Yes

Avery thought for a while. Practically everyone, at this point, has seen him naked: his students, faculty members including his nemesis- prof. Suther; of course, prof. Sands, who seems always watching out if he's covering and his boss- Dean Ostendi. Even his girlfriend's mother. But this was different. Its contractual. And he has to decide now. Tenure so early, pay raise... how could he refuse... He would disappoint himself and his students, who greatly improved because of his new-found attitude. And then his young, gorgeus girlfriend , who's always supportive of his nudity and her beautiful face lits up everytime she sees him naked in all those situations. Even his neighbor seems to enjoy his new predicament. And on top of it, Ostendi knows about him dating the student.

And then he spoke out of little anger, but mostly to himself, that he had allowed himself to end in such a situation: Dean Ostendi, if I am going to be required to be always naked here, what's the point of me constantly dressing and undressing, over and over. Besides a little towel is not even a proper clothing...

And before he coud finish his sentence, Myra interrupted him: You're rigth, Avery. You're going to spend more time naked than clothed and its logical that just dressing after morning shower to undress in less than a half an hour makes no sense. I should had thought about it before, Avery. On your short trip to the campus you will practically be hidden in your car, so you may as well arrive in your work attire: naked.

Avery could not belive what he had just heard. That is not what he meant! In a futile attempt of saving his last shred of dignity he responded: But what if someone sees me naked in the car or police pulls me over?

This is possibility, but unlikely to happen, answered Dean. Besides, as far as I know, there are no laws against nudity in this town. You should not worry about it; maybe you don't know it yet, but I have to tell you, that the chief of police belongs to our little proffesional women of power group, so there's absolutely no worry.

Oh, thank you prof. Dean, this is very calming - answered Avery, trying to be sarcastic, but it didn't quite sounded like that. Maybe it was true, that the things, that were happening to him lately, changed his smug arrogance, but before he could finish his pondering, he heard: You're welcome, Avery.

The only thing Avery, could do now was to answer THE question: "What's it going to be, Professor?". Yes, prof. Dean, I would really like to help you, prof. Sands, prof. Suther and, of course, our students. Yes, I will be coming to work naked and will be remaing naked throughout. Thank you prof. Dean. I will sign the contract. With that being said, Avery put his signature on the contract that changed his life forever.