Going to School Naked

By Emi Tsuruta

I had another strange dream. In the dream, I was up in my bedroom on the second floor in Loretta's house. I was naked, fresh from the shower, gathering up my books and phone, getting ready to go to class at Oceanview U. I was trying to act like it was any other day, but actually, inside, I was all excited from standing here starkers in my bedroom with the door open. In real life, I didn't usually roam around naked like this in their house, because Loretta has told me not to, but for some reason, in the dream, I can't bring myself to get dressed.

Brandon's room is right next to mine. He's a college guy, a bit taller than me, short black hair, fairly slender. Yuuki says he's handsome, but I don't know. He kind of came on strong when I first moved in, coming after me, taunting me, touching me and stuff. I actually think it's because he has a secret thing for me, but he says not. I know I shouldn't tease him, but in the dream, I was all excited at the prospect of wandering out there naked just to see what he would do.

I packed up everything into my backpack, and then came out into the hall, still naked. Brandon wasn't in his room, but I continued on, walking over to the stairs. I started down, my heart beating faster with each step. The tension was incredible. I was so excited I felt like I might burst.

Brandon and Jennifer were in the living room, all dressed and ready for the day. They turned to look at me as I came down. They looked pretty shocked to see me naked.

I knew I should feel embarrassed, but actually, getting caught like that just got me even more horny. I just stood there letting them see my breasts all perked up, my pussy all wet from the embarrassment. I don't know why it was getting me so hot, but it was. I licked my lips, giving Brandon my sexiest look. I placed my hand on the knob of the front door, teasing them, threatening to go outside naked. Brandon ran over, and grabbed me, maybe trying to stop me, but the feeling of his hands on my body just got me hotter still. Unable to take it, I felt my pulse quicken, my body fill up with all these sensations. He pulled me close, wrestling with me, sliding his hands down over my buttocks, between my legs. It was so exciting I couldn't take it anymore. I let go, and felt my body explode in this fit of pent up emotion. And then I woke up, back in my bed, clothed in my nightie, breathing heavy, heart pounding still all jazzed up from the orgasm.

I reached over, and got a wipe from my night table, cleaning myself off. I was so wet, down there. I don't know why I get so worked up like this. I don't even like Brandon. I mean he's kind of cute in his way, but he's not my boyfriend, you know? I've got to get a grip here.

I got up, and opened my door a crack. It sounded like Loretta was downstairs in the kitchen, making breakfast, but it was hard to tell where Brandon and Jennifer were. I peeled off my sticky p. j.'s, trying to judge if it was safe to run across naked to the bathroom. I stood in the door, trying to gather up my nerve, but before I could go through with it, I heard a rattle coming from the direction of Brandon's room next door. I guess I'd better get dressed before I really do get caught!

Anyway, I pulled on a robe, went across to the shower, trying to calm down. I don't know why I'm so randy today. The weather's getting warmer. And it's been a while since Ryosuke and I made love. Yes, that must be it. In Japan, we call it Yokkyuu fuman. I'm just frustrated.

After my shower, I got dressed, and went downstairs. Brandon, Jenn and them were sitting around the breakfast table. Brandon looked straight at me, almost like he suspected that I'd been dreaming about him. At least this time I was wearing clothes. I was probably blushing, my face all hot, but hopefully, they don't know why. Cheez, I really should chill out before I give myself away.

I went to school, but in my first class, I just sat there in a daze, still all worked up from the dream.

After class, I dropped in on Satomi, my best friend who lives in a dorm on campus. She's cute, soft clear skin, long hair dyed brown, spikey eyelashes. She's a bit serious, always studying. I debated telling her about the dream, but I knew she probably wouldn't approve. She always razzes me if I sleep in the nude in her room or whatever. I think deep down she does understand, sympathize, but she's always pretending like she's such a good girl, that she would never do anything like that. I guess she doesn't have a boyfriend, not like Ryosuke anyway.

