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 �>�Blanke Schande College - The New Professor.

   Part 1

   Opening the envelope, Maddie already sensed it was another rejection
letter.  This time from State U., one of the schools she had been sure she
would receive an interview.  But the letter read, as had the other 29, that
there were no openings for an English professor at this time.

   Four years of college and now five years of graduate school have yielded
exactly zero interviews for her, Maddie thought as she placed the letter in
a drawer with the rest.  She had no idea why she kept them all but she did.

   "Why are you looking so down, Maddie," Professor John Harkin said to
her. Professor Harkin had been her faculty mentor since she entered the
English Ph.D., program right out of college.  For the past two years, she
had been one of two graduate assistants working with the noted scholar and
she felt like he was a father to her.

   "Just another rejection Dr.  Harkin," she said, her voice unable to mask
her disappointment.  "That brings the grand total to 30."

   The professor sighed and walked towards her, placing his hand on her
shoulder.  "Madeline, you are a wonderful young woman, these schools are
missing the boat.  Something will turn up."

   Maddie looked up at the reassuring face and smiled, thanking him for his
support.

   The two worked quietly for a while before being joined by Nicole.  While
Nicole was also Dr.

   Harkin's grad assistant, she was also responsible for the professor's
schedule, etc.

   "Dr.  Harkin, don't forget you are meeting with Jim McFlone from Blanke
Schande at noon today," she said bubbly.

   "Ah yes, good old Jim," he said.  "Wait, Maddie, I can mention to Jim
about your dilemma to see if he has any openings.  Perhaps he can help."

   "Oh Dr.  Harkin, that would be wonderful," she said, trying not to get
her hopes up.

   The woman went back to work grading paper, even staying at her desk as
Professor Harkin left for his noon meeting.  She was so wrapped up in
grading papers that she had forgotten all about Professor Harkin's offer to
help her land an interview.  She just desperately wanted to get these exams
finished so she could go home and wallow with a bad movie and chocolate
chip cookies.  She was startled by the professor's booming voice.

   "Well Maddie, you've got it," he said as he entered the office.

   "Got what, Professor?"

   "An interview, three hours from now, here in the conference room across
the hall," he said with a huge smile.

   "You're kidding," she said, her face full of surprise.

   "Not at all, Jimmy was impressed by your resume," he said.  "I am sure
you will impress him tremendously later today."



   By this time, Nicole had entered the room.  "Oh my God, what should I
wear," Maddie asked the other woman.  "I have to go home and change."

   "I don't think what you are wearing is going to matter much if I know
Blanke Schande," Professor Harkin said with a smirk, though the look wasn't
caught by the two young women.

   "Thank you so much Professor," Maddie said, leaning over to give the man
a hug.  "Do you mind if I run home and change?"

   "Not at all, but I wouldn't worry about it," he said.  But, despite his
words, the girl grabbed her bag and ran off, accepting luck from Nicole
along the way.

   The girl rushed to her car, not believing her change of fortune.  Just a
few hours ago she was bemoaning her bad luck and now she was heading to a
job interview that may change her life forever.

   During the drive home, Maddie thought about her outfit.  She was
planning on her grey suit skirt and white blouse.  The weather seemed just
too warm for a jacket and hose.  She also knew the right pair of strappy
grey heels would complete the outfit perfectly.

   She rushed into the house and threw the shower on.  While she waited for
the water to warm, she ran to the computer to print out her resume.  She
wondered if she should take a second to look at the Blanke Schande web site
but there was no time.  She closed her eyes in disgust when she saw the
envelope showing her past-due rent notice.  She had to pay in full by the
end of the month or be evicted.  Of course her salary as a grad assistant
didn't last very long.  She desperately needed this job and prayed that
Blanke Schande would hire her.

   Maddie pulled her shirt over her head and undid her bra, dropping both
in a pile on the bathroom floor.  Her socks, jeans and panties soon
followed and she eased herself into the now warm shower.

   Unlike this morning, Maddie took the time to lather up her legs and
shave them.  A typical girl, she would be mortified to wear a skirt and not
be smooth skinned.  While she did it, she also shaved the shadow forming on
her pubic mound and then her armpits, rendering herself completely hairless
from the neck down.  She finished the shower, grabbed the lotion to sooth
her legs and pubes and then got dressed.

   First, Maddie pulled on a pair of tan French cut bikini panties, lacy.
In fact, the garment was so smooth it was mostly see thru.  She then pulled
on a matching bra before sliding on a white silk blouse (bought by her
mother when she got her degree).  Before pulling her skirt on, Maddie
looked at her legs, trying to decide whether to wear stockings or not.  She
decided to go without on the warm day and just pulled the skirt up her
legs, securing it at her waist.  The skirt came about to her knee, maybe an
inch or two above.

   Standing in front of a full-length mirror, Maddie turned in every
direction, trying to ensure her look.  Was her blouse too thin for the bra
she was wearing, she wondered?  It was the sheerest bra she owned but it
didn't do a great job of hiding her nipples all the time.  She would be
mortified if her nipples were to show during a job interview.

   Deciding that her outfit was perfect, she looked at the clock.  Noticing
that she only had 40 minutes to make the 20 minute drive back to school,
she rushed into the bathroom to finish her makeup and hair.  Making a last
second stop to grab her resume, she rushed out of her apartment and made a
mad scramble to the university.

   When she arrived, Maddie placed her bag at her desk and took a second to
gain her composure.  Standing up straight, in a dignified fashion, she
walked across the hall and into the conference room.  There she saw
Professor Harkin with another man.

   "Maddie, this is Jim McFlone from Blank Schande College," Professor
Harkin said.  "He is also an old friend of mine from college.  Jim, this is
Maddie O'Brien, one of the best students I have had in 30 years of
teaching."

   The two shook hands and Professor Harkin began to leave.

   "Please Tom, stay," McFlone said.  "I would love to have you here as we
talk.  Perhaps you can help the process along.  Maddie, is that alright
with you?"

   The girl nodded, actually grateful to have the support of a friendly
face like Professor Harkin.

   "Well, before we start the interview, it is important for me to have you
in the same state that you will teach," McFlone said.  "So, if you can
disrobe now we can get started."

   The blood drained from the young woman's face.  Maddie was stunned.

   "Um, excuse me?"

   "I'm sorry Maddie, is there a problem?"

   "Uh, yes, did you just ask me to take my clothes off for the interview?"

   "Yes I did, to make sure that nudity is not a problem for you.  You do
know about Blanke Schande College, don't you?"

   Maddie shook her head.  What could this dirty old man be talking about?

   "Jim, I didn't say anything to her and I can see that she didn't have
time to do any research on the college," Professor Harkin said.  "It is
totally my fault but I didn't realize you would be asking her to disrobe
here for the interview."

   "We have to conduct the interview in the nude, Tom, how else can we know
if the applicant is serious in complying with our rules?"

   Maddie moved her head back and forth between the two men seated in front
of her.  She was stunned at the conversation they were having.

   "What is going on here," she asked, her voice shaking in revulsion and
disappointment.  Apparently her dream job was not going to materialize. 
She wondered where she would live in two weeks.

   "Maddie, I am sorry about the confusion," McFlone said.  "Here is a
brochure from Blanke Schande College.  Perhaps it might answer your
questions."

   Maddie took the glossy brochure and was stunned to see two nude co-eds
in a library, surrounded by four fully dressed men.  Opening the brochure
she saw this type of scene repeated in photo after photo.  In each, the
women wore nothing and the men were dressed.  Even the photos in the
classrooms featured nude female professors teaching the students.

   "This can't be," she said after looking through.

   "Yes Maddie, it is true," McFlone said softly.  "The women at Blanke
Schande do not wear clothing at any time, even the teachers and staff."

   The man then launched into the rationale behind it, stating that the
school's numbers had skyrocketed since the decision was made several years
ago.  He talked about how much the girls enjoyed it there and that many
female faculty members preferred it to other schools.

   "However, we have been in situations before where women interviewed for
the job, believing they could handle the nudity but then backed out,"
McFlone continued.  "That's when it was decided to conduct the interview in
the nude for all female applicants, both students and teachers.  This way,
they have shown they are willing to get naked in front of people."

   "But, I can't," she stammered.  "I mean, I won't do that.  It's not
right."

   "Well Maddie, that is certainly up to you," McFlone said, rising to his
feet.  "Our school is not for everyone and we do not force our rules onto
anyone.  Everyone who chooses Blanke Schande does it with the knowledge of
our rules.  They choose a different path.  Professor Harkin made you sound
like the perfect candidate for Blanke Schande's faculty.  I'm just sorry to
lose you to something trivial like clothing."

   Maddie's mind was whirling.  It sounded like McFlone liked her and was
thinking about giving her a job, a job she desperately needed since she was
about to be thrown out of her apartment.  But was clothing trivial?

   "Please Mr.  McFlone, I need this job," she said.  "Is there any other
way?"

   "No Maddie, I am afraid there is not," he said softly.  "Our rules are
different but we stand by them.  They work for us but we cannot allow some
to follow them and others to not follow them."

   The two men shook hands and McFlone turned to shake Maddie's hand.  "I
am sorry that I have upset you Maddie; that was not my intention.  I wish
it had worked out better for both of us.  Best of luck in your job search."

   He reached his hand out to take hers but she stopped.  "Wait, please
don't leave," she said, trying to summon up her courage.  "I would like to
have this interview if it's not too late."

   The man's demeanor changed to one of interest.  "Are you sure this is
what you want?"

   No, she thought.  Instead, she smiled and said, "Yes, I am sure."

   "Great, so if you can get yourself ready we can then begin."

   Maddie's legs were shaking as she stood.  She could not believe that she
was about to strip naked in the conference room, in front of her mentor and
his friend.  But she knew that the opportunity to become a professor at a
college was too good to pass up so she was accepting whatever came her way.

   She lifted each foot and removed her heels, placing them together next
to her chair.  Unsure what to remove next, she decided on her skirt.  Her
fingers were shaking with nerves as she undid the latch and lowered the
zipper so that the garment could drop down her legs.  Bending over she
picked up the skirt and folded it on the table next to her.

   With trembling hands she undid her blouse button by button, revealing
her bra.  Shortly her blouse was folded on top of her skirt and she stood
in just her bra and panties.

