When I was 34 a young man presented at the surgery with a
nasty cut on his arm which had been dealt with by the main hospital. We
where to see him for his after-care to save him time and cost going to
the main hospital.
I was attending his wound and chatting away about how it happen when it became clear that it happen at the warehouse. I said that my mum works there in the office and he smiled. He knew mum very well and said his grandfather worked there and had gotten him the job. It was a temporary thing until he worked out what he wanted to do.
I mentioned this encounter in passing to mum and she said that the boss was very concerned about the accident the first serious accident in known history. It had happen when one of the foreign workers hadn’t read the operating instructions of the baler correctly.
I saw him every other day for nearly two weeks until the final stitches could come out and the wound needed no more treatment. By then I had told him that I use to work there and had only just recently stopped working the weekend shift.
On the last day he was to be seen he brought me a really nice box of chocolates and flowers. How thoughtful. He left and I was putting away the used dressings and equipment I’d used when suddenly he reappeared in the doorway.
"Oh, nearly forgot to say. I'm sorry I didn't recognise you at first with your clothes on" he said.
This caused me to blush, and shake and wonder. But before I could respond he was gone.
I was around mum’s and told her about the comment. Mum smiled and said, “I’ll put the kettle on”. The tea made she ushered me out of the kitchen into the front room. I was sitting in mum's front room cup of tea in hand. She came in carrying two VHS tapes and some A4 paper which had been printed on. She put the first tape into the machine and set it going. I thought how strange we never watch movies when we are together.
The video was black and white and of warehouse racking. Then two women appear and start to strip off. Then redress in to each others clothes. I was blushing bright red. Mum give me the A4 paper which was of the two of us naked. You couldn't deny it. She fast forwarded the video and when it started again it showed us returning but this time minus underclothes when we changed you could see us in all our glory.
Mum said that the little rascal had seen the video copy of his grandfathers. I was quite perturbed that mum had known about this video and not told me. Also that the foreman had a copy and had shown it to his grandson.
“Would you like to see the other video” mum asked.
There was more! “Yes” I said not sure at all.
I expected her to put the other video in but no she just set the one in to play again. There was a black portion of tape then the scene of a crowd of people my stomach sank. I knew exactly what was going to happen next.
When I was 31 just after my first shower room experience my hubby lost his job. He thought he’d be back in work quickly. Three months later he was still out of work and money was getting tight. Hubby was on a very good wage. Christmas was approaching and we needed to cover bills and give the kids a good Christmas. If I had been working in a hospital I could have done extra bank shifts but working in the community there was no chance of this. Mum came to the rescue again saying that now the warehouse was fully 24/7 and had both sheds going they where in the need of staff for weekend shifts especially Friday and Saturday nights. I contacted the manager and he said to come in that weekend.
The ware house had changed in the 18 months that I’d been away. I had to be inducted again on new systems and products we stored and shipped. We’d entered into a major contract to supply a well known supermarket. We acted as intermediate shipper.
It was my fifth weekend on duty and mum who was working that day to catch up because they just finished building a new office block came to find me with my R4. She said I’d need to get it signed by the foreman. I asked if there was still a price to pay and mum blushed. I hadn’t heard any rumours about debaggings. I went to look for him at afternoon break and he said to leave it on his desk and he’d sign it.
When I went back at the end of the day a small crowd was gathered in the entrance to the shed. They had obviously come to see me.
“Do you want this?” the foreman asked.
“Yes please” I said.
“Would you like it signing?” he asked.
Yes please” I said.
“There’s a price” the foreman said.
“There always is” I said.
“Will you pay the price?” he asked.
“I’ve paid already” I said.
“Well you need to pay every time you re-start with us. Perhaps you shouldn’t leave this time” he said. Everyone chuckled including mum who had just entered with the boss.
I was really in need of the money and having the R4 signed off meant I could work night shifts rather than day shifts. Friday night alone paid more than the 24 hours I was working over the weekend. So Friday and Saturday night paid nearly as much as my 5 day job at the practice.
“Okay, (Mum sucked up air) I’ll …..” I began to say but realised that mum’s intake of breath might be a warning.
“What is the price there days” I asked.
“The new price is to run around the shed naked?” the foreman said.
“NO way Jose” I said. I looked at mum at she nodded confirming that it wasn’t a wind up.