The next morning, Friday, I woke up back home in my bed. Oh dear. Is it morning already? The sun was up, and I could feel a cool breeze blowing in on my face. The weather had been hot out for a while, so I must have left the window open when I went to sleep. I sat up, and looked out into the backyard. It was all misty out. It wasn't raining, but the breeze had that fresh scent of autumn after the terrible heat of the last few days. I glanced at the clock. It was already half past 8. Shoot! If I don't hurry, I'll be late.

I dashed down to the kitchen. Brandon looked up from his breakfast when I came in. His hair was kind of tousled, a bit of a bed head himself. They were getting ready to leave though. Loretta offered,

"Would you like a ride?"

"No, I'm fine, thanks. You guys go ahead."

The three of them rushed off leaving me home alone.

Peace and quiet at last. Looking out the front window, the fog looked even thicker. It was like cotton batting, almost as if the clouds had come down from the sky, and settled on the ground. It doesn't get foggy all that often in Oceanview. This was probably the thickest fog I'd seen since moving here.

I went back upstairs, stripped out of my p. j.'s, and had a shower. I tried to remember what all I had to do that day. I could pick up the anthro notes from Satomi at lunch. I had to submit an essay, so I should stop in at the library. Anything else?

Getting out of the shower, I grabbed a towel, and dried myself off before traipsing back to my room. I pulled a blue summer dress out of the closet, and laid it out on my bed. Next, I got out a lacy white bra and panties, and put them next to the dress. Smart yet feminine, I told myself. Just to add a touch of style, I wrapped a simple black leather choker around my neck, and modeled it in the mirror. There wasn't anything particularly kinky about the choker itself, but standing here naked the way I was, my breasts sticking out, I did feel kind of naughty.

Leaving my clothes there for the moment, I began to gather up my laptop and books, and pack them all into my backpack. What else do I need? Ah yes. My sandals are downstairs. Still naked, I draped my dress and undies across my arm, picked up my backpack, and quietly tiptoed downstairs.

When I first moved here, I would never have had the nerve to roam around the house naked, but I had grown bolder over time. I set down my backpack and clothes, pulled out my sandals, and sat my bare bottom down on the stairs to buckle them on. Standing up, I gazed at my naked body in the mirror. There was something a bit kinky about being dressed in just sandals and a choker, but it looked kind of sexy actually. My nipples were a tinge of cherry blossom pink. My breasts had perked up from the excitement. I gently dabbed at my pussy with my fingertips shuddering at my own touch.

I peered out the window at the fog. Is that what's getting me so excited? You couldn't see far. I hadn't really seen fog this thick before, not in California at least. Curious, I placed my hand on the door handle debating if I should open it. Loretta and them were all gone, and even in the sunlight, the fog seemed to be acting as a kind of cover. I slowly pulled the door open, peering out towards the street. I could see our porch clear enough, but our lawn was already kind of blurry from all the mist. There was a fresh wet smell to the air, much cooler than it had been. I cautiously stepped out from behind the door revealing my naked body to the street, testing to see what would happen.

It was still pretty quiet. I could hear the sounds of cars driving by on the main street further up. Getting more courageous now, I stuck my head out the door peering off seeing if I could see the cars. With all this white mist, our whole street was one big blur. Wow! This is kind of cool actually. If I can't see the other houses, that must mean they can't see me either.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped out onto the porch, quite nervous to be out in front of my house naked. Quickly, before I lost my nerve, I went back inside, and stuffed my clothes into my backpack, and slung it over my back. I wasn't really sure what I was planning, but maybe like in my dream, I actually could go to school naked! Wouldn't that be something!

I peeked out the door. It looked safe, so out I stepped. I felt terribly anxious, but steeling my nerve, I shut the door, and locked it. It was such a weird feeling being out here in front of my house in the nude. I could feel the cool air all over my body, perking me up, getting me wet. My hello kitty was tingling away like crazy. What on earth am I doing? Sure, the fog makes it hard to see, but if anyone came close enough, they'll be able to tell I'm not wearing any clothes. I could see my own body quite clearly in the bright sunlight, my pointy breasts and fluffy black bush. I could even see the green grass of our lawn and streetlights further away.

