Date: Tue, 30 Jan 2018 21:29:05 -0500 (EST) From: E MOSER Subject: After the Experiment: Paige's Swim Suit Protest # 45 After The Experiment: Paige's Swim Suit Protest #45 Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his characters as individuals. After the Experiment: Paige's Swim Suit Protest #45 by Larry Marian The indoors swimming pool at the Corporation's regional headquarters had a large crowd during the afternoon when the pool was open for children of employees. In a large area near the kiddy pool some seven or eight teens, male and female sat on towels talking. They might be in another area, but Paige had the job of watching her little brother Pat and his "girl friend" Shirley, both five playing in the pool until time for their swim lesson. Jenna looked around. "You know, it's fun to be here and maybe window shop - especially if you have a good view of the merchandise," and she laughed, "but wouldn't it be better if we could do this at one of the cities' public pools?" "Yeah," Cynthia, a sophomore said, "I mean, who really likes tan marks? Look at me!" The others turned and looked at the nice tan on her face, shoulders, arms, legs, and stomach. "Well, Cynthia, it sure points out your boobs and, er, `private parts.'" Jerry, a ninth grader said. Jenna laughed. "How about your cock, Jerry? It looks like a German sausage it's so white!" "Yeah. Mine's the same way. And Paige's boobs and pussy are white as snow." He raised his clenched fist. "We ought to go to Main Street Pool, take off our clothes and demand one pool to be at least swim suit optional." "Mason, love. That's not the way to do it?" Paige said. "So what is, dear?" "What I'd do is start with writing some letters to the editor. And I wouldn't want to suggest no swim suits. What I'd suggest it's not fair that Mason and I can go to the Main Street pool and he has a chest that looks like a Kansas wheat field in August and my boobs look like snow covered mountains over that wheat field. So we say girls and women should be allowed swim topless. "Then we go to City Council and get on the request to speak about going topless. If they say no, first we protest clothed. Then we protest topless. THEN we protest nude, boys and girls, men and women. "They throw us in jai," Hank. "First, we get a permit. Second, how many times did Dr. King get thrown in jail?" Paige asked quietly. "Well, I started this. So, Paige, you write your speech to City Council. Mason, you put together a A-V show to go along with Paige's speech - how about you use Paige and do a history of swim suits for both male and female - uh, get somebody other than Paige for the male suits," Jenna suggested. "Hey, and we'll get as many of our friends as possible to come to the meeting- and wear the skimpiest suit they have!" Sam put in. "Good idea, Sam," Jenna said and squeezed his hand. Three weeks later Mason sat at breakfast with Paige and her family eating scrambled eggs and sausage. Mr. Jefferson lowered the paper and looked at his daughter. "Nice write up about your comments to council, Paige. And some nice comments about the video, Mason. I'm sure it's going to come to nothing, but a great try and a great lesson in civics. I think the best part is this: `Then Ms. Jefferson led the council through a history of swimming attire from the 1880s to today. Her companion, Mr. Adams used her as the swimmer, photo shopping her from a full suit from head to toe and shoes to a charming but revealing bikini, followed by her in just the bottom, with tiny appropriate black dots which only accented her untanned portions." He laughed. "I wonder if he wondered how Mason got that last photo." He went back to the paper. "Yep. Council decided not to act on Paige's request. They cited the indecent exposure ordinance of the city and the state statute. " "Great!" Paige said. Just what I expected, Dad. Okay, Mason, video II and I'll call at once to ask for chance to speak at the next meeting. In the meantime - let's get some kids organized at Main Street Pool to walk around with signs." The next morning at 11 as the Main Street Pool opened, 15 young people, as the press called them, from 12 to 17 stood just off the sidewalk and walk to the pool handing out a flyer asking for support to get the City Council to allow girls and women the same right as boys and men, that is to wear only trunks as they saw fit. Most flyers hit the trash can, but several got tucked away. One man stopped one of the young flyer providers and asked, "Who is in charge of this?" "Paige is. She's the short blond girl over there next to the taller blond boy holding her hand." "Thanks," and walked over to Paige. "Hi. I'm Maggie Butler. I just happened to be walking by - headed towards