I protested. The foreman made it clear it was the price.
One of the girls said that in the spirit of Christmas to come they should be a little more kinder to me. She whispered something into nemesis ear.
“Oh good idea but can I refine it” she said the young woman nodding.
“We’ll let you do the run naked but with something to cover your blushes. (I tried to protest). We’ll give you three choices of item. But you have draw lots for which one you get to use”.
“What are the items?” I asked.
“Well, ****** here’s idea was a cartoon (big cardboard box), I’ll added a sheet of bubble wrap, and (another guy interjected “Pick board”) yes, a pick board”.
I like the I’d of the cartoon, and wasn’t keen at all on the pick board, but bubble wrap was two edged covered but see-through but how much.
“Okay” I said.
“That’s settled then. Strip off” Nemesis said.
“NO way” I said.
They all looked at me.
“I’m not stripping in front of everyone” I said.
“Okay. You can strip off behind the baler but you must walk out naked to pick and collect your cover item” the foreman said.
I agreed after a little bit of trying to negotiate.
So there I was stripping naked behind the baler. The video caught my naked bottom and back perfectly. I stepped out hands covering what they could. Nemesis presented me with a cup with three pieces of paper in. Mum confirmed that no cheating had gone on. I had to flash a bit of boob to pick a piece.
“Carton” That would be good cover.
The foreman picked up a carton near the baler and past it to me. It was the smallest carton that got called a carton. I stepped into it revealing everything to whistles cheers and applause. The crowd would have got to see everything except for the fact I turned sideways so they only got my boobs and bum cheeks in profile. I’m sure they will have saw my bush clear in profile. Carton held in place I took to my heels and did the circuit of the shed inside.
“Where are you going?” the foreman asked.
“To do my run” I said.
Everyone laughed.
Mum said, “Darling they do it outside”.
Silence. Pause.
“WHAT!? NO F****** WAY!” I said.
I stood my ground which looked rather silly.
The young male said, “I have an idea. If ******* agrees to do the circuit using each of the items of cover I’ll agree to letting her do it inside.”
Relief than despair. I protested but all that was doing was keeping me there naked with the small carton not really covering me to well. It would slip showing to much or I’d pull it up to far.
At last I agreed my walking off around the stacks. Others where still working as I worked around. Whistles, and cheers. I arrived back and Went for the bubble wrap.
This meant having to drop the carton giving them another good sideways flash. The bubble wrap on the tape did a good job of concealing my nakedness. But as I remembered it you could see everything. Certainly the pick board didn’t conceal very much at all and since it got in the way a bit of going fast trying to keep it in place I ended up streaking the last long side to WHITTLES and CHEERS!
The video clip on the new CCTV system was high Definition if you get what I mean not that it was high definition because that wasn’t around then. The last part showed me facing the camera getting dressed and you could see everything very clearly.
I asked mum what was on the other tape. “Oh the same thing its your copy I’ve been keeping it for you”. She said.
We had another cup of tea and chatted about the video’s. I then asked mum did she every do the streak outside. She blushed and said not yet. I wondered what that meant.
Mum's birthday (55) was shortly after this. We'd arranged to meet up after work and go out for a meal. I said I'd come by the warehouse and pick her up. When I arrived and park up the admin building seemed empty. Sure enough it was locked. I could see mums coat so knew she'd not gone. I thought about entering by the back door from the yard. I went to the side gate the lock combination was the same. I walked down the side path and into the yard. No sign of anyone.
I walked along the back of the admin block to the steps that led up to the back door. I went in and realised no one was there certainly not mum. I then had a thought and could hear noises from over in the shed. Was mum given them her treat still and why not at afternoon break as usual. I stepped out onto the steps just as mum came into view. She saw me and smiled trying to stop running as she was but also trying to decided what to do when your daughter is watching you completely naked running around the shed.
She decided to complete her treat and ran the full front of the shed right arm trying to conceal boobs, left trying to cover her rich black bush. Her naked bottom set off down the outside long edge and disappeared around the corner.
I waited for what seemed like ages until she reappeared at the other corner and dashed back into the shed. I had walked over to the shed entrance whilst waiting on her return. I followed her in to see her dressing in front of everyone.
Mum had told me that the change in initiation had come about when they had expanded and taken on foreign workers. The first three two men and a women had been wound up about it. Mum thinks the translation had gone wrong because when they told them to drop their trousers they all stripped off including the girl. Since then that had been the initiation.