I cupped my buttocks, a bit frightened. I squinted out into the fog trying to tell if anyone else was on the street. It must be nearly 9, so you would expect people to be heading to school or work, but I couldn't see much through the thick mist, just white fluffy clouds.

Quickly, before I lost my nerve, I gently padded down the steps, and made my way towards the sidewalk. I could still hear the dull roar of traffic going by down at the end of our street, but I couldn't see anyone. I hesitated though, afraid. How far do I want to take this? There was a bus stop further up north away from the traffic, but dare I risk it? What if there is someone waiting at the stop?

I kept turning, scanning the houses on both sides for any sign of movement. I guess our street is pretty quiet most of the time, but then again this was the first time that I'd ever come out onto the street naked. My common sense was screaming 'go back,' but my feet kept carrying me forward further and further from home. I began to wonder if I could board the bus naked. The driver would probably be pretty shocked though. Still, would be pretty thrilling just to try, and see what he'd do.

Unfortunately, just as I was starting to get a real buzz out of parading around out here naked, I started to notice that the fog was growing thinner. More and more I could see the houses on either side. I couldn't see anyone in the windows, but even so, I can't walk down the street nude if people can see me. I sprinted that last few hundred yards to the bus shelter. Luckily, there was no one there, but my whole body was shaking. I grabbed my blue dress out of my backpack, and pulled it on. Oh god! That was crazy. I have to stop doing these things.

The bus eventually came, but I was so worked up over the horrible chance I'd just taken. I sat there trying to calm down, but I was so energized. That was incredible. How on earth did I get away with it?

I finally made it to class, but my heart was still pounding away. I couldn't focus at all. I think my tutor even called on me, but I just kept silent, trying not to give myself away. He probably thought it was strange, because I'm usually quite eager to please, but eventually just moved on, and asked someone else.

Around lunch time, I bumped into my friend Asuna, a girl a bit younger than me who arrived in Oceanview at the same time I did. She's actually the cousin of my boyfriend at the time Ryosuke. I kind of knew I probably shouldn't tell anyone about my adventure that morning, but I was so pumped up I had to tell someone.

"What? You walked outside naked? Emi!" Asuna is a good friend, but she actually seemed kind of scandalized by my admission.

"It wasn't that long. I don't think anyone saw me..."

She still looked boggled.

"Don't you ever get like that? Wanting to go to school naked?"

She just laughed. I hadn't really explored all this with her, not that much really at that point. We had switched yukata at the beach fireworks show, but that was in the safety of the washroom. She'd seen me tease Craig, her roommate's boyfriend a couple of times, but had tried not to get caught up in my silly games.

Anyway, we had to go to class, so I bid her farewell, and headed out.

Saturday, we didn't have any classes, but I went to campus anyway. I hit the library, dropped by at the language exchange, and had some supper before heading to Satomi's dorm. The whole place was abuzz, people getting ready.

"What's up?" I asked.

"There's a party tonight down in the hall in the basement."

"Oh cool. Are you going?"

"We'll see."

Oh dear Satomi. As shy as ever.

"Can I tell Ryosuke?"

"Um, yeah, sure. Does he even like dances?"

"Kind of. He likes meeting people."

I texted him, and then tried to get organized. I'd brought a bunch of clothes, but no party dresses or anything.

"Do you have a dress I can borrow?" I asked. Satomi came over, and we went through her closet together. Before we could find one, Ryosuke arrived.

"Hey Satomi," he smiled. He'd dressed up a little, grey windbreaker, khaki trousers, his hair neatly styled and gelled. He's maybe trying to grow a beard, but it was just peach fuzz at that point. "I didn't realize you were here...?" he said to me.

Ryosuke knows Satomi from way back, but I suppose he doesn't usually come to her room. It's a nice enough room, but there are not many places to sit. He sat down on her bed, patting for me to sit next to him.

"Yeah, I sometimes sleep here if I have work in the morning. It's easier than going all the way home."

"Mmm," Ryosuke murmured looking at me a bit suspiciously.

"What? What's wrong?" I asked.

"No, nothing. I just bumped into Asuna a bit earlier...," he confided. He was still looking at me with this gleam in his eye, when it struck me that Asuna must have told him about me going outside naked on the foggy day. I went, and hid in the closet, but Satomi had picked up on it too.

