Suzy and Steve

Stripped For Florida: Suzy and Steve

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Suzy and Steve

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"How long 'til we get there," whined 15 year old Steve in the back seat.

Next to him his 9 year old sister lay curled up asleep, her seat belt digging awkwardly into her contorted body.

"I know travelling is no fun," replied his dad from behind the wheel. "The good news is that we're almost to the Florida state line.

"If I remember back to my childhood," added his mother, "they serve free orange juice at the Florida Welcome Center."

"Oh, wow, we drove all this way for orange juice -- I can drink it out of the 'fridge at home."

"Don't sass, son," instructed his Dad, "if you don't like it just stay quiet. As I recall you're hyped up about some other parts of being in Florida for vacation."

"Okay Dad." Steve's sullen voice was more from travel tiredness than anything else. He was excited to swim, surf and play on the beach. He was truly hyped up about going to the theme parks. He also wanted to visit Cape Canaveral and experience everything about space travel!

"Are we there?" asked Suzy, drowsily, rubbing her eyes. Her skirt had ridden up her legs and her flowered panties were showing.

"Just pulling in!" Dad manoeuvred the van into a parking spot and turned off the engine. "Rest stop, food, orange juice!"

"And a surprise," said their mom in a sing-song voice. Neither child paid much attention to either announcement, but as soon as their feet hit the pavement their spirits rose. It was great to get out of the car, and they were in Florida! They'd looked at brochures, websites, videocasts, you name it. Sure, Florida was weird, with naked kids and all that, but beaches, theme parks, roller coasters, space travel. They could live with seeing naked kids to do all this fun stuff.

The air conditioning hit them like a block of ice as they pushed the Welcome Center doors open. A huge poster of two twin, tanned, blond, unmistakably nude children confronted them as soon as they recovered from the icy blast.

"Let's head over here first," directed their mom, "and then we can use the restrooms, get something to eat and have that famous orange juice."

Steve rolled his eyes.

The family wandered over to a desk set up under the large photo mural of the twins.

"Welcome to Florida!" The girl behind the counter was in her early twenties, blond and spoke in a perky high-pitched voice. Steve thought she was impossibly pretty. "Is this your first visit?"

"I used to come all the time when I was a kid. But my kids have never been, so we're making up for lost time," explained their mom.

"Great! We'll just get them set up and you'll be ready to enjoy your stay. Is this a vacation trip?"

The kids nodded.

"Wonderful! Beaches? Theme parks? What will you be doing?"

"Um, everything," answered Suzy shyly, staring at the pretty woman.

"Uh, yeah, everything," confirmed Steve, staring even harder at the woman and feeling like a total idiot for suddenly being inarticulate. "I mean, we'll be swimming, surfing, doing the rides, and I really want to see all the space stuff."

"Sounds like a vacation! Well, we'll set you up here so you can enjoy it in true Florida style. Ma'am? I just need your ID or Driver's License, official ID for each of the children and, of course, cash, debit or credit card."

Their mom handed over the requisite pieces of plastic while the two kids stared mesmerized at the pretty woman, dazed by hours of car travel, being in a new place, the huge mural; in short, by everything.

"There's your ID, ma'am. Is it Steve?" she asked turning to him. He blushed at the attention and nodded. "Just turn your head, that's it," and with those words placed a little round bandaid behind his left ear. "Honey, you're next -- Suzy, right?" Suzy nodded. The woman applied a small bandaid behind Suzy's left ear as well.

"You're all set." The woman beamed at the family. "Take your time, kids, but you need to have everything off before you head into the restrooms, food court, shops or out the exit doors. Have a great time in Florida!"

Suzy and Steve just stood there uncomprehending. Take their time about what? Do what before they headed off to . . . it seemed pretty much anywhere?

"Kids, you've both been Stripped For Florida, so you need to take off your clothes and give them to me. As soon as you're both naked we'll be able to use the restrooms and get something to eat."

"We have to be naked, mom?" asked Suzy in an awestruck voice.

"I know they have naked kids and shit in Florida, but why us? I'm not doing this." Steve crossed his arms and stood defiantly.

"That's what kids do who come on vacation to Florida," pleaded mom. "It's a part of the total experience."

Suzy seemed to take this in and started to pull off her shoes and socks. Steve, on the other hand decided to take action. He strode across the lobby and headed into the restroom. As soon as he entered, a light over the door started flashing and a beeper went off. Suzy and her mom and dad could see a security guard follow Steve into the restroom. Steve's dad quickly walked across the lobby himself.

A few minutes later all three emerged from the restroom. Steve was completely naked. His dad was apologizing to the security guard, who was chuckling. "Happens all the time. These tourist kids don't know what they're missing. You'll enjoy it in a few days," laughed the guard, speaking to Steve. "Y'all enjoy now!"

"Ma'am," the clerk behind the desk spoke up. "I can give you a bag if you want to keep their clothes. Otherwise we have a charity collection bin. Florida residents usually just give everything away. Some tourists do the same and take their kids back home in new things, but I can understand not wanting to get rid of perfectly good clothes if you're heading home in a couple of weeks."

Steve and Suzy's mom accepted the bag. Steve looked chagrined, chastened no doubt by the instant intervention.

"It's the law, son," explained his dad, "once you're stripped you CANNOT wear anything."

"Alright, so let's get some food, then." muttered Steve.

"Ma'am, I forgot to ask, did you want to put him on the pills?" asked the young woman.

Steve looked up, even more embarrassed at her attractiveness now that he was naked. With horror he realized that his penis was arcing up into full erection. He blushed and tried to cover himself.

"I . . . I'm sorry." He didn't know what to say.

"It is completely acceptable for boys to be erect in Florida," the young woman was explaining to his mother. Steve blushed even more to hear this pretty woman discussing his penis with his mother. "One could say it is a Florida fashion. I'll give you a supply of the pills. They're perfectly safe and you can keep him hard during your entire stay if you like."

His mom thanked the lady and with that the two newly stripped children and their parents headed over to the food court.

"Enjoy your vacation," she called after them.

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(The End)