Ruth and Ryan 3

Stripped For Florida: Ruth and Ryan 3

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RUTH AND RYAN

by Willie B Florida, all rights reserved
comments welcome: williebflorida@gmail.com

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PART THREE

It was mid-November. It was that magical time in Florida when pleasant fall weather lasts week after week. Fall in Florida means "not too hot and not too cold." Round about Thanksgiving there was usually a cold snap and Ryan was wondering what it would feel like to be bare in the cold. Ryan had another thought on his mind, too. Ruth's birthday was right after Thanksgiving, November 29. He wanted to get her something special. But what could he give a naked girl? She couldn't wear clothes. Shoes were out. A book wasn't very romantic. Flowers were nice, but they would wilt and fade away all too quickly. Jewelry! He could give her jewelry. Where in the world did one buy jewelry, anyway, and wasn't it expensive? He wished he'd paid more attention when his mom discussed the topic with her friends.

"Mom," he asked, coming into the kitchen. He waited patiently while she ran a finger up his penis. Ever since the night Ruth had come to their house that first evening to watch a movie, his mom had copied her exact move.

"You're a beautiful boy, that's all," she'd explained when he protested the first time. "Besides, I'm your mom. I've cleaned that penis a thousand times."

"Yeah, when it was littler," muttered Ryan.

"Much littler," his mother declared. Ryan thought she'd done it the first time to let him know she'd seen what Ruth and he were up to. But by now he figured it was for some other reason. So, he just stood there and let her touch.

"Did you have a question, honey?" She asked, going back to making dinner.

"I wanted to buy Ruth a present. I was thinking jewelry of some kind. Do you know how much something nice would cost?"

"It really depends. Anywhere from $50 to $500, although I'd say anything over $60 is probably spending too much."

"Too much for what? For jewelry or for Ruth?"

"Too much for a first present. You don't want to overwhelm her!"

Ryan shook his head. He didn't understand all the intricacies of dealing with a girlfriend. Besides, he was pretty sure the guys at school who boasted about getting sucked and laid weren't buying expensive jewelry for their girlfriends. Ryan wanted to do it anyway. If pressed, he had to admit he'd love to have sex with Ruth, but he also wanted to make her happy. He knew enough to know that sex alone wasn't always a happy thing, especially for girls.

A couple of days later his dad walked into the house. It was Saturday morning.

"Hey Ryan, I've got to go down to Gainesville for a bit. Want to take a ride with me? I could drop you off at the mall and pick you up when I've finished my errands."

Ryan jumped at the chance. The Gainesville Mall would certainly have jewelry shops. "Yeah dad, just a minute . . . "

He ran up to his room and opened his top drawer. Back when he wore clothes he used to hide his money in a pair of rolled up socks tucked in at the back behind his shorts and underwear. He didn't have any socks, shorts, underwear or any other clothes anymore. When he'd been stripped they'd all been taken away and donated to charity. Now he hid his money in the pages of a dictionary he kept in the top drawer along with some old ribbons, awards and trophies he'd won in elementary school. He opened the book and pulled out the bills. Ten, twenty, twenty-two dollars. Oh, well. He'd have to find the nicest jewelry he could get for $22. He curled the bills up in tight roll and started out of his room. His mother surprised him in the hallway.

"Honey, get her something nice, okay?" She handed him a fifty dollar bill. "And here's something to carry it in." She gave him a small cloth bag with a drawstring. "Put it all in, pull it tight and you can loop it around your wrist. Have a good day," she gave him a kiss and he ran down the hallway.

The front door was open and Ryan ran out and down the stairs. His dad was waiting by the car with the back door open. Ryan didn't stop to think about it too much, but he usually sat in the front if it was just him and his dad. He was bent over getting into the car when he saw her. Ruth was in back, the seat belt already pulled tight across her naked body.

"Oh, Ruth!"

"I'm coming with you to Gainesville, unless that's a problem!"

"No, oh no, not a problem. I just didn't know. This is a big surprise!"

His dad got in, slammed the door on the driver's side and started up the car.

"Did you arrange this dad?"

"No, a leprechaun dropped Ruth into the car when I passed under a rainbow!" His dad laughed. Ryan rolled his eyes. Ruth giggled.

