17. An Extremely Casual Friday
Friday Morning
Cassie woke to her alarm chiming at seven in the morning. She stretched luxuriously, loving the feeling of the sheets on her bare skin, wondering how she had ever tolerated pajamas in the past. She had come to a decision last night, though, and vowed to herself that her days of being clothed were behind her. Spending most of Thursday feeling stifled and constricted by textiles had been the last straw, as it turned out, and from here on out people could just get used to looking at her skin or looking in some other direction.
Cassie's determination hit its first roadblock when she got to practice. Quite a few people had noticed her state of undress on her way to the softball field, and although their expressions ranged from excited to disgusted and everywhere in between, none of them had tried to denounce her or threaten her or otherwise coerce her into covering up. Buoyed by this, she was in high spirits when she got to the diamond, only to hear, "What the hell do you think you're doing, Ms. Ryan?" from her coach.
Turning to face the older woman, Cassie said innocently, "I'm sorry, Coach Lehman, I'm not sure what you mean."
The coach rolled her eyes and said loudly, "Look, if you want to prance around town naked that's your business, but if you expect to play ball you need to put on your cleats and your hat. And you should wear pants unless you don't mind tearing your skin up sliding into base or something."
Cassie frowned; the shoes and hat didn't bother her too much, but the pants thing sounded annoyingly sensible. She finally asked for a compromise: "Can I go ahead and practice nude and only wear the pants in games when I'm batting or on base?"
Coach Lehman rolled her eyes again and said, "Suit yourself, girl! Now get your cleats on and get in the pitching circle and start warming up. Oh, and you better dump on the sunscreen if you're planning to let your tits and ass hang out all morning."
Cassie turned away so Coach wouldn't see her smile, then bent down to get her supplies out. A couple of the other players wandered over to find out what was going on. "So, how come you're naked?" asked Shanice, one of the outfielders. She was trying to subtly check out Cassie's goods, but was mostly failing at the being subtle part.
Cassie shrugged as she bent down to lace up her cleats, giving her teammates a clear view of her pussy, gaping slightly open. "Because clothes suck and I'm living textile-free from now on, at least as much as I can."
The catcher, named Salalai, whistled in admiration, causing Cassie to smirk. "This is gonna take some getting used to! But it's a damn fine view!" Salalai made no effort to be subtle as she admired Cassie's curves, looking hungrily between the redhead's legs at the strawberry blonde curls decorating her mound.
Cassie smiled appreciatively at the attention, saying, "Thanks, Sally! Would you be a dear and help me put on my sunscreen?" She squirted some of the lotion into her hand and then proffered the bottle to Salalai. Cassie started on her arms and let her friend take care of massaging it into her tits for her, humming happily, while Sally was almost salivating.
"You two better knock it off and get on the field in a hurry, girls!" called Coach Lehman, sounding irritated.
Salalai quickly took a more business-like approach and called out, "Just one minute, coach!" Cassie pouted a little but figured there would be time to explore this interesting new wrinkle later.
Friday Afternoon
When Cassie entered her class after practice she encountered her second roadblock. The teacher, Professor Olin, scowled at her as she moved to her normal seat, finally barking, "Ms. Ryan!" before she had a chance to sit down.
Exasperated, she turned and asked, "Yes, sir?" while watching him look her up and down angrily.
Making eye contact again after a few moments, he said, "If you plan to attend my lectures in the buff, Ms. Ryan, you will at least place a towel on your chair before taking it. This is a public facility and you will respect basic nude etiquette regarding seating or you will stand in the back."
Cassandra blinked, as that was not what she had expected to hear. Nevertheless, she was pretty sweaty after her practice and it wasn't an unreasonable demand. Setting down her gym bag with her softball gear, she rummaged around until she found a towel to place on the chair. Looking back to Professor Olin with a raised eyebrow, he nodded curtly, seemingly mollified if not exactly happy.
When Dana and Miguel walked in a few minutes later they almost tripped at the sight of Cassie sitting there in her birthday suit. The two picked seats near the redhead, with Dana asking, "What are you doing?!" in a whispered voice as she sat down.
Cassie whispered back, "If you're asking why I'm naked, it's because I like it better this way, and no one's going to stop me."
Miguel then leaned in and said nervously, "I think I like it better this way, too!" Dana lightly slapped his arm while trying to look stern, but Cassie could see her friend struggling not to smile.
Class went by pretty normally except for one incident involving the guy who had tried to get an up-skirt shot on Wednesday. He was still trying to get a picture of the nude redhead but he was being so unsubtle that Professor Olin interrupted the lecture to threaten the young man, "If I see you playing with that phone in my class again, you'll fail the course. Understood?" That put a stop to the guy's amateur photography, although he kept sneaking peeks every few seconds and had to waddle awkwardly out of class when it ended.
Dana and Miguel hung out after class with Cassie to ask some more questions. "So, obviously you're not shy, but aren't you worried about getting arrested for public lewdness or something," asked Dana, blushing a little as she eyed her redheaded friend.
Cassie just shrugged and said, "Legally speaking, it takes more than just being naked to be considered lewd, at least around here. I suppose if I was standing around at night under a streetlight some cop might arrest me on suspicion of prostitution or something, but I doubt they could actually charge me."
