Amy the Exhibitionist Ch. 17

After getting him to promise that he would use the videos only for his research, and not pass them to anyone else, I agreed and gave him the IP address of the camera that had been in Kailene's room and asked him to phone me when he had got his PC set-up. I got the camera out of my wardrobe and set it up in a position where he'd be able to see most of my room, including the bed.

I was going to experience the same exposure and feelings that Kailene had.

I suddenly had an idea; I checked the wireless webcam and confirmed that it could run on batteries. What if I took it with me wherever I went and set it up there? I would be able to let Dan spy on (sorry, observe), other girls as well. I phoned Ben who told me that it if I took it outside of the universities wifi network it would need to be reconfigured. He also reminded me that it wouldn't be right setting it up to spy on people without them agreeing to it.

I knew Ben was right; my enthusiasm had got the better of me for a moment; but I could use it at NEWPS events. The Tuesday evening Gym cheerleading practices would be real wanking material for Dan.

I hadn't seen much of Ben since I'd got back so I asked him when he was going to come and fuck me. I told him that I'd missed the feeling of his cock inside me.

Ben

Ben came over that evening; shortly after Dan phoned me to tell me that his PC was all setup. Everything that anyone did in my room was getting recorded. That excited me a bit.

Ben started taking his clothes off just as soon as he walked in the door. I pointed to the camera, but Ben just said, "So what!"

We had a really satisfying fuck and then lay on my bed bringing each other up to date. I told him all about Greece. Before I'd even got half way through the details, we needed to fuck again. The thought that Dan was watching made me even more randy.

Ben briefly told me about his Easter holidays, his university project and his time at our parents. He told me that he'd taken Katie out a few times when he was there. I told him that Katie had already told me and that I was happy for them. Ben assured me that it wouldn't affect our times of pleasure; both Katie and Ben didn't want anything to change with us.

Part-Time Job

I've started this again. When I went in the first time after the Easter break I spent the first hour tell Isabelle all about my babysitting job. The rest of that day was quite boring with nothing exciting happening.

The second day that I worked had an 'interesting' event. Just after lunch a teenage girl came running in. She was naked, crying, and in a bit of a state. She stood in the middle of the store looking very nervous and was looking around the store. I was hanging clothes on a nearby rack. I looked at her, then over to Isabelle who nodded to me, telling me that she wanted me to sort out the problem.

I went over to the girl and put my arm round her. She just said, "Hide me." I walked her into Isabelle's office and sat her down. She sat with her knees up a bit and her arms crossed over her chest. She was obviously upset about something.

I told her that she was safe in there and that she could relax. I put the kettle on. The girl asked me to check to see if anyone had followed her into the shop. I reminded her that she was safe there, but she insisted, so I went and looked. I went over to Isabelle and told her that the girl thought that she was followed. Isabelle confirmed that there were no security guards in the store, nor anyone suspicious looking. Isabelle told me to take my time and sort the problem.

I went back to the girl and told her that there were only normal customers there. I asked her what her name was (Rosaline) and told her my name.

Rosaline relaxed a bit and started to tell me that she was in the shopping centre with 2 of her mates. They'd all gone into the toilet and her mates had dared her to strip naked and come out of the cubicle. She'd taken the dare and then her mates had grabbed her clothes, told her that she could have them back in the toilets at the other end of the shopping centre, then they'd run off.

Rosaline had spent about an hour crying and deciding what she could do. I asked Rosaline why her friends had dared her to strip, and why she'd done it. She told me that she'd stripped naked in front of her friends, and some boys, a few times and that she'd enjoyed it. She thought that stripping in the shopping centre would be exciting.

"Sexually?" I asked.

Very quietly she said, "Yes."

I told her that it was nothing to be ashamed of, I had streaked a couple of times, and discovered that it was a real turn-on; I also told her that I got really turned-on by being naked in places that other people wouldn't even consider. I told her that I'd even been naked in this shop, standing by the main door.

Rosaline looked at me and I could tell that she was interested.

Rosaline relaxed a bit more and got back to her story. She told me that she'd finally decided that she had to run through the shopping centre to the other toilet. She'd set off, with tears still in her eyes. "And feeling very sexually excited?" I interrupted.