"What did Asuna have to say?"

"No, she was just talking about Emi. What Emi did one morning on the way to school."

I hadn't told Satomi that whole story, but she's seen me do so many different things she could definitely guess.

"What did she do?" Satomi asked.

"You didn't tell her?" Ryosuke asked coming over to the closet.

"What? I didn't do anything," I lied.

"What was it? What did you do?" Satomi continued to press.

"You might as well tell her...," Ryosuke teased enjoying my embarrassment.

"It wasn't anything..." I continued to hedge. "It was foggy out, so I just went out for a little walk."

"Naked?" Satomi clued in right away.

"Nnn..." I avoided answering.

"How did you...?" Ryosuke marveled at her sharpness.

"Half the time she ends up sleeping naked," Satomi finally let slip.

"Ho ho ho! Maybe I should come more often," Ryosuke grinned.

"No. You should get her to stop. Practically the whole dorm has seen her naked at one time or another."

"What? When was this?" Ryosuke mouthed, eyebrows raised.

"I don't know. Like the toga party... or that time you went downstairs to the common room in just a towel to answer the phone..."

I hadn't told Ryosuke about that. I was kind of annoyed at Satomi for spilling all these secrets.

"You're exaggerating," I balked. "Not everyone has seen me!"

"Well, anyway, you should stop... or at least get Ryosuke to come protect you."

I was going to argue back, but she was of course right. It would be much safer if he was around to stand guard. I looked to him, wondering what he thought of the idea. He just smiled, so tickled by this whole line of talk.

"Anyway, can I borrow a towel?" I finally asked. "I want to have a shower, and get cleaned up."

Satomi fished one out of her closet, and handed it to me. She gave me this funny look.

"What?"

"Nothing."

I went across the hall to the washroom. It's big with four sinks and mirrors, two toilets, and round the corner two shower stalls with opaque curtains. It also happens to be coed, a fact which always struck me as strange. I guess everyone was civil, but there were a bunch of guys living on Satomi's floor, many of whom I didn't even know. I always find it weird when they come in while I'm showering.

I went into one shower stall, and closed the curtain. All this talk of nudity and wet dreams was getting me all worked up. I stripped out of my jeans, t-shirt and undies, and set them down outside the stall so they wouldn't get wet. While I was showering, Ryosuke came in to talk to me.

"Hey, Ems."

"Oh! I'm not ready yet!" I protested.

"That's OK." I could hear his voice, but he stayed outside in the sink area. "Is Asuna right?"

"About what?"

"About you wanting to come to school naked?"

"What? That's not what I said."

Ryosuke just laughed. He knows me too well.

"I don't know why I had that dream," I sighed, still trying to play it down.

"You know we could work out something if you're game."

"What?"

"You know. Like Futoshi and I could swing by your house some morning, and drive you to school?"

"Naked you mean?"

"Yeah. I'm sure he wouldn't mind. Would be pretty funny."

I didn't answer. I rinsed the soap off my body, and instead asked,

"Can you pass me my towel?"

Ryosuke pulled the shower curtain aside, and looked me up and down, admiring my naked body.

"You look so hot like that. You know that, huh?"

I took the towel from him, and dried off quick as I could.

"Yeah, I'm sure you guys would like that."

"So you'll do it then?"

"Come out of the house naked? No, no way. My neighbors would see." It was a bit hard to maintain this when he had heard I'd done it already.

"We could work something out. Find a way."

Ryosuke is always like this, trying to talk me into doing crazy things. I wrapped the towel around me, and pushed him to get out of the way. I dashed back across to Satomi's room, and went into her closet, looking for a bag of clean clothes I'd left there.

Ryosuke followed me over, but a guy named Chris appeared at Satomi's open door. Chris is a good-looking guy, not tall but immaculately groomed, his hair dyed auburn, long on top but cropped short at the sides. He wore a spiffy vest, black jeans and cowboy boots. He's a very sensitive soul, studying fine arts or something. I don't know him that well, but he is easy to talk to, not judgy, cool and hip.