   Maddie never looked to see the reaction her near-nudity was having on
the men in the room.  Both stared appreciatively at her full, perky breasts
with their nipples nearly poking through the thin material covering them.
Her belly was flat and toned before meeting her nearly transparent panties
that covered hardly any of her legs.

   Reaching behind her, Maddie undid the clasp of her bra and pulled the
straps down her arms and off.  She was embarrassed to hear a soft whistle
emerge from Professor Harkin as her round, smooth breasts came into full
view and pointed straight out at the two men.

   Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, Maddie pulled the
garment down her long legs and off, completing her task.  She laid the
panties on top of the pile of clothing on the conference table and stood,
unbelievably naked in the university conference room.

   Uncomfortably, Maddie sat down, feeling strange as the soft fabric made
contact with her bare bottom, back and legs.  She crossed her legs as she
normally would and crossed her arms over her breasts, trying to minimize
her exposure.

   "Please uncross your legs and arms, Maddie," McFlone said.  "Females are
not allowed to cover any part of themselves at Blanke Schande."

   Her face now blazing with humiliation, the naked girl uncrossed her legs
and arms, allowing the two men to drink in her full nudity, from the top of
her head down her smooth white shoulders, onto her full and gorgeous
breasts, flat stomach, hairless pubic mound, puffy labia, smooth white legs
and dainty feet with pink nail polish.

   "Excellent, let's get started," McFlone said.

   Shockingly, the man then began asking her questions about English and
literature and teaching.  At first Maddie stammered, unable to fully forget
her blatant nudity, but soon she was in the flow of the interview,
answering questions as if she were still in her pretty blouse and skirt. 
The men were fascinated by her beauty and her brains.  McFlone was sure
that she would be perfect for Blanke Schande College.

   "Maddie, I am very pleased with what I have heard," he said.  The girl
visibly breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that her time of nudity was over.
"However, I have one more piece of the interview that I would like to do."

   "Ok, whatever you need," Maddie said, trying to continue to ignore her
nudity and the eyes of her male counterparts.

   "Great, I have four students here with me for the conference and I would
love for them to meet with you and get their opinions," he said.

   Maddie's eyes shot open in horror.  Was he really about to invite four
undergrads into the room to see her in her total nudity.  It took every bit
of strength she had to keep her arms at her sides and her feet planted on
the floor as McFlone stood and went to the door.



   Part 2

   Maddie sat there, not believing the scene as McFlone stepped aside to
let the Blank Schande students enter.  She was mortified that the first two
students in were men, both incredibly handsome and both riveted to her nude
form.  She was equally shocked when the next two students into the room
were girls and they were as naked as she was.

   "Dr.  O'Brien, these are four of Blanke Schande's finest, Robert, John,
Lynne and Tara," he said.  Trying to bring some normalcy to the
proceedings, Maddie stood and shook all four hands.  Robert was tall,
obviously an athlete of some kind.  His bluish-green eyes were beautiful,
Maddie thought, even though they were glued onto her bare breasts and
vagina.

   John was shorter but equally enthralled by her nudity.  His dark skin
and eyes were a perfect match, she thought.

   Lynne was taller than she was and her breasts were bigger.  Maddie was a
34c so she guessed that Lynne was a 36C or D.  it was obvious that Lynne
was a natural blonde as she had a tuft of it over her slit.

   Tara was young looking, probably just completing her freshman year.  Her
breasts were small bumps, barely noticeable, but her nipples were long and
pointy, pointing directly up and out of the young girl's chest.  But Tara
obviously worked out as her body was tight and toned.  Her legs were long
and thin and her pubic mound was completely bare.

   The four students sat opposite her so that only her bare breasts (and
those of the two students) were visible.

   "Have you been waiting long," Maddie asked.

   "About 20 minutes or so," Lynne answered.

   "And we drew quite a crowd," Robert said laughing.  Maddie noticed that
both girls clenched up a bit in embarrassment.  It was obvious that the
leering had bothered her.

   "Yeah, we had about a dozen guys just standing there and a bunch of
others who pretended not to look but you know they were," John said.

   "I'm sorry that you girls had to put up with that," Maddie said
sympathically, understanding the girls' plight.

   "It's okay Dr.  O'Brien," Tara said politely.  "We're used to it as BSC
but these boys were different.  I guess they're not used to it."

   McFlone began to ask the students to ask Maddie questions.  Again, at
first she was distracted by her nudity and that of the co-eds, but quickly
she forgot their nude states and began a spirited conversation with the
students.  It was exactly the kind of exchange that Maddie cherished and
the reason she had wanted to become an English professor to begin with. 
She just had no idea she would ever do it naked.

   As they neared the end, Maddie came away very impressed with the
students.  They were smart, courteous and inquisitive.  Maddie found
herself looking forward to the chance to teach others like them at BSC.

   "Well, this has been wonderful," McFlone said.  "I think we have taken
care of everything.  I can tell you, Dr.  O'Brien, that I will strongly
recommend you to the hiring committee.  I think it is very likely that you
will be teaching at Blanke Schande College in the fall."

   Maddie face lit up in excitement at his words.  She was so happy that
she had done well in the interview, despite the bizarre circumstances.  In
a part of her brain, she realized that she was signing up to be nude in the
classroom in a few months but that was not enough to dampen her enthusiasm.

   "Dr.  McFlone, is it alright to ask her to present," Robert asked.

   "Present," she asked.  She noticed that both girls stood from their
chairs and turned towards the male students.

   "Yes, I think it is fine," McFlone said.  "Maddie, part of the rules of
Blanke Schande say that any male, professor or student, can ask a female to
present.  That means to show a certain part of her body or to show a pose."

   Maddie thought she was past being shocked by the circumstances at BSC
but she was indeed stunned at his words.

   "Dr.  O'Brien, I would like you to get on all fours on top of the table
and spread your knees apart so I can see your asshole and your pussy,"
Robert said, in the same polite tone that a few minutes before had been
chatting with her about literature.

   "Girls, why don't you join Dr.  O'Brien so that she understands what to
do," McFlone said.  In seconds, both girls got into the position described,
their knees roughly a foot apart, revealing their slits and assholes.  Both
girls had their heads up and their breasts dangled beneath them.  As far as
Maddie was concerned, there was no less dignified a position for a girl to
be in.

   "Dr.  O'Brien," McFlone said, gesturing to the spot next to Lynne who
looked at the woman with sympathy.  Slowly Maddie climbed onto the table,
which felt cold and hard beneath her bare skin.  Somehow she got into the
position, pointing her butt towards the young male students and looking at
the wall opposite them.  Mortified she spotted Dr.  Harkin just a few feet
from where her bare breasts hung down beneath her.  She had mostly
forgotten that he was here.

   Maddie lost track of how long she and the other women knelt there in the
"doggy" position but it felt like hours.  Finally, Robert said "Thank you,
that was wonderful" and Maddie relaxed.  She was about to get down when she
heard, "Now it's my turn" from John.

   She looked at the boy and felt dirty, like she was just an object for
his pleasure.  But she said nothing and waited for his instruction.

   "Please lie on your backs and grab your ankles and spread your legs so
that I get a good view of those pussies."

   Maddie's eyes closed in shame and horror, even though the two co-eds
quickly moved to get into the position.  She had thought the "doggy" pose
was the worst for a girl but realized she was wrong: this was way worse,
having to expose the most secret part of your anatomy.

   Almost automatically, Maddie lay on her back and spread her legs, her
hairless slit coming into full view just a few inches away from where the
boys sat, their eyes bugging out as they saw the woman's pussy up close. 
It was obvious that they had studied Tara and Lynne's bodies several times
as they almost ignored them to the exclusivity of her.  Maddie closed her
eyes, praying for the moment to end.  She felt the cool air licking at her
bare lips, now gaping a bit as she stretched.  Finally, after seemingly
forever, John thanked the girls for their pose and she gratefully released
her ankles and pulled her legs together.  Gingerly, she and the other girls
got off the table.

   "Well, Dr.  O'Brien, this was very impressive," McFlone said, his face
registering respect and a bit of lust for the woman.  "Students, can you
give Dr.  O'Brien and I a few moments alone, please?"

   The students nodded but Maddie detected some reluctance on the parts of
the girls to leave the relative sanctum of this closed room for the eyes
and leers of the assembled masses.  But they dutifully said their goodbyes
and left the room to the three adults.

   "I know that pose felt shameful to you, most women report that," McFlone
said softly when the students left.  "But it is an important part of our
school hierarchy.  Men get their chance to see women as they wish but for
the most part can then concentrate on other things.  Women get it over with
and can then just be who they are without worrying about boys gawking at
them, etc.  It may seem shameful but it gets all of the cards out on the
table so that we can get onto business."

   "May I speak, Dr.  McFlone," she asked.

   "Of course," he replied.

   "If nudity is so important to the mission of Blanke Schande, why are
only women nude?  Why aren't the men naked and posing?"

   "Great questions.  That was considered but the studies conducted did not
find that there would be any benefit.  For the most part, women are not
checking men out in that way and most had little to no desire to see men in
that state.  Also, women's bodies are infinitely more attractive then men
and men, as the more visual creature, like looking at women in ways women
will never understand."

   The answer floored Maddie.  She hadn't thought there would be a logical
answer but now saw the wisdom of the rules.

   "So, if there are no questions, I will say goodbye, Maddie," McFlone
said, extending his hand to the naked girl who shook it.  She was impressed
to see that he was making eye contact, though she knew he had already seen
every square inch of her body.  "I would expect a call from our department
chair tomorrow or Friday with an offer."

   Despite herself, Maddie beamed.  The nudity was weird and something that
would take some getting used to, but she had a job as a professor, her
life's ambition.

   "Thank you Dr.  McFlone, I will not let you down," she said.

   "I have no doubts, Dr.  O'Brien," he said.  "Farewell, Tom and thank you
for your hospitality and for leading us to Maddie here.  You really helped
us out, Tom and I will never forget it."

   The two old friends shook hands and embraced in the way that men do and
McFlone left.  Maddie was surprised to see a large group of male students
gathered in the hallway, probably gawking at Lynne and Tara.  She ducked
closer to the wall, hoping to avoid their looks but their attention was
fixed on the two young nudes in the hall.