the court house. I'm a lawyer for the ACLU and I'd like to talk to you. " "The ACLU? Why us?" "Mainly because you seem to be fighting another totally useless, outdated law." "Actually, we would just like to get a nice, all over tan." "Yep. Exactly." She smiled at Paige. "Before I can talk to you anymore, I need to talk with your parents. You are a minor, right?" "I just turned fourteen." "Well, from what I've seen and heard so far, you act more like a young woman about ten years older. Can I contact your folks?" "Sure. Let me call them." "Okay. I'm just going to sit on this bench and watch what you kids do." "Fine. Let me get back to handing out flyers,, Ms. Butler. Later that day, after dinner, Paige, Mason, Jenna and the Jefferson adults, Paige especially feeling uncomfortable wearing clothes at home, listened to Mr. Smith discuss constitutional rights and how to protect them. As the meeting ended he said, "Many will wonder why going topless at a pool has anything to do with the right of a woman to own property, but it's just one more step down the road to equality. You know kids, but this really boils down to is the Mason can display his nipples and areola in public with no problem, but Jenna and you can't." "Uh, don't you mean his boobs - which he doesn't have?" Jenna asked. "Jenna. Go look at bikinis. Or search about pasties. It's not your breast. Its your nipple and areola." Later that night Paige and Mason lay cuddled in bed, basking in the afterglow of physical love. Mason nibbled gently on Paige's closest nipple, "You know, she's right. How often do I suck on your nipples. And how often do you suck on mine." She rolled him on his back and began to kiss and suck them. "Let me make up for not paying attention to them," she said. "Keep that up and you are going to wake my dick up." "If that happens, I'll take care of him. What does Dick want? What lips would you prefer? Pussy or mouth?" "Oh, God. Decisions!" * * * * * * * * * "Ladies and gentlemen of the City Council. Thank you for allowing me to again discuss the request of women and girls of this city to enjoy the same freedom at the city swimming pools as men and boys, their husbands, boy friends, sons, fathers, uncles or brothers - that is to swim in comfort and to sun bathe in the same way. "When I spoke to you last, your response was that allowing females to go topless would be `indecent exposure.' Let's look at `indecent exposure.' Mason?" At that Mason began a slide show beginning with "Venus di Milo" and ending with "David." "Thank you, Mason. By the way, "David" was there so there is some male representation." There was a bit of laughter. "Now. Let's go back to the history of swim suits. Let's look at the bikini. Mason?" And a slide show began with the first 1940 era swim suit to a recent one with a triangle of cloth between the model's legs, and three pieces of string to support two round circles which covered the areola and nipple of each otherwise bare breast. Paige turned towards the council. "I'd like now to ask two volunteers to come forward. I've asked each one, who also go to the Lab School, if it's okay with them and their parents to be here and if my questions are okay with them. If you have any doubts, please ask them if they are okay, "So, Jimmie and Rachel, would you please come up here?" At that two members stood up, each dressed in a bath robe and walked up. "Okay, guys, if you would remove your bath robe. Okay. Here are two ten year olds, dressed for swimming. Note, Jimmie has rather long hair and Rachel's hair is no more than a paige boy cut. Jimmie has on swim trunks. Rachel has a pair of essentially the same trunks and a top. What is covering Rachel that Jimmie doesn't need covering? "Okay, Mason, if you would take off your t-shirt. Thanks. Notice, just like Jimmie, he has areola and two nipples on his chest. Would you give me permission to remove my t-shirt?" "We can't allow that!" the chair shouted. "Why not?" Paige replied. "Okay, Miriam, would you please come forward?" "Sure, Paige, Glad to help," and an older red headed teen walked forward, with a light weight rain coat on. She entered the area in front of the council members. "Just so you know, Miriam is a recent grad of the school system, is 18, and works over in Dayton to support her studying at the community college. So, Miriam, would you demonstrate for the council?" and Miriam undid two buttons, and lowered the rain coat to reveal her bare breasts, the nipples covered with pasties. "I checked. It's legal for Miriam to be here tonight dressed as she is. What is covered?" "I think my time is about up. But what is the difference between Miriam and me, were I to remove my top? Thank you." Several members of