Tracy accepts

Tracy was seated in her new seat, watching as her professor walked into the room, butt naked and smiling. Had she caught on? Why would she still be naked if she did? Is this ****? Tracy tried to keep a cool face. If she hasn’t caught on, we should try to keep it that way. Tracy drew the pen from her short pocket and pulled her notebook from her bag. Courtney started writing on the blackboard, having taken note from Tracy.

“Alright, please write this all down as I take your attendance. When you are done, sit quietly until I hand you your assignment.” Courtney, somehow still unaware, stuck her butt out slightly as she continued writing. Tracy saw that the same girl who was about to point out her nakedness yesterday was starting to raise her hand and quickly pulled it down. She put a finger to her lips and watched the girl nod slowly.

As Tracy pondered how much her professor knew, she blindly wrote down every word, exactly as on the board, in her notebook by habit. It seemed that Orlov was still oblivious as of yet. However looks can be deceiving, after all Tracy tricked her quite well. After a little bit, they were handed their assignment and began focusing. There was chatter here and there, a perfect time to talk to the teacher. Tracy was more or less done with her work, so she got up and turned around. Her nude friend was right behind her.

“Oh. Tracy, are you close to done with your worksheet?”

“Yeah. I actually wanted to talk to you.”

“Me too. Hold on, let’s go outside, not make too much a fuss.” Tracy followed her, somewhat nervous. “You mind if I go first?” Tracy shook her head. She was surprised to see Courtney acting enthusiastic. “Now, I spoke to the dean. I noticed you’re the top of your class for most of your classes. It hasn’t been fully decided but if you’re looking for some money and not a hard job, I had the dean pull up some papers. Just go to her office and ask for them. What do you say?”

“Uh- well yeah! Of course.” Tracy was pretty sure Courtney was safe. Courtney leaned in and gave her a gentle hug.

“Oh, before I forget,” she started towards her classroom,“there is a slight chance you may be offered a deal like I was. It’s not bad, in fact I rather enjoy it.” Tracy hadn’t a clue what she meant but was likely going to accept it. The bell rang and Tracy told her teacher she would be busy for a little bit in advance. She would then walk to the dean.