"Yes," she said, then continued to say that she'd got about half way when she saw a security guard. He'd seen her as well, and started running towards her. She'd run into a shop, expecting it to have 2 entrances. It hadn't and the security guard had caught her.

He'd marched her to the security office and started grilling her about who she was, and what she was doing. The phone in the office rang and Rosaline took the opportunity to bolt. She got out into the main thoroughfare and ran. She could hear the guard shouting after her then, she saw another one. She'd run into Isabelle's shop.

I laughed and told her that she was good, very opportunist to get away and to pick a shop where she would be looked after.

By this time Rosaline had relaxed and was holding her teacup. I took my time and had a good look at her. She was quite slim and had breasts that looked to be a 'B' cup. She shaved as well.

I told her that I had an idea as to how I could help her but that I would have to clear it with my boss. I told Rosaline to stand up and turn round. She did, so I told her that it could just work. I told her to stay there while I talked to my boss.

I went and had a chat with Isabelle and then went back to Rosaline and sat on the edge of Isabelle's desk. I was about to start to talk to Rosaline when I saw that her eyes were looking at my skirt. I suddenly realised that my skirt had ridden up when I sat down and Rosaline must be looking at my knickerless pussy. I ignored it and said,

"Okay, my boss says that I can give you some clothes, but you have to earn them."

"Couldn't I just borrow some and bring them back later?" Rosaline asked.

"My boss says not, she doesn't know you and there's no guarantee that you'd bring them back, besides, we'd have to throw them out if you'd done more than just try them on. Your only option is to earn them."

"So, what would I have to do to earn them?" Rosaline asked.

"What the boss has in mind is that you become one of our mannequins for a few hours," I said.

"You mean stand out there perfectly still for a few hours?" That doesn't sound too bad.

"There's one interesting catch, you'd have to wear a few different outfits and I would have to change you out there on the shop floor." I told her.

"WHAT!" Rosaline said.

"It's not too bad," I told her, "I've done it a few times and it's a fantastic turn-on."

After a bit of thought, Rosaline said, "So, it looks like I have 2 options, be this mannequin thing and you'd strip me naked a few times, out there in front of all the shoppers; or I run for it and risk getting caught again, and maybe not find my clothes or friends."

Rosaline was thinking, so I told her that the mannequin option was the best, it wasn't like she hadn't been naked in the shop already.

Rosaline laughed and said, "Okay, I'll do it."

I told her to stay there and I went and told Isabelle, who told me that I really had the gift of the gab. She told me that I had to organise everything and that I could stand the girl near the door, where I had stood when I did it.

I decided that Rosaline's first outfit would be a microskirt and a sting vest. The vest is sold with a blouse to go underneath but I thought I would get Rosaline used to being exposed from the start.

When I went back into the office Rosaline was stood leaning back against the desk. Her legs were slightly apart and her hand was quickly moving up her body. She blushed. I smiled and said, "The thought of what you are about to do getting you horny is it?"

Rosaline's face went a darker shade of red; she looked down at the floor and quietly said, "Yes."

I told her that it was okay, and told her that I jilled off before I did it first time. I also told her that I was dripping all the time that I was stood out there and that I nearly had an orgasm when a man came over to me and touched my pussy.

Rosaline looked shocked so I told her that it was okay, it was quiet out there and the chances of her getting fingered was very, very small.

I gave Rosaline the top and skirt and told her to put them on. The skirt went on first then Rosaline picked up the top, looked at it and said, "I can't wear this, everyone will be able to see my tits."

"I wouldn't let that worry you; hundreds of people have already seen them this morning." I replied.

Rosaline blushed again and put the top on.

As Rosaline was doing that, I told her that once she was out there on the stand, she was not to move a muscle, not a finger, a lip, or anything. I would move them for her. Once I put her into a pose she was to keep that pose perfectly until I came back to her, changed her clothes and put her in another pose. I told her not to worry about muscles aching, I would change her every 20 minutes or so and move her arms and legs to loosen them up.

