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\f0\fs36 \cf0 STRIPPED FOR FLORIDA\
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FLAGLER COUNTY GETS STRIPPED\
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PART ONE\
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"I swear, that bikini is so small you might as well be naked."\
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"Oh, mom!  It's perfectly normal." the screen door slammed behind the 15 year old, a flash of red string bikini catching the sun as she ran down the front walkway.  The five year old girl running after her wasn't wearing much more. Babysitting jobs are a little different in beach towns.  As long as the kid doesn't get sunburned, drowned, or run over by tourists on AIA, the parents don't much care about the dress code.\
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"Tell you the truth," insisted Celia, "if I could get away with it I'd force her to go naked.  That bitsy little thing is all she wears the whole summer long."\
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Her friend carefully filed papers in the correct folders.  They'd been going over taxes and Rhonda was very meticulous.  "You know, Celia, you just might be able to do it -- if you're serious."\
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"What do you mean?"  Celia asked?\
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"You know, I have those two clients down in Fort Lauderdale; usually they just send me the stuff and I do the work at home, but they've been having this audit and I've had to drive down several times.  There are kids just walking around naked in public."\
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"They have that nude beach down there -- U-Haul or something."\
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"Haulover.  No, it's not just on the nude beach.  There's this program where parents can make their kids go naked all the time.  They call it stripping your kid."\
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"Well, that's South Florida for you. They'd never have that up here."  Celia barked out a laugh.\
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"That's what I wanted to tell you.  The bookkeeping business is slow.  I lost two clients last month and I've been looking around for part time work.  Anyway, there's a rumor that the stripping program that they have in Broward and Dade counties is going to go statewide.  I'm looking into it, because if that happens they'll need reps in every county."\
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"Well that's my dream," confirmed Celia, "strip the girl.  I like the sound of it."\
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The two women sat at the table and looked out the window.  They'd been friends for years.  Celia ran a one-person medical insurance consulting business -- filling out claims and arguing with insurance companies on behalf of local healthcare practitioners -- chiropractors, massage therapists, acupuncturists, and the like.   They each had two kids, all close in age.  There was Celia's 15 year old daughter, and a 14 year old son. Rhonda had two boys, 14 and 16.  Work and parenting was challenging but the two women stuck by one another.  \
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"Well," sighed Rhonda, "on to the next appointment -- not nearly as pleasant as sitting here with you!"\
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The two women looked out the window again.  Celia's son Will was coming up the walk.  He was wearing "shorts" that were so long they nearly touched his ankles.  His XXXL black t-shirt and the baggy shorts were so oversized he looked like a kid caught in a pro linebacker's off-work casuals.  Will opened the door and shuffled into the room.  \
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"What we got to eat?" he shouted, heading for the kitchen.\
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"That's 'hello' from you, and how about getting some of that sand off your feet before you come dragging in here?  You planning to be the one who sweeps and vacuums?"\
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"Um, hello," Will mumbled, "just getting something to eat."\
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"I don't know if I'd strip him -- he'd probably die of shock -- but I wouldn't mind seeing a little skin.  It's like he's wearing a burkha or something."\
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"Mom!  I heard that," yelled Will. "These are perfectly normal clothes.  All the boys wear the same thing, you know!  It's not like the ancient times when you were a kid and the boys wore those little bitty speedos and showed off everything to everyone. Gross!"\
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The women looked at one another and laughed silently.  They both knew that Rhonda's younger son Kyle and Will had something going on that was a little more than longtime friendship.  Were the boys consciously aware of it yet, or was it the prescience of mothers that let them see it so clearly?\
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The door opened and Celia's husband John came into the room.  "Hello, honey," he said, leaning over to give Celia a kiss. "Rhonda, how are you today?"\
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"Just fine, got to be moving along, though -- no rest for the weary!"\
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"Hello, Will, still under that hot black tent -- you're not overheating are you?"\
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"Dad!"\
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John laughed, drank down a glass of water and went into the bedroom.  A few minutes later Will peeked out from the kitchen and watched his dad cross the hallway to the shower.  As usual he wasn't wearing a stitch.\
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The two friends didn't manage to see each other until the next week.  Rhonda trudged up the walk and tried to manage the screen door, the front door, her bookkeeping file box and a large tote bag.\
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"Rhonda, for goodness sakes wait a minute while I hold the door open for you."\
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"I'm just so excited Celia.  You'll never guess.  I . . . my goodness, your dream can come true, if you're still into it, and I've got a job, I've got a job!"  Rhonda put on a singsong voice and danced around the tiny living room. \
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Rhonda put the tote bag on the table by the window where she and Celia always worked.  "QS Florida" was emblazoned in pink on the side of the green bag.  "This is it, Celia!  Just look." Rhonda started pulling out brochures, a package that looked like bandaids, a credit card processing machine, and a large plastic box.\
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"Wow, Rhonda, what's all that?"\
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"I got the job Celia.  Remember I told you they might expand that program out of South Florida.  Well, they did.  I applied and I'm the new rep for Flagler County.  Oh yes!"\
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Celia stared at all the items piled up on the table.\
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"It's just perfect. I work my own hours, can take this stuff around with me everywhere I go, and I get paid a retainer plus commission.  If I put up a booth at the farmer's market, or set up at parent night at the school, or do a promo at the chamber open house, I can start signing up kids left and right.  You still want to do Cheryl?"\
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"You mean this is the strip stuff?" asked Celia, catching up slowly with her friend's enthusiasm.\
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"Yes, yes, this is the strip stuff.  They call it Quick Strip -- that's what the QS stands for.  You pay a fee, you get a sticker here -- looks just like a little round bandaid -- and you put it on your kid, right behind the left ear.  It's called Quick Strip because as soon as that bandaid is applied the kid is legally required to strip.  They're putting monitors up everywhere and if someone's wearing one of these and isn't naked then you and the kid are both in violation."\
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The information was coming in too fast for Celia to process.  "Here," said Rhonda, "I still have to learn my spiel, so why don't you read all about it in this brochure."\
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Rhonda sat and looked out the window with a big smile on her face.  This was going to be big, she just knew it, and here she was, the rep for an entire ocean-front county.  Just wait until the tourists started getting in on this!!!  That was what drove the market in South Florida.  Families would come down to Florida for vacation, pay $45.00 and take their nude kid with them to the beach, waterpark, ice cream shop, anywhere they went.  The best thing was that tourists came and went, so there was always a new market.\
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"Wow!" said Celia, finally looking up. "I can't believe this. So, you're telling me that if I pay $45.00 today, I can put this on Cheryl when she gets home and rip that silly bikini right off her?"\
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"That's right!"\
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"Okay, I'll do it.  What do I have to do?"\
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"It works like this, I need to scan your ID and Cheryl's ID into this machine -- that checks into state records to make sure she's legally your child and that you have the right to strip her.  Then I scan your credit or debit card.  It takes $45.00 out of your account.  I issue you a microchip keyed into Cheryl's ID.  It's on this little bandaid -- when you put it behind her ear, the microchip embeds right in under her skin.  That way any QS monitor will pick up that she's in the program and has to be naked.  Also, any police or state GPS can locate her whereabouts at any time.  It's a safety feature so that your naked daughter doesn't get into trouble."\
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"Let me see if Cheryl left her ID on her dresser.  She doesn't usually take it with her -- no room in a bikini you know!"  Celia laughed.  "Yeah, here it is and here's my ID and credit card.  I can't wait.  You mean I can do this as soon as she walks in the house?"\
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"Anytime you want." confirmed Rhonda. "Now, let me tell you about boys."\
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The two women were still discussing their male offspring when Cheryl slammed the screen door and came into the house.  She cruised right through to the kitchen in her red string bikini.\
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"Okay, Rhonda, I'm doing it!"  Celia held the little bandaid between her thumb and forefinger and marched into the kitchen.\
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"Good afternoon Cheryl," announced her mother, "You know how much I hate that stupid bikini . . . "\
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"Mom, don't get started . . . you might as well be naked," mimicked the girl.\
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"I've got a surprise for you.  From now on you are going to be naked.  There's a new program and I've paid to have this little sticker put on you," she said, sticking the bandaid behind Cheryl's ear. "If you're ever caught with clothes on again, even this itsy bitsy bikini, then you'll have to do community service and I'll have to pay a fine.  So, whenever you're ready, strip! Oh, and if you need more info, here's a brochure."\
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"Geez, mom, I don't need to read that.  Do you think I'm stupid!  I know all about this program and I don't care.  So what if I'm the first naked girl in Flagler County!"  With that Cheryl untied her top, withdrew it from around her neck, undid the tie on one side of her bikini, and let it fall to the ground.  That's that, thought Cheryl, wait until the boys get a load of this.  She swaggered her hips as she walked to the 'fridge.  "By the way, mom, I have a party I'm going to tonight so I'll be out late.  It's at Mark's house and his parents said they'll be home but not obtrusive.  So, can I go?"\