"Hey, Satomi, Emi," he smiled. He looked at Ryosuke with curiosity, but didn't know his name. "Are you guys coming to the party tonight under the dining hall?"

"What time does it start?" Satomi asked. I hadn't realized Chris and Satomi had become friends.

"I think the hall is open now. Rob is DJing, and I think he's already set up."

Rob was another housemate of Satomi's, tall, curly hair, looks a bit like Chris, but more straight.

I'd left the closet doors open, so Chris could see me kneeling here shivering all wet in my towel. I pulled a white t-shirt out of my bag, and pulled it on over my head, letting the towel fall as I pulled down the hem. Chris is not one of the housemates who has seen me naked, but I figured given the way he is, his androgynous look, his somewhat effeminate fashion sense, he probably wouldn't care one way or the other. I was actually kind of curious to see what he'd do. I let the towel fall to the ground, leaving my bare bottom exposed, while continuing to root around in my bag for a pair of jeans. He didn't say anything, but his eyes lit up.

There were shirts and p. j.'s, but I must have taken my jeans home. I stood up, and peeked out the door at Satomi, continuing to show Chris my behind. He could tell I guess that I was trying to tempt him with my body, but didn't seem that daunted. He just gave me this quizzical look, laughing to himself.

"Um, Satomi, do you have like a pair of shorts or something?"

She came over to the closet, but frowned when she saw me standing her bottomless mooning poor Chris.

"Emi!" she scowled, shooing Chris away.

"What? He doesn't care," I protested. Ryosuke came to see what was happening, so I pulled the hem of my t-shirt down over my pussy, but they could all still see my behind.

"See what I mean!" Satomi complained to Ryosuke. He tried to look sympathetic, but it looked like he was developing a hard on.

"You look great like that," Ryosuke squinted, trying not to smile. I looked to Chris for his opinion. He hesitated, with a pixieish grin, and finally shared,

"There was an article in Cosmo about a 'no pants' trend. Nude illusion. The Kardashians, Jenners, Bella Hadid."

"Oh wow. No way. I thought it was a Japanese thing," I admitted.

"Who knows? I haven't seen it so much in Oceanview."

"Here. Show it to some of your other floor-mates, and see what they say," Ryosuke suggested, all excited now.

At home, I did have some long t-shirts that might double as dresses, but this was not one of them. I checked the length in the mirror. Chris and Ryosuke were peering down at my furry black bush. It looked so indecent in the bright light. I tried to pull the hem down, but it wasn't long enough. I showed it to Satomi to see what she thought, but she just threw her arms up in the air, tired of fighting me.

"Whatever."

Ryosuke held out his hand, and nodded for me to take it. I was so nervous, but the three of them weren't objecting. 'Can I really get away with wandering around the dorm dressed like this?' I wondered.

Ryosuke led me out into the hall. I tensed up my shoulders, but this just pulled up the hem even more. Before I knew it, Ryosuke had pulled me all the way down to Hector's door. Hector is a big burly guy with glasses who helps Satomi with her computer sometimes. I knew him from the toga party. I think he is a nice guy, but he's not really a party animal, and probably doesn't go to the dances in the basement. I covered my pussy with my hand, and stood there blinking as he turned to look. He just sat there, silent, staring at me for the longest time. Trying to break the tension, I explained.

"Um, Chris is asking if people are going to the party tonight."

Chris stuck his head in the doorway, and waved.

"Are you going?" Hector asked back. "I think Kevin is around here somewhere."

I was trying to stay focused, but stuck out here in the hall half naked like this was getting me all excited. I looked for Satomi, but she was still back in her room.

"Come in. I'll call Kevin."

Egged on by Ryosuke, I went in, but I was kind of baffled as to why Hector wasn't saying anything about my naked hips. He refused to look at me even, uneasy it seems, unwilling to pry.

I turned my back to the three of them, and peered up at the posters on Hector's wall. I'd never really been in Hector's room before though we'd talked a fair bit. It was clean. He had a lot of books. He must be a good student. It really was such a weird feeling, standing here bottomless, flashing them all my rear.