   "Well Maddie, you were wonderful, just wonderful," Dr.  Harkin
exclaimed, walking towards her for an embrace.  Maddie returned the hug,
though she felt weird as her mentor's tweed sports coat rubbed against her
bare breasts and nipples.  "I'm sorry I never mentioned anything about
Blanke Schande to you but I was afraid that you would not go through with
the interview and I think that would have been a mistake."

   "Oh Dr.  Harkin, I don't know if I can do it," she said.

   "Of course you can," he exclaimed.  "You know literature like no student
I have ever taught and you can hold your own in the classroom.  And you
have a knack with students, just like you were wonderful with those four
Blanke Schande students.  They were instantly attracted to you and felt
comfortable with you.  That is a trait that all teachers should work
towards and you have it naturally."

   "But being naked all the time, I don't know," she said.

   "Well, you did an excellent job here and I want you to notice
something," he said.  "There is nothing stopping you from getting dressed
now but you still stand there, naked and not even realizing it.  You have
been talking to me like we always talk and you are naked as the day you
were born.  You are a natural."

   Maddie realized that what Dr.  Harkin was saying was true.  She got a
bit embarrassed when she noticed that she was still naked but only because
he brought it to her attention.

   "I think you're right, Dr.  Harkin, I can do this," she said.  She
reached for her pile of clothes and pulled her bra on.  She was about to
hook it when she stopped.  "You know, I think I am going to do without that
and without the panties.  I might as well get used to it."

   Instead she pulled on her blouse, feeling the soft silk against her rock
hard nipples, causing a flutter to run through her body.  She felt as alive
as she buttoned her blouse, pulling the material around her bare breasts,
caressing them.  She then pulled her skirt on and slipped into her shoes
and she was covered for the first time in two hours.

   "Wow, what an afternoon," she said, smiling at Dr.  Harkin.

   "Congratulations, Professor O'Brien," he said, putting his hand on her
back as they walked out of the conference room.

   Back in the professor's office, Nicole was waiting.  She looked at them
curiously and was stunned to see Maddie's breasts clearly visible and
braless through the silk blouse.

   "What happened and what was the deal with those naked girls in the
hallway?"

   The other girl was mesmerized as Maddie and the professor told the
story. "You were naked the whole time?" Nicole asked.  Maddie gave an
embarrassed nod.  "Holy shit," she said, her eyes bugging out.

   At the end, the three toasted Maddie's new job.  Then Professor Harkin
spoke.  "Maddie, I think you need to start getting used to the Blanke
Schande rules," he said.

   "What do you have in mind, Professor," she asked.

   "Well, why don't you work naked here in the office this summer, until
you leave?"

   The two women stared at him in disbelief.

   "Before you say no, hear me out.  There is very little activity here in
the summer, hardly any students are here and even fewer come into the
office.  This way you can get used to being naked before stepping foot on
the Blanke Schande campus in September."

   "You're right, Professor, of course that makes sense," Maddie said.  "Do
you think it can work?"

   "I think it will be fine," he said.  "If it becomes a problem, we will
change it, a luxury you won't have at Blanke Schande."

   Maddie agreed and said she would do it.  The professor was in his glory.
While he did think it was a good idea, he was excited to have the chance to
see his favorite student in her naked glory every day.  He had always
fancied her and seeing her naked today had been beyond belief.  Now he
would work just a few feet away from where she would be sitting totally
nude for three months.  He really loved his job.

   The three turned out the lights and locked up.  Maddie gave the
professor and Nicole big hugs as she parted with them and headed to her
car. She had finally gotten a job, in the most bizarre of circumstances.

   As she drove home, she remembered that her bra and panties were still
sitting on the conference table and she got nervous.  Then she laughed,
realizing that people seeing her bra and panties were soon going to be the
least of her problems.



   Part 3

   As Maddie woke up the next morning, she still did not believe that the
events of yesterday had actually happened.  Had she really been naked in
the university conference room in front of her mentor and his friend and
gone through a job interview?  Had she really been nude in front of four
future students, including two naked girls?  Had she really gotten into the
"doggy" position and then lay on her back and spread her legs to show off
her sex?  It was almost beyond belief but she knew they had all actually
happened.

   She had been so aroused when she got home last night.  After a quick
dinner, she had taken a nice hot bubble bath.  In that bath, her fingers
had found her sex and all of the pent-up emotions of the day came out in
one rolling orgasm after another.  She had actually dozed off in that tub
and only came to after the water had cooled and startled her out of her
post-orgasm sleep.

   She rolled over and slipped out of the covers and remembered that she
was naked.  She had decided to try nudity at home to get ready for Blanke
Schande but now she felt funny.  As she sat on the toilet, the reflection
of her bare breasts startled her a bit.  It was not something she was used
to seeing regularly.

   Maddy turned on the shower and took a deep breath.  While stepping into
the warm water, her mind thought about her talk with Professor Harkin and
his suggestion of her nudity in the office.  While the idea had seemed like
a good one yesterday, in the wake of the interview, she realized now that
it was crazy.  Being naked at Blanke Schande was one thing; it was
acceptable there and all of the women were naked as well.  But to do it
here, at her university, would be ludicrous and maybe illegal.

   After shaving (legs, pubes and armpits), Maddie washed her hair and got
out the shower.  Instead of remaining naked, as she had decided last night,
Maddie grabbed for her warm, soft robe hanging behind the door.  Pulling it
on, the first clothing she had worn since yesterday, the material felt
tight against her.  She wondered if her head was getting back at her for
breaking a promise, even one she had made to herself.

   Maddie dressed as usual, pulling a pair of black bikini panties up her
legs and pulling on a matching black bra.  This was a bra meant to hold her
boobs up, not to look nice or to show through a top.  This was sturdy and
for some reason that appealed to her.

   She grabbed her favorite pink top, and her faded blue jeans that fit her
well.  Throwing on a pair of old white sneakers, she rushed downstairs to
grab breakfast before heading to work.

   The whole way to the university, Maddie was arguing with herself. 
Surely no one would hold it against her if she decided to stay clothed at
work.  After all, every other employee of the school wore clothes and
Professor McFlone did not stipulate that she could no longer wear clothes.
But would Professor Harkin be upset?  After all, he had pushed her for the
job and he thought her nudity in the office was a good idea.  Perhaps he
was right.

   As she pulled into the lot, Maddie allowed herself a smile.  Of course
Professor Harkin was arguing for her to be naked.  What man would not want
to work five feet away from a naked girl?  Maybe she was putting a bit too
much emphasis on his advice.

   With classes mostly over, Maddie got a spot near her building, a rarity.
She grabbed her bag and locked the car, walking with long strides towards
her office.  She had made up her mind that she would not remove her clothes
today, no matter what.  If Blanke Schande changed their minds, then maybe
she didn't want to work there anyway.

   Walking up the stairs to the third floor, Maddie's resolve grew
stronger. She waved to some of the few students still on campus in these
last few days before summer break.  When she got to her office door, the
woman took a deep breath and opened up.

   Professor Harkin was already there, on the phone.  Maddie put down her
bag and grabbed a coffee mug from the hook on the wall.  She motioned that
she was heading to the secretary's office for coffee and left the office.
In less than a minute, she returned with a hot black cup of coffee.

   "Oh Maddie, good morning," Professor Harkin said.  "I am surprised that
you are still dressed.  I thought we had discussed the idea of you getting
nude here in the office."

   Maddie took a deep breath again.  It was never easy for her to speak up
for herself, especially to Professor Harkin, her mentor and a father
figure. But, she had decided she would do it and knew she had to follow
through.

   "Yes Professor Harkin, about that, I..." she began.

   "When you walked in, I was speaking to Jim McFlone at BSC," Professor
Harkin continued.  "He was worried that you might not really be committed
to the total nudity requirement, that maybe you would have second thoughts
if you accepted the job and got there."

   Butterflies began to flutter in Maddie's stomach.  The job offer seemed
to be slipping away, so did her resolve.  Yesterday, before her wonderful
bath, she had researched Blanke Schande College and found out that it
really was a wonderful place and the women seemed well adjusted and normal,
despite being naked all the time.  And the fact and numbers that Dr. 
McFlone had quoted her seemed to have been correct.

   "Relax, relax Madeline, I took care of it," Professor Harkin said. 
"When I told him that I believed you were fully committed, he was still
shaky.  But, when I told him about the idea that you had asked to work
naked here for the rest of the summer in order to get ready for Blanke
Schande, he was convinced.  He said that assured him that you really did
plan to follow through with the nudity requirement.  Sounds to me like you
have the job.  Congratulations."

   Maddie's whole demeanor changed.  Instead of being defeated, she was
instantly buoyed.  She was going to become a professor, though in a very
unusual place.

   "So, Maddie, what were you going to say about the nudity thing before I
interrupted you?"

   "Oh, ah, nothing Professor Harkin," she stammered.  "I was just going to
ask where I should keep my clothes so they would not be in your way."

   "Anywhere is fine, but maybe the coat closet would be a good place,
rather then leaving them lying about here," he answered.

   The two stayed in an awkward silence.  Maddie was delaying the
inevitable nudity and Dr.  Harkin was wondering what was going on.  He
wondered if she was trying to back out of her deal but he knew that his
talk here had sealed the deal.

   "Please Maddie, don't let me stop you from getting more comfortable," he
said.  "But I hope you don't mind if I watch.  It's not every day that I
get to see an enchanting young woman remove her clothes in my office,
though I guess I will this summer."

   Maddie was beet red in embarrassment.  "I am a little nervous about
getting naked Dr.  Harkin, I must be honest," she said softly.  "You
watching is not going to make it easier."

   "Well, there will be many men watching you teach nude at Blanke Schande
so you might as well get used to it," he said.  "Please go on."

   As any woman would do, Maddie reached down and untied her sneakers first
and pulled them off and her socks.  She felt the cool hard wood floor of
the office beneath her feet and shivered a bit.  She had never really felt
warm in this drafty old building and she knew that it would be worse if she
were nude.

   She grabbed the bottom of her blouse and pulled it up over her head,
mortified that Dr.  Harkin was seeing her less-then-pretty bra.  A part of
her realized how silly it was to be worried about her bra when he was about
to see every part of her, but she was a girl and all girls worry about
those things.