the audience clapped as Paige went back to the rear. An hour later, Paige, Mason, Jenna, Sam, and his younger sister Julie sat in a big circle in Mason's family room with their cell phones calling friends, both boy and girl. The message relayed, though not always exactly was "Come to the Main Street Pool at 11:45. Girls, wear a two piece; boys have an actual jock under your trunks. At 12 noon, girls, take off your top. Boys, take off your trunks, Do not block any traffic. Be polite to anybody who talks to you. We have a permit. Any questions - we have a donation jar to help for further parade/demonstration permits. " That night Paige and Mason snuggle up together. "You know, Paige, I think I'm going to be jealous tomorrow." "Why, Mason?" "Because of the number of people who are going to see your tits!" "There my tits, Mason. Not yours. I get to let anybody see them I want to. But not everybody may touch them. You, on the other hand get to touch, feel, tweek, kiss or suck them almost anytime. Now would be nice." "I always love playing with your knockers." "Jenna doesn't think they're knockers. Boobs, yes. Knockers, no." "What does Jenna know? She doesn't love you like I do." "I'm glad." * * * * * * * * When Paige arrived at Main Street Pool the next day she was surprised at the number of people there; first the local tv station and CNN, it's tall tower erected. Next, the number of people in swim suits and no towels. Finally, as Ms. Butler, her eighth grade home base and Language Arts teacher came towards her, wearing an already skimpy bikini, smiled at her, Paige threw out her arms. "Ms. Smith! Are you here to help us?" "My grandparents marched with Dr. King and partied at Woodstock. I'm here to support you, Paige. So is my husband. We brought our daughter, but her diaper stays on - no matter what." Paige laughed. "Thanks, Ms. Butler." "Thanks, Paige. You look around at some of the adults here waiting for noon," "Paige. I got it. Here's a mike and the sound system is good to go. It's 11:59, love." "Thanks, Mason. Is it okay if I start now?" "Fire when ready, Paige," Mason responded. Paige hit the mike switch and did the quick test, test, which surrounded the pool and the people, now maybe a hundred, around and in the pool area. She grinned. "Friends, Romans, ladies and girls, please drop your tops!" As she said that, she reached behind, but found her hand blocked but the top came loose and she dropped it to her feet. "Nice knockers," Mason whispered in her ear as he pulled down his trunks to show only his jock covering his "junk." Paige glanced around, her lower lip between her teeth until she saw a sea of bare breasts of all sizes and conditions - including her mom and Mason's mother. She saw two officers coming towards her, but at an angle, wearing a very small bikini was MaggieButler. "You Paige Jefferson?" the taller officer asked harshly. "I'm Maggie Butler. What do you want of this child?" `Who are you?" "My card. I'm her attorney." "Well, we're going to arrest your client for indecent exposure." "So how is she indecently exposed?" "She doesn't have a top on." "Does indecent exposure say not having a top is indecent?" "Uh. I'm not totally sure of exactly what it says. But this is a public place and her breasts are exposed." "Officer, look at mine. Aren't they exposed?" "Not totally." "So what's the difference between how mine are exposed and how Paige's and about sixty other females are? Officer, I think that you are in danger of being sued for false arrest to begin with, Now, Ms. Jefferson is in possession of a parade/protest permit. This is a peaceful protest. I'm sure that at one o'clock all protesters will cover up again." "We'll check, counselor." "Have a good day, officers." The two officers turned and walked away as Ms. Smith removed her top. "You okay, Paige?" "Well, I'm glad that's over. But I was prepared to be arrested." "You still may be, Paige." The newspaper in the morning said the protest had about seventy participants and Paige looked over the crowd at 11:15 and thought it had to be 150, about a quarter of them adults. Maybe three quarters were women and girls. She saw a few who had to be grandmothers, while the youngest might be six. She also saw another group, all dressed in street clothes and carrying covered signs. Maggie Butler came through the crowd to Paige. "I have some interesting news for you, Paige. I did some research on the state's indecent exposure and public nudity laws. Here, to be arrested for nudity, not just exposing one's breasts, `... it is only illegal if it is accompanied by an intent to shock, arouse or offend other persons.' They would have to show that we intend to `shock, arouse, or offend.' Walking around, carrying