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"I have their phone number, so I know how to reach you -- sure, go ahead and have a good time."\
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"That didn't seem to phase her one bit," observed Rhonda when Celia came back into the room.\
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"Maybe she's as relieved to be rid of wearing that stupid scrap of cloth as I am looking at it.  She's all into boys, beach, swimming, and sun this summer.  It's been hot and she's feeling hot."\
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"I'll leave you these sample pills, if you want to try them.  Let me know how it goes with Will -- I'm still trying to figure out what to do with my two boys.  My next appointment's in Bunnell at 3:30 so I've got to go."\
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"That's okay, I've got to run to Publix.  Cheryl, I'm going to the supermarket and I'll be right back.  You're not leaving yet are you?"\
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"No, I have to get ready for this party tonight."\
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I wonder what there is to get ready when you don't have to get dressed, wondered her mom.\
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Cheryl moved around the kitchen, singing a song off the radio and making herself a big snack.  Naked felt good, oh yeah!  No problems there.  Her mom didn't know what all she'd already been up to!\
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The door slammed and Will walked in.  \
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"God, Cheryl, what are you doing in the kitchen naked?  I'm telling mom."\
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"Why don't you just do that, little tattle tale," taunted his sister.\
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"What?  You don't believe me?  I'm going to tell her you were skinny dipping at that party the other night.  And that guy Mark you're so in love with was busy ogling your boobs and all."\
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"Do me a favor, Will. I just realized I have to go to the Jiffy Mart and get some breath mints.  When mom gets back from Publix can you tell her I'll be right back?"\
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Will watched in shock as his sister walked out the front door, let the screen door slam behind her and sauntered down the sidewalk as naked as the day she was born.\
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"Hey mom," yelled Will as soon as he heard her come in the door. "Cheryl was in the kitchen making a sandwich totally naked and then she went to the Jiffy Mart without a thing on!"\
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"Get used to it Will.  Your sister's not going to be wearing clothes any more!"\
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"What!!!!!?"\
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"And if I don't start seeing a little more skin, maybe you won't be either!  Here, why don't you read one of these?"  said Celia, handing her son a QS brochure.\
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At five John came home.  He popped into the kitchen for a big glass of water.  Celia had called him at work with the news, but he teased Cheryl anyway. "Hi Cheryl, what happened?  That bikini must have shrunk or something because I can hardly see it."\
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"Dad!" exclaimed his daughter.\
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He gave her a kiss on the cheek and went to his bedroom to strip off for his evening shower, crossing the hallway naked into the bathroom as usual.\
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At dinner that night Cheryl spoke up.  "So, I won't be wearing any clothes to school, either."  It was more of a statement than a question.\
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"That's right, sweetheart," confirmed Celia, "you'll be naked until you turn 21."\
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"Twenty-one!?" Will blurted out before he caught himself.  Ever since this weird thing had happened with his sister he'd been doing his best to lay low.  He'd asked around and a few kids knew about the new laws, but it was pretty clear that his sister was the only one anyone had ever actually met who was stripped.  Even the kids who had heard about the program didn't seem to know much about it.  He wished he'd read the brochure his mother had handed him instead of throwing it away.\
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"Yes," answered his father.  "A kid who has been stripped has to stay naked until she or he turns 21 years old.  It's basically a naked or not kind of deal."\
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"So," continued Cheryl, trying to get the conversation back to her particular interest, "how do you get someone stripped?"\
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"Well, you probably don't get anyone stripped," replied her mother.  "Is there someone you're interested in having naked?"\
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"Well, for example," replied the teen, purposely trying to throw her parents off track, "let's say we wanted Will here to be naked.  How would we make that happen."\
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"We wouldn't," muttered Will under his breath.\
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"That's a very good example," noted Celia, "and one I've been pondering.  The short answer is that your father or I would purchase a QS chip, put it on his skin and either force him to strip on the spot or wait for the police enforce the law.  The state is putting up more and more sensors every day.  In a short time any stripped child won't be able to wear clothes without getting caught."\
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"What's the long answer," asked Cheryl, intrigued.\
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"I'm not sure Will is ready to be stripped naked.  After all, he's not like you."\
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"Thank you very much for noticing," applauded Will.  "This whole 'go naked' thing is not for me.  I'm not that kind of person, thank you very much.  It's bad enough that my sister is now famous for being naked, but that's as close to the whole deal as I want to be."\
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"What I meant is, maybe he needs a different kind of naked experience."\
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"Just strip him already, mother.  God! It's so annoying seeing him walk around in those dark baggy clothes all the time. What can he do about it anyway. You said it, if it's the law then he'll have no choice.  Just do it!"\
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"It isn't really up to you," John reminded his daughter. "Just like we did something we thought would be good for you, we're trying to work out what will be best for your brother."\
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"I'm fine the way I am, really I am," insisted Will.\
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"You know, when I was a kid," began his dad, "it wasn't really considered necessary to give boys much privacy about their bodies.  To tell you the truth, aside from a few embarrassing moments, we boys didn't really think much about it either.  If we wanted to swim we just stripped off and jumped in.  When I'd get home my mother expected me to take my clothes off on the porch, rinse off in the tub by the outdoor faucet and keep her newly scrubbed floors clean."\
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"What did you wear once you got inside?" asked Cheryl.\
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"Usually nothing.  My brothers and I would come in from work or play, wash off, and stay naked.  When my dad got home he'd do the same.  We didn't think of ourselves as nudists or naturists or anything.  It was just normal.  We had a long picnic table on the back porch and we guys would eat back there -- it was great!  We could make a mess eating ribs or barbecue or watermelon, then rinse off and nobody would be fussing at us for ruining our clothes."\
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"What about girls?" demanded Cheryl.\
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"Girls were never naked." her dad stated flatly.\
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"See, that's what I don't like.  I like being naked.  I think boys or girls should be allowed to be naked."\
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"That's fine," argued Will, "I just don't see why it has to be me!"\
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"I just think you're hiding your body in an unnatural way," observed his mother, "it isn't healthy.  So, your dad and I are going to give you a choice."\
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Will wished he could become invisible.  When his parents offered choices they were usually all bad.\
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"You can either be officially stripped, just like your sister," offered his mother.  Will shuddered.  "or, " she continued, "we can make a new rule in our house: boys have to be naked at home."\
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"Even visitors?" asked Cheryl with a grin.\
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"Yes, any boy who walks through that door," replied her mother. A glimmer of an idea sparked in Cheryl's brain.\
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"If you get stripped like Cheryl," explained his mother, "you'll be naked all the time, everywhere, until you're 21.  It is enforceable by law and there is no going back.  On the other hand, if we do the home nudity thing, you'll only be naked here or at the homes of other people who have the same rule.  You'll be able to dress to go out -- shopping, school, parties, wherever."\
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"I don't want either choice," stated Will.\
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"You have until tomorrow afternoon to think about it.  At that point if you haven't made up your mind your father and I will decide."  Celia got up from the table with an air of decisiveness and began clearing the dishes.  \
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"By the way," Cheryl, said, calling after her mother. "I checked with Cindy's parents, and they are fine with me continuing to babysit her.  They said the bikini didn't hide much anyway."\
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"I'm glad to hear they're sensible people!  Maybe they'll strip Cindy, too, and you won't have to worry about her bathing suit falling off in the waves."\
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END PART ONE\
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The three boys walked down the street.  When they reached the front of his house Will said good-bye to the brothers.\
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"We're just going to pick up a pizza and we'll be back to your place in a bit," called out Kyle.   \
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"Been hanging out with your sweetie again?" asked Celia as Will walked in the door.\
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Will blushed and went to his room without saying a word.  Why did his mom have to be so annoying?  After rummaging through his dresser for a few minutes, Will walked into the hallway, hoping to make it to the kitchen without attracting his mother's notice.  As soon as he sat down at the table to eat a bowl of cereal she walked in.\
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"Have you made your decision?" she asked.\
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"About what?"\
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"Let's not go through that little charade. I'm giving you a deadline.  See the clock on the stove?  It's 3:30 right now.  I'm leaving the room.  If you're not naked by 4:00 I'm applying a QS chip to your skin.  I've already got one ready, just in case, and I'm not the least hesitant about using it.  Oh, and don't try leaving the house before then!"\