   Reaching behind her, Maddie undid the hook of her bra and let the cups
fall gently off her breasts.  Slowly, almost painfully, she pulled the
straps down her arms and off, revealing her gorgeously round breasts with
their erect nipples pointing straight at the photo of her and Dr.  Harkin
that was framed and sitting on a shelf behind the man.  In that photo, she
was wearing a cap and gown and looking the picture of a smart, professional
woman.  She felt much less than that now.

   Wanting desperately to cover her breasts, but knowing that was not
allowed according to BSC rules, Maddie bent over and undid the button on
her jeans, pulling them down her long, shapely legs.  She heard a gasp from
behind the desk and blushed even more, knowing what he was looking at.

   Quickly, not wanting to drag this on any longer then necessary, she
hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and pulled them down and
off, laying them on top of the pile of clothes that had gathered at her
feet.

   "Beautiful," Professor Harkin said.  "Maddie, you are absolutely
beautiful.  I can see why Blanke Schande believes in displaying the female
body.  Truly a work of art."

   Maddie stood there not knowing what to do.  Finally she bent over and
grabbed her clothes to put them away.  Just as her butt was sticking out
and facing the door, she felt a rush of air from the hallway and a loud
"Holy Christ." Mortified, Maddie turned around, her right arm over her
breasts and her left hand covering her vagina.  She relaxed a bit when she
realized it was only Nicole.

   "I know you said this was going to happen, but I never expected it," she
said, her eyes devouring Maddie.  The nude girl wanted to plead with her
friend to stop but she knew that it was only natural.  Reluctantly, Maddie
lowered her arms to her sides and stood there, letting Nicole get a good
look.

   "Man, those boys at Blanke Schande are going to love you," she said with
a laugh.  Even Maddie had to join in.

   Shortly they trio got to work.  Maddie was surprised at how it felt to
slide onto her desk chair while naked.  She kind of knew how it would feel
since she had often wore skirts or shorts but to feel the fabric against
her ass and back was truly unreal.

   "Well, this is the way it is going to be, so I might as well get used to
it," she said to herself.  She leaned over to turn on her computer, having
the strange feeling of her breasts dangling down, almost grazing the
keyboard.  Stop it, stop it, she said to herself.  She knew she would get
no work done if every movement became sensual.

   Finally she got her papers out and began marking exams, checking data on
the computer as she went.  Although she was still aware of her nudity,
Maddie dove into her work as always, reading the essays and assessing them
for grades.  It was a job that she took seriously and one that made her so
popular with the students and Professor Harkin.

   The scene in the office was unlike any outside of the Blanke Schande
campus.  Professor Harkin, in his shirt and tie as always, Nicole in her
stylish skirt and top and between them both was the nude Maddie.  At first
she had crossed her legs at the knee, the way she always sat, but
remembered Professor McFlone's words from yesterday ("Females are not
allowed to cover any part of themselves at Blanke Schande") and sat instead
with both feet firmly on the floor, roughly shoulder width apart.

   Looking up for a moment, Maddie assessed the situation.  Actually, it
was not too bad, she thought.  Professor Harkin was off to her left.  Most
likely he was only seeing her from the side, maybe a breast if she turned a
certain way.  Her vagina was covered from his view for the most part so
that was a blessing.  Nicole however had a pretty good view of all of her.
She sat directly across from her and could see her breasts directly and if
she looked through the glass table that they shared could certainly see her
exposed lips.  But it could be worse, Maddie realized.

   Anyone walking in would certainly be surprised to see a bare back but at
least Maddie would have a chance to gain some composure before they saw her
full nudity.  She cringed when she thought that students might wander in
but she knew it was inevitable, especially once grades were posted
tomorrow. She would have to gird herself for that but at least that was
tomorrow.  Today, she thought, should be clear of that and her only
exposure would be to Professor Harkin and Nicole and that was done for now.

   She got back to work.  Shortly it was two hours in and Maddie barely
realized it.  She had been working nude for two hours and it seemed like it
would be okay, she could handle it.

   She looked up and was surprised to see Professor Harkin standing over
her shoulder.  She turned red for a moment, wondering what he had just
seen.

   "Well, Maddie, are you ready?"

   The girl looked puzzled.  "Ready for what?"

   "It's Thursday," he said with a smile.  "Our meeting at 11 in the board
room."

   Maddie's face widened in horror.  She had totally forgotten the weekly
meeting with the dean and several others.  For two years, she had
accompanied Professor Harkin to that meeting and was an integral part of
the group.

   "Oh right, sorry.  Let me just grab my clothes."

   "Now, now, Maddie, at Blanke Schande, you won't have a pile of clothes
to hide behind,"

   Professor Harkin said.  "You might as well get used to it."

   The naked girl's insides were turning to jelly.  She was petrified to go
out of the little cocoon she had here in the office but also nervous at the
cost of her not going.

   Seeing her expression, the man tried to calm her.  "Don't worry, I
already spoke to the dean and she is fine with it.  Let's go."

   The professor started to the door.  Nervously, her whole body shaking,
Maddie got onto her bare feet, grabbed a legal pad and pen, and followed
him.  Her heart was pounding as the man in front of her pulled the door
open.



   Part 4

   The nude girl braced herself to the thought of walking out into the
hallway naked.  She followed Professor Harkin out the door and prayed that
the hall would be empty.  At first her prayers were answered as it was just
the two of them.  As they entered the stairwell though, she was met by
three students, a woman and two men.  Thankfully they were not students she
knew but their shocked reaction caused Maddie to blush even more (if that
were possible) and put her head down in shame.  She followed closely behind
Professor Harkin, praying that he would give her some form of cover.

   They walked down two floors to the main floor.  Here the hallway was
more crowded with both students and faculty.  There were several gasps,
even though Professor Harkin played it cool, saying hello to people by
name. For her part, Maddie was mortified, head bowed, arms wrapped around
her bouncing breasts, to hell with Blanke Schande's rules.

   "Oh my God, that's Professor O'Brien," she heard a male voice say in
awe. "She's freaking naked."

   "You're right, what a body she's got, I always thought she would be
hot."

   Maddie felt like a piece of meat being evaluated, hated hearing them
talk about her in this way.  She wished she could turn and be proud like
those girls in the Blanke Schande brochures.  But she was not there yet. 
Instead she walked submissively behind Professor Harkin and into the
relative safety of the meeting room.

   They were the last two to get there.  This meeting usually contained
about a dozen others, although at this time of year there were only ten of
them there, including Dean Judy Blench, an attractive older woman, who had
been another of Maddie's role models and mentors.  Dr.  Blench smiled
towards the two as they walked in.

   "Well, well, I see we have a newly minted professor in our midst," Dr.
Blench said with a gesture towards Maddie.  "Professor Madeline O'Brien,
the newest member of the English department at the prestigious Blanke
Schande College.  Congratulations!"

   Maddie was torn between her intense shame at being nude and her pride in
the words of Dr.  Blench, who came to the door and hugged her.  The feel of
the dean's expensive suit brushing up against her nude body was another
reminder of her nudity.  She nodded a thank you, unable to form words right
now after such a shameful walk but intensely aware of the eyes drinking in
her nudity.

   She sat down in the last remaining seat, between Professor Harkin and
John McDonald, another grad assistant.  John had a huge crush on Maddie but
never acted on it.  He was stunned to be this close to her naked body.  His
eyes barely could keep focused on the meeting as they constantly went to
her breasts and down towards her lap.

   Maddie was aware of everyone's eyes on her bare breasts and she felt
John's gaze going towards her vagina.  She pulled her chair in as far as
possible but knew that he probably could see more than she wanted.

   About a half hour into the meeting, Phil Newman, an economics professor,
spoke up.

   "Dr.  Blench, I am sorry to interrupt, but I know a little bit about
Blanke Schande and wonder if we could honor one of their traditions," he
said.

   Maddie was curious to where Dr.  Newman was heading.  He had always
seemed like a nice guy but she knew that nice guys changed in the presence
of a nude girl.

   "What do you have in mind, Phil," Dr.  Blench said.

   "Well, one of the reasons the nudity works so well at Blanke Schande is
that the nudity becomes less of an issue," he said.  "This is because any
male can request that a female 'present' herself to him or the group in any
way the male wishes."

   Maddie's head was saying no but no words came to her lips.  He wasn't
possibly going to ask her to show something.

   "That is a splendid idea, Phil, a splendid idea," Professor Harkin said.

   She turned and stared at him wide-eyed, wondering what had happened to
the kindly old man who had mentored her, who was always on her side.

   "I think that Maddie is intensely embarrassed by her nudity and this
might be a way to get her out of that.  Plus I know that many of the men in
here are spending more time trying to sneak a peek at her than paying
attention to the meeting.  This will clear the air and let us get on with
it while also giving Maddie a chance to put her nudity on display.  Perhaps
she will be less nervous."

   The older woman looked kindly at the nude one.  "Well, Madeline, it is
up to you," she said softly.  "I will not force this on you but both Dr. 
Newman and Dr.  Harkin make sense to me.  It's your call."

   On her own, Maddie would never agree to such a thing.  To get on the
table and show herself to these people, her friends and colleagues, would
be mortifying.  But, she wondered if word would get back to Dr.  McFlone at
BSC and if it might hinder her job possibilities.

   "I'll do it, Dr.  Blench, if you think it is okay," she said timidly.

   "It is fine with me, Dr.  O'Brien," the dean said.  "Phil, since you
were the person who suggested it, perhaps you can name the position."

   "OK, but I am not the only one requesting this," he said.  "Some of the
other men in the room would also like the opportunity to ask for her to
present."

   Maddie groaned, knowing that she would have to take several positions.

   "Very well, Phil, you go first and then the others can jump in," the
dean said.

   "Maddie, please stand up on this conference table," Newman said.

   Maddie hesitated for only a second before getting to her feet.  Using
John's shoulder as an anchor, Maddie stood on the chair and then put
herself on the table, one bare foot at a time.  She was mortified to
realize that her vagina was at eye level with the people in the meeting.

   "Now, stand in the middle and grab your ankles, facing me for two
minutes and then the other side for two minutes," he said softly but
firmly.

   Tears started to well in Maddie's eyes as she complied with the request.
As she leaned over to grab her ankles, she heard a gasp from the side of
the room that was getting an eyeful of her asshole with her slit peeking
out from the front.  Her hair protected her a bit, leaving her a sliver of
cover.  The people off to the sides admired her long, toned legs and her
round, firm breasts dangling down.

