As the car moved along the highway, thoughts swirled around in Kate's
head. She wondered how bad this test could get. How far she could go?
Had Caroline and the others done this? The more she thought about it,
the more sh
e thought they had. These tests were always embarrassing. Sitting in
front a bunch of guys in just a bra probably wouldn't bother the other
girls so much. But then the other girls didn't have breasts like Kate.
They didn'
t go through life having their chest stared at, and having guys make
rude comments.
         Far from feeling more comfortable, as time passed, it became
worse. Behind the blindfold she had this horrible image of all four
guys just staring at her, staring at her breasts,  the whole way.
        An hour or so went by, and again the guys talked amongst
themselves. When ever it got quiet, Kate got nervous.

        "Whoa," said Mike suddenly. "There's a gas station. We better get
some gas."
        Oh, God, thought Kate. That meant being in a public place. In
just her bra.
        "Can I please put my shirt back on?" she asked hopefully.
        "Naw," said Mike, "it will help loosen you up."
        She felt the car slow down and pull in over the curb.
        It stopped.
        "Ken," Mike said to the guy in the front seat , the one she
didn't know. "Fill 'er up will ya?"
        She heard Mike's door open, and then Ken's on the passenger side.
        Kate could hear people around her, and for the first time, even
though it had gotten wet and soggy from her tears, she was glad to be
blindfolded. She would have died if she had been able to see people
looking at her.
        She heard the sound of the nozzle going into the gas tank.
        Suddenly, she jumped as someone knocked on the window to her
left. She heard Jack roll it down, and as he did,  the noise of the
outside filled the car. She stiffened. She could hear people talking in
hushed voices.
        They were looking at her, talking about her, she just knew it.
She pushed her bottom back into the seat and hunched forward.
        She felt sick.
        Finally, she heard Mike and Ken get back in the car, and start it
up. She gave silent thanks as she felt the car move again. They pulled
back out into the road.
        For a moment, no one said a word.
        "Well, Kate," said Mike finally. His voice was now on the
passenger side. Ken, she realized must be driving.
        "You were quite a hit at the ol' gas station." He chuckled.
        A couple of the other guys chuckled as well.
        "Now," he continued, "we've been kinda easy on you, cause your
kinda shy. But one of the things about the test is that sometimes the
girl has to make little sacrifices for the good of the group."
        She felt her heart pound.
        "Make a right up here," Mike told Ken."There, there on the
left...there they are... pull in here."
        She felt the car pull in and slowly come to a stop. Her body
stiffened.
        "Now." Ken continued, "here's the deal, no big thing."
        She heard things being moved around again.
        "Now these couple of guy, they're some kind of traveling sales
guys, saw you in the car, and were mighty taken with you."
        "Please..." was all she could say.
        "Don't get freaked out," he continued, "we're not selling you
into white slavery..."
        The guys all laughed.
        "They're real nice guys."
        More giggling.
        "They even offered us fifty bucks towards our camping trip."
        It went quiet..
        "Isn't that nice of them, Kate?"
        She didn't respond.
        "I said, Isn't that nice of them?"
        Slowly, she nodded her head.
        "I can't hear you Kate."
        "Y..yes."
        "Yes it sure is. Now, its only fair that we do something nice for
them as well, don't you agree?"
        "W..what do you mean..."
        More giggling.
        "Well, these nice guys, would really like to watch you take your
bra off."
        "NOOOO...Oh my God....." She crossed her arms over her body.
        Laughter filled the car.
        "LISTEN KATE," said Mike sternly. "Its no big thing, and
EVERYONE'S done it."
        "No...you don't understand...I COULDN'T..."
        "Look, you can keep your pants on, even button 'em up."]
        "NOOO...please..."
        He paused.
        "You keep the blindfold on, so they won't even know who you are.
We've pulled into a very secluded little parking lot here. All you have
to do is just go over there behind that building, away from prying
eyes, well most
of Ôem anyway, and take your bra off, let 'em have a look, and off we
go."
        The car filled with nervous tension.
        "Please don't make me do this..."
        "You HAVE to do it."
        He paused.
        "Come on."
        "Please..."
        "OR," said Mike, "if it would be easier,  I can get Jack and Tom
to take it off for you."
        "NOOOO..."
        "Either way, its up to you."
        She couldn't move. She started to cry again.
        "Come on," Mike said, opening the car door.