Naomi blurts out an answer?

Naomi's loins warmed up inside her, and before she could stop herself she started confirming the narrative.

"I've always wanted to be a nudist," Naomi started, almost touching herself with the hand covering her crotch, "but I could never muster up the courage until this morning. My parents dragged me out of the shower and made me fly naked. Then when I got to my dorm my roommate gave all my clothes away."

At those point Naomi was positively rubbing her clit recounting the story of her undressing.

"Why... why did they do that? Did you ask them to?" the lady asked her as she heated up and didn't answer her.

"Well..." the woman grabbed Naomi by the hand covering her crotch and led her to the picture area, "let's get your picture taken."

Before Naomi could protest, the camera flashed at her and she was escorted away back to the computer area, where she was shown her ID picture. Her face was flushed from all that had happened to her, but that wasn't the main thing wrong with the image. Naomi's bare shoulders and decolletage were prominently displayed, and it was quite obvious that she was wearing, at most, a tube top or low-hanging strapless dress.

"You know," the lady turned to Naomi, "obviously people get their kicks in college, but this is the only time in all my years that someone got their ID picture naked!"

Naomi blushed even harder at that implication. This would be the image that defined her for the next four years, and the only one without any clothes out of everyone in the whole college! Of course, this only led to her hand to find itself back on her nether regions, and it took all the control she could afford to refrain from all-out jerking off in front of everyone present in the room.

"Miss Rosen," the woman tried to interrupt Naomi yet again, "I take it you want to register as a nudist?"