Angela was wearing a dress and quickly lifted it over her head, while Jack pulled his t-shirt off. They both dropped to take off their shoes and socks next. As Jack started on his trousers, Angela fumbled slowly with her bra not wanting to bare her breasts any sooner than she had to. She felt conscious of everyone watching her, even though most of the girls were watching Jack.
With a deep breath she dropped her bra aside just as Jack started dragging his jeans off his feet.
"Angela wins one point" said Victoria.
"What?" asked Jack looking up and kicking his trousers aside "What point?"
"She completed the task first" said Victoria.
"I didn't know it was a race" said Jack "You didn't say it was a race, otherwise I'd have won."
Angela was delighted she hadn't delayed taking her bra off any longer.
"Jack, if you're going to be in that gang, you will be given orders and obeying orders quickly is important. This was a test of how quickly you both obeyed orders and Angela won. Now stand up straight both of you, with your hands at your sides. You must understand that all of the tasks you will be given will be testing some quality we think is important in a gang member."
Jack sprang to attention and puffed his chest out. He stood slightly nervously now, wearing just a red chequered pair of boxer shorts. He was only too aware of how close to nakedness he was and he had no doubt that nakedness was a place he was going to be visiting pretty soon. To relax himself he looked over at his soon to be defeated opponent and he grinned at her breasts. They weren't as big as Victoria's or Emily's but they were real enough and developed enough for Jack. He felt a bit of a stirring in his pants and so he snapped his eyes away, to the front, and concentrated on frog dissection, which although he had never done it, had always appealed to him as fun activity.
Angela stood up with less military precision, but even greater apprehension about the nakedness than Jack. Her red and blue stripy knickers with the little red bow on the front seemed to be really small and felt like they hardly covered any of her body at all. Again, she felt like every eye in the room was glued to her breasts and she blushed.
"If you will all follow me" said Victoria, standing up and heading out of the room. Jack and Angela hurried up behind Victoria and tried to barge each other out of the way to get through the door first.
"Members of the gang should always be polite and show proper manners" said Victoria.
They calmed themselves and went through one at a time, Jack standing aside for Angela. She poked her tongue out at him behind Victoria's back. Victoria headed out of the den into the sunshine. The rest of the gang followed, with Alison carrying the laptop. As Victoria strode off towards the stream Alison sat in a shady spot and monitored the cameras carefully.
"Come and stand over here" said Victoria pointing to a spot in front of her a couple of dozen yards from the den. The other members of the gang sat themselves down on the grass and watched with interest. Paul managed to flash Angela a quick smile, without Victoria seeming to notice, and it gave her heart.
"You will now be given your second task" said Victoria "I want you to listen very carefully to my instructions and I do not want you to start until I say to do so. Are you listening carefully?"
"Yes" said Angela, growing fearful about being outside where anyone might come along and see them at any minute.
"Yep" said Jack nodding, and wondering what they were going to have to do now, and why it had to be done outside in the open.
"Your task is to strip your opponent's underwear off, while preventing them from doing the same to you. The first person to strip their opponent's underwear off wins."
Jack grinned broadly and eyed Angela up and down. He was a boy and, although there wasn't a great difference in height, he knew he'd be able to take her down and wrestle her knickers off with ease, and added to that it was going to be fun doing it. It was practically won already. He started to get hard in anticipation and tried to turn his thoughts to frogs again.
Angela looked at Jack and didn't fancy her chances. She wasn't really used to fighting and Jack was a boy. She figured and she'd probably lost already and might as well...; She grinned suddenly - no...; surely not? But, could she?
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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Changes last made on: Wednesday, June 27, 2018