Catherine The Great
by dah
posted by jeremiahN

Catherine the Great, Chapter 5 - The Ride Home

Catherine and Suzy trotted quickly to keep up with Mr. O'Brien's long strides. In no time at all he had reached the headmistress's office, right beside the main door. He looked in the open door, and the girls stood in the doorway behind him.

"I have the two of them now. We'll be sure to get Catherine back first thing Monday morning."

"Very well." The old lady smiled at the naked girl standing in the doorway. "Have an enjoyable weekend, Miss Higgins. But remember that you are always representing the Cronenberg School, and be sure to act like a young lady."

"Yes, Ma'am," Catherine blushed, wondering how a person could act like a young lady and still be running around starkers. She bobbed a little curtsy and received a delighted smile in return, then she turned and hurried after the other two. She caught up to Suzy just as she stepped out of the large front door of the school. A deep breath and two painful steps forward, and Catherine was standing on the large stone landing, outdoors naked for the first time in her memory. The thunk of the door closing behind her, increased her feeling of vulnerability, her feeling of total nakedness. Naked. This was the first time she had ever been so naked. She had thought she was naked, sitting on that chair with her legs split wide her breast being presented to the rest of the cast by the metal back of the chair, yes, she had thought that was naked, but it wasn't a patch on her current feeling. She was exposed to the entire world, naked, vulnerable and alone. Bloody hell, she was alone. Both Suzy and her father had reached the bottom of the great stone staircase, and were starting along a walkway. Catherine stumbled forward, and started down the steps. The weather was definitely not a nudist's delight; a very fine but also very cold drizzle was falling from the leaden sky. She could not tell whether her goose-bumps were due to the cold rain or to her felling of vulnerability, but she could feel and see them all over her body.

It wasn't long, certainly nowhere near as many hours as it seemed, before they arrived at the car. Catherine caught up to the others just as they reached it.

"Would you like to ride up front with me," Mr. O'Brien asked the shivering young lady. "You'll have a better view, and the heating is better there."
Catherine knew she would be unable to shift away from the window if she sat up there, so she said that she would much prefer to ride in the back. Mr. O'Brien had unlocked the driver's side door, and he pulled forward the seat back to let her climb into the back. She shuddered inwardly to think of the display she was giving the other to as she clambered awkwardly over the seat corner.

"Suzy?"

"I'll sit with my friend, Dad." And with those words, she followed her into the back of the car.

"Seatbelts, both of you." At that phrase, Catherine thought she would be forced to sit over near the passenger side window, but just in time she realized that there was a belt in the center of the seat she could use. She hoped this would make it harder to see her.

The car glided out of the parking lot and down the long driveway. In no time at all they were out on the main street, and flowing along with the traffic. Catherine thanked her lucky stars that the rehearsal had lasted till six o'clock, they were not inching along in a rush hour traffic jam, although she was sure that pedestrian after pedestrian was seeing her naked breasts. The thought made her shiver.

Suzy's arm immediately draped across her shoulders, the hand squeezing her arm, loving, supportive. "I know exactly how you feel."
"You can't know," Catherine snapped back at her, then remembering the first time she saw her young friend, naked on that bus, she smiled and corrected herself. "I'm sorry, I guess you do know. I shouldn't have snapped at you, but when I felt your blouse on me and knew you were fully clothed, well..."

"Don't worry about it. Words don't hurt unless accepted. Just don't slap me - I saw Jenny's face earlier today, and I know that hurt." She started to giggle and Catherine, thinking of the red splotch on Jenny's face, hearing the infectious laughter, and feeling the laughter through the arm on her shoulders, could not help but laugh herself. "That's better," continued Suzy. "It does get better, well, not entirely, but some. I think you start to get numb, at least until the situation changes."

The two girls continued to talk to each other for the next few minutes, and didn't look out of the window until the car turned sharply and they heard the crunch of gravel under the tires.

"This isn't the way home," Suzy exclaimed.

"Oh my god," were Catherine's only words, as she saw that they were driving up the semi-circular drive of a large building. They pulled to a stop in front of a group of over twenty young men, all in the uniform of the Terence Gilliam School for Boys.