I led Rosaline out to the mannequin stand that I had vacated earlier and told Rosaline to stand on it. "That's it," I said, "from now on, I am in total control. You do not move a muscle; and keep those eyes looking straight ahead."

I put one of Rosaline's arms on her hip, and the other bent at the elbow and pointing to the door. Then I lifted one leg and set it down so that her feet were about a foot apart. Next I rearranged her skirt upwards a bit and her top so that one of her nipples was poking out through one of the holes. Then I left her.

About 20 minutes later I selected a nice summer dress in a size that I thought would be way too big for her, and went over to her. She hadn't moved. I slid one foot nearer to the other then unfastened the skirt. It dropped to the floor. I then slid the other foot out about a foot. I was kneeling in front of Rosaline and could see her very wet pussy and little clit poking out.

I stood up and lifted first one arm straight up in the air, then the other. That action pulled the string vest up a bit and the breast that had a nipple poking out went up with it a bit, then slipped back inside. The breast wobbled a bit. When both arms were straight up I pulled the string vest up and off her. I slipped the summer dress over her arms and let it fall into place. The dress was too big, so I lifted it up and off her. I whispered that I had to go and get a smaller size and walked off leaving her totally naked.

As I walked back to her a young woman walked into the shop, glanced at Rosaline, then stopped and stared at her for a few seconds, then walked on.

Rosaline looked a little flushed. I slipped the dress on her, fastened it, then lowered her arms and put her into another pose then left her.

That pose was too easy and she was well covered so I only left her for 10 minutes. This time I got a sheer blouse and an ultra-short skirt. I stripped her again then put the blouse on her. Again, I had selected a skirt that was too big for her. I lifted her legs one at a time then raised the skirt. I left her with her legs slightly apart and the skirt threatening to fall down.

About 5 minutes later Isabelle called me, then motioned towards Rosaline. The skirt was round her ankles. I smiled at Isabelle and continued with what I was doing.

I left Rosaline like that for another 15 minutes before selecting some more clothes and going over to her. In those 15 minutes I saw a young couple walk into the store and stand in front of Rosaline. They spoke to each other for a minute or so then walked over to a rack of clothes. The young man had a big grin on his face.

As I walked up to Rosaline a couple of teenage girls came in and looked at Rosaline. They stared at her for a few seconds then one of them said, "Very life-like these dummies these days. This one looks just like one of the girls at school, what's her name, Ros something or other."

"Yeah, I suppose it does, come on, I want to try that skirt on;" and they walked on.

As I stripped Rosaline I said, "That was close, do you know them?" Through clenched teeth Rosaline told me that they went to her school.

This time I put just a belt on Rosaline. I told her that it was my favourite belt and I wanted to see what it looked like on her. "Won't be long," I said, and left her.

I was selecting what I wanted to put on Rosaline next when I saw Kailene walk into the store. She saw me and started to walk over to me. As she passed Rosaline she suddenly stopped and turned to face Rosaline. She went up to her and looked her up and down. Kailene smiled, touched one of Rosaline's rock hard little nipples then ran her finger down to her pussy. I saw Rosaline's eyes open wide.

Kailene gave Rosaline the finger test then, holding her wet finger right in front of Rosaline's face, said, "You're enjoying this aren't you?" Then she licked her finger and walked over to where I had moved out of Rosaline's line of sight.

Poor Rosaline looked like she was about to collapse or explode. She did neither. She just continued standing there.

Kailene's first words to me where, "Have you found another recruit?" "No," "she's in her last year at school." "That didn't stop you," Kailene said.

I told Kailene all about how Rosaline ended-up stood there virtually naked. Kailene told me to get her number, before telling me what she had come in for.

Kailene left without Rosaline seeing the two of us together.

This time I'd chosen a sexy little slip for Rosaline to wear. I deliberately chose a size too small. It is made of see-through lace and is meant to just cover your bum and puss. When I put it on Rosaline it only just came down to her hips and her breasts were straining to escape from the top. I slid her legs a bit wider than before, and as I was knelt down in front of her I looked up at her pussy. Her little clit was poking out of its hood and was in danger of drowning in all her juices.

I stood up and said, "I've had a complaint from one of the customers that one of our mannequins is enjoying herself too much. Would that be you?"

