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CHAPTER 3
Tami was glad for the support of her friends as she walked to class. This felt very strange. Today was a day of triumph, a day that she had yearned for. Since she first walked naked to class, she had prayed for God to give her clothes and now here she was.
But it is also a day of intense contradictions. She was ecstatic about wearing clothes, of course, but also knew she needed to be careful how she portrayed it to her friends and the school. She figured that gradually she would add more and more clothing to her collection and eventually this would all be forgotten. But for now, until the board made their final decision she had to remain outwardly committed to being a nudist. That meant nude in the room and the dorm and anywhere else she could think of that made sense. Still, she would be clothed more often than not, a luxury for her that had not been there for months.
Tami was thinking about asking for a hat and gloves or a coat like Rebecca and Jen wore but thought better of it. They made no mention of it…it was just assumed that Tami Smithers never wore a coat. After all, she had walked naked through this cold just an hour ago. No, she would have to make due with this for now and this was wonderful.
As she were reading Tami's mind, Jen said, “boy Tami, I'm surprised that you are wearing so many clothes. I thought for sure that you would wear the bare minimum to get by the rules.”
Tami cringed inside, praying that her best friend was not about to find out her secret. Finally she came up with an answer. “Well, since they said I should wear normal clothes, I thought I should be careful about flaunting myself. You know, no skirts or halter tops or anything risqué. They might thing I was taunting them or something.”
“I think you made the right decision Tami,” Rebecca said. “Though I am sure that you would like to thumb your nose and, um, other things, in their direction, better to not get them mad at you while they are still discussing it.”
The trio reached the lobby, virtually unseen. Tami took a deep breath and Jen grabbed her hand. “We're here for you Tami, for moral support,” the girl said. “I know it is going to be hard walking out there with clothes on but we're here for you.”
To Tami, Jen's words seemed strange. She had really needed this support in September when she walked naked in public for the first time. Now she was just wearing clothes like every other girl. But she knew her role and squeezed back.
As soon as they hit the outside, Tami felt it immediately. There was no biting cold snapping at her bare breasts and pussy. Her feet were snug inside the wool socks and sneakers, not pounding directly on the frozen pavement. Again tears came to her eyes and she looked skyward in a thanksgiving prayer. “This is all I ever wanted God. Thank you.”
Rebecca grabbed her other hand. She had caught Tami's prayer and wrongly assumed that she was asking for forgiveness for wearing clothes. “It's alright Tami, God understands.”
The group walked down the path. Right away Tami noticed the stares and the pointing. Oh God, she was still on display, she thought. But at least now no one was seeing her private areas anymore. They were seeing what she chose to see.
“Holy shit, that is Tami, in clothes.” She heard comments like that all along the walk to class. The stares were amazing.
“Tami, what's with the clothes,” one guy asked.
“It's the fucking administration,” Jen replied. “They forced her into clothes.”
“Damn shame if you ask me,” the boy said, his eyes admiring the clothed form he had seen naked for months. Tami closed her eyes, knowing that even in clothes these people knew what was hidden underneath.
Finally the three made it to the building where Tami had her class. “Good luck Tam,” Rebecca said. “We will see this through together okay? You have a lot of friends pulling for you.”
“Thanks,” Tami said, hugging her friend. She noticed how different it was to hug someone without being naked. It felt less intimate.
Tami and Jen continued into the building and Jen walked her to her class. “Want to meet for lunch,” the girl asked. Tami nodded and accepted a peck on the cheek from her roommate as she headed into the classroom.
Pushing the door open, Tami walked into the classroom. She was met by gasps and shocked faces as she walked up the steps towards her regular seat in the back. She chose that seat at the beginning of the year because it kept her from being in everyone's line of vision and if she wanted to she could pretty much cover her breasts, pussy and ass from sight. It was a solid hour without being on display.
“Tami, what the hell,” a girl named Diane asked. Diane had been one of the few other female math majors at the college and had been the only other person who treated Tami well during classes. They weren't exactly friends but Tami liked her.
“What do you mean,” Tami asked. “Oh, you mean the clothes. The administration is forcing me to wear them. I'm pretty pissed but going along with it for now.”
Diane looked at Tami sympathetically before turning to see the professor walk in.
“Good afternoon everyon-whoa, Tami, I didn't expect to see you here like that,” the older man said. “Well, I guess there is a story here but I will wait for a better time. Let's start with the lesson.”
This was getting to be a like an episode of the “Twilight Zone.” People were acting like she was doing something wrong, like they had the first time she appeared in class naked. Instead of blending in, she was still on display.
The class went fine and Tami made her way out, saying goodbye to Diane on the way out. Walking to the dining hall, she heard several people comment on her appearance. When she was naked, Tami seemed to block them out better, expecting comments to be made. Now, wearing clothes, she heard them.
“Man, that girl is such a freak,” one girl walking behind her said. “One minute she's flashing her tits and pussy, showing us everything. Now she's all dressed again. Some nudist.”
“Yeah, she's just a showoff, wanting everyone to see her stuff,” another girl said. “Now I guess people stopped looking so she's back to normal.”
Tami's eyes filled up as she realized that things would never be the same as they were before her five months of nudity. At Campbell-Frank College , in her hometown and within her family, she would always be naked Tami.
“Why God, why are you doing this to me,” she wondered. Then she stopped. What was she doing? She begged to be allowed to wear clothes and now she was regretting it? No, she was not going to allow that. These girls were talking about her anyway when she was naked. Now at least she had some defense against them, she had clothes.
She turned and smiled at the girls walking behind her. She gave a wave, letting them know she heard them but wasn't going to let them bother her and moved along. The look of surprise on their faces was awesome. The timid naked girl they all teased without retribution was firing back now that she was no longer nude.
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