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The doorbell rang and Cheryl went to answer it.\
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"Oh, hi, Rhonda, your timing is perfect." Celia explained Will's impending deadline. Rhonda grinned.  The two friends sat at their usual place and looked out at the cars and people passing by on A1A. The ocean stretched out flat to the horizon.  "I'm sort of conflicted," said Celia, "on the one hand it would be great to have Will out and about in the nude, just like Cheryl.  I think it would do him a world of good.  On the other hand, I could live with simply making him be naked at home."\
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"Does John have a preference?"\
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"Well, now that you bring that up, I could insist that John be naked at home as well," mused Celia.\
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"It's fine with me, you know."\
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"I know -- I wasn't the least bit worried about that!  John has an exhibitionist side to him that most boys have and I think it would be fun to indulge him in it."\
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"There are my boys now, just coming up the walk," said Rhonda with surprise. \
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"Will's deadline is up, too," added Celia,  "Shall we see if we can have some fun?"\
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"Mom . . . " called Will from the kitchen.  At the same time Rhonda opened the door to let Kyle and Tim in.  \
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"Yes, honey?" asked Celia, coming into the kitchen.  Her son stood naked and pale-looking, hiding behind a chair with his arms around his chest.  "Which is it?  Stripped or naked at home?"\
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"Do I have to? Oh shit!"\
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"Hey Will, whatcha doing naked?" asked Tim.  "Hey Kyle, your boyfriend's naked, why don't you come feast on the sight."\
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"Mom, it's not fair. Look what you're doing to me.  I hate you, Tim. "\
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Kyle walked into the kitchen and looked his friend in the eye.  They stood there for a moment and then Rhonda spoke up, "Boys, I've just been informed that there's a new rule in this house.  Boys have to be naked whenever they're on the premises."\
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"For real?" asked Kyle, not taking his eyes off Will.\
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"Yes, we gave Will a choice of being stripped like his sister or putting a new rule in place for our household.  Looks like he's decided it's boys naked at home, is that right Will?"\
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The boy nodded.\
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"If that's the rule, I want to see those clothes off, right now," demanded Rhonda.\
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As if in a trance Kyle started to take off his clothes.  "If you have to be naked, I'll do it with you," offered Kyle.  Will nodded back, the two boys looking at one another.\
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"Fuck that shit," yelled Tim, turning to leave the room.\
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"Young man, you just earned yourself a stripping," his mother spoke with a low determination in her voice. "I expected the best from you, but I was prepared in case you didn't deliver."  She slapped a bandaid behind the boy's ear as he twisted away from her and slammed out the door.  Picking up her cell phone she punched a single digit speed dial. "Scott, my boy's heading north on A1A -- yes, walking -- from Celia's house.  He's just been stripped, but you'll see right away he hasn't complied. . . . very good.  Okay, just bring him back here.  I suspect the results will be very interesting to a couple of other boys."\
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Tim stormed out of the house and down the street.  Within minutes the town's only police cruiser was driving along slowly next to him as he walked.  Finally tiring of the game he stopped.  The officer got out.  "Hello, Tim.  I'm just making a routine check." The officer looked at an electronic instrument he was holding. "Very interesting, a stripped child walking down the street fully clothed.  I'm afraid you're in violation of the law.  We don't get very many of these in Flagler Beach -- we're a very law-abiding community, you know.  If you'll just remove those clothes we'll be able to get on with business."\
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"I'm not taking them off and I know my mother called you," said the boy sullenly.\
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"It's not up to your mother any more, young man," informed the police officer. "Now that you're stripped any Florida official or officer can enforce it.  In fact, if we don't get some compliance right away I'll have to sign you up for 500 hours of community service.  That's five hours a week for two years.  On the other hand, if you're cooperative I won't have to ask the court to sentence you -- you'll just be on probation.  One more violation and you'll be signed up for the community service.  It's not so bad, really."\
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The boy reluctantly started pulling at his t-shirt.\
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"I'm going to have to ask you to be a little more speedy," said the cop, pulling out his citation book in case it were needed.\
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The boy pulled off his shirt, undid his belt, yanked down his shorts and stood there in his boxers.\
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"Almost there," nodded the officer with encouragement. As soon as the boxers slid off the officer twisted the boy around, "Up against the car. One more item of business and then you can get in the car."  The cop pulled out a syringe and carefully stabbed it into the boy's left buttock.  Tim winced at the unexpected assault.\
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"What the hell was that?" yelled the boy.\
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"Watch your language young man. Alright, that's done with. Get in the car." \
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As they drove the short distance back down the highway to Celia's house he reminded the boy, "It's not just me that knows you're stripped.  There are new sensors installed all over the county, in the school, at Publix, all over.  If you get caught with so much as a pair of boxers on or a swim suit you'll be helping me out with all those community service hours!"\
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The officer undid the electronic lock and waited while the boy stepped out of the car.  The cop got a good grip on the boy's arm and walked him up to the walkway. As Celia opened the front door Kyle and Will looked at the boy in awe.  His penis slowly rose up while the officer kept him in a good grip.\
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"Here he is ladies, as requested. I've given him the 24 hour starter shot as per our new protocols. I'm sure you already know about that," winked the officer at Rhonda, "being our new county coordinator for the program and all."\
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"Um, is that the same as the pills?"\
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"Those are for six hours.  This is the full 24 hours, ma'am.  Keeps him rock hard."\
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"Well, I am new at this job, as you know.  They told us to encourage parents to use the pills and keep them out and about in public as much as possible for the first few days -- until they get used to it."\
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"We just got the new training -- all county police and sheriff's deputies.  We're to use the shot whenever we find any young man out of compliance.  Same protocol: keep him out in public as much as you can this evening and all day tomorrow."  The officer let go his grip on the boy and nodded, "Good evening ladies, happy to be of service."\
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When the officer had left Celia turned to the two youngest.\
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"Guess you'll stick to the home nudity rules, hmmm?" prodded Celia.  Both boys nodded their earnest agreement. \
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"Don't you go anywhere," snapped Rhonda to her older son.  "I want you right here where I can get a good eyeful of that erection.  I need to think about what we're going to do with you this evening."\
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The door opened and John came in.  \
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"We've got one boy stripped and two under house rules.  You want to be next?"\
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"How come you don't get naked, mom?" inquired Cheryl. "I love being naked.  I just don't get why you think it's only for boys."\
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"If you want to be naked, honey, I have no objections. After all, I'm the one who stripped you, aren't I? As far as I'm concerned having you nude is far preferable to seeing that scrap of red bikini all the time."\
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"So, you could be naked too!" her daughter said, encouragingly.\
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"I think being naked should be a choice for females.  As for boys, I think nudity is probably their natural state of being. Besides, females are very turned on by visual stimuli!"  Celia concluded with a grin.\
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That's the truth, realized Cheryl, and there is a certain someone I would very much like to stimulate myself with visually!\
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Will was in the midst of his own realization, too.  If naked is the natural state for boys then let's get more of them into it, because whatever mother might say I am also very interested in getting turned on by visual stimuli.\
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Thrilled with her new job as the QS Rep for Flagler County, Rhonda set up her booth at the Saturday morning farmer's market.  The bright sun beat down on white canopies set up in the park just across the street from the pier and the main public beach.  An assortment of retirees, tourists, young locals, and farmers from inland counties filled the space. Girls in skimpy bikinis and guys with bare chests blocked traffic as they wandered from the beach to the market.  Surf boards lay stacked alongside crates of watermelons and collard greens.  Celia hung her new QS vinyl banner across the front of the tent, unfolded the new 8 foot table she'd gotten at WalMart, stretched the new white fitted tablecloth and set up the brochures, ID reader, credit card machine, QS branded pens and assorted items.  Then she put on her best smile and prepared for throngs of parents wanting to strip their kids.\
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After a while she realized she was going to have to reach out a little more boldly.\
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"Good morning, can I interest you in . . . "\
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"Hello!  It's such a beautiful day. Did you realize your son here could be frolicking in the waves without wearing all that . . . "\
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"We have a new program in Florida, it's called QS, short for Quick Strip . . . "\
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The few folks who did stop by wanted to ask about her bookkeeping services or thought she was selling some new medical device.  No one stopped long enough to hear about QS.  The acronym seemed confusing to people, and the banner and white table cloth did nothing to distinguish her from the other booths.  Most people were happy to buy fresh peaches, watermelon, silver queen corn and lug the stuff back to their cars and pickup trucks.\