The ride to Gainesville was very different than Ryan had anticipated and quite enjoyable. Still, he wondered how he was going to slip away and buy Ruth something nice in a jewelry store without her noticing. Ryan's dad pulled off I-75. The road was clogged with cars. Huge billboards changed messages every few seconds with a clatter of rotating panels. The signs of fast food places, Starbucks, discount stores, restaurants and automobile services clamored for attention. Ryan always thought Lake City was a "city" -- I mean, it was even in the name. But Gainesville seemed much more urban. After dodging cars and trucks changing lanes they quickly reached the turn for the Oaks Mall. The parking lot stretched out in front of the huddled mass of the mall itself. It looked completely full. Driving slowly around to the back they found a place at the edge by a row of trees. Ryan and Ruth got out and walked across the rough asphalt towards the mall. Even before they reached the stores they noticed something that caught the attention of both of them. Naked children. Naked teenagers!

"They're naked, dad!" gawked Ryan shamelessly.

"So are you," he laughed.

"But, you know, other than Ruth -- and myself of course -- I've never seen another stripped person. I think we're the only two in the whole of Columbia County!"

"Maybe," his father chuckled. "Well, get ready to see a lot more!" He walked the two of them to the entrance at the south side of the mall. Not all the kids they saw were naked, but nobody paid them any special attention; there were plenty of other stripped kids. "Okay kids, pay attention for just a minute, then you can spend your day staring as much as you like."

Ryan forced himself to look straight at his dad and stop looking at all the people streaming in and out of the mall. Ruth said, "sorry."

"I have errands to do in town. I want the two of you to be just inside this door at 5:00 sharp. Do you see that map of the mall, right there in front of us? That's the meeting place. If for some reason I'm late, I want you to wait for me within sight distance of that map. Do not leave the mall at any time for any reason. If anything serious happens, go to the mall security office and get help, or use their phone to call my cell phone or your mom, Ryan. Okay, have fun. I'll see you at 5 p.m., right here."

"Bye, dad."

"Bye."

Ruth and Ryan watched him start to walk back across the parking lot and then turned and grinned at one another. "Do you see all the stripped kids?"

Ruth nodded. Not every kid or teen was stripped. Not even half. Maybe only a quarter, even. But to the two teens who'd been the only stripped people they'd ever known, who'd been the only naked students in their entire school, who'd had to endure the remarks and stares all over town for months -- to these two teens it now seemed as if the entire mall was swarming with naked bodies. They wanted to see every naked person in the place. They wanted to immerse themselves in belonging to this throng of stripped young people. They wanted to revel in not standing out in the crowd. Ruth and Ryan walked around and around the mall, not even noticing at first when they returned to their starting point and began yet another loop around the circular layout of shops, vendors and food court. There were naked little kids, mostly girls but some boys. There were the tweens: some cute boys and the girls on the cusp of puberty. There were more naked teens.

Ryan noticed that all the boys were hard. He tentatively reached down and touched his own erection. His mom seemed to be right about that fashion. He noticed that girls had breasts of all different shapes and sizes -- all nice looking, though!

"Ruth," he reached out and held her hand as they walked the circuit for yet another round. "Have you noticed no one has any hair?"

"They have hair. Look, she's blonde, that guy has black hair, she has . . . "

"Not that hair. Any other hair . . . especially," Ryan swallowed and then said it, "pubic hair."

"Oh! Shit, you're right!!!" Ruth looked down at her own abundant bush. Ryan had hair, too, although she didn't think it was as noticeable with a nice hard penis rising straight up out of it. "That's weird. How do you think that happened?"

Ryan shrugged. He was no expert on this topic, but the trend was too pervasive to be an accident. "They must have had it removed somehow, I guess."

Another thing had also caught Ryan's eye. At the food court a little girl was sitting up on top of one of those little round tables -- the kind where you can stand up to eat a quick snack. A man, presumably the girl's father ran his finger right up the little girl's slit. "So, honey bunch, what do you want to eat, an ice cream?" The girl giggled at the touch and nodded her head.

Looking more closely Ryan noticed couples engaged in rather intimate touch. A girl holding her boyfriend's hard on. A girl sitting on a boy's lap, his hands cupping her breasts while they visited with other teens at the table. He wondered where the boy's penis was.

After looking at stripped kids for an hour, Ryan had finally pulled his eyes away long enough to spot the jewelry stores. Now every time they made the circuit he looked more closely at each one, trying to decide where to go for Ruth's present. At first he had thought he would come up with some excuse to disappear for 15 minutes. Maybe Ruth would go to the restroom or something and he could slip away and buy her something. But by now he'd figured out that this wasn't going to work. Ruth was remarkably efficient at bathroom breaks and he couldn't just leave her with some mysterious excuse. He wanted to pick the best-looking store and take her in and announce he was buying her a present.