Kevin showed up. He peered down at my bare bottom through his thick glasses. He always looks a bit off balance, so I wasn't sure if I shocked him or not. I was trying to stay calm, but I was so excited by then it wasn't even funny.

"They're asking if we're going to the party," Hector explained, still not looking at me. Kevin seemed more curious about why I was standing here half naked, but none of them were really commenting on that.

"Um, sure, we can go. Are you still getting ready?" he asked me gesturing down towards my pussy. I came over to Ryosuke, tugging his hand, nodding we should go.

"You look gorgeous, sweetie," he burbled, giving me a kiss.

"Can I talk to you for a sec?" I countered, herding him out into the hall. "I can't walk around like this," I whispered.

"I thought you told Asuna you want to be naked at school."

Chris was standing just a few feet away.

"What do you think?" I asked him. "Is this too much?"

"This is a pretty tame crowd," he smirked. "Here. People are coming. Quick like a bunny. You'd better make yourself scarce."

I scampered back to Satomi's room, but she just seemed angry.

"If you want me to get dressed so badly, find me something to wear!" I demanded.

"I have black jeans, blue jeans. Overalls?"

Ryosuke dropped his hand from my lower back, fingering my butt cheeks. I was getting way too excited, this volcano of emotion burbling up inside me. I scrambled away trying to keep from coming. In her closet, I finally found some shorts.

"Can I borrow these?" I asked, turning back to her.

"Um, yeah, sure. Anything."

I finally managed to pull the shorts on. Ryosuke was still all horny, trying to get me excited, but I took his hands, and tried to get him to behave. Chris led us down to the party, but I was too worked up to relax, and didn't stay long. Ryosuke gave me this funny little grin, but I did my best to restrain him. He does get pretty worked up whenever I pull stunts like that, wandering around bottomless in front of people.

Before midnight, Satomi came down to tell us she was heading to bed. I hated to do this to Ryosuke, but I told him,

"I probably should go with her. There's a bunch of stuff I have to do tomorrow."

He nodded that he understood, and gave me a kiss good night. I don't know how late he stayed. Up in Satomi's room, we could still kind of hear the music. I found a pair of undies in my bag, but the rest of my clothes probably need to be washed. I stripped off the shorts, pulled on the panties, and then tucked myself in in a futon on Satomi's floor.

"Good night."

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The next morning, I guess it was around 7:30 or 8 when I woke up. Satomi was in her floor length nightie, studying at her desk. I stuffed all my clothes into a basket, and headed down to laundry room, still in my tee and panties. The laundry room was empty, no sign of anyone. I figured everyone had been up late the night before, so apart from Satomi and I, they were likely all still asleep.

I don't think many people live down here in the basement. Further on, there was a billiard room, and back the way I came, there was a kitchenette, piano rooms, a ping pong room, and round the bend at the end the dance hall where the party was. People sometimes use these corridors to go to the dining hall. I'd seen one of Satomi's house mates cooking down here once, but honestly, I didn't hear much signs of life so early.

I fed the clothes from the basket into the washing machine. I fingered the t-shirt I was wearing. Maybe I should wash this too. It would be kind of brazen to strip in the laundry room here, but there's no one around anyway. What with all the stunts I've been pulling lately, this didn't seem that outrageous.

Steeling my nerve, I took hold of the hem of my t-shirt, and lifted it off over my head. My breasts got pulled up with the shirt, and then bounced down. My cherry pink nipples were pointing straight out, my breasts a bit fuller than usual, from the excitement. I took a deep breath trying to focus. I don't know why I'm getting so worked up. There's no one even here. I dropped my t-shirt into the washing machine, and then looked down at my white cotton panties.

It would be a bit weird if someone came along, and found me naked here in the laundry room, but honestly, who does laundry at 8 a. m. on a Sunday? I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my panties, and pulled them down, leaning forward as I did so. Ooo! This is kind of kinky. I finally stepped out of them, and threw them in the washer with the rest of my clothes. Now I've gone, and done it! I wasn't completely naked though. I still had on my slippers, fluffy white ones. Unfortunately, I'd left my lucky necklace at home. Ah well, should be fine. I smoothed down my black pubic hair, feeling more and more horny by the minute. This was pretty weird being down here naked.