a sign that says `we want to swim naturally' or `Why his nipples and not mine' shouldn't do either. So, Ms. Jefferson, do you want to go for the gold? " "You mean, get on this PA and say those who want to drop their trunks may do so?" "Yes," Paige reached for the PA and turned it on. "May I have everybody's attention. For those who don't know, this is Ms Maggie Butler who is a lawyer for the ACLU. She's done some research on our state's laws. It turns out that those of you who want to - may get totally nude and not break the law unless you do something that is done to `shock, arouse, or offend." So at noon, when I say, `Tops off,' I'm also going to say "and bottoms if you want.' So think about what you want to do. Oh, my last year's home base teacher said her daughter's diaper wasn't coming off. I'd like to suggest that if you brought anybody wearing a diaper, keep it on!" There was laughter at that, "Also, we have tags so you can tag your suit at noon - or before you take it off if you want. Some of these look very much the same," Just then two media trucks arrived, CNN and the local affiliate and the booms rose in the air. Paige saw two people start towards her, looking for all the world what she imagined reporters might look like. "So, Are you Paige Jefferson?" the lady who had come from the local truck asked?" "Yes ma'am, I am." "May we ask you some questions?" the male from CNN asked. "Sure. I figured that was going to happen." "Great. So you are fourteen, going into the ninth grade at Corporate Lab School. You are one of the original students and were elected as president for the ninth grade. Is that all correct?" "Yes, sir, That's correct." "I understand you participated in some sort of an experiment last summer. Can you tell us something about it?" "Well, I can say this. It lasted most of the summer and included myself and two others about the same age as myself. We were all twelve." "And what did the experiment entail?" the lady asked. "I'm sorry. I can't say more about it then that." "Is the experiment the reason you are leading this protest to allow girls to go topless at a public pool?" the man asked, "I'm sorry sir. As I said, I can't say anything more about the experiment. I will say that I've come to believe that allowing my boy friend Mason to wear trunks which only cover his genitals while I have to wear something to cover my breasts is discriminatory and sexist. Right now the only difference between his breasts and mine are that mine have more fat behind my nipples than he has," "Wow," the male reporter said. "I heard your most recent comment to your group, Do you intent to strip naked?" the woman asked. Paige stayed silent for a bit, "At noon, I'm going to remove my top and my bottom. I think Mason is going to remove his trunks. I hope we will be among friends and neighbors who will do the same. Let me remind you that there is no law against nudity in this state unless it's done to, uh, `shock, arouse, or offend' if I remember that correctly. I promise you, I will march, not jiggle." "Are you aware that today there are similar protests at three other pools in other states?" the man asked, "NO! Great! What states?" Paige beamed at the news, "Well, New York, California, and Alabama," the lady said. "Alabama is the real surprise," "Okay, please excuse me, but it's almost noon. Okay, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. At the sound of the noon whistle, remove what you are comfortable removing," At that point the whistle sounded and Paige put down her PA speaker, took off her top, and then slipped off her bottoms. As she did so she thought, what will they think of my trimmed pubic hair? but it was too late to back off. She looked around. Well, Mason's penis - she had to be technical - was nice and flaccid and small. Of course it was harder to see past the people closest to her, but those around her, about half were totally undressed and began to march. As they did, a few more took off their bottom or trunk. Across the street the counter protesters took covers off their signs and also began to march, keeping their eyes turned from the pool protesters as they began to sing "Wade in the Water." Paige nodded at their signs as she walked with her personal sign "Why can my boy friend show his nipples and I can't?". That night Paige and Mason lay in her new full size bed, listening to Marsha and Jerry next door. Being able to sleep together was brand new to them and they didn't realize that the wall between Mason's room and Marsha's was not sound proof. "Good thing your parents' room has the guest bedroom between their's and Marsha's," Paige whispered as she gently touched Mason's erect cockhead. "Yeah. But that news tonight