As the others slowly filed out of the courtroom, many craning their necks to get a better view of Lauren, Sue came over to us.
"Congratulations, Girl!" she exclaimed, with a huge smile on her face. "You did it!"
"Thank you." Lauren replied, with just as big of a grin. "I'm just glad it's all over, but I'm even more glad that I can never, ever, ever wear clothes again in public, for the rest of my life! It's like a dream come true.
"Cum true, alright." I chuckled. "Thank you for the blowjob, by the way. It was great getting my dick sucked in public like that. Can't wait to do it in the park, or right out front here, on the courthouse steps."
"Mmm, on the steps..." Lauren marveled. "That would be dreamy."
"Well, the Clerk of the Court is waiting on us." I stated. "Let's get this over with."
"I have a bunch of paperwork for you!" she exclaimed to Lauren as we approached her. "Don't worry though. I had a good idea of what would be needed, so I brought it all. Extras too, in case you make a mistake."
"Do you have any extra nudist registry forms?" I inquired as nonchalantly as I could.
The woman smiled at me.
"Would you like to fill one out too, Mr. Horner?" she asked.
"Yes please." I replied.
"That's great, Jack!" Lauren bubbled. "Now we can both be nude all the time if you want. You know, you should get a name change form too." she added.
"Why?
"If I'm going to be Bo Dangles from here on out, you need an equally awesome-sounding stage name too."
"Hmm," I pondered, "how about Jack Flash?"
"Too corny." Lauren answered. "How about Jack Harder?"
"That's real funny, Babe." I retorted.
"I was trying to be serious. Maybe it can wait."
"I have one." Sue interjected. "What about Jack Action?"
Lauren and I looked at each other and nodded.
"That's it!" I said exuberantly. "That's a kick ass stage name if I ever heard one. Nice job, Sue!"
"You like it, Sir?" Lauren queried.
"Yup. Today we will leave here as Jack Action and Bo Dangles."
"Are you ready to get started then?" the clerk asked politely.
"Oh yes, I'm sorry." I apologized. "I guess we'll start with the name change forms."
"Nope." Sue interjected. "We'll start with the nudist registry, as I'll need one too."
"That's awesome, Sue!" Lauren gushed.
"Well, like I said, I see my patients in the nude, and I did say I'd love to have the opportunity to be nude in public, so here's my chance!"
"You know Sue," I said slyly, "if you ever want to be a regular on our show, you could change your name to Sue Nommi."
"You know what? As long as I'm here, gimme one of those other forms too."
Thirty minutes and almost one thousand dollars later, we left the courtroom and headed for the exit. Lauren raised her arms and turned her palms up as she paraded down the hallway in nothing but her heels. Sue had undressed in the courtroom as well, and looked fabulous; strutting down the corridor in nothing but her pumps.
"We should let Angela know about this." Lauren suggested. "I'll bet she'll jump at the the chance to get one of these licenses."
"Good idea." I agreed. "Let's give her a call once we get out of here. She can ink your ID for you too, if you want."
"Mmm, that much jabbing so close to my clit will make me cum, I'm sure."
"Cum first, so you don't give her a shower." I said dryly.
We reached the exit, and I was stunned to see the steps of the courthouse completely full, as well as the sidewalk. Dozens of mics had been set up, and I caught a glimpse of Kitty Cutler standing alongside. We exited the building and a chorus of cheers went up. Kitty leaned forward and spoke into the bank of mics.
"Here they are, Ladies and Gentlemen. The press conference will now begin."
"Leave it to Kitty." I thought to myself, as we stopped next to her.
Kitty motioned for Lauren to take her place. As soon as she was in front of the microphones, the questions erupted like Mt. Vesuvius. Lauren looked at me inquisitively.
"Just pick a question you really want to answer and go from there." I whispered in her ear.
Lauren nodded and began speaking.
"First of all, I just want to say that I am elated with the results of my hearing. I know you have a lot of questions for me, but I can't hear them all at once. Since I'm sure many of your questions are similar, I will pick one of you at random to begin."