Trying to calm down, I got some coins from my change purse, and fed them into the washer, and pressed the button starting it up. It did make an awful lot of noise, as the water streamed in. I hope that doesn't wake people. Bending over at the waist, I watched through the glass as the warm water streamed into the machine. Worried that someone might come though, I straightened back up. I could hear noise, rattling around upstairs, making me jumpy.

Then out of the blue, this guy appeared at the door. He was a fairly big guy, bigger than me, with black hair and a bit of a five o'clock shadow. I actually recognized him. His name was Robert, and he wandered around the dorm a lot talking to people. I think he was a philosophy major, and he liked to get into deep discussions, but he was a bit strange, just coming up and talking to you out of the blue as if he knew you.

He looked at me, standing here naked, but he didn't balk at first. He just kind of scratched his eye as if he was thinking over some philosophy question.

"Um...," he started to say.

I was kind of freaking out, my heart pounding in my chest. I guess I knew I should get back dressed, but my clothes were all wet now, and I was so excited it wasn't even funny. He wasn't making any threatening moves or anything, but he'd caught me by surprise, showing up out of the blue like this.

His reaction was pretty funny though. He looked back out the door into the hallway, trying to see if I had any compatriots that might explain why I was naked. I felt like I should explain, but I was coming up blank. It didn't really make a whole lot of sense standing in the laundry room naked like this. I guess I could tell him that I put my clothes in the wash, but that didn't really explain why I'd taken them off in the first place. I'd never really seen anyone else down here naked. University can be a pretty wild place, but not this wild. Think, Emi. Think.

I just kind of stood here for the longest time, hiding my face, praying that he wouldn't say anything. He gazed down lustfully at my bare behind, getting me even more excited. He looked kind of confused.

"Um, miss, are you alright?" he finally said. I felt ashamed, embarrassed. The whole situation was so weird.

"Um, yeah, I'm OK. I just have to..."

I have to calm down here, get a grip. I walked away from him, trying to put some distance between us, but he was still staring straight at me, this look of concern on his face.

"I'd better go," I said, exiting out the far door, avoiding him. The problem was I was even more exposed out here in the hall. People do come down here sometimes, especially if they are headed for breakfast. I can't just wander around naked. Satomi's room was up on the 4th floor, but that was an awfully long way from here.

Robert came out into the hall, peering after me. I nipped around the corner to hide from him, and quickly dialed Satomi on my smartphone.

"I think I have a problem. Where are you?" I asked.

"I'm in the dining hall. Ryosuke is here too. Where are you?"

"I'm down in the basement, under Taylor House? Could you get some clothes from your room, and bring them?"

"What do you mean? What's going on?"

"There's this guy, Robert. He's following me. Could you hurry?"

Satomi let out a sigh.

"Pretty please. It's kind of an emergency."

The line went silent. I could hear Robert coming, so I ran off down the hall to a part of the dorm I don't usually visit. I was pretty sure the billiard room was down here somewhere. I'll just nip in there, and hide till Satomi comes. I finally found the right door, and went in. Luckily, there was no one there. Oceanview U. is mostly pretty nice, but this room was pretty bare bones, cement floors, aluminum walls, an unfinished ceiling.

"Satomi, please!" I hissed into the phone.

"Oh OK. We'll do something. Hang on." She hung up the phone.

I listened at the door, but couldn't hear anything. Please hurry Satomi. I was beginning to regret stripping naked.

After what seemed like forever, my phone rang.

"Emi, where are you?" It was Ryosuke not Satomi.

"Um... I'm in the billiard room... around the corner. Hein House?"

"I don't know," he admitted. "Just hang on. I'll be there soon."

I hung in the door way waiting for him, and soon he showed up, smiling away. He was wearing a baseball cap backwards, cargo shorts and a football jersey, more casual than usual. He opened his eyes wide when he saw that I was naked.

"Ho ho ho. She didn't tell me you were naked."

"I told her to bring me some clothes. What did you think...?"

