The mystery of the contract

I had just come without a stitch of clothing to my female boss. I was sitting naked from head to toe in here office and have just signed a contract without even reading it. Never have I ever thought that some day all these would happen, but here I am. Giving myself and my nude body for art, with a contract. I definitely have to read it later. But now its not a time- I need to leave my boss's office asap to end this nightmare.

"Anything else, dean?"

"I think, that would be all, Avery. Thank you again for your commitment to our art department."

"My pleasure (What the hell have I just said?); I better get going, then."

I got up and was about to leave, when the dean stopped me. I was now standing straight, my hands at my side, naked in front of the dean, her formal attire accentuating contrast between us. I was fully aware of my nudity.

"One more thing Avery: just remember that prof. Sands is your new boss now and she is very proud of her art department, so I hope you will be as dedicated as you are dedicated to teaching math. She might be demanding sometimes, but it's all for the sake of art. Whatever tasks she throws at you, I hope you will be able to do. I have no doubt you will, but I must inform you that she has my full support. I want all our university departments to be as good as your math department, so I hope you will be as dedicated, as dedicated you are to math teaching."

"Yes, of course prof. I will do my best."

She subtly smiled.

And off I went.