really gets me horny," Mason whispered back. "You want to make love again? Does the fact that we learned that it wasn't four pools with top protests, but nine that makes you so horny? So are we all going to get in the water tomorrow?" "Might as well. We've been paying the entry fee every day and not swimming. And I don't know why I am. I wonder. I know I saw Ms. Smith nude in front of our class every day for a semester, but I'd never seen her husband undressed, much less than with a boner. You know it's a bit hard to imagine your teacher screwing. " "You're right. I'm trying to imagine that. I mean what position? What about the baby?" She let out an uncharacteristic giggle. "I can't even imagine her french kissing. Of course, it's hard to believe Mom and Dad." "What position. Well, one Paige blow job deluxe a day is more than enough for any guy. Woof, woof?" Paige smiled and rolled over onto to her stomach. In the quiet of the moment they heard, faintly but clearly, Marsha say, "Faster, Jerry. I'm cumming!" As the two lovers giggled, Mason slipped between Paige's legs as she rose on her hands and knees to allow him entrance. The next morning, being Saturday, Paige and Mason came to breakfast nude to find Marsha and Jerry already at the kitchen table also nude. "You guys were pretty loud last night," Marsha said very quietly. "What's with the barking?" "Faster Jerry. I'm cumming!" Mason responded quietly. "It's called `doggie style,' big sis." "Oh, shit!" Marsha groaned, still very quiet. "Hey, Paige. You're getting to be quite the revolutionary," Mason's father said as he took off his bath robe. "Says here that twenty pools had protests yesterday and one city in Northern California has just revoked all ordinances about public nudity and replaced it with one saying that nudity must be tasteful and not aggressive. So when do you win?" "I don't know, Dad Adams. It's a swim in today. Oh, and we're raising money to pay for the fees to have a protest license. " "Good. Makes good business sense. Oh, and if Marsha and Jerry don't give you and Mason a ride to the protest later this morning, your mom or I will. "Thanks, Dad," Paige said. Jerry and Marsha, going to their first protest as the timing during the work week kept them away, drove Paige and Mason to the pool. "Paige, I hope I don't chicken out with this. I know I've been nude at home and all, but there were some shots on the news and sometimes you can actually see who somebody is - and I saw some real quick shots lower than the neck," Marsha said from the front seat. "Look, do what is comfortable. Wait a few minutes. When you see every female around you without a top, it's easy to take off yours. Same with the bottom." "Easy for you to say," Jerry said. "It's hard to hide a hard on." "You won't be the only one, Jerry. Head for the water!" Mason said. As the four entered the assembly area, Paige's friend from school, Calvin hurried to her. "Hey, Paige. I know you're going to be busy, but I have some news for you. It may be important." "Hi, Calvin. What is it?" "Well, not important to you, but I'm going to Princeton next year. " "That's great Calvin. Wonderful. But what is the important news." "Seems Charlie has been running his mouth again. And being Charlie, he can't keep his story straight. First he's been claiming that you have been....uh, can we move away and talk in private. Personal, you know." "Calvin, Mason and Marsha know about the locker system and it's okay. I guess Jerry is about to find out, but he doesn't go to CLS. So what has Charlie been claiming? " "Okay either he's getting a blow job from you at least twice a week and you've been asking him to let you do it more often or you are a bitch and a whore and he's the only guy in the school you won't suck because you are such a bitch. He says, either story, he's going to the press and tell them what a slut you are. "Well, Charlie's not liked by the football team at Mary Mount High. About five of us caught up with him and had a serious talk with him. We told him that if any trash talk came out from the press, we were not going to come back and talk with him." "Damn him. I don't like him at all," Mason said, "I have a defense if it gets out," Paige said. "But he is a total jerk, Thanks, Calvin and congrats again on Princeton. With that she gave him a hug and a kiss. "Uh, do you have locker calls over the summer?" Calvin grinned as he asked that. "Nope. The summer and vacations are reserved for Mason only. But maybe you can get a visitor's pass before you head up for Princeton." She smiled at him. "By the way, are you here to protest?" "I sure am. And I brought about half the Mary Mount football team and all the cheerleaders, varsity and JV