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The next week was more of the same.  Rhonda could see that even when more tourists started arriving a better sales approach was required.\
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Sitting at the round table at Celia's house, Rhonda expressed her frustrations. "I just know this is a good gig and that the whole thing is going to catch on.  I just can't spend so much time waiting for some future day.  I need a better approach now."\
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"Have you talked to the state office about it?"\
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"They don't have a clue.  This is a new state program and nothing is really functional yet.  I told them the QS name isn't very descriptive and they said they have no ability to make changes.  It's all very bureaucratic.  The worst thing is, I get paid on commission only."\
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Will and Kyle walked into the house, slamming the door as they came in.  They ignored their mothers and were on their way to Will's room.\
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"Excuse me, boys," called Celia after their disappearing backs.  "What do we do when we come in the house?"\
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"Sorry about the door, mom," yelled Will.\
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"That's nice, but what about those clothes?"\
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"Oh, um.  We'll take them off in my room, I promise."\
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"Of that I am sure, but that's not the house rule.  Both of you back here immediately.  Boys, you are both to be naked in this house at all times. As soon as you walk in the door, you take off the clothes and leave them in the basket I've put there for that exact purpose."\
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The boys walked back sheepishly and promptly stripped down.  It wasn't that they were shy.  The boys had known each other since they were babies and their moms had taken care of them turn and turn about for all those years.  Will and Kyle were simply in a hurry and thought the whole task of getting undressed at the door was a pain.\
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"You know," Celia reminded them, "we could make this a whole lot easier and have you stripped. I know a certain county rep . . . "\
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"Mom!" protested Will.\
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"That's it!" shouted Rhonda.\
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"What's it?" asked her son Kyle suspiciously.\
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"I'm sure you two wouldn't mind seeing more boys naked, right?"\
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"Um, yeah."\
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"Sure." The two boys responded guardedly.  They were still careful about flaunting their attractions, even to their mothers who knew well enough.\
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"So, you wouldn't mind helping me sell Quick Strips.  You could come to the farmer's market with me on Saturday and hand out fliers and tell people about the program."\
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"We'll help."\
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"No problem."\
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"That's great! This is going to work out much better.  And I'll make a second banner to go across the front of the table.  Something like 'Strip your kid.'  Something more obvious than Quick Strip."\
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The two naked boys nodded their heads, happy to see Rhonda in a better mood than when they'd walked in.\
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"Hey mom," asked Will, "can Kyle spend the night."\
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"You know, I've been meaning to say something about that.  I'm just not sure I'm comfortable about these sleepovers anymore."\
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"What!" blurted out Will.  Kyle looked stricken, his eyes big.  He looked over at his mother to see if she felt the same way.\
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"But, but, Kyle's my best friend.  You've never complained about it before."\
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"I know, honey," responded Celia, "but now that you two are naked . . . "\
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"What's that got to do with anything?" protested Will.  "Besides, you forced us to be naked!  You can't make us do something and then say you're not comfortable about it."\
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"Besides, we were naked anyway," mumbled Kyle.\
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"What was that?" inquired his mother.\
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"Nothing."\
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"You're saying you were naked in your room anyway?" clarified Celia.\
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The two boys nodded.\
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Rhonda grinned.  Celia looked at her and threw her hands up in the air.  "I give up. Obviously everyone knows what's going on here except me!"\
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"Mom," soothed Will.  "Kyle and I have known each other our entire lives.  We're fine, okay?"\
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"Alright, you can have your sleepovers."\
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The two boys cheered and ran off, nude, to Will's bedroom.\
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"I think they're adorable," observed Rhonda, "especially now that you've gotten them out of those black burkhas!  They are going to help me sell these QS, too.  Gawd, they need to come up with a better name for them."\
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Looking out the window they saw Cheryl and her five year old charge coming up the walk.  They managed to enter with slightly less slamming of doors.  Cheryl was naked, of course, and Cindy might as well have been for the brevity of her tiny two piece bikini.\
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"Did you let her parents know they could strip her?" asked Rhonda.\
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"Yeah, they know," replied Cheryl. "They probably just haven't gotten around to it."\
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"I could come over to their house anytime.  Give them my card and they can just give me a call."\
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Cheryl laughed, "I've given them five of those things already. Her dad says, 'wow, really enjoying the nudity thing, aren't you!' "\
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"So, what did you say back?"\
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"I think you enjoy my nudity thing, too!  I caught him blushing and he turned away really quickly to put groceries in the fridge or something.  So, mom," continued Cheryl, "if it's alright with you, I wanted to invite Mark for dinner tonight."\
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"That's fine."\
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"He's never been over for dinner, you know."\
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"I realize that.  So is this a big deal dinner, or a casual invite?"\
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"Well, it's not a date, mom!  But, what are we having?"\
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"I was thinking lasagna and a big tossed salad.  Maybe ice cream and peaches for dessert. Sound okay?"\
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"Yeah, that's fine.  Perfect.  Okay, I'll call him."\
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"Cheryl . . . "\
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"Yeah?"\
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"You realize our house rules.  Mark is going to have to strip off when he gets here."\
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"Oh, that!  No biggie. I'm sure he won't mind."\
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Cheryl flounced her hair in feigned nonchalance and walked into the kitchen. No biggie was not quire correct. Visual stimuli, indeed. \
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END OF PART TWO\
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Mark arrived on time at 6 p.m.  Cheryl met him at the door, naked of course.  Mark had seen her naked plenty of times before she was stripped.  At first he was alarmed at her new status as the only naked girl in Flagler County.  However, he'd soon learned that being seen with a gorgeous, naked girl on his arm shot his studly reputation through the roof.  After that he was happy to be seen with her anywhere, anytime.  He cleared the thoughts from his head as he realized Cheryl was speaking to him.\
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" . . . so it's no biggie.  Just one of those rules my mom made.  So if you'll just put your clothes in the basket 'til after dinner.  Or, maybe later . . . " Cheryl giggled.\
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"What?  I didn't catch all that."\
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"You have to take off your clothes."\
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"All of them?"  At that moment Will and Kyle passed through the hallway to the kitchen.  He noticed that both boys were stark naked.  \
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"Yeah, they're naked.  Even my dad!  No boys are allowed to wear clothes at our house.  And of course I'm not allowed to, either."  Cheryl reached over and gave him a delicious kiss and started unbuttoning his trousers.  "Come on, Mark, my mom made a great dinner.  Let's have a good time."  So, Mark let himself get talked out of and assisted out of every stitch of clothing.  The excitement of the moment, Cheryl's ministrations, the nudity, It was too much for him.  He'd met Cheryl's parents in passing, but never been to the house.  Just as she was formally introducing him to his mother his penis completed the process of coming to complete erection.  Will and Kyle couldn't help themselves from staring quite openly at the largest penis they'd ever seen.  Celia allowed that Cheryl had certainly picked herself a sizable boyfriend.  Cheryl's dad walked into the kitchen, his own naked penis swinging as he walked.\
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"Good evening, Mark.  Glad you could join us.  Hope our household rules aren't proving to be a bother.  My wife here," he said, putting his arm around Celia, "is quite the stickler for maintaining male nudity on the premises."\
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"It isn't just boys, dad," added Cheryl.\
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"Yes, and Cheryl.  Although I'm sure you noticed her before this moment."\
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Mark blushed, "Good evening, Mr. and . . . " he blurted out.\
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"Not at all," insisted Celia, "you can call us Celia and Tom . . . or mom and dad.  Whatever feels like family."\
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"Thank you."\
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"If everyone will sit down, dinner is served," Celia announced and all naked ones present pulled out chairs while the one clothed member of the household brought the last serving dishes to the table.\
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Cheryl, Will and Kyle certainly enjoyed the meal.  Mark was a very handsome boy.  His discomfort with the situation made it even more fun to watch him.  The three of them came up with all sorts of excuses so they could see more of Mark, asking him to get pickles from the 'fridge, paper towels from the cabinet, and ice cubes from the freezer.  After dinner Will and Kyle played a video game on the TV, while Celia and Tom cleaned up.  Cheryl and Mark disappeared.\
