The university gets wind of her... activities

"Hey mom," Naomi asked her mother, "could we switch seats? I'd be more comfortable with a window seat."

"Sorry, dear," her mother tried to comfort her, "someone else has the window, and I don't think the middle seat will do you much good."

So, with a sigh, Naomi just sat down in the aisle seat, still in view of many of the people who had just been treated to her nude body. She was surprised at how many pictures were being taken of her, even when the plane was taxiing and everyone's phones were supposed to be turned off.

Sighing, and wanting this to be over with, Naomi just leaned back in her chair, the fabric grazing her bare back, as she drifted off to whatever slumber she could muster as the plane took off and her back was pressed into the only cloth it was in contact with. She, of course, couldn't get much sleep under these conditions, and when the pilot's announcement that they were at cruising altitude and that everyone could turn their phones on came on, she quickly shot back to wakefulness and messed around with her phone, deciding to check her new college emails while she was waiting for the flight to be over.

To her absolute horror, there was a new email in her inbox, its subject line staring her straight in the face.

"Possible Reports of Your Nudity on Airplane"

Great! Had word really gone around that fast? Groaning, and with nothing better to do, Naomi opened the email, the buffering on the plane's WiFi killing her even further.