“I listened to your mom’s voicemail while you were cleaning.  Didn’t your swim coach send you an email which you were supposed to read?”

The email!

She totally forgot.  But Eric’s mother had not.  “Now go ahead and put those cleaning supplies away and you can check your email in here at the family computer.”

Rachel momentarily forgot her state of dress and got excited.  She was looking forward to hearing what Coach Ron said.  And she might have a chance to reply and ask him if school pride day was mandatory.  She spun around in place flaring up her nightgown and marched out of the room oblivious to the view she was giving them.

When she had put the bucket and brush away she came back to the family room with a bit more trepidation.

What’s in this email?  With Coach Ron, there’s no telling.

She sat in the desk chair, turned the computer on and looked up at the screen.  A twang of modesty hit her.  It didn’t help that Eric’s dad was sitting on the couch pretending to watch the news while staring at her wispy top and naked bottom.  But she didn’t anticipate the webcam.  The thought of accidentally broadcasting herself naked over the internet was kind of scary.  The lens of the webcam was sitting on top of the monitor staring down at her.

From that angle, everything was visible all the way down to her legs.  Her nerves were already on edge, and that webcam wasn’t helping matters.  It’s power light flashed and she jumped thinking it had started recording her.  Then she realized it was only booting up.  She squeezed her legs together and shuddered.  She knew her way around a computer, but had never used this particular one.  Carefully, she brought up her email.

There was Coach Ron’s email waiting in her inbox.  She moved the cursor over to it and was about to click when something flashed on the screen right over the inbox.

INCOMING VIDEO CHAT REQUEST FROM: TOMMY.  Autoaccept in 5….4…..3…..

Rachel yelped in shock and jumped out of the chair not caring about the lewd bouncing show her body was giving.  Eric jumped up from the floor where he was writing his letter and ran to help her thinking she was hurt.  Then he saw the message on the screen and clicked ‘cancel’ just as it was reaching 0.  “That was Tommy.  He’s been trying to reach me all evening.  I’ll call him back later.”

Rachel was shaken.  She had come close to accidentally giving Tommy the show of his life.  If that webcam had turned on, the view would have been Rachel wearing her too short, see-though nightgown sitting at the computer.  He would have seen practically everything.  She flashed back to the afternoon outside Tommy’s house.  She had come to terms with Eric seeing her in this nightgown, but an outsider seeing her was too much.

Eric could tell Rachel was about to have a breakdown and he wanted to help.  He reached over to the computer and pressed a few keys.  The email started coming out the printer.  “Here ya go, Rach.  I printed it out for you.”  Rachel was so thankful she wanted to kiss him but thought better of it due to her state of dress and the fact that both his parents were in the room.  She took the pages of the email and turned to go upstairs when Eric’s mom stopped her.

“Rachel, we have a strict policy in this house.  You must finish your homework down here before you retire to your room.  You can thank Eric for that one.  I’ve seen too many missed assignments from him in my day.”

Eric was back on the floor.  Rachel didn’t want to sit on the couch next to his dad, so she lay down on the floor.  Eric’s dad was having the best evening at home in a long time.  It was a typical American family scene except for the scantily clad angel laying in the middle of the room on her elbows.  Her breasts hanging down casually grazing the carpet below.  Her perfect bottom slightly parted.  Her bare legs and feet swinging in the air.  If only he could do more than just look.  He tore his eyes away from between her legs to look at up his wife.  She was reading her magazine with a knowing smile on her face.  Her plan was working to perfection.

Rachel couldn’t get past the first sentence of the email. The scene was getting to her too.  No matter how she lay, she was flashing something in this nightgown.  She settled on her tummy and tried to act like she was wearing a normal nightgown.  Then there was the fact that she was laying right next to Eric.  He had been a true friend to her that evening.  But was there something more between them?  Probably not.  She dismissed the thought.  They were more like brother and sister.  Still, she was willing to overlook a little teasing if it meant having a true friend she could rely on.

Eric was feeling tension too.  He had sort of pushed Rachel into the position she was in now.  It was his plan that had convinced his parents to let her stay.  And that had resulted in the outfit she was wearing right now as she lay next to him on the floor.  As a perpetually horny teenage boy, there were some basic physical needs he had to get out of the way before bed.  Even though he knew Rachel was just a friend who needed someone to look out for her, he wasn’t about to ignore her body.  How could he fantasize about anything else tonight after what she had shown him at the pool?  He finished his letters and stood up.

After he said goodnight to everyone, he looked down one last time at the young woman laying on the carpet in her nightgown.  Her face was beaming as she looked up at him.  She really did have the body of an angel.  As he turned to go upstairs he mouthed the word “wow” to himself.

After Eric left, Rachel was able to focus on the email.  But she kept yawning.  By now she just wanted to get through it and get to bed.  She tabled the idea of requesting an exemption.  She was too tired to compose an email tonight anyway, so she just read.

“Congratulations swimmers.

This email is to affirm your selection as a member of the Thornwood High School varsity swim team.  You should take great pride in that accomplishment.  There were many great applicants at the tryout who would love to be in your position.  But you are the few outstanding individuals whom we have chosen to represent Thornwood this year.

I look forward to working with all of you.  Our staff is dedicated to providing individual instruction as well as team building.  We expect the same level of dedication from you. 

As I mentioned in my phone conversation, tomorrow is School Pride Day at Thornwood.  All students who have made a squad or team (from sports to cheerleading to vocal and instrumental arts) will be wearing their uniform for the day.  It is a day to celebrate school spirit and the many talented students Thornwood has to offer.  Starting tomorrow, you are officially a representative of the swim team and of your school.  Your conduct and attitude should reflect quality, reputation and tradition that has been entrusted to you. 

Therefore, I expect all team members to participate in School Pride Day.  Failure to do so will result in expulsion from the team…”

Rachel stopped and read that line again.  She was having a hard time comprehending because she was so tired.  Her elbows were sending her a warning that they were uncomfortable.  She wanted to roll over on her back, but that would mean further exposing her body to Eric’s dad who was now barely pretending to watch an infomercial.  She suppressed the urge and tried read the words on the page.

“You should be proud to be a part of something so extraordinary.  I have extraordinary plans for this team.  I want all of you to be committed to joining me in the journey.

The first practice will be tomorrow after school.  We will start by touring the facilities.  We are fortunate to have one of the best high school aquatic facilities in the nation which will give us a great competitive advantage………”

…Rachel was asleep.

Eric’s mom had to walk over and shake her awake.  “Rachel, honey.  Why don’t you go on to bed.  You can finish reading that in the morning.”

Rachel sleepily stood up and thanked Eric’s mom.  Then she waved to Eric’s dad on her way past.  He gave her one last look up and down then waved goodnight.  She didn’t even notice.  By now he was ready for her to leave.  He had quite a pent up libido and couldn’t wait to let it out.  He turned to his wife who still had that knowing grin on her face.  She flashed him her bedroom eyes and they both wordlessly stood up to go to bed.

Rachel stumbled into her bedroom half asleep.  She did wake up enough to worry about the nightgown Eric’s mom had lent her.  She wanted to be extra careful with it.  So to avoid getting it wrinkled or torn, she pulled it of and carefully hung it on the hook behind her door.  Then she turned off the lights and fell into bed.  One last thought passed through her mind as she succumbed to sleep.  The nightmare where she showed up to school naked was nothing compared to the thought of doing it for real.  And with that she slept…THE END

Thanks for reading! The story continues with Thornwood – Book 2 – School Pride
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