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"Where'd Cheryl and her boyfriend get to," asked Will's dad, coming into the living room.\
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"I dunno," shrugged Will, busy defending his starship, "the beach probably."\
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"Well, I hope they don't get eaten by a shark," laughed his dad.\
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An hour went past and Celia was getting worried.  "I wish those two had said where they were going.  If something goes wrong, how are we even supposed to find them?"  At that moment the room lit up with the red and blue flashes from a police car parked right outside.\
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"Oh my God, what do you think happened," Celia cried, running to the door.  Will and Kyle jumped up and peered around her.  At that moment the officer opened the back door of the town's lone police cruiser.  A still-naked Mark stepped out of the back seat of the cruiser, followed by an equally nude Cheryl.  Will gasped.  Kyle quickly saw why.  Mark sported the longest erection they had ever seen.  The veins popped out, the head stood purple and bared as if it would burst out of the skin and the entire erect phallus almost visibly pulsed straight upwards.\
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"Good evening, Celia, I'm sorry to disturb you." The officer tipped his hat.  "I found these two on the beach.  Cheryl, of course, was well within her rights, being stripped and all."  The officer cleared his throat.  "Ordinarily the rest of this would be none of your concern, but Cheryl insisted that I bring her home.  Mark's parents have agreed to meet me here to pick up their son."\
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Celia stopped staring at the boy's erection and found her manners.  "Well, do come in, please.  You're welcome to wait here.  Not a problem at all."  She shooed Will and Kyle back and cleared a way for the officer, her daughter and Mark to come inside.  Kitchen chairs were pulled out and the police officer and Mark sat down, the latter with his penis still awkwardly on display.  Cheryl busied herself getting ice tea for the officer.  \
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"You see, Mark is not stripped -- as you are no doubt aware -- but he and your daughter were . . . engaged on the beach and both were quite naked.  As is our new procedure I brought Mark to the cruiser and administered the 24-hour shot.  The effects are quite obvious."  Everyone stared once again at the engorged organ.  "Cheryl was free to go as she pleased, but insisted that I bring the both of them here."\
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"Well thank you, officer."  Cheryl's dad spoke up for the first time.  "We do appreciate it.  I guess we should be keeping better track of when our guests leave the house unclothed."\
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The police officer looked around and duly noted the nude state of nearly everyone in the room.  "Well, it is your civil right to dress as you please within the confines of your own home.  Been known to relax a bit myself on a hot evening.  The boys here aren't stripped are they?"\
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"Not yet," muttered Cheryl.\
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"Only at home," clarified Celia.\
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There was the sound of a car driving up and parking out front.  Celia got up to open the door.  \
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"You must be Mark's parents.  I'm Celia."\
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"Very sorry to interrupt your evening.  I'm Tracy and this is Wayne."\
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"How do you do," said Wayne in a deep baritone. He was a large man and Celia could see where Mark got his good looks.\
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The two stepped into the room and took a few minutes to adjust to the light and the large number of people.  They were clearly surprised at the undressed state of most everyone, but in particular the nude state of Mark's girlfriend's father.  However, they said nothing.\
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"As I was explaining," said the police officer, "I found your son Mark--and Cheryl here--on the beach.  Quite engaged I should say.  Cheryl was naked, as she is required to be under Florida law.  Your son, on the other hand, has no indication that he is stripped.  Am I correct in assuming that he does not have a QS microchip?"\
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"No, sir.  He is not stripped," replied Wayne.\
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"As I thought.  Well, as is our new procedure, when we find a naked unstripped minor in public we must issue a citation, administer the 24-hour sildenafil citrate injection, and call the parents.  Mark can only be released to legal parent or guardian.  I must also provide you with a copy of the citation."  The officer rummaged through his pocket and withdrew a yellow carbonless form.  "It is my responsibility to let you know that you have one of three legal options.  You may strip the child within 24 hours, relieving you of any further legal record or charges;  you may plead guilty which carries a fine of $5,000 and 500 community service hours to be performed by said child; or, you may appear in court within 72 hours for arraignment and contest the charges.  By signing the citation you indicate that you received this information from me and will take appropriate action.  Failure to comply will result in an automatic guilty plea with the final sentence to be determined by the court."\
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The officer handed the yellow form to Wayne and waited solemnly for him to sign and return it.\
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Mark sat soberly in the chair, his huge erection seeming quite out of place to the serious charges being discussed.  \
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"Why don't we sleep on it and decide in the morning.  He looks safe and sound and he's in our custody now."  Mark's mother sought to bring the proceedings to a close.\
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"Yes, thank you for bringing him over.  if there's anything else you need . . . "  Wayne extended a hand and the police officer shook it.  \
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"Not at all," replied the officer.  "Good-night everyone."  \
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Celia saw him to the door and a moment later the endlessly flashing red and blue lights went off. They heard the cruiser start up and take off with the quick acceleration typical of law enforcement officers.\
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"Do they all learn that in police academy or what?" voiced Cheryl's dad to himself.\
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"What?" asked Mark's mother.\
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"Oh, nothing.  Look, would everyone like a round of ice cream or something?"\
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"I'm so sorry about my son," began Tracy.\
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"Oh, don't worry about it.  It is entirely our fault.  We had just finished a wonderful dinner and we should have been paying more attention.  Suddenly Cheryl and Mark weren't here and hadn't said where they were going."\
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Cheryl looked around in mock guilt.\
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"But, I can't imagine why you were wandering around without any clothes!" Tracy exclaimed, looking at her son.\
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"That's our fault, too.  I've been quite the stickler for our new home nudity rules," explained Celia.  "We gave our son Will here the choice of being stripped or being nude at home.  One thing led to another and now we have a household rule where males are required to be naked.  She gestured at Kyle and her husband.  So, when Mark came for dinner he stripped down, too."\
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"Ah!  I see."  Tracy sat in thought for a moment.  "I think I would like to stay for some ice cream after all. But, dear," she looked at her husband.  "That means you are singularly over dressed."\
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Wayne looked at it her in surprise.\
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"Oh, it's okay. There's no need to . . . " Celia started to reassure him.\
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"No, I think if you're in someone's home it is very rude not to follow along with the customs and habits.  Dear, let's just see if I can help out for a minute."\
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They watched in fascination as Tracy undressed her husband with well practiced ease.  When he was completely stripped the family phallic resemblance was quite clear, although Mark's huge erection was not matched at the moment by his father's flaccid member.\
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"Let me get that ice cream," Tom said.\
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"I'd like to understand about Cheryl, then," said Tracy. "She's obviously not just naked at home."\
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"No, no.  She is officially stripped under the new Florida law.  She is required to be naked anywhere and everywhere until her 21st birthday."\
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"I've seen her naked, of course, at our house.  But I wasn't so clear about this new law.  Is she the only one in Flagler Beach?"\
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"The only one in Flagler County, if you can believe it," confirmed Celia.  "But my friend Rhonda is the official county rep for the QS -- that's the state name for the program -- and she's quite eager to sign up more kids.  Any parent or guardian is allowed to enroll their child.  You just pay $45.00 and attach a small round bandaid behind the left ear.  That's it.  After that your kid has to be naked."\
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"So, you're not going to strip Will?"\
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"We haven't yet.  We'll see."\
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"How about you Mark?  I don't think we can claim you weren't outside on the beach, doing who knows what in the altogether.  Do you want to do 500 hours of community service, or be stripped?"\
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Mark avoided answering for the moment, instead accepting a bowl of ice cream from the naked Tom. "Thank you," he said politely.\
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"Another thing," Tracy continued.  "Why the shot?  What was that for?"\
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"Well, my friend Rhonda has these pills that are under development by the state.  They're supposed to be a safer form of Viagra.  Anyway, if you strip a boy they recommend putting him on the pills, at least for the first 24 hours to get him used to being naked in public.  I suppose the idea is that if you have an erection the first day you won't be so shy about plain nudity after that.  Rhonda says some families are giving the pills to their boys more often, I guess to have them be more upstanding in public!"  She laughed at her own joke.\
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Tracy stared at her son's erection and nodded.  "So the officer said this is a 24-hour shot -- he'll be this way all night and all day. I like it!  "\
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"Hey, mom.  I know this is probably an awkward time to ask, but since all the parents are here, can Mark spend the night?" asked Cheryl.\
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"Cheryl!"  exclaimed Celia.\
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"Well?"\
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"Absolutely not!"\
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"I don't think it's fair.  Kyle stays over all the time."\
