As Sam sat in the backseat of the car, her stomach was in turmoil. She was starving even through all the embarrassment and excitement of the day. She tried to understand why she had ever been these girls' friend. She sat there pondering the beginnings of their friendships and how silly they were. For Sam and Anita, they were fifteen the first time they met. At the time, they had shared a hatred for Coach Prichard. He was an unruly dickhead, but he also bore witness to Anita's nudity more than once. Even then, it was no secret that Anita had an exhibitionist streak. Sam could clearly think back to one time about two months after she had met Anita.
Anita came to Sam in the locker room while they were changing.
"We're having a soccer game on the field today." Anita said standing over Sam who was tying her shoes. Anita was wearing a grey loose fitting t-shirt, her grey athletic shorts (They weren't much longer than her hips.), ankle socks and low top cleats.
"Yeah, I hear the boys are pissed because we're cutting into football practice." Sam said in agreement now dressed in roughly the same outfit, but with knee high socks. Sam was putting her long brown hair into a pony tail but stopped dead in her tracks when Anita spoke.
"I want you to try and pull me down to the ground by my shirt out there." Anita said suspiciously.
"Why?" Sam inquired hesitantly.
"Just do it okay?" Anita insisted.
"Fine, whatever." Sam said as she made her way to the field, Anita following close to her.
When they got to the field, it was muddy and on the outside of the field was the track where the guys were running. Not just a few guys either, it was all the high school guys. Freshmen all the way to seniors, the entire football entourage was there. They all quit running when the girls filed onto the field. Sure enough, Sam and Anita were put on the same team. Sam was actually nervous just playing soccer in front of all these guys in these skimpy attires. But somewhere after both teams had scored a goal in the second quarter, it happened.
Sam and Anita were running side by side, Sam kicked the ball with great force sending it hurdling towards the goal, but lost her footing and grabbed Anita by the back of her shirt, just as she was asked. The shirt instantly gave way, but that wasn't the only thing, her shorts ripped into shreds with Sam's hand as well. Anita wasn't wearing anything underneath at first she acted like she did't notice and tried to help Sam get to her feet ignoring the many excited sounds from the guys watching. It wasn't until Sam said something that Anita tried in vain to cover up. Guys were all around the field, literally. If she covered her boobs and bush, her ass was bared, if she covered her ass her tits were bared. She alternated for a few moments until the girls huddled around her with the Coach and Ref.
"Jesus Christ! What happened?"Coach Prichard said firmly.
"Sam fell onto me and my clothes came off sir." Anita explained.
"Why ain't you wearing any god damned underwear girl?" Coach Prichard yelled at her.
"I don't like to get them all sweaty during P.E. sir." Anita explained, knowing how to talk to him, but still struggling to cover up.
"Where's her damned clothes?" He bellowed.
"Right here sir." Sam said holding up the pile of cloth she had picked up off the ground.
Coach Prichard inspected the clothes and noticed several scissor cuts on the shirt at vital seems and a very obvious cutting of the elastic on her shorts. "Did you cut these to rip apart?" He asked in a tone that signified he couldn't believe what he was asking.
"Yes sir." Anita replied with her head down now trying to cover her face as well.
"Well, what do you think we should do now?" He asked with a scowl.
"I don't know." She mumbled.
"I should make you play out the rest of the game bareback." He said coldly and Anita shook her head no. "But, since you weren't alone, Sam give her your shorts and shirt. You can play in your underwear."
"But, I didn't know anything about it, I just fell and grabbed her. I didn't know her clothes were coming off sir, honestly."Sam pleaded trying to get out of it.
"Is this true?" He asked Anita who was glaring at me.
"Yes sir." Anita said in fear.
Coach Prichard grabbed her arm revealing her breasts. "We're going to the principal's office young lady. Coach Steiner, please take over." Prichard said while dragging Anita through the crowd of boys too quickly for her to be able to cover up. Sam didn't see her for the rest of the day, but Anita would tell her later that she had to ride home nude as well. She waited in the principal's office for an hour and a half for her parents and then got a good lecturing before they dragged her home.
"Quit covering up bitch!" Anita's voice echoed from the front seat bringing Sam back to reality. Sam realized that she had instinctively covered her vital areas and she immediately dropped her hands to her side. "As a matter of a fact, tits on the glass." She added.
Sam pressed her tits against the window again feeling the cold glass pressed against her tits and showing them to whomever could see them. That was until her window began rolling down. It rolled down until her tits hung out the window and then went back up until her tits were sitting on the window and hanging out it.