I was attending his wound and chatting away about how it happen when it became clear that it happen at the warehouse. I said that my mum works there in the office and he smiled. He knew mum very well and said his grandfather worked there and had gotten him the job. It was a temporary thing until he worked out what he wanted to do.
I mentioned this encounter in passing to mum and she said that the boss was very concerned about the accident the first serious accident in known history. It had happen when one of the foreign workers hadn’t read the operating instructions of the baler correctly.
I saw him every other day for nearly two weeks until the final stitches could come out and the wound needed no more treatment. By then I had told him that I use to work there and had only just recently stopped working the weekend shift.
On the last day he was to be seen he brought me a really nice box of chocolates and flowers. How thoughtful. He left and I was putting away the used dressings and equipment I’d used when suddenly he reappeared in the doorway.
"Oh, nearly forgot to say. I'm sorry I didn't recognise you at first with your clothes on" he said.
This caused me to blush, and shake and wonder. But before I could respond he was gone.
I was around mum’s and told her about the comment. Mum smiled and said, “I’ll put the kettle on”. The tea made she ushered me out of the kitchen into the front room. I was sitting in mum's front room cup of tea in hand. She came in carrying two VHS tapes and some A4 paper which had been printed on. She put the first tape into the machine and set it going. I thought how strange we never watch movies when we are together.
The video was black and white and of warehouse racking. Then two women appear and start to strip off. Then redress in to each others clothes. I was blushing bright red. Mum give me the A4 paper which was of the two of us naked. You couldn't deny it. She fast forwarded the video and when it started again it showed us returning but this time minus underclothes when we changed you could see us in all our glory.
Mum said that the little rascal had seen the video copy of his grandfathers. I was quite perturbed that mum had known about this video and not told me. Also that the foreman had a copy and had shown it to his grandson.
“Would you like to see the other video” mum asked.
There was more! “Yes” I said not sure at all.
I expected her to put the other video in but no she just set the one in to play again. There was a black portion of tape then the scene of a crowd of people my stomach sank. I knew exactly what was going to happen next.
When I was 31 just after my first shower room experience my hubby lost his job. He thought he’d be back in work quickly. Three months later he was still out of work and money was getting tight. Hubby was on a very good wage. Christmas was approaching and we needed to cover bills and give the kids a good Christmas. If I had been working in a hospital I could have done extra bank shifts but working in the community there was no chance of this. Mum came to the rescue again saying that now the warehouse was fully 24/7 and had both sheds going they where in the need of staff for weekend shifts especially Friday and Saturday nights. I contacted the manager and he said to come in that weekend.
The ware house had changed in the 18 months that I’d been away. I had to be inducted again on new systems and products we stored and shipped. We’d entered into a major contract to supply a well known supermarket. We acted as intermediate shipper.
It was my fifth weekend on duty and mum who was working that day to catch up because they just finished building a new office block came to find me with my R4. She said I’d need to get it signed by the foreman. I asked if there was still a price to pay and mum blushed. I hadn’t heard any rumours about debaggings. I went to look for him at afternoon break and he said to leave it on his desk and he’d sign it.
When I went back at the end of the day a small crowd was gathered in the entrance to the shed. They had obviously come to see me.
“Do you want this?” the foreman asked.
“Yes please” I said.
“Would you like it signing?” he asked.
Yes please” I said.
“There’s a price” the foreman said.
“There always is” I said.
“Will you pay the price?” he asked.
“I’ve paid already” I said.
“Well you need to pay every time you re-start with us. Perhaps you shouldn’t leave this time” he said. Everyone chuckled including mum who had just entered with the boss.
I was really in need of the money and having the R4 signed off meant I could work night shifts rather than day shifts. Friday night alone paid more than the 24 hours I was working over the weekend. So Friday and Saturday night paid nearly as much as my 5 day job at the practice.
“Okay, (Mum sucked up air) I’ll …..” I began to say but realised that mum’s intake of breath might be a warning.
“What is the price there days” I asked.
“The new price is to run around the shed naked?” the foreman said.
“NO way Jose” I said. I looked at mum at she nodded confirming that it wasn’t a wind up.
I protested. The foreman made it clear it was the price.
One of the girls said that in the spirit of Christmas to come they should be a little more kinder to me. She whispered something into nemesis ear.