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"I'm just not comfortable with it, okay Cheryl."\
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"So, only gay boys are allowed to have sex at home?"\
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"What!" cried Will and Kyle together.\
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"Yeah, you don't fool me, Will -- or you, either Kyle."  Cheryl said in an offhand voice.  "So, mom, is this discrimination because I'm a girl or because I'm not gay?"\
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Tracy and Wayne looked around uncomfortably, suddenly finding themselves in the midst of a family squabble.  In an attempt to disentangle themselves Tracy declared, "Well, we're not comfortable with Mark having sex, yet. He's far too young."\
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Mark, still sitting with his erection on display had the good grace to blush.  Cheryl laughed out loud.  Even Mark's father looked amused at the statement.\
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"We could just do it on the beach again," Cheryl suggested.  "After all, they can't bust you twice in one night for public nudity, and you're nice and hard."\
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"Okay," said Cheryl's mom.  "I guess you're going to push the issue."\
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"Well, yeah!" agreed Cheryl.\
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"You're having sex, then?" asked Tracy weakly.\
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"Yes, mother," responded Mark.\
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"Before tonight?"\
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"Yes, mother," Mark reiterated.\
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"Okay, I'm not going to delve further into the details, but clearly we need to make some decisions."\
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"For starters, I think Cheryl should be on the pill.  I don't suppose either of you thought to use birth control?" asked Celia.\
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Mark and Cheryl shook their heads no.\
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"That is not very brilliant, I must say." Celia stressed. \
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The two kids nodded.\
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"If Cheryl's going on the pill, I think you should be, too."  Mark's mother made her contribution.\
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"Which means you'll need to be stripped officially," added his father.\
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"So, both kids are going on the pill."  stated Tom.\
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"Mark to keep him nice and hard," said Tracy.\
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" . . . and Cheryl to keep her from getting pregnant.  I guess they might as well sleep over if that's the arrangement," concluded Celia.\
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"Come on Mark."  Cheryl held out her hand. "You look a little stunned.  Let me make you feel better."\
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"Poor boy, that girl has it all figured out and I don't think he has a clue what's hit him.  Time for you and me to go home, pardner."  And with that Tracy extended her hand to Wayne, said good-night to everyone and led him out the door.\
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END OF PART THREE\
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"These things are not selling at all."  Rhonda sat down behind her booth.  She and the boys had been at the market all day.  Her older son had said it was stupid, and besides he had basketball practice which was a legitimate enough excuse.  But Kyle and Will had been game to try.  They had handed out over a hundred fliers, but they'd only gotten two responses:\
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"Why aren't you guys naked then?" and, "Are you boys gay?"\
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"I figure there's only one way to handle this," said Kyle's mom.  \
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"What's that?  We can't give up!"  \
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"Why, Kyle!  That's so sweet.  I really appreciate your vote of confidence already."\
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Kyle blushed.  "I may be putting my foot in it, but, well . . . "\
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"He means what's the point of trying to hide it.  I think you knew before I did.  My mom did too.  Now my sister sort of outed us to her boyfriend's family so she could get permission for Mark to sleep over.  Now she's on the pill and having sex every day."\
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"Well, and . . . so are we, so . . . "\
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"What are you boys trying to tell me? That I should just take care of both questions people have been asking all day?"\
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The boys gave the slightest of nods.\
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"Let me make a phone call to your mom, Will.  Perhaps we'll do just that."\
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"Celia, its Rhonda.  I'm sitting here at the park.  I think its time to strip the boys.  . . . yeah, Kyle and your Will.  Okay. I'll work it out. . . . yes, I know how.  We'll just scan your card when I see you.  'Bye."\
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Rhonda turned to the boys.  "It's time."\
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They boys nodded again.\
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"Okay, I'm stripping both of you.  Here's a QS chip apiece.  Hey I've got the perfect idea, let's take a walk to the bookstore.  It's only a block away."\
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At the bookstore Rhonda quickly found what she wanted.  After a brief conversation with the owner she had two laminated signs made up as well.  "Here you go Kyle.  One for you.  And, Will, one for you.  Let's go see how it works!"\
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Kyle and Will found themselves walking through the farmers market birthday-suit-naked.  Each one wore a sign strung around his neck with rainbow ribbon, reading "Strip your kid, He'll love it."\
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Amazingly enough, this strategy actually worked.  Two moms recognized the rainbow ribbon for what it was and brought their presumably gay boys over and had them stripped.  "Pretty good looking boys, too," was Will's opinion.  A couple other moms had no idea about the ribbon.  "That's real pretty ribbon you've got there, son," observed one mother, but she was happy enough to strip her 16 year old.  "Tired of him dropping dirty clothes all around the house and expecting me to do the laundry.  He'll listen better after this!"  She bought a QS and chuckled to herself as she planned when to pop it on her son.  It wasn't a big day of sales, but they'd figured out their new strategy late in the day and three sales was better than the "none" Rhonda had chalked up prior to that. \
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"The only sales I've made are to family, or because of family.  There's you and Cheryl," she said pointing to Will.  "Of course there's Kyle.  Cheryl sort of forced Mark into this, that makes four.  I haven't even stripped Cody," she said, referring to Kyle's older brother.  "But thank you very much, both of you!!!  And to think that to help me out you ended up naked until you're 21!!!"  Will and Kyle looked at each other and shrugged.  Truth be told, it hadn't been that bad walking around naked.  It was a lot cooler in the hot air, and once they were out about being gay there wasn't much more anyone could say to tease them!\
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"It's still all about boys.  Boys, boys, boys!"  Cheryl stomped around the room.\
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"I'm just trying to sell Quick Strips, Cheryl.  That's all.  Do you have any better ideas?"\
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"Don't get me wrong.  I think it's great the little twerps are nude.  They even look cute with the rainbow necklaces you made them.  They're as gay as all get out now, flaunting it all over town; and famous, too, because of that giant banner you made up."\
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"I sold three strips on Saturday.  After I made that photo banner I sold another five. Those are the only ones I've sold that aren't to family . . . or Mark, which might as well be family!"\
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"Yeah, Mark is good naked, isn't he?"\
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"Even though he's a boy," teased Celia.\
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Cheryl glowered at the banner that hung at one corner of the room.  Rhonda and Celia had been going over Rhonda's new marketing strategy when Cheryl had come in and exploded.  So far Rhonda had embellished upon her sales success with the two boys.  She got one of her bookkeeping clients who ran a photo business to take a bunch of studio shots of Kyle and Will.  In the banner they looked impossibly cute, cherubic and sexy in a seductive, pre-adolescent style.  Blond hair, slightly bronzed Florida skin and eyes you could fall into drew your gaze straight into theirs.  Rhonda was sure it was the photo banner that had recruited the five more strips last Saturday.  The two women were now playing around with an advertising slogan.  The best they'd come up with so far was "Strip your kid for Florida fun."\
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"Everyone thinks its okay for boys to be naked," continued Cheryl. "Like Dad says,  'We were naked all the time, but never the girls.'  Kyle and Will are cute and naked -- but they'll only succeed in getting more boys stripped.  What you need are girls selling QS. That way you'll get parents to strip their daughters, too."\
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"Do we want them to strip older girls, or little girls?" asked Celia.\
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"Both, of course," put in Rhonda.  "Are you volunteering to help sell?" she asked, looking at her nude daughter.\
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"Sure, I'll help," said Cheryl.\
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"I've got it," her mother exclaimed, "You need another girl to work with you, someone younger. Isn't it about time Cindy's folks ponied up $45.00 and stripped her?  The two of you would be perfect.  A cute little five year old and a beautiful nude teen."\
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"I have an idea that will make it even better!" cried Cindy.  "See you later.  I've got work to do!!!"  She slammed the screen door on her way out.\
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The next week Will and Kyle were back at work.  They wore their new rainbow necklaces and across their chests in body paint was scrawled: "Strip your boy, he'll love it."\
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"Did you have any trouble getting Cindy's parents to agree to the stripping?"\
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"Not at all.  I told them that we're getting parents to strip their girls with the slogan, 'Strip your girl, you'll love it.'  Her mom laughed and said, 'I think we would love it, actually.'  Her dad nodded and that was that!"\
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They wrote the slogan across Cindy's flat chest and Cheryl's boobs: "Strip your girl, you'll love it."\
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With Cheryl's involvement the stripping of girls took off.  Every week she had a new idea.\
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The next Saturday Cheryl and Cindy showed up decorated with identical sparkling fairy wings across their backs and just a bit across the front of their chests.  The sparkle was delicate, but quite clearly visible in the bright sun.  \