   It felt like Maddie held the position for longer than two minutes but
the order soon came for her to change positions.  She did as asked, giving
the other side the view of her bottom and vagina.  Maddie could not believe
how her life had changed in the last 24 hours, leading to her current
condition.

   "Time is up, thank you Maddie, excellent job," Newman said.  "John, I
believe you probably have an idea."

   The group went around the room.  Only three other guys volunteered to
ask her to present.  She redid her poses from the interview, getting on all
fours and then spreading her legs wide to give everyone a full view of her
vagina.  Last to go was Harold Rainess, a communications professor who had
been feuding with Professor Harkins for several years.  Because of that, he
had no time for Harkins' grad assistants and made no effort to hide his
disgust.  Now he wanted to rub it in on her, both literally and
figuratively.

   "Yes, Dr.  O'Brien, this has been an enlightening meeting thus far," he
said with a sneer.  "I never imagined you quite like this."

   Maddie burned with shame and rage.  She knew that this guy was turning
the knife in her humiliation but she felt powerless to do anything about
it.

   "I would like for you to get on all fours and make yourself cum, while
looking me in the eye," he said with force.

   The room hushed.  Several of the women in the room rushed to her
defense. "This is ludicrous,"

   said Megan Miller, a philosophy professor.  "Harold, you have crossed
the line."

   "Excuse me," Rainess said.  "Once I heard from our illustrious dean that
Dr.  O'Brien would be joining us in her unusual attire, I researched Blanke
Schande a bit.  On their website, it says very plainly that masturbation
and sex acts are acceptable parts of presenting, unless it would be a
disruption to a course, etc.  I feel that in light of the past 30 minutes
or so, it would certainly not be a disruption so I ask again.  Dr. 
O'Brien, please get on all fours and masturbate to orgasm, with your eyes
never leaving mine."

   Humiliated at the thought of what she was about to do, Maddie crawled
over towards the man.  Getting on all fours, she raised her face so that
she could make the required eye contact.  Using her right hand, she reached
down and rubbed her sex.  She was stunned to find out that it was soaking
wet from all of the movements of the past half hour.  Despite herself, she
moaned the moment her fingers touched her lips.

   She moved her hands more quickly, desperate to get this over with.  It
was torture to have to look into his eyes as her body got more and more
aroused.  The smell in the room was powerful as her sexual secretions
started to fill the air.  Her nipples, already hard, got larger and her
breasts tightened.  She opened her mouth in shock as the beginnings of an
orgasm came her way.  Her fingers moved faster, giving the person directly
opposite Rainess quite a show.  But all that existed for her was her
fingers, her vagina and her torturer, his eyes boring into her.  Despite it
all, she shortly came with an intense and powerful orgasm that found her
screaming out in shame and pleasure.

   Finally it subsided.  She pulled her hand away from her throbbing, wet
sex and crawled back to her chair.  Megan and Lorrie Atkins got to their
feet and helped her down and to her seat.  The two women gathered around
her, supporting her and also hiding her from sight for a moment.  Megan
handed her some tissues, allowing her to dab at her sex and clean any left
over seepage.  She said a quiet thank you before sitting back down and
finishing the meeting.

   There really wasn't much more work to do and no one had the energy to do
it after the scenes they had just witnessed.  For her part, Maddie felt
like she had reached rock bottom.  If this happened every day at Blanke
Schande, she could never survive.  But she had to admit that her orgasm was
one of the most powerful she had ever experienced.  The humiliation of
being on display mixed with the freedom that came with her total nudity to
form something amazing within her.  Her brain was unable to wrap itself
around it.

   "The meeting is adjourned but I would like to have a word with Dr. 
O'Brien if I can," Dean Blench said.  "And Professor Harkin, if you can
remain behind as well."

   The group left, with many of the women touching the nude girl's shoulder
to offer support and encouragement.  She thanked them all and waited until
the room cleared.

   "Tom, would you mind waiting outside while I have a word with Maddie,"
the woman said.  "I just didn't want her to have to walk back to the office
alone."

   "Sure thing, Judy, take your time," the man said.  "Maddie, I will wait
in the hallway, near the stairs, for you." The naked girl nodded.

   "Maddie, tell me something, are you up for this?"

   Maddie looked down at the table.  "I don't know, this was awful."

   The dean walked over and sat in the chair recently vacated by Professor
Harkin.  She put her hand on Maddie's.  "Maddie, the idea of Blanke Schande
is to break down these barriers that women have to deal with in society. 
The nudity clause takes the sexuality and puts it front and center for all
to see.  Then it's not the 800-pound gorilla in the corner but it is dealt
with."

   "I know, but I can't see to get beyond the embarrassment of it all."

   The dean nodded.  "I know the feeling but you will.  Trust me, I know. I
am Blanke Schande, Class of 1970 for my undergraduate degree.  That was
before the nudity and it was just an average school.  Then, ten years
later, I enrolled there again, as a grad student.  It was the first year of
the nudity and the school had changed.  Now I am prouder of my graduate
degree from BSC then my undergrad degree, that's for sure."

   "You went to BSC and were nude," Maddie said in shock.  "I never would
have pictured you in that situation."

   "Well, I was different then for sure, but let me say that the confidence
you see in me today is a direct result of my three naked years at Blanke
Schande.  Trust me, there will always be assholes like Harold Rainess and
Phil Newman but most of the men respect women and an atmosphere of mutual
support develops.  You don't think you will make it but trust me, you are
far stronger then I was in 1980.  I would never have done the things you
did today.  My body would have been paralyzed."

   Maddie leaned over and gave the older woman a huge hug.  "Thank you, Dr.
Blench, you don't know how much this means to me," she said, tears
streaming down her face and onto the woman's expensive suit.

   "Call me Judy now, Madeline," the dean said.  "Now that we are BSC
sisters, first names seem appropriate." The two women broke the hug and
Maddie grabbed her pad and pen.  The dean handed her some tissues, this
time for her face and eyes, and the two walked to the door.  Again the
hallway was crowded but it didn't seem so daunting now as she walked in the
presence of Dean Blench.  Professor Harkins stood and took Maddie's arm,
leading her to the stairs.  Although Maddie was a bit embarrassed as
students walked directly behind her, inches from her bare butt, it was
nothing compared to the conference room and all she had done there. 
Shortly they arrived at the office and entered.  Maddie sat down in relief.

   "So, how was the meeting," Nicole asked.

   "Interesting," Maddie answered, getting a knowing smirk from Professor
Harkin.  Soon the two brought Nicole up to speed, shocking her with what
poor Maddie had gone through.

   "That Harold Rainess is a son of a bitch," Nicole said.  "I wish I could
crush him."

   "I think Maddie already did," Professor Harkin said.  "He pushed Maddie
to the wall, basically daring her to break.  But she didn't; in fact she
grew stronger.  She may have been the one who masturbated in there but he
was the one who lost the respect of the group.  If anything, Maddie gained
respect in there.  Madeline O'Brien, you are one tough lady."

   The three laughed and got back to work.  Shortly Nicole announced that
it was lunch time.  Nicole and Harkin decided to run out and grab lunch but
Maddie decided that she had enough exposure for the day.  They promised to
bring back lunch for her.

   The door closed, leaving Maddie alone for the first time all day.  She
could not believe all that she had been through since 3 p.m.  yesterday. 
But despite the humiliation of it all, she was feeling more and more
powerful, just like Dean Blench had said.  Maybe Dr.  Harkin was right. 
She was going to be fine.

   Maddie went back to work.  In just a few seconds, she heard an
ear-shattering buzz.  The fire alarm was going off.

   "EMERGENCY, EMERGENCY, PLEASE EVACUATE THE BUILDING.  EMERGENCY,
EMERGENCY, PLEASE EVACUATE THE BUILDING."

   She rushed over to the closet where her clothes were kept.  She pulled
at the door and her heart dropped.  The closet door was locked and
Professor Harkin had the only key.  He must have locked it by mistake.

   BANG!  BANG!  BANG!  "Please evacuate this building," came a voice
outside her door.

   Maddie was beside herself.  She was nude and helpless, wanting nothing
more than to hide in the office.  But she felt real fear at what was going
on out in the hallway.  What should she do?

   Suddenly the door burst open and a fireman stood there.

   "Attention, everyone must leave immed...  HOLY SHIT."



   Part 5

   The fireman stood by the door and stared at the nude woman standing
there totally exposed.  Maddie's stomach fluttered from embarrassment at
the situation and the fact that she has always loved cute, young firemen
and this one is exactly the kind she swooned over.

   "What the hell are you doing here like that?"

   "Please, turn away.  My clothes are locked in this closet."

   The fireman walked towards her.  Maddie desperately wanted to run away
but instead settled for covering her breasts with her right arm and holding
her left hand over her pubic region.

   "Please don't look at me," she said.  "I need to get my clothes."

   "Well ma -(TM)am, I don't know why you're standing here in this
professor's office naked, but you have to evacuate immediately.  Some
chemical spill in the lab in the science wing.  Everybody out, even naked
women."

   The fireman grabbed her by the arm to lead her out.

   "Please give me something to wear, I can't leave like this."

   The fireman grabbed a sweater that hung from the back of Nicole's chair.
"Here, put this on," he said, handing her the garment.  Maddie knew that
the sweater would do little to cover her nudity but she was grateful to
have something to put on.

   She pulled the sweater on over her full breasts and buttoned it as best
she could.  The garment barely extended to the top of her thighs.  Yes it
was better than being naked but little was left to the imagination.

   For the second time, Maddie tentatively made her way out of the office
and into the hallway.  By now it was mostly empty as the rest of the
building had already evacuated.  In the stairs, she met up with some
students who gave her a funny look.  She was mortified to be seen this way
and knew that the firefighter walking behind her was getting an eyeful.

   Finally they made it outside.  Instead of going where the group had
gathered, the fireman led Maddie toward an area where two police officers
were standing.

   "What the hell is this?" one of the cops asked.

   "I found her naked in one of the offices," the fireman replied.  "No
idea what her deal is."

   The police officers were drinking in her mostly nude body as she cringed
there, wearing just a thin little sweater.