"Your brother had to work late on an experiment, and phoned earlier, asking if I could pick him up when I got you." Suzy saw her brother step out of the group of boys, many of whom had by now noticed the bare tits in the back seat of the car, and open the door.

"Thanks, Dad. This is Doug, my lab partner. I called Mum and she said it would be just fine to bring him to dinner tonight." Catherine felt herself turning red again. She had almost come to terms with being naked in the car, but she was feeling very upset at the number of eyes that were currently staring at her. On top of that, she had totally forgotten that Suzy had a fifteen year old brother. She had come to terms with the fact that she would be naked in front of Suzy and her parents, but she had forgotten that there was going to be this bundle of teenage hormones gawking at her as well. And now she would have to make that two bundles of male hormones. She shuddered at that thought, and not even Suzy's gentle squeeze of support could allay her nervousness.

"I think you should let your guest ride up front, Anthony." Mr. O'Brien knew as well as anyone just how volatile teenagers were, but he knew that Anthony understood the Cronenberg system, and trusted him not to actually do anything stupid, although he was sure to be looking. After all, Mrs. O'Brien had been so upset at seeing her daughter sitting naked on a restaurant patio in the city, that she had kept her naked from her return Friday night until after breakfast on Sunday. And, since both children had appointments for a dental checkup Saturday morning, Anthony had seen his sister naked in the car and in the dentist's office only a few weeks ago. He had to know the system.

"OK, Dad." Anthony struggled through the entry and squeezed into the passenger seat. Since Catherine had been trying to give Suzy plenty of room, Anthony's clothing was rubbing against Catherine's naked skin, reminding her forcefully of her nudity. "Hi, I'm Suzy's brother, Anthony, and you must be Catherine."He twisted sideways, and held out his hand to her. She took it and nodded dumbly at him, noticing that while he tried to look her in the eyes, he could not prevent his eyes from flicking down over her naked body. As soon as he dropped her hand he started to fish around for his seatbelt she felt the back of his hand press against her as it slid the entire length of her outer thigh, and then felt the cold metal of the buckle and then his knuckles against the side of her buttocks. She knew that some contact was inevitable, but she was also sure that he was touching her more than was absolutely necessary, but she couldn't be certain enough to accuse him.

"Doug, that's my father, my sister Suzy over by the window, and beside me is Catherine."

"Hello, all. I'm pleased to meet you." Doug's words encompassed everybody, but his eyes took in only one person, and primarily her bare tits, and exposed pussy.

"Fasten your seatbelt, Doug." Mr. O'Brien's tone was quite abrupt. He was not happy at Doug's actions. He did expect boys to look, hell, he looked himself, but they should show a modicum of self-restraint. This youngster was all but slobbering. He had noticed that his own son had checked out the naked body beside him, but he had been relatively circumspect.

"Doug's new in town." Anthony's voice filled the time required for Doug to buckle up. "He transferred to the school just last week, and doesn't know anything about the local area. I'm supposed to bring him up to speed, and I hope I have time to get the main points in before we sit down to dinner." Mr. O'Brien smiled. He had two very smart, polite and kind children. He was easily able to translate what his son had said: "Please cool it, Dad. I know you're upset, but Doug doesn't understand about Cronenberg. Make sure Mum gives me a little time before supper, and I'll try to clue him in so he'll stop acting like a jerk." And he had said it right in front his friend without insulting him or hurting his feelings.

Doug secured his belt, the twisted around in his seat to get another view of the naked angel behind him. As he was looking at her, he noticed that Anthony was quietly trying to get his attention. When he glanced over, Anthony made a "quiet down" gesture with his right hand, one that neither girl saw. Doug was excited and not experienced with naked girls in the car, but he was not stupid. He realized at once that he was acting the fool, so when Anthony asked his sister how her part was coming, Doug looked over at her. A very pretty brunette is what he saw; perhaps not quite as striking as the redhead next to her, and definitely not as naked; but a lovely face that glowed when she smiled. After Suzy described her costumes and the fittings they had had today, Anthony answered Doug's questioning look by explaining that her sister was playing Emily in Our Town and would be performing in exactly one week's time.

