Accept

Tracy knew what she was doing, but remained unaware of what she was getting herself into. If she was to get further onto the dean’s good side, she would have to get out of her clothes eventually. “Fine. I’ll do it.” She sealed her fate in those three words. She reluctantly reached for the clipboard and pen. She signed her name swiftly and smoothly. Tracy seamed to struggle as she undid the buttons on her white shirt. This didn’t escape the dean’s attention.

“Are you alright?” It was obvious that she didn’t quite want to do this, no matter what she told herself. They both knew that this was risky and that Tracy was their greatest adversary. “If you need, I can help?”

“No. No. I know how to take off my shirt.”

“I didn’t mean like that. If you really can’t understand what I mean...” she trailed off. Tracy wasn’t paying attention, nor was she speeding up the process. She suddenly stopped entirely with wide eyes. Her jaw dropped at what she saw. Carrie had taken off her shirt and began undoing the clasp on her bra. She may have had a line or two on her face, but being in her forties didn’t stop her from being a gem to look at. She didn’t know why, but Tracy did, for whatever reason, pick up the pace. Before she knew it, Tracy had taken off her short sleeve button up shirt, her tank top underneath, and was about to unlace her shoes.

Carrie had just about finished up, leaving on a necklace and her watch. She threw her skirt in the pile of the rest of her clothes. Tracy was left unzipping her navy blue skirt, which would have left her in a lacey bra, panties, and her socks. As she threw her skirt into her own pile and stood up straight, the dean gave her a “really?” type look. Neither of them had said a word since Carrie slipped off her shirt, yet they both knew what the other was thinking pretty much the entire time. In this case, it was clear that the idea only worked completely nude. Tracy regretfully unsnapped her bra, pulled away her panties, and threw aside her socks. The dean now smiled.

The dean grabbed a camera from somewhere in her pile and asked Tracy to go somewhere that had a wall. She didn’t want this looking out of place, in the case that anyone got into trouble and the documents were needed. This plan had to be done right they eventually walked out of the bushes and up to the school. This time, they passed a different way, in case someone saw them the first time. They came more around the east side of the school. There was a driving lane, however it was only ever used once in a blue moon. Tracy was just about set up to begin the shoot.