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"Mark's friend is a spray paint artist," explained Cheryl. "He came over this morning and did these.  They'll only last a day, but I think we'll sell a lot of strips."  Indeed all the little girlie girls in town wanted the same thing.  Rhonda was a little disappointed that the appeal seemed more for the paint than the strip, but they sold a fair number.\
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The coup was getting two girls to participate in a body painting contest.  Each girl took a turn decorating the other and Cheryl and Rhonda took photos, gave each girl a blue ribbon and had the shoppers at the farmers market cheering them on.\
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The second week the first two girls were back and six new girls signed joined the contest. Every girl who wanted the chance to get painted and look pretty was begging her parents to strip her so she could participate.  What parent could resist?  Rhonda had to admit that Cheryl had a knack for getting girls involved, but she wanted boys included as well, so she introduced a raffle for participation in the contest's new second round. Each contestant's name was written on a jar.  Anyone who wanted the chance to paint on her body could write his or her name on a raffle ticket and put it in the jar.  The catch: you had to be stripped before you could even participate in the raffle.  Most of the contestants were girls and boys were now begging their parents to strip them for the chance to get their hands on a girl they had the hots for.  \
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To bring even more excitement, Rhonda and Cheryl introduced an "entertainment" portion and prizes contributed by local businesses.  A local tattoo parlor got involved and offered up the grand prize of a massage, airbrushed body paint, laser hair removal and the choice of a tattoo or piercing. It was this third contest that set the precedent for the sexual overtones that were to loom large in the success of Florida's strip program.  At the time, however, it appeared that things had taken a terrible twist.  Rhonda was really upset.  Cheryl stopped her involvement in selling QS. However, her brief period of assistance had really set Rhonda on her way, thereby making the marketing approaches pioneered in Flagler County the benchmark for the future look of the program.\
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The rules for the contest were simple.  Contestants were divided into boys and girls and into age groups:\
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6 - 8\
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12 - 14\
15 - 17\
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Two rounds were announced. Contestants had to compete in both:\
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1. Partner rounds -- a painter and a paintee.  Both participants had to be stripped before being allowed to participate and both had to be in the same age bracket.  For the most part participants were of the same gender, but a boy and girl -- both 17 years old -- were stripped by their families and entered into the contest, ostensibly because they were found making love in the girl's bedroom one night.\
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2. Raffle round -- names of participants were placed in labelled jars.  Everyone interested in painting a specific person could enter the raffle by placing their name in a jar.  To enter, the boy or girl had to be stripped first and had to be in the same age bracket as the contestant they wished to paint.  \
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It was the "entertainment" portion that raised eyebrows, got a lot of attention, and contributed to the debates and court case that followed.\
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"Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, I have a special announcement to make." Rhonda held the microphone as she stood in front of a new stage built at one end of the park. "Welcome to this week's body painting contest.  Everyone has obviously enjoyed our previous two contests, as measured by the amazing turnout for this week's contest."  Rhonda gestured at the stage.  Six boys were lined up on one side, and ten girls lined up on the other side of the stage.  The audience applauded.  "I am proud to introduce some improvements to this week's event. We have prizes to award, a second round that will match up randomly drawn painters to work on the contestant of their choice, and to start off with, our 'surprise strip.'"\
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A man and woman walked up on stage with a very nervous looking 11 year old boy wearing a t-shirt and board short style swimsuit.  "Mr. and Mrs. Armigen are volunteering their son to be stripped -- and spanked -- this morning for your entertainment and his edification."  The boy looked panicked and strong parental arms gripped him tighter on either side. "Edification means improved behavior'," added Rhonda, still speaking into the microphone, but looking at the young boy.  He nodded, his eyes big.\
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"Without further ado." Rhonda bent down and pulled the boys swimsuit off, revealing pale parts untouched by the Florida sun.  A penis of somewhat respectable size for his age flopped down.  A wooden construction with a cushion across the top was pushed over by Cheryl.  Together the parents and the two women bent the boy over the device, strapped his ankles with velcro fasteners, yanked his t-shirt off and strapped his wrists on the other side.  \
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"This is a complete surprise to our participant," spoke Rhonda into the mike. "What is your name, young man?"\
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The boy mumbled something so low that the audience couldn't hear.  "Mike.  A very nice name," Rhonda spoke into the microphone.  "Your parents have decided to have you stripped today, which I know is a big surprise for you.  As a special reward you'll be allowed your pick of which participant to paint, when we get to that part of the contest.  I'm sure most everyone knows her by now, but for those who may not have been formally introduced, Cheryl will do the honors."  Everyone applauded.  \
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"For our other contestants, pay close attention.  Boys, you are the second portion of our entertainment today. In a very short time you will be asked to perform here on stage for the benefit of our audience.  Should you fail to cooperate, you will be experiencing the same fate as our young Mike here."  \
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Cheryl stepped into position, lifted her hand and brought it down with a loud smack on Mike's left buttock. Her next slap resounded off his right buttock.  She continued with a steady and loud rhythm, alternating her blows on one buttock after the other.  Mike's body jerked and his eyes widened with the first unexpected slap. After six blows, Mike began to sob.  By the time Cheryl finished at 30 smacks the boy was wailing loudly.  Cheryl leaned over and released his wrists and ankles.  Rhonda helped the sobbing boy to his feet and walked him over to the group of male contestants.  He stood there red-faced and blubbering, staring unseeing toward the audience.  \
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Three nurses in white-starched uniforms stepped on stage.  "Ladies and gentlemen, we will now get our boys prepared for the next stage of our entertainment.  I'm sure you'll find each one of them very cooperative in order to avoid a similar spanking."  The nurses stepped from one boy to another and efficiently administered a hypodermic shot into the left buttock of each one.  "The injections of generic Viagra will take effect quite quickly, going straight into the bloodstream.  Boys, now the part that was promised.  Get a good grip on your penis and help those erections to grow.  I know each of you knows very well how to play with yourself.  On the count of three begin pumping until you come.  For those old enough, we are quite eager to see you shoot as high and far as possible.  If you can't bear to do this in public, we'll take you to the stand here and spank you until you're willing to try."  Nine hands quickly found a penis and began pumping in earnest.\
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"Mike," admonished Rhonda, "I have to remind you that you are also expected to come, or you'll be the subject of a second round of spankings."  The abject boy reached for his hardening dick and began working his hand to make up for lost time.  Boys being boys, within minutes the audience was treated to the spectacle of 7 boys in the throes of orgasm.  Two tall 17 year olds spurted long jets of white sperm across the stage and into the audience.  The 15 and 16 year olds did nearly as well.  Mike and the three smaller boys had all been put into this situation through the unsolicited actions of their parents.  All four experienced dry orgasms but nevertheless exhibited the paroxysms of orgasm as their bodies arched back and mouths opened in silent screams.  The girls on the other side of the stage couldn't help but stare in fascination. Some of them had never witnessed the sight of a boy jacking off before, and none of them had ever had the privilege of seeing seven boys in action at once.\
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"Girls, I see that you're enjoying watching the boys.  Perhaps next week we'll try it the other way around. Any girl who stripped to participate this week is welcome to join next week's contest. And now, on to our body painting contest.  For the winners I'm happy to announce that we have some prizes this week, generously provided by local businesses."\
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The body painting was a great success.  The painted boys and girls were paraded across the stage to the admiration and applause of the audience.  The Viagra had taken full effect so every boy sported a solid boner.  The artists had taken full advantage of the expanded canvas and each dick was colorfully decorated.  The girls turned themselves this way and that, enjoying the attention of boys and the audience.  Cheryl asked for applause after each contestant walked the stage and acted as a living applause-o-meter.  \
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The contestants who got the most applause were given a choice among the prizes available. The offer from the tattoo parlor proved so popular that the business owners decided to give award two winners: one to a 15 year old girl, and the second to 5 year old Cindy.  Inspired by the boys' performance they even offered to display the girls being brought to orgasm in the shop's display window if the parents so desired.\
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Cindy was so excited at winning that she could barely contain herself.  If she'd been wearing them, she would have peed her panties.  However, like a lot of the other little girls running around the park that morning Cindy was totally naked.  She'd entered the body painting contest and danced a little on stage, showing off the pink flowers and glitter that her friend and fellow contestant Tamara had drawn all over her body.  But her real excitement was winning the Dragon Tattoo Parlor sweepstakes.  She was even more thrilled, because at first only a big girl had won.  Cindy had been so disappointed -- and so enthusiastic at the prospect of winning -- that the owners of Dragon Tattoo had made a special category for her to win.  She now swung her body off the pavement in sheer joy as her mom and dad held up her arms on either side.  The two parents looked at each other over her head and smiled.\
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They suspected that when they got to Dragon Tattoo Cindy would suddenly get shy, at least for a little while.  She surprised them by running straight down the aisles examining all the goodies and discussing everything with the staff.\
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"Oh, cool," she exclaimed, "are these the rings for little girls' thingies?" \
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"Those are clit rings," explained the young lady, one of several assistants on duty.\