"I see. I know the play from school Never liked it. But I'm going to try to get in to see your performance." Suzy grinned delightedly; perhaps this Doug wasn't quite as bad a jerk as he had seemed earlier. He could be quite a charmer, and he seemed older than her brother. "And are you in the play too, uh... Catherine?" Asking the question of her at least gave him an excuse to look at her again, but he did try to concentrate on her face. He succeeded moderately well at that.

"Uh, yes, I am." Catherine was still feeling very nervous, under the scrutiny of the two boys. She saw now that if she had taken Mr. O'Brien's suggestion, she would have been hidden from the boys. Then she realized she might have had to get out at the school to let the two boys in, and would have had to stand naked in front of that crowd, not even the window glass between them. Her stomach did a flip-flop at that idea, and the nervousness came through in her voice. Her British accent became stronger than usual, giving her an exotic quality in addition to the obvious ones. "I will be playing the Stage Manager. I'm a little nervous about it."

"They're gonna make you up as a man!!" Doug's eyes traveled down her body, then back up, pausing at her breasts. The expression on his face was a ludicrous mixture of surprise, disappointment and disgust. Catherine and Suzy both broke out laughing at it.

"No, I'll be a female stage manager," she finally manage to gasp out, although her breasts were still bouncing from the large guffaws, this movement generating a smaller but very significant movement in both boys' bodies. "Actually, I will be dressed in my school uniform for the part."

Doug looked over at the still giggling Suzy and imagined what the redhead would look like in that outfit. While he would prefer to see her on stage as she was dressed now, she would still be well worth seeing in that costume, particularly if her skirt was as short as Suzy's.

The small talk continued until they suddenly stopped and then backed into the O'Brien's driveway. As soon as the car was stopped Doug was out of his door. He flipped the seat back forward before turning away to surreptitiously adjust the front of his trousers. Tonight would be difficult to get through without making a fool of himself, but it was also going to be extremely enjoyable.

Anthony got out of the car next, as Mr. O'Brien was washing the windshield before shutting off the car, to remove the worst of the road grease that had been thrown up. Anthony managed to readjust himself as he was stepping over the corner of the front seat, so he was able to turn around immediately and offer a gentlemanly hand to the nude young lady.

Catherine took the hand, knowing full well that a large part of Anthony's "politeness" was simply an excuse to watch her as she climbed over the seat. She figured that they had already seen everything so she took a very broad step over the seat. She smiled to herself as she thought how many times she had taken great pains to keep her skirt down while getting out of a car so she wouldn't show her panties. She knew they could see far more than her panties this time, but had forgotten that with her newly trimmed pussy, this would show them her lips for the first time. With the long stride and a weird twist to her body as she squirmed out, her lower lips parted and Doug gulped has he had his first ever live glimpse of the inside of a woman's vagina.

As Catherine straightened up, a woman who for some odd reason looked oddly familiar walked down the next-door driveway carrying a recycling blue box to the curb. This woman gave her a glare that almost froze her blood.

Suzy followed Catherine out the passenger side as her father was just getting out on his side, and she saw the look. She grabbed Catherine by the hand, smiled at her and pulled her over to the low hedge that separated the driveways, arriving as Mrs. McCready started back from the curb.
"Hello, Mrs. McCready. Do you remember my friend Catherine? You saw us the other week, having lunch together in the city. Catherine, this is our next-door neighbor Mrs. McCready."

"Pleased to meet you, Mrs. McCready," Catherine said sweetly, stretching her hand out.

"Humph!" Ignoring the outstretched hand of friendship, Mrs. McCready flounced back to her house; yes, flounced was the only word for it. Catherine had read that word many, many times, but this was the first time she had ever seen anybody actually do it. Catherine would have been very upset, but she could feel Suzy's suppressed laughter through the hand she was still holding, and when she turned around she could tell that Mr. O'Brien was suppressing his own laughter with great difficulty.

"You'll have to forgive Mrs. McCready" he finally managed to say, "but I think she believes Cronenberg is an den of the devil, and we are dooming our daughter to perdition by sending her there. Of course, that means you must be another doomed soul, or perhaps one of his minions."

The five of them walked laughing to the house.