The Teacher, and the Statue

"Okay, if you follow me, this is the newest exhibit here at the museum," Professor Olivia Everhardt said as she brought her students into the room. "Now, just looking around at these artifacts, there is a lot of inspiration here. As artists, you need to be comfortable with the uncomfortable," she added as she and her students examined the exhibit.

The room was filled with statues, paintings, and other artifacts, all depicting nudity or just being sexual in some way. Some of these things didn't even look human, having wings and horns, looking demonic in nature. There were also just statues of penises, some human-looking. And others looking demonic or unnatural.

"Professor Everhardt, what exactly are we looking for?" Evan, one of her students asked, looking uncomfortable in this room.

"That's for you to figure out, Evan. It's out listening to what speaks to you and figuring out what kind of artist you want to be. You may not find anything in here, but that's okay because it will speak to you when you least........"

"Professor?" Evan asked as she seemed distracted by something.

Olivia stared at this marble statue of a naked woman on a pedestal. She began to walk towards it, examining it closely. She was beautiful and even Evan noticed it and followed his teacher, looking over the stone carving as he got closer.

"This is magnificent," Olivia said as she examined it closely.

"Yeah, it's nice. It's called Vilintora?"

Evan began to feel uncomfortable as he looked at it. As attractive as it was, he felt strange. It was almost as if something was hiding underneath, like this beautiful woman was a smokescreen something sinister.

"Professor?" He asked, trying to get her attention.

Olivia seemed to be in a trance as she stared at the statue. She couldn't look away from it and began to forget there were other people around her. The rest of the class seemed distracted by other items and didn't notice their teacher or the statue.

The top button of Olivia's shirt suddenly popped open, followed by the next as she stared. Evan noticed and went to get her attention but suddenly felt his zipper slide down and his belt unbuckle. He quickly grabbed it, feeling embraced but not sure how or why it happened.

"Huh? Evan?" Oliva said suddenly looking over and seeing him holding his belt, his face red with embarrassment. "What are you doing?"

"I...... I didn't," he said trying to rebuild his pants, hoping nobody saw him.

Oliva suddenly noticed her shirt was open and her bra was exposed. She quickly fastened them back up, looking around and feeling embarrassed herself.

"Not a word," she said to Evan before they both turned and walked away from the statue. "Okay, class, let's move on," she said, feeling a little strange as they all headed to the next exhibit.