desperately wanted Ned there for a repeat performance.
Annie figured the only chance they had of getting him there was if she, Jenny, asked Ned to go to the party with her.
“All she had to do was get him there,” Annie said, “she would take care of the rest.”
Jenny had told her “no” of course, but Annie asked her to think about it, and now she was.
Jenny lay in bed replaying the day. While she initially felt sorry for Ned, the excitement and joy she had felt witnessing his humiliation ultimately won out. As she closed her eyes and pictured the scenes of the day, she too started to think that an encore performance might be a lot of fun.
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Re: Naked Ned and the Opposite of Karma
"She had liked to show off her cleavage"
I was at a CFNM party one time when another guy told a woman she was showing too much cleavage. The best part is when he told her that he was totally naked with his erection a foot away from her. He was right though, women should not expose themselves to males they do not know but the males should be naked as often as possible.
Looking forward to Ned getting more exposure, a LOT more and with a lot more girls seeing him but ditch the towel. Hands behind his back is good so he can not cover. Keep his naked genitals in sight for all to see.
I was at a CFNM party one time when another guy told a woman she was showing too much cleavage. The best part is when he told her that he was totally naked with his erection a foot away from her. He was right though, women should not expose themselves to males they do not know but the males should be naked as often as possible.
Looking forward to Ned getting more exposure, a LOT more and with a lot more girls seeing him but ditch the towel. Hands behind his back is good so he can not cover. Keep his naked genitals in sight for all to see.
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Re: Naked Ned and the Opposite of Karma
Awesome story. I loved it! Can't wait to hear what happens next.Ned Hayes was sitting on the beach for the fifth day in a row. He wasn’t so much bored as he was frustrated. Here he was, 18 years old, alone on a beach during Spring Break.
His mother and her latest boyfriend were off doing whatever it was they were doing. Sex or shopping was his best guess. So here he sat, watching a parade of ridiculously hot women stroll past. Sure, some were in their twenties or thirties, but he knew some of them had to be his age. But as much as he stared at all of them, not one gave him a second glance.
And why would they? At 5’ 6” with a body that lacked any real definition, he didn’t exactly stand out.
He thought about his brother Mark, all 6’ of him, in his last year of college, probably on another beach somewhere, with beautiful women just lining up to sleep with him. The fact that Mark was an asshole didn’t ever seem to be a factor in his ability to attract women.
Mark had been 5’ 6” his sophomore year of high school, but a couple of growth spurts had him at 5’11” by the time he graduated high school.
Ned had been 5’4” as a sophomore, 5’ 5” as a junior and now, 5’6” as a senior. At this rate he might hit 6’ when he graduated…from college.
And he thought about Becky, his stepsister and her two friends Rachel and Lauren. He could be on yet another beach with them and his Dad and stepmom Claire right now, but that had it’s own drawbacks. First of all, Becky and her pals treated him like he was three years younger than they were even though they were the same age. True or not, he was sure that this was because of his height.
His father, constantly chided him for not being tougher, more of a man, like his brother. And his stepmother enjoyed demeaning him, seeing him as a stand in for his mother, whom she did not get along with.
So no, that beach would be no better than this one. Oh well, he couldn’t deny he was getting a killer tan.
As Ned sat on that beach watching all the beautiful, practically naked ladies walk by, he had just one wish, that before the school year ended, at least one girl would see him naked and be happy with what she saw.
Ned’s wish would soon be granted, a hundred times over.
“Moon McNally,” oh how he used to hate that name.
Spring break for Moon certainly didn’t involve any beaches.
Just double shifts in the kitchen of his uncle’s restaurant along with his two kid sisters, who both waitressed there, like him, every spring break and summer to make as much money as they could to help out their mother with rent and expenses.
He was an assistant coach now, but he’d carried that name ever since his senior year of high school. For Moon, college had never been an option. Nobody in his family ever gave college a thought, because it was not affordable and not practical.
Yep, he came from a poor family that attended a school chocked full of well to do families.
That is why even now, it bothered him so much that he had been picked on way back then.
And his had not been a random selection. No, those kids knew there might be repercussions, but the calculation was made that if their victim was a poor kid, a scholarship kid, well that kid would have no power to do anything about it.
And they were right.
It was late in the school year on what was called, appropriately enough, “Senior Day.”
In May, the Seniors had a “Fun Day,” off campus, so “Senior Day” in late April was essentially a make up day for that day, held on a day when the other three grades were off.