with me." "Wow. Thanks Calvin. Give me a call. Maybe something can be arranged - if it's okay with Mason." She smiled at both Calvin and Mason. "Woops. Getting late. Let me crank up the bull horn. With that she took the bull horn and walked to where she had addressed the protesters before to see what had to be over 100 with more coming. She glanced and across the street was the same group as the day before as well as another group which didn't look quite as off beat as the first. Both, however had police officers talking to them. It seemed like an argument and finally both groups stomped off. Maggie came up to her. "The fringe group and the group from one of your local churches apparently didn't know that counter-protesters need permits, too. I suspect there may be a few sermons directed towards you tomorrow." "Yes. But the protest time is moved to two in the afternoon - so this won't interfere with anybody going to church." "Okay, everybody. It's a quarter to twelve. Remember, this is swim in day. Those of you who are a bit shy, try hitting the water first and then come out and march. I understand we have some cheerleaders and ball players who have joined us. Much as I'd love to see some cheers, some of them might be considered to be something that would `shock, arouse, or offend' so please participate, but no cheers. "I see the counter protesters have been forced to leave. They don't have a permit, but we do. Remember to tag your suit or other clothes and remember where it is. For you veterans - see how we have grown!" A cheer and clapping went up from that. "All right. The noon whistle will be very soon. When you hear it, remove as much as you feel comfortable taking off and don't everybody jump in the pool at once. "Oh, yes. I almost forgot. Those jars are for donations to cover the cost of the protest license and other stuff. Put in what you can and if spectators say anything, ask them to donate, too. "Ah, there it is!" With that Paige pulled off the tee she'd put on instead of a suit and then stripped off her shorts. She'd thought of not wearing panties, but not having them on to take off be arousing? But they were on, plain white and full size and off they came. She picked up her sign and began to march like she would in the band. She looked over at the pool and saw it had plenty of people in it, but it was not jammed. She rounded the corner only to see her parents, her father with Pat's hand and her mother's with Shirley, all four wearing nothing but sandals or sneakers. As she came up to them she said, "Thanks, Mom and Dad. I hope Shirley's parents know." "They do. They're about fifty feet ahead of us but Shirley wanted to walk with us." As her father said that, they did a maneuver and Pat and Shirley walked in the middle, holding hands. "We can help," Pat said. "You sure can Little Bro!" Paige responded. She walked along behind her family group until the PA set boomed George's - the squire's son - voice. "Paige Jefferson. Come to headquarters at once. You have guests. "Wonder what this is," she said and handed her mother her sign. Her mother looked at the sign and smiled. Paige did not hear her mother's comment. Paige hurried back against the flood of marchers, most of them totally nude, a few females of all ages wearing only a bikini bottom or a pair of shorts, some males wearing a jock, including a few with the string jock so their dick and balls were clearly visible, and even a few dressed, including a rather fat older woman with a sign that said "I WISH I COULD AGAIN!" She stopped when she saw the entire city council there, as well as Ms. Anderson who was, unlike the council members, nude. "Ah, there she is," she cried. "Come here, Paige. Allow me to give you an illegal PDA - a hug!" Paige hurried to the principal and the two exchanged a quick hug. "Okay, Paige. Go to talk with council. " Paige walked over to the members. "Good afternoon, Madam Chair. Council members. You have something to say to me?" "How about the last words of General Custer to Crazy Horse: ` You won.'