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Leila´s Picnic Weekend

... chair. At 10:30 she finally had a minute to go back to the employee lunch room to get herself a coffee.

Brad and Phil were standing by the bulletin board with that old battleaxe Mrs Renwicke. She had it in for Leila, and she made no bones about that fact, and the two guys were always making mean comments about her. The three of them were talking quietly and laughing. The person who emptied the coffee pot had not made a new one -- Leila was sure it was Renwicke -- it was just like her -- so she started to make a fresh pot. As she emptied the basket, put in a new filter and opened and dumped in the packet of coffee, about a dozen more people came into the lunch room, both guys and girls. Phil and Brad called them over to the bulletin board, and Leila heard the gasps from the women and the whistles and low laughs from the guys. She pressed the button to start the coffee brewing, and then went over to see what memo was causing all the excitement.

A path opened up for her as she approached, and then the crowd closed in around her. Oh, No! There were three 8 x 10 glossy photographs of her in all her glory. How could David do this to her? She had known he didn't love her; nobody could love her. Then she realized that these shots were not from the lake last weekend. These had been taken earlier, and not by David. The first one was black and white, showing her standing in a store with her hands on her hips, totally naked. An advertisement for Coor's Light behind her. The beer ...

... store on the second date with David; it must have had a security camera. But who had seen her there, got the picture and brought it here.

The second picture was in brilliant colour. It showed her from behind, standing at the lights on the street corner, naked, in broad daylight, a couple of teenagers waiting on the other side, pointing and whistling at her nude body. She remembered this incident as she walked back to Dr. Hillock's office the day that Maria got her revenge. Her naked rear was in full view, and as she was turned slightly to look at David, her face was visible from the side. There was no way she could deny that this was her.

The third picture was the worst. It showed her standing on a dais, totally naked, a few scraps of white cloth on the floor behind her, with somebody crouched over them. Even worse, she was not standing straight and tall, she was giving a sort of curtsey, which spread her legs and opened her cunt enough to make her red inner lips very clear in the photograph, and a trail of moisture was visible, running down her thighs.

Leila blushed scarlet, and turned to run. Being seen naked like that by strangers humiliated her beyond belief, but to have her co-workers see it, the people she worked with every day, this was not humiliation, this was so far beyond humiliation that there was no word for it. She wanted to run away, but the group had her totally hemmed in.

"Can you believe she walked around our city totally naked?" asked Brad. "Can ...