“Oh good idea but can I refine it” she said the young woman nodding.
“We’ll let you do the run naked but with something to cover your blushes. (I tried to protest). We’ll give you three choices of item. But you have draw lots for which one you get to use”.
“What are the items?” I asked.
“Well, ****** here’s idea was a cartoon (big cardboard box), I’ll added a sheet of bubble wrap, and (another guy interjected “Pick board”) yes, a pick board”.
I like the I’d of the cartoon, and wasn’t keen at all on the pick board, but bubble wrap was two edged covered but see-through but how much.
“Okay” I said.
“That’s settled then. Strip off” Nemesis said.
“NO way” I said.
They all looked at me.
“I’m not stripping in front of everyone” I said.
“Okay. You can strip off behind the baler but you must walk out naked to pick and collect your cover item” the foreman said.
I agreed after a little bit of trying to negotiate.
So there I was stripping naked behind the baler. The video caught my naked bottom and back perfectly. I stepped out hands covering what they could. Nemesis presented me with a cup with three pieces of paper in. Mum confirmed that no cheating had gone on. I had to flash a bit of boob to pick a piece.
“Carton” That would be good cover.
The foreman picked up a carton near the baler and past it to me. It was the smallest carton that got called a carton. I stepped into it revealing everything to whistles cheers and applause. The crowd would have got to see everything except for the fact I turned sideways so they only got my boobs and bum cheeks in profile. I’m sure they will have saw my bush clear in profile. Carton held in place I took to my heels and did the circuit of the shed inside.
“Where are you going?” the foreman asked.
“To do my run” I said.
Everyone laughed.
Mum said, “Darling they do it outside”.
Silence. Pause.
“WHAT!? NO F****** WAY!” I said.
I stood my ground which looked rather silly.
The young male said, “I have an idea. If ******* agrees to do the circuit using each of the items of cover I’ll agree to letting her do it inside.”
Relief than despair. I protested but all that was doing was keeping me there naked with the small carton not really covering me to well. It would slip showing to much or I’d pull it up to far.
At last I agreed my walking off around the stacks. Others where still working as I worked around. Whistles, and cheers. I arrived back and Went for the bubble wrap.
This meant having to drop the carton giving them another good sideways flash. The bubble wrap on the tape did a good job of concealing my nakedness. But as I remembered it you could see everything. Certainly the pick board didn’t conceal very much at all and since it got in the way a bit of going fast trying to keep it in place I ended up streaking the last long side to WHITTLES and CHEERS!
The video clip on the new CCTV system was high Definition if you get what I mean not that it was high definition because that wasn’t around then. The last part showed me facing the camera getting dressed and you could see everything very clearly.
I asked mum what was on the other tape. “Oh the same thing its your copy I’ve been keeping it for you”. She said.
We had another cup of tea and chatted about the video’s. I then asked mum did she every do the streak outside. She blushed and said not yet. I wondered what that meant.
Mum's birthday (55) was shortly after this. We'd arranged to meet up after work and go out for a meal. I said I'd come by the warehouse and pick her up. When I arrived and park up the admin building seemed empty. Sure enough it was locked. I could see mums coat so knew she'd not gone. I thought about entering by the back door from the yard. I went to the side gate the lock combination was the same. I walked down the side path and into the yard. No sign of anyone.
I walked along the back of the admin block to the steps that led up to the back door. I went in and realised no one was there certainly not mum. I then had a thought and could hear noises from over in the shed. Was mum given them her treat still and why not at afternoon break as usual. I stepped out onto the steps just as mum came into view. She saw me and smiled trying to stop running as she was but also trying to decided what to do when your daughter is watching you completely naked running around the shed.
She decided to complete her treat and ran the full front of the shed right arm trying to conceal boobs, left trying to cover her rich black bush. Her naked bottom set off down the outside long edge and disappeared around the corner.
I waited for what seemed like ages until she reappeared at the other corner and dashed back into the shed. I had walked over to the shed entrance whilst waiting on her return. I followed her in to see her dressing in front of everyone.
Mum had told me that the change in initiation had come about when they had expanded and taken on foreign workers. The first three two men and a women had been wound up about it. Mum thinks the translation had gone wrong because when they told them to drop their trousers they all stripped off including the girl. Since then that had been the initiation.
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