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"Yeah, clit rings," cried out Cindy, "they're for right here, you know." She demonstrated by squatting down, opening her legs and showing off her own genitalia. "Ooooh, what are these pretty balls?"\
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"Those go up inside you!" giggled the attendant, "They feel pretty good!"\
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And so it went, the little five year old getting a crash course in what feels good, looks pretty, seems kinky, ties you up, holds you down, gets you off . . .\
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"So, young lady," interrupted one of the owners on duty, Cyrus Santoush, "what would YOU like to have today -- it's on us -- your prize!"\
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"I want one of these." The girl pointed, voice suddenly low, head down and shy.  After all the kinky stuff, what did she want? "It goes in my bellybutton, right?"\
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"That's right, absolutely right.  This is an amethyst and silver bellybutton ring.  You'll need to get pierced and then take real good care of it every day so it doesn't get infected.  Can you do that?"\
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"Oh, yes," nodded Cindy seriously.\
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Cyrus cast an eye at mom and dad, who nodded ascent.  \
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"Still want to go through the whole thing, the window and all?" asked the owner, checking in.\
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Mom and Dad smiled and nodded.  Cindy, catching on, replied as well, "Of course, I want the whole thing!"\
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"Guess that settles that.  Let me assign one of our specialists.  We'll get her settled in and take care of 'the whole thing.''"\
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"Hello, young lady, my name is Pearl," an effeminate young man introduced himself to Cindy, putting his hand out.\
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Cindy shook the hand, "My name is Cindy."\
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"Let's head over here.  We're going to put you in this recliner right in the front window so everyone outside can see you get your pretty ring."\
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"And the other thing -- you're still going to do that thing that makes me feel so good," Cindy shook her hips, "down here, right?"\
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"Have no fear, we certainly won't forget THAT!"\
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Flagler Beach ended up with a sizable population of naked girls. In truth, girls in Flagler had been hanging out on the beaches, boardwalk, ice cream stands, pizza joints, and nearly everywhere else in next to nothing. Bikinis were so small they barely covered nipples on top.  Bottoms curved minimal bits of fabric into the cleavage of buttocks and labia.  For years girls had been very casual about coverage, boys enjoyed the show, and parents looked the other way.  Taking it all off was really a symbolic gesture and nothing more.\
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Once there was social sanction and a bit of a reward to strip, girls were just as willing to go naked as bikini clad -- in fact, bikinis were a bit of a pain.  The funny part, of course, was that this was all part of summer culture.  Very few girls stopped to remember that being stripped was permanent.  School would be starting in a few weeks and they'd be just as naked as on the beach.  If it were just a beachfront school, it would have made no difference, but at the amalgamated county school students were bussed in from all sorts of communities, from far inland as well as on the coast.  Those kids weren't used to mostly-naked girls hanging out on the beach all summer. They had probably never heard of Florida's new strip laws, let alone been expecting to confront naked kids in the hallways!\
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As for boys, the trend was a little slower to develop.  In contrast to the girls, boys had been layering on fabric for years, wandering up and down the boardwalk and beaches in longer and longer shorts and swimsuits, wearing XXL t-shirts, and covering those with hoodies.  While boys were happy to ogle naked girls, they weren't so eager to have their own bodies on display.  As for parents, they were already used to seeing their daughters nearly naked.  Most dads -- and some moms -- could remember older days when boys and men wore little or nothing to swim in, or to hang out at home.  Some families decided to keep their sons naked at home, but there was a reluctance to strip the boys and force them to be naked in public until they reached adulthood.  Nevertheless, the number of naked boys in Flagler Beach slowly increased.\
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Will and Kyle set the fashion for a good looking fully-tanned boy with nothing on but a rainbow necklace. Some gay boys follow the example of Will and Kyle and come out and get stripped at the same time.  Other boys don't even know what the necklaces are about, but wear them anyway just because it is a stripped boy fad.  Some boys are forced naked by their parents, while some savvy older teens figure out that it is a lot easier to get away with sex if you're stripped and hang out with girlfriends and hot babes on the beach.  \
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Meanwhile Rhonda carried on with her work as Flagler County's indefatigable rep with the campaign: School's starting, save money on uniforms, strip your kid now!  She set up her booth at the farmer's market and hung up the banner with the new slogan.  A few parents had already stopped by to strip their kids in time for the new school year.\
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"Let me see that," Rhonda demanded when Cindy and Cheryl showed up.  "Oh, wow.  However did you get Cindy's parents to agree to that?"  Cheryl used her fingers to widen her own labia.  Cindy and Cheryl sported matching gold rings pierced through the outer hoods of their clitorises. \
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"Isn't it pretty?" chimed in Cindy. "Daddy got it for me."\
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"It's gorgeous," admired Rhonda.  Cindy beamed.\
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"They just can't stand to see their daughter cry," Cheryl explained.  "And if I have one, doesn't Cindy need one just like it?"\
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With the two girls hanging out, parents who stopped by the booth to strip their daughters wanted to know where they could buy that kind of jewelry. \
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"I never even knew these things existed," explained one mom. "Is it legal?"\
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"Sure," explained Cheryl,  "They sell them at Dragon Tattoo, just down the highway."\
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"I'd sure love to get one of these for my daughter," said a dad, stopping by to have his 8 year old girl stripped. "You'd love that wouldn't you?"  \
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The little girl nodded.  "You're so pretty," she gushed, looking up at Cheryl, "and you've got one."\
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That was the last time Cheryl and Rhonda held court at the farmers market together.  A conservative parent brought a lawsuit against the State of Florida, Flagler County, and Cheryl and Rhonda for exposing her child to the sight of boys masturbating on stage during a public event.  The case took its time to wend through the courts, and in that time Cheryl decided her time with the QS program was over.  Rhonda was distraught, thinking her career with Florida's new trend was over.  When the case was finally resolved it went a long way toward shaping the future of Florida's children.  The judges decreed that the spanking constituted child abuse, regardless of the permission granted by parents or guardians.  The court clarified that parents and guardians had the responsibility to protect children from harm, abuse and exploitation. Sentencing was withheld and all parties were warned to ensure that such actions never occurred again. \
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As for the masturbation, the court ruled that the state in creating the Quick Strip program had granted implicit permission for parents and guardians to protect and encourage their children's normal and healthy bodily state.  Such control extended to stripping itself, nudity being a natural condition of human beings; and to normal bodily functions.  Guardians were expected to provide a healthy environment including good nutrition, exercise and healthcare.  The justices observed that a child's own natural and healthy functioning included the use of bodily organs, including but not limited to urination, bowel movements, erections, moistening of the vagina, and orgasms. In instituting the mandatory stripping of a child under legal means, the court ruled that the state had acknowledged certain types of parental control over their children's bodies; and removed the barrier hiding certain normal functions from public view. The state-sanctioned use of sildenafil citrate, aka Viagra, to induce boys' erections, set a further precedent for parental stimulation of certain natural bodily functions. Furthermore, state laws allowed for limited transferal of parental rights, or the right of parents to grant such transferal, to other persons.  With this ruling the overt practice of sexually stimulating children in Florida, residents and tourists alike, was set in law.  \
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Rhonda had achieved such marked success so quickly in promoting the QS program in Flagler County that state officials in charge of the program commissioned a study of her methods.  As a result the name of the program was changed to the much more marketable "Stripped for Florida" or "SFF."  The banner featuring Will and Kyle inspired the famous photo created by a Miami ad agency, retaining the "gay" aspect and featuring two similarly seductive-looking blond children -- the famous "twins" that now stare down from SFF locations all over the state, as identical as can be except that upon examination of the relevant organs one is a boy and the other a girl.  \
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Tattoo parlors and sex shops all over the state quickly realized that they had an entirely new, lucrative market, and a new social acceptability.  Airbrush painting, microgram implants, piercings, tattoos, genital jewelry and vibrators for boys and girls of all ages took off as the biggest economic impact of the new Stripped For Florida phenomenon.  Visitors from around the world now come to Florida to strip their kids naked for vacation, do them up with body decoration, stimulate them with sexual toys, and head off for beaches and theme parks.  \
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In a final footnote, Kyle and Will had achieved near celebrity status in Flagler County, but it didn't seem to affect them at all.  Kyle's older brother Cody, however, went through a real hard time.  He resented his brother for being naked, for being gay, for being famous, for not caring that he was famous.  His parents tired of his grumpiness and had him stripped in an attempt to improve his attitude.  Cody wasn't at all happy about it.  His sole passion was basketball; not only was he good, but his team was good.  They were good enough that after winning the regional championship a recruiter stripped the entire team for life in hopes that at least some of the players would be able to play nude ball as pros.  Being on a recruiter's short list and watchful eye made Cody a lot happier.  But he was not at all sure what to think about the naked part.  "My brother is a Stripped For Florida celebrity -- in a weird sort of way -- as the model for the GIRL on the SFF poster.  But even he will have to put on clothes on when he turns 21.  I didn't even want to be naked at home and I'm going to be playing basketball naked.  Shit, I'm going to be naked until my dying day unless I move out of the state of Florida."\
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