The senior class was divided up into four groups for four different activities. For one group it was a dull as dirt discussion on the dangers of Social Media. This lecture was held in the auditorium.
For another it was a forum on sexual harassment, #me too, and gender rules and roles. This lecture was incorporated into PE and was held in the two gyms, first for the boys and then for the girls. For yet another group it was a forum on how to survive college and how to get and keep a job. This was held in individual classrooms, not as a group. Finally, there was a lunch/free period added to the rotation.
The senior class consisted of 528 students, so approximately 130 students per group.
When Moon, Bobby, it was still Bobby back then, was called to the Principals office he thought it was to get some satisfaction, to see those other kids punished.
The room was crowded. His mother was there, father long out of the picture. And then there were the four other Seniors and their parents.
Two of the dads were busy tapping on their phones and a third was actually having a conversation on his, holding up a finger to the group as if to say “just give me a minute.”
The principal explained to Bobby, that the four perpetrators were very, very sorry.
“They also would like to apologize to you right now, individually,” he said. He put special emphasis on the word individually, as if he was really laying down the law here.
The two girls went first and told Bobby how truly sorry they were. And to anyone listening, they sounded sincere, but Bobby could see a sparkle in their eyes that belied their apologies.
The first boy mumbled out a quick “sorry” that made the principal role his eyes and sigh.
The second boy stood up and strode over to Bobby and using the nickname that was already taking hold, smiled and said, “Sorry Moon porn. Sorry that we stripped off your gym shorts and tossed you out of the gym causing you to moon half the school. It brought joy to a lot of people though, so I hope you can get over it.”
The two girls giggled a bit at this as this last boy stuck out his hand for Bobby to shake.
Bobby just stared at him until the boys father asked, “okay, are we done here?”
And indeed they were. Those four students went on to the Ivy leagues and Bobby acquired a new nickname.
The boy who gave that last apology was Mark Hayes and the father who had raised his finger while on a call and asked if they were done, was, of course, Mark’s father.
Senior day, four years later.
While some of the teachers remained, the entire administration had turned over.
Moon had worked a few different jobs since graduating from High School, but this year he had landed himself a job right back here as an assistant coach/PE instructor.
Mark Hayes was about to graduate from Yale or Princeton or wherever.
His parents had divorced and his little brother Ned lived with his mother and was now himself a senior at the same High School.
It had been a good year for Moon, but whenever he saw Senior Day on a calendar, he experienced a little PTSD. Sure it had been four years, but Moon couldn’t let it go, the humiliation festered.
When he came across the name Ned Hayes on his class roster that first day of school, his mind immediately went to Senior Day and a chance for retribution
Moon’s twin sisters, though not identical twins, Shannon and Patty were also seniors this year. They were a close knit family and Moon enjoyed seeing them everyday. Shannon was the athlete, 5’9”, muscular and a star volleyball player. Patty, a bit shorter at 5’7” had a more buxom figure. Shannon was dirty blond, while Patty’s red hair was hard to miss.
When the “incident” had happened, they had teased Moon mercilessly for months, but eventually let it go. And now, they were all too eager to help him extract some revenge!
Senior year of high school had been all right for Ned Hayes. He hated that so many girls were taller than he was. Annie Carter had asked him to go to a party this coming weekend and he had turned her down for no other reason than she was a couple inches taller than he was.
That might have been why he had such a crush on Jenny Adams. She was cute and an inch shorter than he was. But she was also cute enough to be popular and attract the attention of lots of boys, boys who were way cooler than he was.
He’d worried about his step sister Becky when the school year began. She was also a senior this year and he was constantly on guard for the teasing that came his way from her and her friends. The teasing had been relentless when her mom and his dad first got married. He had to stay at their house whenever his mom went out of town, which was a lot, and inevitably Becky would host slumber parties on those nights, and “pick on Ned” was always one of the night’s main activities. An activity his step mother encouraged.
But at school, Becky, Rachel and Lauren mostly just ignored him.
So on this Senior Day, he was feeling pretty good as he stood in line to file into the boy’s gym, especially since he had just spied Jenny in line to enter the girl’s gym. He waved at her and got a smile and a wave back! He hadn’t even noticed Annie, a few girls back, glowering at him.
He was distracted by yelling to his right and turned to see one of the other groups filing into the Auditorium for their assembly. He saw Becky and her cohort, but as usual, they just ignored him.
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