My first story starts at my first job out of college, but a little background first. Growing up my being embarrassed and humiliated started early when I didn’t take a bottle of alcohol to my neighbor’s apartment building party. We owned a bar restaurant and was expected to bring it or else. My punishment was to be stripped naked in front of the girls at the party and paraded around the rest of the night including going outside, this caused many adventures over the years. I tell you this as one of the girls that was there was now working with me it the same company. After a few months, she started daring to do things at the office with the threat of telling the other women in the office about my exhibitionism. One thing we were in charge of was taking inventory in the warehouse of the 11 different products we sold. The filter line typically took about 4 hours to take physical inventory. She decided that we should play a game. If she had 25 counts in a row matching the physical inventory, I had to make a wardrobe adjustment. If there were 3 at any point wrong, she had to make the change. First one naked stayed naked and the other got redressed. As it always worked out, I was the one that lost my clothes first. We played this for several months and no one ever knew until on one Friday, all the guys in the various departments left, we were supposed to be done by 4:30 so the last of the girls in the front office could leave on time at 4:30. Well we lost track of time and weren’t done and didn’t know what time it was. She came out to the warehouse and we didn’t hear her coming, all we heard was where are your clothes? Pam my neighbor turned co-worker explained the whole situation. Well Doreen said that in order for her not to say anything she needed to be part of our group, she gathered up my clothes and took them to the front office and told us she would wait for us to finish, provided I did a dare for her when I got up there. When we got to the front office at about 5 she was waiting and told me my dare was to walk out the front door and take 50 steps in one direction away from it. Our building sat right on a public highway and at 5 pm the road was very busy. Being that I didn’t want to lose my first job because of this, I did the dare and was seen by several cars but no one stopped or they were going too fast to notice. This has caused several more exhibitions/humiliations I have had and will write about more of them.