Author: Johnny
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Summary: The mythical origins of Jenny, and the real reason for her constant misfortune...
The flickering torchlight cast eerie shadows about the naked woman who stood shivering in the chill of an English autumn. Her long blonde hair hung freely about her shoulders, her pert breasts stood out proudly but the woman kept her eyes down uable to face the men holding her or the men in front of her. Even if one of them was her husband.
"Gueneverre, for your shameful crime of adultry I must find you guilty and as you are queen such a crime constitutes treason for which I must execute you.", the crowned man orated.
"Arthur, slay me if you must, but spare me the indignity of dying naked!", Gueneverre pleaded.
"Your treachery humiliated me and will lead to the downfall of Camelot. And your fate will entail more than just dying naked.", Arthur said angrily. To the robed man next to him, Arthur ordered, "Tell her, Merlin!"
Waving a strange looking wand inscribed with the name, "Noryb", Merlin chanted and an eerie yellow glow lit the entire dungeon. The light emphasized the former queen's nakedness and she tried to cover herself but the guards prevented that.
"LOTWF, Epizoodie, kcaj, IO, by all the deacons of blue, I curse thee Gueneverre! You will be re-born many times, in many lands. Every time you are born you will grow up to be a beautiful blonde woman of extreme modesty. And each life will find that modesty violated time and time again! Until the new Camelot you will find no peace, no security, and no modesty!", Merlin intoned lustifully. Then stood back to observe the queen in all her glory.
Arthur nodded to the guards who took Gueneverre out to be beheaded. (And unlike the prudish tales, Lancelot was too late to save her.)
Gueneverre's next life found her in Coventry, wife of the Earl of Coventry. Everyone has heard of Godiva's famous ride, but what is less well known is the many other wagers she made with her husband. (Whose first name was Byrone, by the way)
There was the infamous strip darts game with the Earl and Lady of Nottingham, lost by the ladies. A walk in the woods turned into a nude hike on the whim of his lordship, and Godiva never knew what else he might come up with. The naked ride to lower taxes fit right in with the Earl's bent. Alas poor Godiva passed away after a bout of pneumonia, caught while running naked through the courtyard after a bad guess in twenty questions.
Many lives came and went; a nun whose mother superior had some strange ideas of penance, a gambler's wife who found her modesty at stake many times, even a stripper, but one whose heart wasn't in it.
Jenny woke with a start, what a strange dream she thought. Though she had to laugh, it could explain her problems with clothes. She hoped she hadn't slept too long, she might get sunburnt. Especially as she was trying out her new string bikini which her friend Ashley had loaned her.
Jenny got up, dove into the water and the bikini simply fell off of her. Something she didn't notice until she heard the comments of several teens down the beach. Looking down, she cried, "Aw shit, not again!", and ran for the car.
Ashley drove off calmly, ignoring the frantic screams behind her. She figured Jenny needed an allover tan and she knew she'd only be gone an hour or so.
As Ashley drove she couldn't help but wonder a little about the dream she had had. She didn't even believe in reincarnation, but if she did, being Morgan LeFay in another life would have been neat.