   "What's the deal Miss," the taller officer said, his eyes widely
focusing on her breasts, with her nipples threatening to poke a hole
through the material.

   "Please, I am a grad assistant and I locked my clothes in the closet and
can not get to them," she said, realizing how unbelievable her story was.
"You have to believe me.  The professor went to get lunch and locked the
closet door."

   "Why are you naked," the other cop asked.

   "Well, that's kind of a long story..." she began.

   "You know Tone, I've heard enough of this story," he said, moving
towards her, handcuffs off his belt.

   "Wait, no," she said.

   "Is this sweater yours, Miss," the cop asked.  Maddie shook her head no.
"Please remove it.  As far as we are concerned, it is stolen property and
we need to log it in as evidence."

   "No, please," she begged but seeing that her pleas were going nowhere
she unbuttoned the sweater and removed it, revealing her wonderfully naked
body to the two police officers and the group gathered a few feet away. 
She didn't even look to see if she knew anybody.

   "Put your hands on the car and spread your feet apart," the officer
said.

   "Oh God, oh God," she began to chant as she dutifully followed orders.
In seconds she felt the cop's hands patting her bare shoulders and move
down her back and sides.  What the hell could she possibly be hiding there,
she wondered, and then he moved down to her hips and thighs before
finishing by fondling each bare leg.

   She glanced over and saw that more than 25 people were standing there
and watching her get frisked and she was mortified.

   "You have the right to remain silent," the cop began to say as they took
her arms and locked her wrists behind her, leaving her totally exposed to
anyone who wanted a view.

   "Please you don't understand, I didn't do anything wrong," she cried.

   "Wait stop," came a voice from afar.  Through her tear soaked eyes,
Maddie made out the outline of Nicole and Professor Harkin running towards
her.

   "Oh thank God," she sobbed, praying that her ordeal was over.

   "What are you doing to my assistant," Professor Harkin asked.  "Uncuff
her this instant."

   "Sorry professor, but you are going to have to explain this," the cop
said.  Soon Professor Harkin had launched into the reason for Maddie's
nudity and how her clothes were in his office.

   The cops seemed not to believe it at first but when Nicole returned with
Dean Blench who validated their story, they uncuffed Maddie and let her go.
She was so grateful for the opportunity to cover her breasts and vagina,
even though it was fruitless and everyone had gotten a great view of her
naked body.

   "We're real sorry ma -(TM)am, but you have to admit that story is a bit
out there," the one cop said.

   "Yeah, I wonder if that college needs any security guards," the other
added laughing.

   Nicole took her sweater and wrapped it around Maddie's shaking
shoulders. The two sat on a bench, facing away from the crowd as Maddie
tried to recover from her scare.  Soon they were joined by Professor
Harkin.

   "I am sorry about the closet, Maddie, I forgot that it locked
automatically since all of those thefts last month," he said.  "I am
terribly sorry about that, but I never thought this would happen."

   Soon after, the alarm stopped and everyone was allowed to re-enter the
building.  Maddie walked amidst all of the returning students, giving some
lucky guys behind her an unimpeded view of her ass and vagina as she went
up the stairs.

   Finally they arrived on their floor and went to the office.  The group
sat and tried to get back to work.  Maddie's brain was on overdrive, unable
to shake the fear and humiliation that she felt a few minutes ago.

   An hour later, her lunch untouched, there was a knock at the door. 
"Come in," Professor Harkin yelled.  Maddie tensed for more unwanted
exposure.  She was surprised to see the firefighter from before.

   "Hello again ma -(TM)am, sir, ma -(TM)am," he said, nodding towards
Professor Harkin and Nicole.  "Ma -(TM)am, can I speak to you privately for
a second."

   Maddie looked at him questioningly but soon stood.  She hesitated before
leaving the office and was mortified when he stopped just outside the door,
leaving her in the busy hallway.  She was the center of attention as
everyone passed and she prayed that this would end soon.

   "Miss, my name is Brian Regan and I wanted to apologize for not
believing you earlier," he began.  "It's just, it's not often that I find a
beautiful naked woman standing in a public place.  I should have listened
better when I found you but I was worried about the leak."

   He looked into her eyes, seeming to wait for her to speak but she still
remained silent.

   "Look, I don't normally do this but I think you are very attractive and
wondered if you would like to have dinner with me," he said, obviously
nervous but happy that the words were out.

   For her part, Maddie was stunned.  She just didn't see that coming.  She
tried to form an answer but she was speechless.

   "I know, I put you in a bad situation," he stammered.  "I'm sorry,
forget that I said anything." With that, he turned to leave, obviously
embarrassed at what he perceived to be a rejection.  Finally, Maddie found
her voice.

   "No, don't leave," she said.  Although she knew that all eyes were on
her, she was focused on Brian.  "I don't get asked out much and I was
really surprised, that's all.  I am flattered and would love to have dinner
with you."

   The man's face went from hurt to happiness in seconds.  His smile lit up
and his eyes shone.

   "That's great, just great, is 8 good for you?  I get off at 7 and that
gives me time to shower and pick you up.  Where do you live?"

   The two exchanged cell phone numbers and Maddie gave him her address. 
He turned to leave but she stopped him.

   "By the way, I will be dressed when you pick me up," she said with a
sexy smirk.

   He turned and smiled at her.  "But hopefully not after I drop you off,"
he said as he walked away.

   Maddie, now alone, was mortified when she saw several students staring
at her nude body.  She knew they had witnessed the whole thing but it
didn't really matter.  After several years of singleness and studying,
Madeline O'Brien was about to have a date.

   She was smiling so big and humming a bit to herself as she entered the
office.  Nicole was looking up at her with a big grin, wanting information.
Even Professor Harkin, normally averse to girly gossip, looked up with an
interested expression.

   "So, what did cute fireman have to say," Nicole asked. "Well, guess who
has a dinner date with a firefighter tonight," Maddie said with a huge
grin.

   "Oh Maddie, I am so happy for you," Nicole said, springing out of her
chair and giving the nude girl a bear hug.  Feeling the material rub
against her nude body felt odd but Maddie returned the hug.

   She sat down and related the story to the others, who both noticed they
had never seen Maddie so full of life and excited.

   After the story, she asked a funny question.  "I wonder what I am going
to wear tonight," the nude girl said.



   Part 6

   Maddie got out of the taxi cab and grabbed the suitcase from the seat
next to her.  Thankfully it was on wheels, she thought as she pulled it
behind her.

   Just a few weeks after getting hired as an English professor at Blanke
Schande College, Maddie was invited to join Dr.  McFlone at a seminar at a
prestigious New York City hotel.  She had been so excited and had asked
Nicole to help her pick out some professional outfits for the three day
conference.  It had cost her some money but to Maddie it was well worth it
to look as good as she did today.

   She strode confidently in a charcoal grey business suit, the jacket
revealing just the top of her light grey shell beneath it.  On her legs
were black stockings that led to a pair of four-inch stiletto high heels
that made her already long legs look five feet high.

   Honestly, it felt a little weird to be wearing clothes at all.  To
Maddie, it seemed like she hardly ever wore anything at all anymore.  For
the past three and a half weeks, she had worked naked in the office at the
college.  It had been odd at first but she was slowly getting used to it.
The one on one student meetings had been very difficult as the boys could
not take their eyes off of her beautiful breasts and the girls only wanted
to talk about how it felt to be naked.  Soon, however, she got down to
business and actually was able to concentrate on something other then her
nudity.

   She had been asked to present a few times by students who had heard
about BSC's customs.  She complied, though she wasn't sure why.  There was
noting compelling her to do so but it just felt right, even though she was
still embarrassed to be seen that way.  Still, there was something
strangely powerful over having such an impact on men.

   There had been a lukewarm repeat of the meeting the following week but
when she stared directly at Harold Rainess as gave herself a loud and
powerful orgasm that caused the man to give a whimper.  No one else asked
her to present and right then, Maddie knew that Dean Blench was right, she
had Rainess and the other men in the palm of her hand (or maybe wrapped
around a different part of her anatomy!!).

   Even during the non-work part of her life, she spent a lot of time there
naked.  Her date with Brian Regan had been wonderful, the best she had ever
been on.  That night, Brian had been proven right as she ended up naked
with her legs wrapped around his torso in the throes of orgasm, a sweet and
tender one that exploded inside of her and kept crashing into her like
waves onto the shore.  Somehow, Brian had brought her to this state several
times that night before he finished himself and crumpled on top of her in a
post-orgasm haze.

   That next morning had been so special.  She had snuck out from
underneath him and made them coffee and bagels.  They picked up the
wonderful conversation from the night before and soon it was clear that
they were meant for each other.

   Of course, he liked the idea of her being naked as much as possible and
was even okay with Blanke Schande (though the thought of her presenting
distressed him a bit).  The only drawback was the fact that she was leaving
for California in two months.

   "Why couldn't I have met you three years ago," she asked.

   "Three years ago, you would not have been standing naked during an
evacuation and I might never have met you," he said, his fingers absently
stroking her always hard nipples as they laid there in bed as night turned
into morning.

   Maddie's face brightened into a smile as she remembered the moment. 
Last night, knowing they would be apart for three nights, they had a
marathon session, trying different positions.  Maddie even used her mouth
on him, something she never thought she would try.  She was reluctant to
admit it but she liked it, especially when she saw Brian's reaction to it.
She didn't even mind the taste of him as he finished and the cum went down
her throat.

   She pushed through the rotating door and entered the hotel.  Her plane
had been delayed so she was a bit late for the first session.  Professor
McFlone said he would meet her in the lobby to make sure there were no
problems.  She noticed him now up ahead near the grand staircase next to
the registration desk and she waved.  He returned the wave but looked at
her with an odd expression.

   The lobby was filled with business people, some attending meetings here
and others stopping in the lobby for lunch, drinks or waiting for a cab.

   "Hello Dr.  McFlone, how are you," she asked with a smile, extending her
hand in greeting.

   "Hello Dr.  O'Brien, I am surprised to see you like this," he said,
looking at her body with great interest.

   "What, is there something wrong with my suit," she asked.  "Am I
overdressed?"

   "Um, yes, you could say that," he said, obviously distressed about
something.  "Did I not make it clear that you are here representing Blanke
Schande College?"

   "Yes you did, why?" Then it hit her.  The dress code.  The realization
passed through her face.  "You can't be serious?  Here, away from campus?"

