J0LLy-R0g3R: Your first task. Are you wearing any underwear?
Wow, that got pretty personal and fast. Did they want to know what I ate for dinner too? It was pre-cooked pulled pork with slaw and beans. Not that you needed to know. But the pork was nice.
ZoemiLightBringer: No. I'm in my sleepwear
I didn't wear underwear under my sleepwear. It was way too confining with Florida weather.
J0LLy-R0g3R: Take your phone and go down to your back door
It was an oddly specific instruction, why the back door? I debated grabbing something else to wear, in case it was a little chill outside. The weather had been weird all week thanks to climate change. Tomorrow was supposed to be warmer. After a moment, I shrugged my shoulders and went downstairs. Momma was relaxing and watching some TV. I'm not sure what, since I don't pay much attention to anything she watches, only that she's distracted.
It was a good thing my sisters weren't here either, as I'm sure they would have been very interested in what I was doing. As it was, they were both in Miami. One was in college, and the other worked full-time. They usually came home during the holidays, but most of the time it was just me and Mom.
As I got to the back door, I remembered to put my phone on silent. I didn't want mom to come looking for the source of the pings that my phone made when it received a message.
ZoemiLightBringer: I'm here
J0LLy-R0g3R: Turn the light on and step outside
Were they out there? I hit the switch for the porch light, cautiously opened the door, and stepped out barefoot into the cooling air. It wasn't night yet, and it wasn't too cold to be standing there in a flimsy tank and cotton shorts. I had almost expected someone to be lurking out here for me, but I was alone under the weak light.
Lifting my phone to type a message, they sent one through first.
J0LLy-R0g3R: Take off your top
I stared at the message. Were they really telling me to strip off on my own backdoor step?
I scanned about the backyard in the dimming light, looking for anyone hiding there amongst the few scattered trees in the backyard. The back door light didn't reach far enough to help. Unless they were hiding in the tree, I couldn't see them.
I was a little apprehensive about them telling me to strip, but this was my backyard. The only real thing I had to worry about was the neighbors. If they were out and about and looked this way, they might be able to see me standing directly under the light, through the trees and bushes that lined the property.
It wasn't like I was embarrassed to get naked, but I'd never done it outside in my backyard before. Several times I've stripped off inside the house and then stepped outside with the light off, getting the thrill of it in the middle of the night when no one could see. But never while I was outside, and never under this much light. I was practically asking to be seen.
Nervously, I looked around once more before I lifted my tank, exposing my perky tits to the night. Instantly, I could feel the cool air on my chest. Once I lifted the tank over my head, I shook out my hair, relishing the exposure. I took a moment to cup each of my breasts in turn and jiggle them, feeling the heft in my hand and the weight on my chest. It felt really nice.
There was a buzz in my hand.
J0LLy-R0g3R: Take off your shorts
I stared at the message, feeling a swelling in my chest for some reason. I knew that this had to follow, but had been trying not to think about it. They wanted me naked. I knew it was wrong, but I felt excited at the prospect.
This Jolly Roger was blackmailing me and only because they could get away with it. This felt infuriating. Halfway to naked, I was balking at the idea, of course. As I was standing there, debating how to fight back against my blackmailer, my phone buzzed again.
J0LLy-R0g3R: Should I send the image to your mother?
God, no! I shook my head and closed my eyes, then slowly resolved myself to it.
As I opened my eyes, I slipped my fingers into the elastic band and slid my shorts down to my feet before stepping out. I was now completely naked in my backyard.
There was definitely an intense excitement to be standing there naked with the light on me, in the wide open yard and the river spread out in front of me.
I was barely noticing the chill air now because of how excited my body felt.
J0LLy-R0g3R: Put your clothes down on the step and walk down to the dock. Don't run
They wanted me to walk down there? If I didn't do it, I guessed they might threaten to send the image to my mother again.
I tried to encourage myself by reminding myself that this was just my backyard. There was nothing here except green grass. I've always wanted to do this, to cross down to the end of the yard completely naked. Slowly I took one step, then another, quickly pushing myself beyond the furthest I'd gone before. I worried a little that our neighbors might see my pale body out here and quickened my pace.
The phone buzzed in my hand.
J0LLy-R0g3R: Too fast. Go back to the house and start again. Walk. Don't run
Fuck. I stopped and looked around, eyeing the neighbor's houses. JR was obviously watching me. None of the houses were lit up. I wasn't sure if our neighbors were away, or they were staring at me from darkened rooms. It was impossible to tell. Either way, if JR was in one of them, they had a fine view of my pale ass turning back around and returning to the back doorstep.
Once again in the light, I stared at the distant dock then took a few breaths to calm myself, and started again. This time I walked. I figured that if a neighbor did see me, I could argue that I was wearing my shorts, which could look just as pale as my skin in this light.
Walking was actually turning out to be better, as I had the time to enjoy it, feeling the night air across my entire body. It was turning out to be more of a thrill than I expected. It was like my whole body was buzzing with excitement. Even my nipples felt tingly.
Soon enough, I reached the old wooden dock at the end of the property. It had a hammerhead shape with a larger section at the end where the boats were moored. It was weather beaten and barely maintained. We didn't own a boat either.
J0LLy-R0g3R: walk out to the end of the dock
Seriously? Apart from the alligators, and how dangerous the dock looked, it sat far enough out on the water that dozens of neighboring properties would probably see me!
ZoemiLightBringer: What about the alligators?
J0LLy-R0g3R: The alligators won't come out. They aren't interested in naked girls
J0LLy-R0g3R: You won't be going into the water. Only to the end of the dock
That only reassured me a little.
ZoemiLightBringer: Our dock is old. If I fall in, you better call the police, the rangers, and the navy
J0LLy-R0g3R: You won't fall in. Walk out to the end and sit down on the dock
I put one foot out on the wooden plank and heard the timber creak. I don't remember the last time I walked out here, but it had to be months ago. It didn't collapse as I put my weight on it. Slowly, I brought my other foot forward and put it down on another piece of timber. There was no handrail to support me if I should find a rotten plank. Each step felt like I was waiting for the guillotine to come down. Or was it the hangman to pull the handle and send me falling to my death? Either way, I expected my foot to go through the wood at any moment and end up in the water.
The news reports would probably say that I committed suicide after it was discovered that I hacked the school's computers to show porn at my school. My name would go down in history. I doubt anyone would realize that I had been naked when the alligators ate me.
I let out a nervous laugh, which seemed to relieve the stress I was feeling. Thinking about how the students would remember me and what they might say at my funeral actually started to make me feel better. They would all certainly be talking about my porn video, of course.
I reached the end of the dock before I realized it. Without a handrail, I sat down in the center of the timber platform, far enough away from the edges as I could get. If an alligator did pop up, I wanted enough distance to make my getaway.
J0LLy-R0g3R: Good. Your second task is to replicate the video shown in class
My chest felt like it was thumping. Doing that here, in the open? Maybe they didn't know that it was me in the video.
