THE WEDDING REHERSAL PART 3
BY: Central Jill
I don’t think that I have ever seen Mike grin so hard. He was so proud of himself. This so called Double Dare scared the heck out of me. What did I agree to? Why did I agree? I am sure that walking in Mike’s house might not have been that back. His dad is kind of cute anyway and I could have ran right straight to my room, maybe his dad would have been sleeping already and might not have even noticed. Anyways I made the decision and now I had to live with it. I looked at Mike and asked him what he had in mind and he started to fill me in on the details. What I heard was just floored me. What the hell was he thinking? What girl in her right mind would let any guy to this to her? And worst of all why am I going to do it? The only thing that was going through my mind was the fact that I had already agreed and I couldn’t back out now. Please help me.
As Mike drove me across town to our destination my stomach really was in knots. I had goose bumps all over my body and I was ready to just jump out of my skin. As you may know if you read up on my Spring Break adventure that I have gotten myself into some pretty vicarious positions. Fortunately Mike doesn’t know about spring break or he could have possibility made things worse. Anyways this double dare probably has to be the most dangerous thing that I have even done. In fact the more I think about it I really lost a lot of respect for Mike because he put me in such a bad spot luckily everything turned out OK or I wouldn’t be writing all of this down. For my so called Double Dare Mike drove me past his house (eight miles to be exact) and turned the car around and pulled over to the side of the road. He told me to get out of the car. As we stood on the side of the road at 1:00AM with me literally begging Mike not to do this (I mean tears in my eyes, please, please, please, please, please kind of begging) all Mike would say is that I already agreed to do it and I had no choice. To help calm my nerves Mike handed me his cell phone and told me to call him if I get in trouble. Yes if you haven’t figured it out yet he left me on the side of road eight miles from his house at 1:00 in the morning with nothing but a cell phone in my hand. My dare was to find my way home totally naked. As I watched his tail lights get dimmer I was so scared. It was dark outside and I was in a strange place. All I knew was that I had to start walking up this road. He also told me that he would leave his shirt folded up on the deck in his back yard so I could get into the house. Whop de friggin do.
Well I started my walk. It was still pretty chilly outside in fact parts of me were standing at full attention. I prayed that no cars or animals would come by and see my. I also knew that I needed to get moving because it would get daylight sometime around six and I wanted to be in bed before that. I didn’t even have a pair of shoes. The rocks on this road really hurt my feet but I couldn’t stop. I actually figured that Mike would come back in a while in pick my up after I had a good scare but he never did. What really surprised me was the amount of traffic that was on this road. Although most of the traffic probably happened after 2:00 when the local bar closed. I must have had to jump into the ditch at least twenty times. The worst part about this trip was that I had to walk past the local bar to get home. Going past this bar meant that I had a quarter mile stretch of well lit road. I couldn’t run so I just had to walk. As I was walking past the bar the bartender must have been looking out the road because he spotted me and came out to talk. I just froze. I could move. I don’t why I didn’t run but I just stood there waiting for him to come across the road and talk to me. He asked me if everything was OK and for some reason I told him the entire story. He had a good laugh and said that I was incredibly brave. He offered me a ride home when he got off work in a half hour. I accepted and went inside the bar with him the heat felt good. Once we were inside I still felt very awkward because I was naked. I asked him for something to cover up with and he just smiled and said that from what I told him that my dare was to find my way home naked and he was not one to break the rules.
Once he was done with work we walked outside and got ready to go home. When I asked him where his car was he just smiled and pointed to the motorcycle at the end of the parking lot. I guess I just assumed the man owned car, my mistake. I also guess that explains why he grabbed two helmets before he locked the door. I have never rode on a motorcycle before and it was really a lot of fun. Very cold but a lot of fun. It didn’t take long for us to reach Mike’s house. I must have been really getting into the ride because I actually told him to take me for a spin through town. My hair was flying back. The wind felt awesome against my body. After all I had a helmet on and nobody could see me face. It was like a free pass to be naughty. We must have drove around for at 30 minutes before I told him that it was time for me to get home. I could tell that he really didn’t want to take me home and I didn’t really want to go but I thought that I better not push my luck. I told him to drop me about block from Mike’s house so I could pretend that I walked the entire distance. As I approached the front door to Mike’s house I just thought what the hell. I was in rare form. I just opened the door and walked right in. Naked as a jay bird. Luckily the only person awake was Mike and he was just sitting on the couch watching TV. I thought the eyes were going to bug out of his head when I started walking through his house naked. Mike told me I had better cover up because his parents are light sleeper and they could wake up and come out here at anytime. I just smiled at him, flipped him the bird and walked down the hall to my room. As I lay there on my bed I couldn’t believe what had happened to me today. I started to recall all the situations that Mike has put me in and suddenly realized that he is a real dink. I think that once we get back to Mt. Pleasant that I am going avoid him like the plague. He is absolutely no good to me. I can make much better friends.
Well actually since all of this has happened I haven’t even talked to Mike. His days of torturing me are over. I use to really enjoy a little bit of exhibitionism but Mike has always pushed me to far to the point were it is not fun. I have actually made a new friend in Florida named Stacey. We have been exchanging dares over the internet and having a lot of fun. When I get some more time I will fill you in on the details.
Jill
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