   "Yes Maddie, all females attending off-campus events while representing
Blanke Schande must remain in dress code," the man said softly.  "I am
sorry but I assumed that you would realize that."

   Tears streamed down her cheeks.  "It's just, I bought this suit and some
other clothes, just for this conference," she said.  "I don't, I-I don't
know if I can do it."

   The man patted her shoulder and whispered in her ear gently.

   "Madeline O'Brien, you have been naked at the university for several
weeks now, something you never could have imagined," he said.  "In just a
few weeks, you will be naked 24/7 on our campus, a fact that you have
accepted and embraced.  Trust me, you can do this."

   Maddie looked up at him with teary eyes.  Taking a deep breath, she knew
he was right.  "Can I check into my room and leave my clothes there," she
asked.

   "Maddie, the rooms will not be ready until after lunch," he said.  "Just
take your clothes off here and we can leave them with the desk.  Really,
you won't need them until you check out so you might as well leave them
here for the duration of your stay."

   So much for seeing New York City, she thought glumly.  I guess I'm stuck
here in this hotel, naked and alone.

   "Please Professor McFlone, can I go and do this in the bathroom," she
asked.  "It will just be easier."

   "Nonsense Maddie, you won't bother anyone here, trust me," he said. 
"The hotel knows about Blanke Schande.  In fact, one of the managers has a
daughter there now.  No one will bother you here."

   Letting go of her suitcase handle, Maddie kicked off her beautiful heels
and felt the cool tile beneath her stocking feet.

   Not sure of what to remove first, she opted for her jacket, unbuttoning
the three buttons and removing it.  She folded it neatly and placed it on
top of her suitcase.  She then unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the
ground before picking it up and folding it on top of the jacket.

   By now, she was beginning to gather a bit of a crowd and she heard
murmuring.  No one was sure what the crazy woman was doing.  She hadn't
looked odd when she entered but this was weird behavior.

   What a sight she was.  She was wearing only her grey shell with a white
bra, black panties and a garter belt that attached to her stockings.  It
seemed like an odd choice for someone like Maddie but her older sister had
turned her onto stockings, saying that they felt nicer than pantyhose. 
Maddie discovered she liked them and wore a garter and stockings whenever
she dressed up.

   Now, in this situation, she realized the garment made her look like a
whore.

   "Holy shit, look at her," one of the business men gathered to her side
said.  He wasn't being vulgar, just appreciative.

   She leaned over and undid the clasp that connected her right stocking to
the belt.  She bent over at the waist and rolled the stocking down her leg
before doing the same with her left leg.  Behind her, those assembled got a
great look at her smooth firm ass as she bent over.

   Praying that this would get easier, she grabbed the bottom of the shell
and eased it over her head.  The crowd gasped as her breasts came into
view, a truly magnificent sight.  Maddie knew that men loved to look at her
breasts and she was now showing them nearly all off.  She wondered what the
reaction would be in a few seconds when they were fully on display.

   Reaching behind her, she unclasped the bra and began to pull the straps
off one arm and then the other.  She desperately wanted to cover her
breasts with her hands but resisted the temptation.  Instead she bent down
and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and pulled them
off. She folded both garments on top of the rest of her clothes and stood
there naked in a very busy New York City hotel.

   Even the hardened New Yorkers who had seen everything were stunned by
this display.  This girl looked so innocent, not like a stripper or
prostitute, but here she was naked and seemingly doing it by choice.

   She grabbed her clothes, pulling them to her for a sense of cover, and
followed McFlone to the reception desk, pulling her suitcase behind her. 
The crowd parted in awe at the beauty before them and the sight they had
never thought they would see today.

   "This must be Ms.  O'Brien," the woman at the front desk said.  She was
discreet but snuck a few peeks at the lovely breasts pointing towards her
above the marble counter.

   "Yes, would you mind keeping her clothes in the back until she checks
out," McFlone said.  "She will not be needing them."

   The crowd, which hadn't strayed far from the nude girl, gasped.  Was
this guy saying that this gorgeous woman would be naked in the hotel for
days?

   "No problem, we will take care of that for you, Ms.  O'Brien," the girl
said with a smile.  She called to a bellhop who took the suitcase from the
nude girl, the whole time staring directly at her breasts, with their
achingly erect nipples smack dab in the middle, pointing out at the world.

   "Ms.  O'Brien, can I hang your clothes up for you or send them to the
dry cleaner," the woman asked with a friendly look.  Maddie, unable to form
sentences, nodded and handed her clothes over reluctantly.

   "Maddie, come along, I will take you to the conference," McFlone said,
taking the nude girl gently by the elbow.  Maddie was grateful to be moving
away from the ogling eyes and dutifully followed the man.  He led her up
the grand stairway, with its smooth marble feeling wonderful under her bare
feet.  In the back of her head she knew that only she could feel this
wonderful marble but she could not get beyond the assembled masses watching
her ascend the staircase.

   "The conference is on the second floor here, with one of the ballrooms
for the general sessions and two side rooms for the breakouts," he said as
they walked.  Maddie tried to concentrate on his words but had trouble
getting beyond the fact that she was walking nude among all of this
splendor.

   "Uh, registration," he said, pulling her towards a table where two women
sat chatting.  "Hello ladies."

   "Hello Dr.  McFlone," a cheery looking black woman said with a smile. 
"And this must be Madeline O'Brien from Blanke Schande College."

   At first Maddie wondered how this woman knew her but it soon became
apparent, even in her addled state.  The nude girl must be from Blanke
Schande.

   "Dr.  O'Brien, we have a whole packet here for you," she said with a
smile.  "Here is your lanyard, instead of the name tags that the rest of
the participants have.  After all, where would you pin it?" The comment
caused her great shame, though the other three laughed.  "Inside the
lanyard is a voucher for lunch each day and breakfast tomorrow and Friday.
You are on your own for dinner each night."

   The woman motioned for Maddie to lean down and she placed the lanyard
over the nude girl's head.  Maddie was sad to see that lanyard did not
extend down far enough to obscure even a little of her breasts but hung
around her neck almost like a choker necklace.

   "Your room key is also in your lanyard because, once again, where would
you put it.  The opening session is underway.  Please go on in."

   "Thank you ladies," McFlone said.

   Seeing that Maddie seemed unable to move, he again gently guided her by
the elbow towards the conference room.  Maddie tried to gain some semblance
of her brain back as they walked towards the closed doors.  She could not
wander around here like a zombie for three days.  She knew that she needed
to learn what she could this week and could not just be obsessed with her
nudity.  She tried a trick that had worked occasionally when she
encountered a difficult situation back at the college.  Maddie took a deep
breath, steeled herself, closed her eyes and pretended that she was wearing
the most beautiful outfit in the work.  McFlone opened the door and,
regaining her confidence, Maddie walked through the door and stopped,
stunned.

   Instead of walking into the back of the room, as she expected, she and
McFlone had entered right next to the podium where the speaker was
standing. McFlone followed her in and even he seemed a little surprised. 
He recovered quickly and gave a wave to the room and led the stunned nude
over to the second row where two seats were available on the end.

   Automatically Maddie sat down, feeling the soft fabric against her bare
butt, thighs and back.  Instinctively she began to cross her legs, trying
desperately to minimize her exposure but remembered the rules and kept her
bare feet flat against the floor.

   Maddie could not help but hear the buzz that filled the room.  She tried
to focus on the speaker but was distracted by her nudity and the fact that
all of the heads were turned towards her.

   "I'm sorry but we need to deal with this," the speaker said.  "Miss,
could you stand up for us all."

   The nude girl knew that he was talking to her but tried to ignore him,
wanting nothing more than to blend in.

   "Come on Miss, please stand up, we did it for the other girl that's
here," the speaker said.

   Maddie had no idea what he meant but she stood anyway.

   "Ok, everyone, please get a good look at her.  Get it out of your
system. Miss, please turn around, give everyone a full view.  Good girl. 
Ok, can we let this nice girl sit down now and can we all concentrate a
little better on my talk?"

   "Thank you Miss for your cooperation.  You may sit."

   Maddie sat down and took another deep breath.  Rather then embarrassing
her, the last few moments had liberated her a bit.  Yes they were staring
at her, but she was in control.  They wanted to see her, could not
concentrate with her there.  It was a powerful thing.

   The session went another 45 minutes and the speaker was fascinating.  He
was discussing the best ways of bringing great works of literature alive in
the classroom and Maddie was mesmerized, taking copious notes.

   At the end of the session, many people came up to McFlone to say hello.
He was very kind not to leave her side and to introduce her.  Even though
she was feeling a bit more comfortable in her nudity, it still felt weird
being introduced to people who were dressed as she had been a mere hour ago
while she stood there in nothing but a lanyard.  She did get a bit of a
laugh when she saw the name tags pined to the suit jackets or blouses of
the other women.  Where indeed would she have pinned hers?

   She and McFlone made their way out into the lobby where there were
refreshments.  Maddie hadn't eaten all day and turned to the table to grab
a Danish when she caught a glimpse of bare skin coming to her from the
side. Maddie's mouth opened wide when she turned and saw another woman,
naked as she was, clothed in only a lanyard, coming towards her.

   "You must be Maddie O'Brien," one nude woman said to the other, holding
out her hand.  "I am Deidre Barone, one of your colleagues.  It is a
pleasure to meet you."

   Maddie accepted the hand extended.  "Oh my God, I am so glad you are
here," she said, her face showing signs of relief.  "I thought I was the
only going to be the only one naked!"

   The two women laughed knowingly and Deidre guided Maddie towards a
couch. Maddie watched Deidre's ease and comfort in her nudity as they both
sat down.  The two men sitting across from them got an eyeful



   Part 7

   "How could I describe the feeling of being so vulnerable and so free at
the same time," Deidre said.  "It has been an amazing ride."

   As she talked, Deidre thought back to her early days as a professor at
BSC.  Back then, the nudity rules were relatively new and everyone was
still a bit weird about them.  There weren't many females on the faculty.
And of them, only a few were nude during the day while teaching and then
even they retreated to off-campus homes and the return of clothes.

   "It was one woman, Josie Daniels, who got it all changed," Deidre said
as she related that fact to Maddie.

