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That night, Emma Watson and her parents watched the news excitedly. Normally Emma didn't care much for the news, but normally Emma's own class wasn't a part of the leading domestic news story.
Billy and Emma's families got together for a dinner of barbecued burgers in the back yard. Taking advantage of the new bylaw, Billy's parents escorted him to Emma's in the nude. After dinner, the two 11-year-olds played catch until sundown, with Billy trying to imitate the pitchers he worshipped.
"We won't be able to do that much longer in this backyard," Emma's father remarked as they wrapped up. "As Emma loves to swim so much, we've decided to use my bonus this year to pay for an in-ground pool."
"Well, if we can swim in your pool, you can play ball in our backyard!" offered Billy's mother. "Better for us, as you're the one paying the cost to install, maintain and fill the beast."
While her husband dealt with taking the trash to the curb, Emma's mother helped her box up her clothes. For now, they'd stay in the basement; they'd have to be sent to a second-hand clothing store probably within the next six months, she realized, when her daughter outgrew them.
Emma had what had to be the best night's sleep ever, as she listened to the overnight rain gently pour. It was so comfortable, her mother had to practically dump her daughter bodily out of bed the next morning.
Billy and Emma walked to school together. Being nude seemed, no it WAS natural. Unlike yesterday, Billy wasn't trying to hide behind his hands anymore.
About midway through morning recess, in the principal's office sat the sorriest sight she'd seen in awhile. She struggled to keep a straight face as she looked at the two bedraggled Grade 3 students muddying up her office floor.
"Now then, how did this start?" she said, trying to strike a balance between gentle and firm. It didn't help that she wanted to double over laughing.
"He pushed me," explained Theresa, while at the same time Josh pointed back and complained, "She teased me."
"He pushed me into the MUD!" squealed the indignant young lady. "Well, she pulled me in after her!"
The principal bit her lower lip. "Enough. Now, I'm going to have to call your parents. You can't stay in those outfits all day."
A quick phone call to the parents led to an indignant squeal from the lady in question as her mother's instructions sank in. Josh took the news stoically when he talked to his father over the phone, but when the principal let Theresa talk to her mother, there was a number of minutes of expostulation, mostly of the, "but in front of a BOY?" variety. The principal made a final call on the now-filthy phone to the school janitor. With a stern, "Stay here. Don't move," the principal dashed across the hall to Mrs. Thompson's class, where the students were returning from recess.
"Julie? Can I borrow two students for the next 15 minutes? I need their assistance with a problem."
Back across the hall, Billy and Emma in tow, she pointed to their younger compatriots. "Take these two little walking mud puddles out back, strip them and wash them with a garden hose." She went into a desk drawer where she stored her soap and shampoo for her after-morning-jogging shower in the staffroom, and handed the shampoo to Emma. "Don't bother to re-dress them. Both parents have decided the loving couple can live with being in the nude for the day." Theresa sulked, and Josh gulped and blushed.
The janitor met them at the back entrance with the hose and a garbage bag. Into the bag went the kids' tops and pants. Even their underwear had been affected by their wrestling. He then went in to mop up the floor where the two had been dragged by their teacher, who happened to be on Recess Duty.
At noon on Thursday, Miss Thompson's presence was requested at the principal's office. She arrived to discover a parent seated opposite the principal, dressed conservatively but expensively, with conservative but expensive jewellery. The wedding rings on her hand were expensive, elegant but not ostentatious. The contrast between her and the two educators, both of whom were wearing runners, ankle socks and minor jewellery, could not have been more strong. The Principal herself had decided to...
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In the hallway, Grandpa Watson stopped everyone. "I'd like to thank you for agreeing to this, Dale, Roger. What do we do now?" "First, we take Melanie home and let her pick out some clothes for the next couple of days. She's not enrolled in Bell Elementary just yet, so she'll need some clothes until we transfer her over." "Thank goodness tomorrow's Friday," sighed Emma's mother. "It gives us time to THINK." "We still have practical day-to-day issues to address. Felicity's...
At the end of Friday, Melanie Watson heard the official word: Monday, she'd be at Sir Alexander Graham Bell Elementary. Her principal and teacher wished her good luck, and all her friends hugged her goodbye. "You're going to Bare Bottom Bell?" they wailed. A few begged her to take them with her. Dale picked first Emma and then Melanie up at the end of school and took them to visit Felicity. Melanie was excited to have her Mom see her report card, and worried about her mom's reaction to...
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The air was filled with sound. The wind was in the trees, the birds chirped, and they could hear the sound of the stream as they neared it… a symphony of sound and delight surrounded them. This was to be a very special day.The walk to the lake was a pleasant one with Jericho and his sexy lady friend holding hands and exchanging banter. Upon arrival, he set the picnic basket down, then removed a thin blanket and spread it out in the shade of a large oak.Straightening up, he turned to find that...
Author’s Notes: This chapter wouldn’t have been possible without my lady love, beta reader Thornfoote and my faithful editor bikoukumori. For your help, support, input and tireless editing passes I offer my thanks. All participants in sexual activities are adults in their respective species. Thick, warm mud sucked at the soles of his feet. The only noises he could hear were the cawing of the crows overhead and the wet, disgusting slurp whenever he pulled his foot from the mud for another...
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-----BEGIN PGP SIGNED MESSAGE----- Tuck in the Mud -*- Copyright 1998 by Ellen Hayes. Any resemblance between the writings in this work, and any actual persons or places, living or dead, are purely coincidental, except when used for satirical purposes. This work contains adult situations, adult language, adult concepts, and possibly sex. If you are legally not allowed to read materials containing such things, then you will be breaking the law by reading this. I am not...
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= = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! This warning is possibly not needed for this particular story, but I am including it because it is needed for most of my stories. If you decide to read other of my stories make sure that you read the disclosures and warnings at the beginning of each story. All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content. All people and events depicted are fictional and any...
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SwingersI want to say in advance that english is not my first language so I’m sorry for any error .Enjoy it! It was the halftime show at Super Bowl 50, I was one of the lucky few to be on the field under the stage .I was dreaming of seeing Beyonce live for ages, I was kind of obsessed with her .I didn’t like her song much but for sure I liked her body and especially her big ass .Seeing her shaking it at like 15 ft from me was absolutely incredible .I was there with a boner just for seeing here dancing...
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Over the years I've had several loving relationships, many of them spanning several years. Luckily I've been able to maintain strong friendships with most of them. My current girlfriend, Megan, is very secure with our relationship and welcoming to anyone wanting to be a part of our inner circle, including my ex-girlfriends. The other factor that's helpful is that Megan and my exes are very similar regarding their interests, and I’m not referring to their sexual interests.For Super Bowl LI...
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I want to say in advance that english is not my first language so I'm sorry for any error .Enjoy it!It was the halftime show at Super Bowl 50, I was one of the lucky few to be on the field under the stage .I was dreaming of seeing Beyonce live for ages, I was kind of obsessed with her .I didn't like her song much but for sure I liked her body and especially her big ass .Seeing her shaking it at like 15 ft from me was absolutely incredible .I was there with a boner just for seeing here dancing...
This story happened during Super Bowl XXII 1988 Washington vs DenverI was a big Denver fan and my husband and his two friends (Gerry and Carl) were rooting for Washington. Gerry and Carl were both divorced so it was just the four of us eating, drinking and watching the pre game. Hubby had always told me that his friends thought I was sexy.So we made a bet that if Denver won they would have to strip for me, and if Washington won I would strip for them. No problem in my mind, I had faith in...