Keep walking

I slowly approached the sand volleyball court with the cackling and oohing and awing of girls in the stands starting to notice me the closer I got crossing the football field. Professor Sands greeted me about 30 yards from the entrance to the volleyball court but didn’t do the whole “Hands to your side” routine I’d been used to. “Ah professor Finn, so nice to see you again, and the weather is so great today. You know originally they said it was going to rain but….oh I’m getting ahead of myself. This is Professor Bunchen. She works in the video photography department.” Suddenly I was approached by a gray haired black woman with a lovely voice wearing a pastel colored blouse and jeans. “Hello, Professor Finn.” she said. “You can just call me Avery.” I managed to muster but now another faculty member has seen me naked except for my hands over my privates. I was mortified but working through it. “Now we have pleasantries out of the way, I was speaking with Ms. Bunchen yesterday and told her of our classes and she brought up the point that we have seen the human body stationary and posed but not moving.” The blood rushed from my face at that exact moment. What the hell am I gonna do now?