Oh the indignity!
Posted: Fri Aug 30, 2024 4:10 pm
The hot air from the van’s heating vent was blasting against my near naked body, but it was not enough to stave off the shivering cold I was feeling right to my bones.
Over the past 10 minutes or so, I had been pulled out of iced over lake water completely drenching my clothes, only to be stripped, wiped down with beach towel and headed to the back of the van, my modesty only protected by a small beach towel I was using to help keep me warm.
To make matters I could see my cousin Sarah giggle under her breadth as she peered into the rear-view mirror from the front passenger seat. I could barely cover myself. In fact, I am not particularly sure I did. Not that it mattered all that much. Both she and the driver, my Aunt Lisa had already seen as much of me as they needed to. From the rear-view mirror, I could see my cousin wink at me causing me to pull the towel more tightly toward me as I shrunk into the seat
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Lisa and I had been making with her for the week leading up to my stay. We were going to pick up Sarah on Friday afternoon and head to a pond where we would skate with other neighborhood kids It was very cold that day which meant the pond would be set nicely.
When Friday came, we drove to Sarah’s house said hello to Halley, picked up Sarah and headed to the pond.
When we arrived, we saw a bunch of kids skating on the ice. Off to the far end there was a mark in the ice - it was a hole 4 feet in diameter. Upon finding the hole, Lisa insisted we pack up and see a movie instead.
Sarah and I pleaded with her to let us stay. We promised her we would stay far away from that spot. Finally, she gave in but warned us again to stay away from that area. It Was only after we emphatically agreed that she allowed us to skate.
Now, anyone who really knows me, understands I was going to check that hole out. I didn’t start out to. I wanted to be a good boy and listen to my aunt. But I couldn’t help myself. I gradually moved closer to the area. Just a little closer. Too close.
Suddenly the ice gave way from under me, and I plunged into the freezing water. I was completely submerged in the ice-cold water. When the freezing water hit me, I went into shock, not understanding what had happened and where I was. I began to surface only to hit my head on ice.
I was terrified of drowning under the ice. I bobbed down again but luckily when I quickly regained my senses, and here two large adult men lifted me up and helped me to the shore where my aunt and cousin were frantically waiting for me.
“WHAT DID YOU DO???,” my panic-stricken Aunt screamed at me “I told you to stay away from that HOLE!!!” Then “Sarah, help me get him to the car. He is freezing cold, and I am worried about hypothermia!”
They each grabbed me by the arm and began dragging me up the hill toward the car. I could not stop shivering, nor could I stop my teeth from chattering.
“His coat is drenched,” Sara said
“We need to these wet clothes off his body and get him some heat. Go start the car and blast the heater. I will take care of him here”
As Sara turned and ran the car, Lisa turned to me and said “You need to get those clothes off now mister, unless you want to end up in the hospital”
“III cannnnnt. Myy finngerrrs are frozeeeeen. I cannnnt move them” 
“Well than I am just going to have to strip you down myself. Sara, there is a beach towel in the back of the van. Please bring it to me.”
With that she turned to face me, took a deep breath, and began to strip me down. She started with my heavy coat and hat. She struggled to unbutton my flannel shirt and finally gave up and pulled it open ignoring the buttons that flew everywhere. Sara arrived with the towel as Lisa continued to strip me down, pulling the tee shirt over my head.
“Let’s get him into the car”
They both helped me into the car and had me sit on the bench seat as they worked on my shoes and socks, untying them, and pulling them off my feet. My Aunt was all business. Sara is less so. She gave my feet a quick tickle as she pulled off my socks. I looked up in shock only to see her coy smile.
I was now naked from the waist up and shoeless.
Lisa turned to Sara and said, “turn around. I need to take his pants off. You stand up”
And with that Sara giggled and turned away from us, as my aunt pulled my belt off, and lowered wet flannel jeans down to my ankles and off my feet, leaving me only in my tight whites
“Sorry honey, everything has to go” she said.
Over the past 10 minutes or so, I had been pulled out of iced over lake water completely drenching my clothes, only to be stripped, wiped down with beach towel and headed to the back of the van, my modesty only protected by a small beach towel I was using to help keep me warm.
To make matters I could see my cousin Sarah giggle under her breadth as she peered into the rear-view mirror from the front passenger seat. I could barely cover myself. In fact, I am not particularly sure I did. Not that it mattered all that much. Both she and the driver, my Aunt Lisa had already seen as much of me as they needed to. From the rear-view mirror, I could see my cousin wink at me causing me to pull the towel more tightly toward me as I shrunk into the seat
+++++
Lisa and I had been making with her for the week leading up to my stay. We were going to pick up Sarah on Friday afternoon and head to a pond where we would skate with other neighborhood kids It was very cold that day which meant the pond would be set nicely.
When Friday came, we drove to Sarah’s house said hello to Halley, picked up Sarah and headed to the pond.
When we arrived, we saw a bunch of kids skating on the ice. Off to the far end there was a mark in the ice - it was a hole 4 feet in diameter. Upon finding the hole, Lisa insisted we pack up and see a movie instead.
Sarah and I pleaded with her to let us stay. We promised her we would stay far away from that spot. Finally, she gave in but warned us again to stay away from that area. It Was only after we emphatically agreed that she allowed us to skate.
Now, anyone who really knows me, understands I was going to check that hole out. I didn’t start out to. I wanted to be a good boy and listen to my aunt. But I couldn’t help myself. I gradually moved closer to the area. Just a little closer. Too close.
Suddenly the ice gave way from under me, and I plunged into the freezing water. I was completely submerged in the ice-cold water. When the freezing water hit me, I went into shock, not understanding what had happened and where I was. I began to surface only to hit my head on ice.
I was terrified of drowning under the ice. I bobbed down again but luckily when I quickly regained my senses, and here two large adult men lifted me up and helped me to the shore where my aunt and cousin were frantically waiting for me.
“WHAT DID YOU DO???,” my panic-stricken Aunt screamed at me “I told you to stay away from that HOLE!!!” Then “Sarah, help me get him to the car. He is freezing cold, and I am worried about hypothermia!”
They each grabbed me by the arm and began dragging me up the hill toward the car. I could not stop shivering, nor could I stop my teeth from chattering.
“His coat is drenched,” Sara said
“We need to these wet clothes off his body and get him some heat. Go start the car and blast the heater. I will take care of him here”
As Sara turned and ran the car, Lisa turned to me and said “You need to get those clothes off now mister, unless you want to end up in the hospital”
“III cannnnnt. Myy finngerrrs are frozeeeeen. I cannnnt move them” 
“Well than I am just going to have to strip you down myself. Sara, there is a beach towel in the back of the van. Please bring it to me.”
With that she turned to face me, took a deep breath, and began to strip me down. She started with my heavy coat and hat. She struggled to unbutton my flannel shirt and finally gave up and pulled it open ignoring the buttons that flew everywhere. Sara arrived with the towel as Lisa continued to strip me down, pulling the tee shirt over my head.
“Let’s get him into the car”
They both helped me into the car and had me sit on the bench seat as they worked on my shoes and socks, untying them, and pulling them off my feet. My Aunt was all business. Sara is less so. She gave my feet a quick tickle as she pulled off my socks. I looked up in shock only to see her coy smile.
I was now naked from the waist up and shoeless.
Lisa turned to Sara and said, “turn around. I need to take his pants off. You stand up”
And with that Sara giggled and turned away from us, as my aunt pulled my belt off, and lowered wet flannel jeans down to my ankles and off my feet, leaving me only in my tight whites
“Sorry honey, everything has to go” she said.