Coming round a corner Ryan spotted the store he'd selected as most likely. It didn't look like one of the high end stores that seemed to specialize primarily in diamonds and wedding bands. On the other hand, it wasn't one of the more garish places with signs promoting "Tattoo while you wait" (how else were you supposed to get a tattoo, Ryan wondered -- I'm just leaving my arm here to be tattooed, I'll be back in half an hour), "SALE, SALE, SALE", "Jewelry, piercings, tattoos, air brush."

"Hey, Ruth, let's go in here for a minute. See what they have." Ryan steered her toward the entrance.

"Okay," Ruth agreed amiably.

They walked in, gazed at the displays of glittering jewelry for a moment and Ryan stepped up to the counter.

"Good afternoon, sir, and what may I do for you today," asked the manager, a young man in a white shirt and black pants.

"Um, good afternoon. I'm buying a present for my friend. It's her birthday coming up real soon."

Ruth gaped at him.

"Excellent. We'll be glad to help. Did you have something specific in mind?"

"Yeah, I thought a ring."

"A ring," Ruth let out in a small voice, suddenly acting like her usual shy self, "for me?"

Ryan nodded. Ruth giggled.

"Ah, I understand," acknowledged the manager. "If you'll follow me just this way, we'll take you to our fitting room."

Wow, a fitting room for rings, Ryan wondered. Amazing!

The manager led them down a small hallway and opened a door on the left. The room looked like a doctor's or dentist's office. "Miss, if you'll have a seat and get comfortable I'll have Lucinda bring in some samples for you. It won't be but a moment."

Ruth lowered herself into what looked decidedly like a dentist's chair. She looked quizzically at Ryan who shrugged.

A woman in white blouse and black skirt and very high heels came into the room. "Good afternoon. I have a nice selection of rings here. Will you be selecting, miss, or is your friend choosing for you?"

Ruth and Ryan looked at one another. "Um, I guess we're doing it together?" Ryan answered. Ruth looked too shy to speak.

"That's really sweet," cooed the clerk. She laid the display tray on a small table next to the chair. Ruth and Ryan looked at the tray of rings, sparkling with gold and silver and gems. Some were plain, others had a ball or a double ball arrangement. Others had small gemstones in different colors. "These are your basic rings. If you're interested, we also have rings with chains, attachments, inner and outer parts and so on. All of these rings can be put in temporarily or soldered into place."

Ryan had no idea what she was talking about, but hoped Ruth knew more about rings. Ruth thought she knew everything about rings. How complicated could it be? You put the round thing on your finger. It either fit or it didn't. She figured she was allowed to wear a ring, stripped or not. She tried to remember if any of the stripped girls they'd seen today were wearing jewelry. She'd seen lots of earrings on boys and girls. She'd shuddered at the sight of a few pierced nipples. Well, if earrings and nipple piercing were okay, how could anyone object to a stripped girl wearing a ring on her finger.

"Perhaps you can let me know if you prefer silver or gold and we can start from there?" suggested the clerk, helping to urge this shy couple along.

"I guess gold?" murmured Ruth.

"Gold is an excellent choice. Never needs polishing and has a nice warm glow. Let me suggest one of the simpler fashions here, a smooth rounded band with a single ball. If you'll just open your legs a little wider . . . "

Ruth responded without thinking. A fraction later thought kicked in, why does she need my legs open?

The clerk reached down and Ruth jumped at her touch.

"I'm quite sorry miss, I didn't mean to surprise you. Now, if you'll just look in the mirror here."

Ruth looked down. The clerk held a small round mirror that reflected the gold ring set right up at the top of her vagina opening. Ryan looked as well.

"I can show you one with a larger ball, if you think that would suit you better," the clerk suggested.

Ruth's mind was all awhirl. Ryan was buying her a ring for there? How did that even work? What was it the woman had said about temporary or permanent? What did that mean?

Ryan was confused. A ring? How did a ring fit, on what? He looked at Ruth.

Well, thought Ruth, if this is what Ryan wants to give me for my birthday, maybe it's something special I don't know about. "I like this one," she heard herself say.

"Are you sure," asked the young woman. "Take your time. We can try as many as you like to make sure you're satisfied."

