Of course she does

Faith-in-Buffy was surprised at the number of students who showed up for her first modeling session. Apparently word had gotten out that the hot naked chick that everyone had seen walking around campus was actually going to pose for this art class. And it seemed like every other male student who wasn't already a student in this class showed up anyway to "audit the course" as one guy put it.

Not that Faith-in-Buffy minded. She wanted people to look at her. The more students that there were in this classroom, the more sketches and paintings of B's nude body that there would be. One of the reasons Faith-in-Buffy had chosen to model for this class was because she wanted to see a more permanent reminder of B's nudist period. Memories could fade, photographs could be confiscated, but the artwork of countless students ... That would be pretty hard to destroy.

She already pictured naked paintings of B hanging in every other dorm room. Maybe there would even be some in certain sorority houses. Perhaps eventually one such painting would show up in one of the local art galleries, if not the local art museum. She even imagined one hanging in the lobby of the museum where B's mother works. Now that would be interesting.

In time, perhaps, one of those nude paintings would be shown in a museum that was in another state. Or better yet, a foreign country. Faith-in-Buffy imagined one of those paintings turning up in England, and she imagined the embarrassment Giles would feel at having to explain to the Watcher Council why he had let his star pupil pose in the nude for such a painting.

She did feel a bit sorry for the art teacher though. The way he fussed over her, one would think he had never seen a naked woman before. He was constantly trying to convince her to drape some clothlike fabric over an inconvenient part of her anatomy, only to sigh when Faith-in-Buffy "accidentally" shifted her body and made the fabric fall off of her. When he was not doing that, he was trying to convince her to pose with her hands covering her tits or with one of her hands covering her pussy. But again, the minute his back was turned, Faith-in-Buffy would change her posing position in order to show a maximum amount of forbidden flesh to the classroom. After a while, the art teacher just gave up and let Faith-in-Buffy pose as she liked, not even bothering to say a word when she spread her legs to give the students a very public view of B's private parts.

Nor did he say a word when she started winking at some of the more intent students in the front row. And not just at the guys. Here and there she caught a glimpse from a girl who made it perfectly clear that she would be open to showing Faith-in-Buffy an alternative to riding stick. And she was tempted to take some of them up on it -- and not just for B's sake.

However, after a long while, sitting in one place got to be boring and Faith-in-Buffy started counting the minutes until the first class was over. Once the class ended, it seemed like only a matter of seconds before the fire alarm started ringing.

"Oh, dear," said the art teacher. "It looks like we better evacuate the building. Please be a dear, Miss Summers, and wear this robe. After all, you have to go outside too."

"Very well," said Faith-in-Buffy, draping the offered robe over her left arm. "I'm wearing it. Now which way to the exit?"