Shaving cream.

"It is difficult for my students to observe all the 'contours' of the human body with all that body hair blocking the view." Suther was standing in front of me with a can of shaving cream in one hand and a razor in the other.

"Oh, hell no!" I broke my pose to cover my chest and genitals, damn the consequences. "You will not be shaving anything off me Suther! You wannabe professor who thinks she earned a degree by chugging a bong upside down at a sorority hazing!"

Suther looked pissed. She did not appreciate my insult. "Hey Finn," She leaned in close so only I could hear her voice. She smelled of strawberry lip gloss as strands of her hair tickled the side of my neck. "I have a waiver on me that says I can do whatever I want with you." I gave her a confused look. Still holding the razor, Suther pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from her back pocket and a pen from her cleavage. How untidy. "You are going to sign this form that says not only can I shave off your body hair but you will be modeling for my biology class tomorrow as well."

I fumed. "What the...what kind of contract says...? Why on Earth would I even consider that!?"

Suther leaned in again. "Remember those pictures I took of you when we bumped into each other in the hallway a few days ago?" Ah yes, I remember. That was my first day of modeling. "Well I still have them. Sign this agreement and I will delete all of them, if not, well they might just find their way on the internet for the whole world to see. And you wouldn't want that right?"

Frigid witch! She was blackmailing me! But what choice did I have? As embarrassing as my days have been as of late, it still doesn't compare to having the billions of people on the internet see me naked.

Bridget, still standing behind me, patted me on the back. "Are you okay?" She looked up to my face with real concern. I wasn't certain whether or not she heard what Suther said but I saw no point in worrying her over this.

"Bridget, come in front of me. I need to borrow your back so I can sign something." I let out a sigh of defeat. Suther smiled cruelly as Bridget circled in front of me and bent forward as the evil professor placed the disheveled paper on her back.

Suther switched out her razor for a pen as she pointed to a spot on the form. "Just sign here."

"Hold on a second..." I wasn't going to make the mistake of signing a form without reading it again. Too bad Professor Sands reminded us we were on the clock.

"Hands to your sides Professor Finn!" Sands was looking uncharacteristically grouchy and impatient.

"But professor, I..."

"Whatever it is you have to do, do it this instant! This entire intervention is costing students from both classes precious time. So wrap this up now!"

Once again, I was **** to sign a document before I had a chance to go over it. Suther cackled.

Stuffing the paper back into her pocket with my signature on it, she wasted no time spraying my chest with the shaving cream.

Please tell me someone was going to stop her...