"I'm sure," Ruth said quietly.

"Okay, we'll get everything ready to proceed." The young woman pulled drawers open and started arranging bottles of antiseptic and ointment on a small tray. "Will you be wanting to shave the area, laser, or leave it as is?"

Ruth remembered her conversation with Ryan. Everyone else they'd seen had no hair! "What's laser?"

"Laser removes the hair permanently, dear. Shaving has to be kept up once it's done."

Beware the shy. When they decide something they can be unexpectedly daring. "I'll laser it if Ryan does the same thing!" she stated boldly. Ryan stared at her. What had she just said?

"Well, young man. I guess it is up to you. Would you like to be smooth as well?"

Everyone else was hairless, and it seemed Ruth wanted him to be, too. He thought about the jokes he'd get from his buddies at school. First stripped, then hairless? What did they know that it was a fashion? He'd never even thought about it before coming to the Oaks Mall today.

"Okay, yes, please. I guess we'll both get the . . . laser thing."

Things were moving too fast, Ryan thought. He'd come to Gainesville to buy Ruth a ring -- for her finger -- and they'd be going back home with no hair and a piece of gold fastened to . . . he still didn't understand what the gold would be fastened to.

"Ruth, I'm going to clip your pubic hair as short as possible. Then we'll lather it up and give it a close shave. The final step is the laser application which actually removes the hair follicles."

Ruth nodded apprehensively. The clipping went very fast. Next to the chair was a piece of equipment which also looked like it ought to be in a dentist office. A row of tools sat in brackets, long cords dangling from each. The woman pulled out one, pressed a switch and quickly vacuumed up the loose hairs that had just been clipped. From a second tool she sprayed shaving lotion and with a disposable razor expertly navigated the intricate surfaces of Ruth's labia and surrounding area. Selecting a tool that looked like a computer mouse attached to a long cord the woman advised Ruth, "This may sting with each application. Each time I place this on your skin, the follicles are burned away in an area about the size of a quarter."

Ruth nodded apprehensively. The young woman moved the tool across the surface of the skin, holding it firmly in place and then moving on. Ruth held her face still as if waiting for it to hurt.

"There we go! You're all smooth!"

Ryan stared at the area, now completely clear of hair. Her labia folded out between her legs. He could see glimpses of further pinkish folds and ripples and a glistening glimmer he imagined as her opening. His pill-induced erection took on a further throbbing as his imagination triggered arousal.

"She's beautiful, isn't she," said the young woman.

Ryan nodded, unable to speak.

"Here, Ruth, take a look in the mirror and see what we're all admiring." The woman held up the mirror and Ruth peered into it. She smiled briefly and nodded. "We're going to put the ring in now. Then we'll do Ryan. I'm guessing you'll appreciate the laser effect on him!"

The woman took a cotton swab, rubbed it near the top of the labia that were now so clearly visible. With one hand she felt along Ruth's genitals. Ryan saw Ruth give a little start.

"That's the magic place!" laughed the woman. With her other hand she reached for a small plastic device that looked like a gun. She put it in place and there was a sharp sound and Ruth jumped and gave a little scream. Ryan looked worried.

"All done!" announced the woman. Ryan looked down and saw a beautiful gold ball nestled among the beautiful folds of Ruth's body. It wasn't what he'd planned to give her -- he didn't even know such things existed! But, he hoped Ruth liked it. The young woman helped Ruth to her feet and walked her over to where she could see herself in a full length mirror. Ruth moved herself this way and that way, taking in her new look. After what seemed like hours to the barely breathing Ryan, she turned to face him.

"Thank you, Ryan. What a wonderful present. I love you so much." She rushed over to him and he wrapped her in his arms. She felt wonderful against his skin and he suddenly wished they were somewhere alone where he could spend his time getting to know her body.

The woman waited patiently for them to pull apart from their embrace. "Alright, Ryan, your turn."

The hair removal process went much the same for Ryan, with a few differences, not least of which was the large erection which appeared even more prominent without its nest of hair. As with Ruth, the woman clipped the pubic hair short and then sprayed the area with cream. She took a second disposable razor from its wrapper and drew it across Ryan's skin. She held the tip of his erection between thumb and forefinger and drew the razor up the full length of the phallus, making sure to complete the process on all sides.