Rosaline's face went a darker shade of red.

About 5 minutes later 2 young couples came in and as the girls wet off to look at clothes, the boys went and stood in front of Rosaline. As there were 2 of them I decided to intervene. I went and stood next to them. They saw me and stopped talking.

I said, "They really do make the quite life-like these days don't they?" After a short pause I continued, "Do you want to know how they make them?" Both boys nodded.

"What they do is get a nude model then cover her in Plaster of Paris. Then they cut it up both sides so that the girls can get out. Next they put the 2 halves back together and fill it with silicone. After it has dried they cut it open up the sides again and discard the Plaster of Paris mould. The silicone mannequin then gets painted in exactly the same colours of the model; even the different colours round the areolas and eyes. While someone glues a wig on, someone else drills holes in all the right places. One of the boys laughed a bit when I said that bit. Next they insert a little heating element and batteries; and a little bottle of creamy water that is set to leak out a little bit to give the mannequin a natural, wet touch to the pussy."

One of the boys turned to me and said, "You're joking?"

"No, they really do, if you like you can touch the pussy." I said as I looked at Rosaline's face. She was starting to sweat.

Rosaline's eyes opened wide as the boy's finger touched her pussy. It was only a quick touch and he pulled his hand back saying, "Bloody hell, look at that." He was holding his finger up.

"Can I touch it?" The second boy asked. I nodded and his finger touched Rosaline's clit.

Poor Rosaline couldn't hold back anymore and she started shaking. I could tell from the expression on her face that she was having an orgasm. The boy jumped back.

"Damn!" I said; the bloody thing has gone into vibration mode. I'll have to go round the back and switch it off.

Just as I said that, one of the boy's girlfriends called them and they turned and left.

I was behind Rosaline and I put a hand on her inner thigh with my thumb upwards. I slid my hand round and slid my thumb up, into her vagina. "Where is that bloody switch?" I asked as she continued to shake and get even sweatier.

After a few seconds I pulled out and went round to the front of her. I looked her in the face and said, "I guess that it was you having too much fun." And I walked away.

I let her fight to stay still for a few more minutes then went and told her to relax and follow me.

I led her back to the office and told her to sit down.

I let her relax for a minute then asked her what she was thinking. She said, "That was fucking unbelievable. I've never had such a killer orgasm. Is that what you did? Did it have the same effect on you?

"Yes, and yes, I still do it sometimes, but I've found other ways to be naked where people normally aren't naked."

I was expecting her to ask me what, but she didn't. She was probably still coming to terms with what had just happened to her. She told me that the second boy who touched her clit was in the year below her at school. She told me that she'd never be able to look at him again.

I told her she'd get over it then I told her that I was going to see my boss and that I would be back in a minute.

While I was talking to Isabelle, Rosaline appeared beside me. She was still wearing just the slip that only covered the top half of her bum and didn't cover her pussy.

I introduced them then told Rosaline that Isabelle had said she could have any top and any skirt that she wanted. Rosaline then said, "Can I be a bit cheeky?" Isabelle replied, "Go on." Rosaline continued, "Can I have a job as a mannequin every Saturday please?"

Isabelle and I laughed and Isabelle told Rosaline to give me her number then go and pick what she wanted. She chose a really short skirt and low-cut top. She went almost skipping out of the store.

I've still got that number. I'm going to tell all the other NEWPS members all about Rosaline and we'll take it from there.

Swimming

All 8 of us go swimming each Sunday morning. The girls are now out numbering the boys, but that doesn't stop them, or us, having lots of fun. It's almost at the stage where not much swimming gets done and we find other ways of occupying ourselves. The water jet is in big demand, and we girls spend a lot of time floating on our backs with a boy in between our legs.

Pole Dancing

If you remember, I did a bit of Pole Dancing while I was in Faliraki. I had really enjoyed it and wanted to do more. I talked to Kailene about it and we both wanted to do some. The only thing was that neither of us had had any training or knew any contacts that could get us a job. We'd asked at a club that we sometimes go to and the manager told us that he got all his girls through an agency. We looked for the agency on the internet but couldn't find them.