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Chapter 12 by Speci@lty Speci@lty

What do I have to wear for the art class?

A healthy layer of oil.

When Bridget pulled out a bottle from the trunk I became confused. As she popped off the cap of that bottle the scent of lavender filled the air for a moment.

"Okay Professor Avery, now drop your drawers."

I blinked. "What?"

"Delia's assignment is to have her students emphasize the beauties of the human body in sketches. This oil is used to make your masculine features more...pronounced, which is why the teacher required it for this class' models. Scarlet's older sister is a professional photographer and she uses this stuff on her models all the time. In fact she..."

"Stop right there! You are basically asking me to get completely naked! I was under the impression I was putting on a costume, not posing nude! Do you honestly expect me to just strip down!?"

"You already told the dean you would do this right? You signed a form and everything. So does it even matter what you will be wearing? Or are you telling me you are backing down?"

I couldn't argue with her. As absurd as the entire situation sounded, I still made a promise that I would go through with this when I signed the agreement form. I do not go back on my word...no matter how embarrassing this is going to be.

I turned my back towards Bridget. "No," I hooked my thumbs in the elastic of my flannel boxers "I wont back out." I closed my eyes to brace myself "I gave my word I would do this, and my word is my law." So many times I wish it wasn't. With one little tug, the last shred of my pride fell down to my ankles. I stepped out of my underwear and kicked them over to Bridget right before I opened my eyes.

I instantly realized just how futile it was for me to turn around. How could I forget that the room had mirrors on every wall? I had a perfect view of Bridget eyeing my junk as she scooped up my boxers and she most definitely had the optimum view of me standing uncovered in the buff. I quickly crossed my legs and cupped myself with my hands turning bright red in the face. She saw me naked! She's seeing me naked! And she is going to continue seeing me naked for the duration of this art class!

"Most impressive physique Professor," Bridget grinned provocatively. "I bet you will look even better covered in oil. Do you want to apply it to yourself or would you prefer I help you?"

Do I put on the oil all by myself or is Bridget going to apply it?

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