"For the moment I'm removing all the hair at the base of your penis, Ryan, as well as most of the pubic area. You have a slight trace of hair growing in a line down from your belly button -- I'm leaving that in place, unless you want me to remove it as well."

"Yeah, that's okay. You can leave that there," replied Ryan. He hadn't really thought about the details of hair on his body until they were being brought to his attention.

"I'm leaving your balls completely smooth and I'll have you lift your legs in a moment so I can remove the hair from under your balls and around your anus."

Ryan blushed.

"That's quite okay. All of this hair growth is normal, as is the desire to leave the skin on these sensitive areas smooth. It makes certain activities much more fun." She grinned mischievously at both of them.

"You are still quite young, Ryan. You'll probably develop a greater amount of hair on some parts of your body than you have now. Depending on what you find comfortable and attractive you can always choose to remove more hair in the future. Some guys like having hairy legs, while some are going for the totally hairless body. It's all a matter of your personal preference."

Ryan nodded.

"You're not likely to develop as much body hair, Ruth," added the woman, "but you can always opt for removing any of it permanently, especially if you find yourself shaving a certain area regularly."

The job complete, it was Ryan's turn to look in the mirror. He liked how his penis looked even larger than ever, but he still wasn't sure what the guys at school were going to think. Oh, well, it was a done deal now!

"Turn around, Ryan, so Ruth can get a good look."

Ryan turned and was gratified to see Ruth break into a big smile. After all, this was the result of her challenge!

There was a soft knock on the door and the young man from the front desk put his head in. "If you're all done in here, I'll consult with Ryan. Ruth, I believe you have some care instructions to go over before you join us up front."

Ryan followed the clerk. He felt wonderfully tingling sensations as air blew against the newly exposed areas of his groin. Regardless of how it looked, it certainly felt great to be shaved!

"You mentioned this would be a present for your friend, so I made sure to bring you up front alone."

"Thank you," Ryan nodded.

"Absolutely. How would you like to pay today."

Ryan fumbled for the small bag he had tied to his wrist. It was a little tricky opening the drawstrings, but he finally extracted the tight roll of cash he'd put in this morning.

"Um, I have the money right here."

"You'll be paying in cash. I have your invoice here. The ring is 22 karat gold plated on a hypoallergenic metal core. We don't charge extra for piercings if they're done at the time of jewelry purchase. The total for the ring is $45.00. We're having a two for one laser hair removal special, so you're in luck there. That comes to $450.00. The total is $495.00 plus tax, making it a total of 525 dollars and 94 cents."

Ryan blanched. He had $72.00 in cash. He'd been sure that would be plenty for a ring! He hadn't counted on the ring becoming some other kind of ring. He had never imagined all the stripped teens in Gainesville would be hairless and smooth.

"I'm very sorry sir. The ring is beautiful, and the hair -- getting it removed -- it feels really good. It's just, well, when I came in today I was only planning on buying my girlfriend a ring. I didn't know it would all cost so much. I have $72.00. My dad brought us down from Lake City this morning and he's picking us up at 5:00. He's not expecting to have to pay for anything, but I'll have to ask him for the rest of the money when he gets here. I'm really sorry -- I should have asked how much this would cost before agreeing to it."

"The error would be ours as well, sir," apologized the clerk. "We should have gone over all the pricing and specials. However, I believe we might have an even better solution for you. Did you say you were from Lake City?"

"Yes, Ruth and I are probably the only stripped kids in Lake City. At least I've never seen anyone else. When we got to the mall this morning it was the first stripped people we'd ever seen other than ourselves!"

"Our company is about to open a new store in Lake City. You may be the only stripped kids there now, but we have reason to believe that is about to change. If you and Ruth would be willing to help promote the new store, we'd be happy to give you today's purchase absolutely free of charge."

"Really! Oh, that would be great. But, what would we have to do?"

"Just stand outside the store and give out fliers during the first three days of our grand opening. Of course, we'd require you to be naked while you did the job." The manager's eyes twinkled.

"But, we'd have to be naked anyway, we're stripped."

"Exactly! So, it's not really a hardship is it?"

"Sure, I'll have to ask Ruth, but I can't imagine why she wouldn't agree. She is very shy," Ryan considered. "Well. I'll just have to ask her."

"If it makes things any better, we'll offer a bonus of $10.00 for each of you for every person who strips their kid on the spot."

"I don't know if anyone will do that. Lake City isn't like Gainesville. But, sure, that's okay. Here's Ruth, let me ask her."

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