Veronica talks with the committee about her nudity

The lesson took over two hours. Veronica spends the whole time on stage, either playing or just standing by. She noticed her classmates had issues with nervousness and tried to be a calming presence for them.

As the lesson ended and the other students left, Veronica lingered behind. The committee members had requested to speak with her, and she was curious about what they wanted to discuss. She walked up to the table where they were seated, her head held high. The naked teenager walked to the group of people in formal suits, the contrast between them couldn't be bigger.

"Good job out there, Miss," one of the committee members said, giving her a nod of approval. "You have a lot of talent."

Veronica thanked them and waited for them to continue. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as they looked at her with such intense gazes.

"We've been discussing your performance," another committee member said. "And and there is one thing on our minds."

Veronica felt a shiver run down her spine. The committee members exchanged glances before nodding in approval.

"You seem very comfortable naked," an older gentleman remarked.

"I guess I've never been a shy girl," she said with a smile. "Besides, it's just a body. My boyfriend seems to think it's perfect so why should I be embarrassed about it?"

"Your boyfriend is a lucky guy," the older man continues and gets met with a barrage of stares from the others. "What? I am old enough to say that out loud. Veronica here is a very attractive young lady. But that's not important right now. We think it's exactly this casualness that helps your performance. You see, people look at you and see a naked girl first and a flutist second. And then you stun them with your performance. That's why we have a proposition for you. We want you to test you by pushing your limits. Can you come next week to our university?"

"Yes, I'd love to," Veronica says, her voice shaking slightly. "But there are a few things I need to know first. Will I be naked? And can I bring my boyfriend with me?"

The old man nods. "To the second question, yes. If he's from this school we will make sure he can go with you. To the first point - arrive casually dressed. We will have something prepared for you. But we need your measurements first, if you don't mind. "

Veronica nods. She puts her arms on her head, making it easier to take her measurements. A young guy from the committee stood up. He doesn't seem to be much older than Veronica. He jots down the numbers quickly and efficiently, his eyes never leaving her body. Veronica feels a blush creep up her cheeks as she realizes how exposed she is, but she keeps still.

The young man clears his throat and takes a deep breath before he he asks her to sit to measure her feet. Veronica can't help but feel a little self-conscious, knowing that he is looking at her bare feet, but she tries to push those thoughts aside and focus on the task at hand. She sits down and raises her leg to make it easier for him.

As she does, her pussy lips spread, and her clit gets exposed. Veronica turns red, realizing that she is fully on display in front of him. She wants to lower her leg but must wait for him to finish hear measurements. The young man's gaze lingers on her exposed pussy for a moment before he quickly jots down the last number and steps back. Veronica feels a shiver run down her spine as she realizes that she has just exposed herself to him in such an intimate way.

"Thank you, Miss," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. He avoids eye contact with her as he hands the measurements sheet to the older man who is seated at the front of the room.

"We appreciate your cooperation," the older man says with a nod. "We will send you the details about your visit to our university. Good luck with your practice. And I must say, you look very cute when you are blushing."

With that, the committee members gather their things and file out of the room, leaving Veronica alone.