?" the youngest male member said. Paige gasped. "What do you mean? " He continued, " The city council met last night. The vote wasn't four to three, it was unanimous. " The madam chair took over. "All city ordinances about nudity, indecent exposure, what must be covered in public, etc have been rescinded. Our lawyer found some real strange ones. Seems Ms. Anderson's school ran afoul of the ordinance requiring all students to wear knee length stockings. What replaced them is a new ordinance that states that at least one public swimming pool is required to be swim suit optional at least three days a week, one of which must be on a weekend day or holiday. In addition, any private pool may be swim suit optional and will not require the erection of privacy fences. The ordinance goes on to say, like the state law, that public nudity is not a crime unless it is done to `shock, arouse, or offend.' "Ms. Jefferson, since you have started this little rebellion, we now know that some 500 communities, ranging in size from 375 to over two million are looking at their indecent exposure and public nudity laws and already some 20 have passed an ordinance allowing nude swimming and sun bathing in public places." Paige gulped. "That's .... that's fantastic. Should I tell.. announce .. . let people know what has happened so they can go home?" "I'm not sure I need to tell you about politics, but here's what I'd do. Five minutes before one, get on the bullhorn. Tell everybody to look towards the dressing rooms. At one the council will come out. We will all be nude and jump into the pool. I've already spoken to the pool manager. Swim as long as you want, however you want to. Too crowded here? There are two other pools." "Okay," Paige said. "Let me have the horn." * * * * * * * * * * * That evening the Jeffersons and the Adams sat in the family room of the Adams, since their home, bought when they moved there a year or so ago was larger. Part of the gathering, mostly the teen members, were out on the patio, which led from the family room. In addition to Paige, Pat, Mason, Jenna and Marsha, along with Sam, Jerry, and Sylvia. Pat and Sylvia, both going on five, sat at a low table playing Chutes and Ladders like it was the only and best board game in the world. The three teen couples sat further away from the light, talking lightly and laughing from time to time. Mason's dad appeared in the French doors and opened them. Paige looked up and noticed that Mason's dad looked a lot like Mason except for hairs on each chest and Mason's dad's dick seemed much larger. "We're about to open some champagne to celebrate our future daughter in law's surprise victory. If you are over seven years old, please join us. Those younger, we have something better for you," Of course there was a rush from the teens, and then an orderly troop in to a circle of standing adults and teens. "I'd like to propose a toast," Mom Adams said. "To Paige who seems to be turning the world upside down." The others responded with "to Paige" and raised their glasses. Paige did, too and her father, next to her guided her glass down. "When you are drunk to, do not drink. Just raise your glass." "Oh," she said as her mom stood up. "To Paige, who kept a demonstration peaceful." Paige gulped. What might have happened. Paige raised her glass. `I guess this is the only way I can taste this. To my parents, who are suffering through having a teen age daughter, to Mason's parents, who are suffering through having a teen age son in love with a teen age girl, and to all who made this possible." Her father said, "Hear, hear." He paused and smiled. "Paige, you are the only one who may drink. Mason, get ready to take her to your room." Wow, Paige thought. What is Dad saying? But they all drank, in fact finishing the glasses, hers included. After a few more minutes, Paige and Mason headed to his room. They entered and Paige closed the door. "You know, I think my father just gave me away. Mason, I will not let him do that on our formal wedding, I'll give myself to you as a partner, just like I already have, and accept you the same way. Does that make sense?" "Perfectly. I feel the same way. Paige - I don't know how many ways to tell you I love you. But I feel your giving me my freedom is the same as me giving you yours. I think that's what the Corporation wants." "I do too. Well, you can't undress me. I can't undress you. But we can make love to each other. Leave one light on, Mason. Then come to your bed with me and love me. Okay?" Three minutes later, Mason said, "Okay," The next day, Sunday, three public pools were filled with swimmers. By most counts, some 85% were nude. Dear Reader, When I started "After the Experiment" I did not plan to have more than between three to five more stories. Like Topsy, this has grown. With growth came a few errors. For example, we have the line from the Teen Swim Party "... ranging from a bald, flat 11 year old..." when the invitation clearly states that the mandated ages are 12 to 17 so this line should read "... ranging from a bald, flat one who looked 11 . . ." Feel free to point out other errors. If I were to ever find a paper publisher, such errors will be corrected. Thanks. If you liked this part of "After the Experiment" or any of the other Paige-Mason-Jenna stories, please consider a donation to Nifty. Comments, pro or con to the author are always appreciated. Gene