"Cheez, you should see yourself. You look scrumptious naked like that.

"Ryosuke stop fooling around. My clothes are in the wash, but there is a guy in there."

"Did he see you?"

"Yeah...," I admitted.

"You are so funny," he beamed, thrilled.

"I have to get in there though. Put my clothes in the dryer."

"Who is it? Who is this guy?"

"Robert his name is. He's a philosophy major I think. Maybe Jewish?"

"Doesn't sound dangerous," Ryosuke teased. "Just go in. He'll love it I'm sure." Ryosuke kind of wavers back and forth. Some days, he gets jealous telling me to cover up, but other days, he's like full steam ahead. I don't really get what the difference is. Maybe that's just the way he is.

"I can't go out there like this," I pouted.

"Asuna says it's a fantasy of yours to come to school naked."

"Ryosuke!"

"Come on. Let's just go. See what he does."

It was probably true that Robert hadn't complained or got angry or anything. He did stare at me quite a bit, but he'd been pretty gentlemanly considering. If it had been some of these other guys, for example, one of the booze-hounds who live in Emerson House, that would have been more iffy. It's just kind of weird though, you know, walking in there naked like this. Lord, what must he think? He did seem to realize that I might have a boyfriend. Has he seen this kind of thing before?

Reluctantly, I let Ryosuke take my hand, and lead me back to the laundry room. Robert was still there. He raised an eyebrow when I came in, but didn't say anything. Seeing Ryosuke just confirmed his suspicions.

I went over to the washing machine, a bit bolder now that I had a bodyguard.

"Transgressive acts can upend social norms, lead to change," Robert said, half to himself.

"What?" Ryosuke gawked at him.

"Outsiders. They can see things others cannot."

I didn't understand what he was talking about at first, but it slowly dawned on me that he was trying to make sense of why I was naked. He seems to think it's some kind of protest or maybe because I'm Japanese. I laughed. I don't think anyone has put it in such noble terms before.

"I just wanted to wash my clothes," I explained, throwing water on his theory.

"Anyway, it's a brave act. Revolutionary. Are you part of a movement?"

I laughed. It was hard to picture what he was imagining.

"Um, no," I laughed. I turned to face him, trying to act like this wasn't such a big deal me standing here naked. "I didn't really plan for this to happen. I didn't think anyone would be up," I tried to explain.

Robert is kind of a peculiar guy. He doesn't seem to let much faze him. My being here naked had maybe confused him at first, but now he was trying to act like he'd figured it all out somehow. He wasn't leering at me like some guys do, just kind of raising his eyebrows, trying to act like it was no big deal to him. Maybe Ryosuke being here was making him cautious. I'd been a bit worried at first, but now that he was playing it cool, I felt a bit better. It was pretty funny.

The wash cycle finished, so I moved my clothes into the dryer. Ryosuke was grinning away like an idiot amused by the whole situation. I tried to smile, and act like this wasn't crazy, but I felt so excited inside. Robert had edged away, but what he had said had made me curious.

"Trans-gress-ive, you said?" I asked trying to sound it out.

Robert said something that sounded like "Fuuko," a name maybe, but realizing we didn't understand switched to naming Japanese authors.

"Jun'ichiro Tanizaki?"

"Um, I know him a little bit. Quicksand? Naomi? A little bit ecchi?"

"Yeah, that's it. You're getting the idea."

"I'll have to read up," I joked. "My homework."

Robert seemed pretty happy he'd got through his meaning.

I was really starting to enjoy this game, standing here naked talking philosophy(?) with the oh so earnest Robert, but more and more we started to hear sounds of life in the dorm. Ryosuke nodded I should check my clothes. They weren't 100% dry yet, but I pulled out a white shirt, and pulled it on, covering up before anyone else came down, and found me. Robert laughed at my modesty, but I just gestured that I had to do something.

"You are a conformist after all!" he teased.

"Anyway, we gotta go. You have a good day," I smiled at him as we headed out.

Ryosuke gave me a kiss in the stairwell, so proud of me for having dared to go in there, and confront poor Robert. I had to admit it was pretty fun.

Emi Tsuruta