She paused for a moment and pointed at a journalist toward the back.
"You there in the back; in the blue dress."
"You said you're elated with the results." the woman began. "Does that mean that you're free or that you're nude?"
"I said results. That means everything. Do you have a follow-up?"
"What is it like to be standing here completely nude without any fear of punishment for it?"
Lauren smiled broadly.
"It's wonderful." she replied. "It's like a dream come true for me. To be able to spend the rest of my life without any clothes on is like living a fantasy. I feel so free."
"Do you feel horny too?" someone shouted.
There were some giggles, and Lauren smiled again.
"I'll leave that up to you to decide." she answered cheekily. "If my nipples start squirting, you'll have your answer, won't you?"
"What about your husband?" someone else called out. "What does he think about all of this?"
"Why don't you ask him?" Lauren replied. "I feel the need to sit down anyway. The breeze is beginning to stir some interesting feelings in my nipples. I may just give you all a show in a minute or two, after all."
She stepped back and I took her place, as she sat down on a short, square pedestal at the top of the marble steps.
"To answer your question," I began. "If my wife is happy, then I'm happy. Second, I think it's wonderful that she's finally able to express herself in a way that she's comfortable, without any legal ramifications."
"Is it true that you registered as a nudist yourself?" a voice called out.
"It is, and so did this charming lady standing next to me." I replied. "I'll let her explain her actions to you as well, if you have no further questions."
"Will you give a full interview?" someone else inquired.
"We will. Speak to our publicist here, and she'll be more than happy to set something up. Now, let me introduce you to my clothes-free lady friend here. This is Sue."
Sue smiled at me as she stepped up.
"My name is Sue Taylor." she explained. "I'm a psychotherapist here in town. Jack and Lauren were sent to me at the request of the Court, to determine if Lauren had any mental health issues, which she does not. Since I already see my patients in the nude anyway, I decided to register as a nudist myself. This way, I don't have to bother getting dressed to go to work, and then taking my clothes off again after I get there. This is all so much more convenient now. I love it!"
"Another question for Jack!" came a request from the woman in the blue dress.
"Okay." I replied, as I rejoined Sue.
"If you're a registered nudist, why aren't you nude too?" she asked coyly. "Are you shy?"
"Not at all." I answered. "I just didn't see any reason to get undressed right now. I figured everyone was focused on my wife, seeing as how she was the one on trial here."
"I think you're chicken." the woman taunted me. "You're scared to take your clothes off in public. Are you afraid you'll get an erection?"
"No." I replied in a slightly annoyed tone of voice. "I'll tell you what, since you want to see me naked so bad. This is a topfree state. It's perfectly legal for you or any other woman to be topless in public. Why don't you take off that cute little sundress of yours and come up here and ask me your questions directly? You'll still be wearing your panties and wedges, but it'll give you an idea of what it's like. You won't be fully nude, but you'll still feel naughty. You do that, and I'll take off all of my clothes right here and now."
Everyone turned their gaze on the reporter to see her reaction.
"Um, uh..." she stammered.
"What's the matter?" I asked. "Chicken?"
Several loud guffaws were clearly heard, as she looked very uncomfortable.
"Take it off, Brittany!" someone shouted. "Show us your tits!"
With that, a chant began to ripple through the crowd.
"Show us your tits! Show us your tits!"
"Alright!" she hollered. "I'll take the damned dress off. Satisfied?"
"I'm getting there." I replied. "I'll be satisfied when you're standing next to me wearing nothing but your panties."
Brittany glared at me, but began unbuttoning her dress. She let it fall to the ground and stepped out of it, leaving her almost nude. I'll have to admit, she looked great. Her long brown hair hung to her nipples, which were noticeably hardening at all the attention she was receiving. She hiked up the marble steps and stood next to me.
"Okay," she hissed in my ear, "now you, Steve Stunning."