Jessie and the Dean

"Dammit, how the fuck did I get here?" Jessie tried to compose herself as she prepared for the Dean to arrive and initiate the most awkward conversation of her life "I swear I tried to run through every worst case scenario possible before I told Craig about my curse and this never even came into my mind!"

"You just have to appear as confident as you can and really try and sell your story, Jess" her Aunt Holly advised sagely "Remember, being naked at all times is something you are supposed to believe in and find natural, so you can't appear too embarrassed or it will look like something is up, like this is an **** tactic for you to get out of your classes"

"Surely nobody would find going to any class worse than what I'm about to do" Jessie reasoned "But I get what you're saying, I'll do my best to try and pull this off. I can't really afford not to"

"I'll be here for the whole thing and will back up everything you say" Holly promised "You'll be fine. Just imagine he's naked too"

"Dean Turner also being naked might literally be the one thing that could make this experience even worse" Jessie giggled a little, despite her situation "But thanks Auntie Hols. I know you're having to deal with a lot of weird shit and inappropriate nudity at your place at the moment"

"What are families for?" Holly shrugged with a wry smile.

The naked young woman then shuddered as the doorbell sounded. It was him. Jessie had barely even spoken to Dean Turner before now. As a general rule, if a student was summoned to meet him, it probably wasn't a good sign for them. For him to be coming to visit Jessie in person at her home? It seemed ominous to say the least. This was a strict, officious and conservative figure with the power to end Jessie's academic journey with the stroke of a pen. She could not have felt any more exposed or powerless than she did in this moment.

"That will be our distinguished guest" Holly announced with a hint of irony "Why don't you go and sit in the study Jessie? It looks a little more businesslike in there than out here in the lounge. I will bring the Dean through to you."

Jessie did as she was told and walked to the part of the house that was usually reserved for her Uncle Brett's out of office work. She took a seat and waited for what felt increasingly like a real life anxiety nightmare to begin. Before too long. her Aunt Holly entered the room with the Dean in tow. In contrast to Jessie's nothing, he was wearing a tailored suit and carrying a clipboard. This all felt very official, which made Jessie's nakedness seem even more stark.

The Dean smiled politely, but not warmly, at Jessie before taking a seat opposite her and pulling a pen from his pocket. He then turned to Holly.

"Mrs Petersen. Due to the sensitive nature of this situation, I am more than happy for you to remain in the room while I converse with your niece. However, I would respectfully ask you not to interject verbally while we converse. I want to ensure all the responses I receive from Jessie are entirely her own words."

Holly nodded in agreement. So much for Jessie getting any back up here. All she really had was a witness to this impending car crash.

Jessie braced herself, as it seemed the Dean was ready to begin his interrogation.

"Miss Petersen, or can I call you Jessie?"

"Jessie is fine"

"Jessie" the Dean began again in the kind of clipped, officious tone he usually employed to address unruly adolescents "I have looked into your records and spoken to some of your tutors. It seems that, up until now, you have been something of a model student. Consistently strong grades, an excellent work ethic and by all accounts a conscientious attitude to your studies. So I must say I am somewhat surprised that we find ourselves here, having this somewhat delicate conversation"

"I can understand that" Jessie nodded, wishing she could somehow make herself wake up from this.

"I understand from your Aunt when I first arrived here that you have made the decision to forego your clothing on religious grounds. I must confess, I am something of a cynic, and in a situation like this my first thought is that we are dealing with a prank or stunt, a cry for attention, or simply an **** measure to avoid attending class. However, since you are a promising student with an exemplary record, rather than press ahead with your expulsion, I am going to afford you the opportunity to explain yourself. So can you please set out to me your Road to Damascus moment, whereby it suddenly became so important for you to be naked at all times."

Jessie took a deep breath. This was worse in reality than she had imagined it being. And she had imagined it being excruciating. Her only route through this was to fully commit to her story, as humiliating as that would be.

"I started reading the teachings of Christian Naturism online and something really resonated in my soul. Believe me, I don't enjoy not wearing clothes, I still find it highly embarrassing because our society has conditioned us to feel that way. So the fact I am willing to sit in front of you like this should demonstrate the strength of my religious convictions. I know you are a Christian yourself, admittedly not one who subscribes to all of the same dogma, but would you be willing to place the rules of the college ahead of the values of your faith?"

The Dean took off his glasses and sighed a little wearily. He had the look of a man who realised he was in a difficult position here, with no easy out that wouldn't offend one group or other. His tone became a little less adversarial and more sympathetic.

"I've looked into this, Jessie" he told her "I'm going to take your word in good faith here, and allow you to study at home for the next few days while I discuss next steps with relevant staff, the student wellbeing team and our legal advisers, but I cannot allow you to study from home long term. Quiet frankly, that would open up the floodgates to other students following your lead, perhaps less legitimately. So, given the almost unique nature of your situation, your impeccable record as a student and the fact that our college is both a privately run, Christian institution and one that abhors religious discrimination, I am quietly confident that we should be able to accommodate you attending classes in accordance with your religious beliefs"

"You mean I come to class naked?" Jessie checked in disbelief, while trying not to make it too obvious she was on the verge of completely freaking out.

"Indeed. That should certainly put the strength of your religious convictions to the test, I would think" the Dean stood to indicate this meeting was over "As I say, I will need to confirm a few things first, but I would hope to have you in class by the end of the week. Of course, if you were to decide in the meantime that you were not quite so fanatical in your views and would prefer to attend fully clothed, I would be more than happy to put this whole episode behind us"

"So wait a second" Jessie called out as the Dean began to make his way out of her Aunt's home "Your saying you expect me in class this week, even if I have to come in fully naked?"

"Well, Jessie, since Eve is apparently your inspiration, perhaps you don't need to be entirely exposed in front of all of your classmates to emulate her" he turned to his student with what she felt sure was a smirk "Perhaps you could wear a strategically placed fig leaf?"