   Josie Daniels was a professor of modern language.  Although she grew up
in the States, she was fluent in Italian, French and German.  She was one
of the few who walked nude at all times on campus.  Her pale skin glistened
in the sunlight as she walked from building to building, standing out even
in the sea of female flesh.  Her breasts, round and pert, had full nipples
that poked out towards anyone she spoke.  Her belly was flat, almost
concave which led to a flare at the hips.

   When she taught, Josie had to withstand the first few days of everyone
staring at her vagina.  According to many, it was the prettiest around. 
She had full lips that gaped a bit, with a healthy clitoris poking out the
top.  Men swooned to look at her and women were amazed at how sexual she
looked, while also being one of the most innocent women on campus.

   But Josie hated not being naked all the time.  After all, the girls she
taught were required to be nude always, why shouldn't the faculty live up
to the same rules.   -�How can we teach them the value of the rule if we
don't live it, -� she used to say.

   "So, Josie worked with faculty council to require total female nudity at
all times, even among the faculty and administrators," Deidre said.  "There
was a lot of resistance but I think it was definitely the best decision the
school could have made."

   "Were you nude on campus before Josie," Maddie asked, taking a sip of
her coffee, not even noticing the reactions of the men who had inexplicably
gathered in front of the two.

   "No, I wasn't," Deidre said, blushing a little.  "In fact, I was one of
the most vocal opponents of hers.  I led a movement on campus, after the
nudity rule took place, and me and several other ladies marched on the
president's office.  We wore full clothing though, turtlenecks, long pants,
you name it, in protest."

   "What happened?"

   "Well, they had security come and demand that we either strip or be
removed from campus.  Believe it or not, I was arrested for not being naked
on campus."

   Maddie gasped.  "You're kidding?!?  Then what?"

   "Well, Josie came to the jail where I was being kept, nude as could be,
right down to her toes," Deidre said with a smile.  "And trust me, it was
not a good place for a girl to go nude and barefoot."

   Both women laughed knowingly.

   "But she sat there, across the bars from me, and gave me an impassioned
speech about the freedom that nudity gives to women, how it removes the
status of clothing and allows us to be ourselves, etc.," she said. 
"Basically, the whole rationale for the students being nude.  It was then I
realized that she was right."

   By now, several men, nearly a dozen, and some interested women had
gathered, watching the nude women and listening to the story.  Now that the
conversation was waning, the women were a bit embarrassed by the attention.

   "Oh everyone, show's over, thank you," Deidre said with a smile, shooing
the group away with her hand.  "Peep show will return during the lunch
break."

   The two nudes laughed and gathered their things for the next session.

   Though she was still really embarrassed to be naked in this group and in
this fancy place, Maddie felt better having Deidre there next to her.  The
two women joined McFlone at a table halfway up for the next session. 
Maddie still noticed the sideways glances and the stares at her bare
breasts but she felt better having just her bottom half hidden beneath the
table.  In a life of nudity, she thanked God for small coverings.

   The session was over and the group made their way towards the outer room
for lunch.  Feeling the brushing of clothes graze her as people went by
made Maddie yearn for those clothes she had left with the front desk.  But
she had chosen this naked life and had no one to blame but herself.

   The dining room at this hotel was fancy, the fanciest she had ever seen.
Sliding onto a chair, she noticed how soft the seat felt beneath her.  Then
she grazed her legs against the table cloth, moaning at the sensation.  She
almost felt dirty being this naked in such a wonderful place and enjoying
the feeling so much.

   She glanced over at Deidre next to her.  The woman had her eyes closed
and was smiling to herself.  Opening her eyes, Deidre locked glances with
Maddie and the two exchanged the moment, both knowing that they were
feeling something that no one else in this room could.

   As the salads were distributed, the group introduced themselves.  All
felt very lucky to have landed a table with such wonderful and nude women.
Besides McFlone, there were two women and five men at the table.  All were
very interested to discuss Blanke Schande College.  Maddie listened in awe
as McFlone and Deidre entertained the group with anecdotes about the
college and the unique rules.  Deidre had a million stories about being
nude in odd situations.

   "My cousin, Lily, was getting married in Washington, near Seattle," she
began.  "My husband and I had pretty much limited our travel to in
California, where the laws were pretty lax about nudity and most people
knew all about BSC.  But Lily was one of my best friends growing up so we
decided to go to the wedding.  I can tell you that landing in that airport
was like an alien visitor had arrived in a space craft.  There were people
pointing and taking photos and security came running.  It took me and Craig
three hours to get it all sorted out."

   The table laughed at the woman's movements and words.  She was
definitely the life of the party.

   Maddie envied her courage and self-confidence.

   The meals arrived and people at the table concentrated on eating, though
they didn't stop looking at the nude breasts seated with them.  Maddie
noticed that there seemed to be a number of waiters and busboys around
their table, ready to help in case anything came up.  I guess there are
some advantages to being nude, she thought with a smile.

   She leaned over and whispered that to Deidre who looked around and
smiled too.  "More than you know hon," she said.  "Wait until you are at
BSC."



   Part 8

   Maddie had trouble concentrating on the final two afternoon sessions. 
Her whole being was focused on the tingling between her legs, the rubbing
of the chairs against her bare butt and thighs and the darting looks of men
(and some women) at her bare breasts.  In some ways, it seemed to her that
nothing existed but her sex parts and she was getting horny.

   Finally, the last session ended.  Maddie walked with Deidre and McFlone
to the area of the hotels where the rooms were.  She was glad to see that
her room was next to Deidre's and across from McFlone.  Owning no clothes
made a girl feel very vulnerable in the public world and having two friends
so close was a good feeling.

   Using the swipe card given to her at registration, Maddie opened the
lock to her room and entered.  She half hoped to find her suitcase sitting
on top of the bed but all that was in the room was what the hotel offered,
a bed, a dresser of drawers, two chairs with a table, a mini-bar plus a TV.
Maddie was happy to see that the room was clean and neat; a naked girl
couldn't be too careful.

   With nothing to unpack, Maddie didn't know what to do first.  That darn
buzzing between her legs was getting worse, even here in private.  The
memories of the day flooded back.

   She glanced at the bed and then at the door of her room.  She knew that
Deidre and McFlone had said they would meet in an hour to discuss dinner
plans.  That gave her plenty of time to take care of herself.  The nude
girl walked to the bed and pulled the bedspread and sheets down.  Diving
under, she luxuriated in the feel of the soft, cool sheets against her bare
skin.  In just a few seconds, her right hand was rubbing at the lips
between her thighs while her left hand gently rubbed her breast, fondling
her nipples and sending sparks up and down her whole body.

   As soon as her fingers found their target below her waist, Maddie
realized how wet she was and wondered how obvious it had been to the
others. Now that didn't matter though as Maddie threw herself into the task
at hand, getting that buzzing to explode in her and bringing that much
needed orgasm.  Her left hand now joined the party down below, rubbing her
now erect clit while the right hand plunged one finger and then two in
between her wet lips.  A low moan escaped her lips as the orgasm built and
built.

   KNOCK.  KNOCK.

   Maddie's eyes flew open, jarring her from her pre-orgasmic state back
into the cold, bare hotel room.  Feeling like she had gotten caught, the
nude girl quickly removed her hands from her sex and got to her feet.

   "Yes," she called.

   "Sweetie, it's me Deidre in the room next door," the voice said.  "Can
you open the adjoining door?"

   Shit, Maddie thought, I was so close.  A quick whiff of the air and she
groaned as well.  The smell of her sex filled the small room, an obvious
sign of what she had been doing.

   On her bare feet, Maddie walked to where the adjoining door stood.  She
turned the bar and undid the latch, allowing the door to open.  Despite a
full day of it, she was still surprised to see the nude woman's body fill
the other side of the doorway.

   "Look, I hope you don't mind, but I need some help," Deidre said.  Her
eyes then darted to the bed and then to Maddie's sex.  She saw that it was
red, as if it had been pawed.  She then took a discreet sniff and smelled
the tell-tale signs of vagina secretions.

   "Oh thank God, you are feeling the same thing I am," she said, filling
in the space to throw her arms around Maddie.

   The younger girl was confused but put her arms around the other woman,
noticing the softness of another female's skin.  It was so different then a
man's but very nice.

   "Today, I was so horny and I have been nude for several years now,"
Deidre said.  "I can only imagine how you felt."

   Maddie relaxed a bit.  "You felt it too?"

   "Oh yes dear, it never really goes away," Deidre said.  "Being naked in
a room full of clothed people is a turn-on and then those soft chairs, Oh
God, I was so horny!"

   The two girls giggled.  "I was going to take care of myself but I
couldn't get there and then I wondered if, um, maybe we could help each
other.  That's the Blanke Schande way."

   Maddie's eyes flew open in surprise and a bit of revulsion.  She had
never had sex with a woman and had never even thought about it.  She loved
men and was in no way a lesbian.  But she could not deny how sexy Deidre
was and how much she enjoyed looking at her.

   Deidre, sensing Maddie's hesitance, took over.

   "Lay down sweetheart and let me lead," she said.  "If you don't like
what we are doing, I will stop immediately."

   Slowly Maddie backed towards the bed and sat down.  Deidre sat next to
her and leaned over.  Instinctively Maddie's feet rose from the floor and
she laid her head on the pillow.  Deidre lovingly caressed the girl's
shoulder and kissed her gently on the lips.  Maddie, her body on fire,
kissed back, giving in much faster than either of them anticipated.  Deidre
rolled onto the girl, her bare right breast pressing against Maddie, who
felt the hard nipple poking into her.

   Maddie was crazed with lust.  The feel of the other woman was so soft
and smooth.  Although she yearned for men, this was very nice.

   Deidre slowly made her way down Maddie's side, finally stopping at her
hip.  Maddie waited in anticipation for the hand to make the rest of its
journey but it stopped there.  Deidre removed her lips from Maddie's and
moved her head down until it was poised over the girl's rock-hard nipples.

   "Want me to stop," the woman asked teasingly.  Maddie violently shook
her head and, with a smile, Deidre's mouth descended onto the girl's
achingly hard nipple.

   "AHHH," Maddie said, her butt flying off the mattress in pure pleasure.
Deidre was like a pro at sucking on her nipples.  At the same time, she
moved her hand from Maddie's hip and placed on her lower lips, right
between her legs.

   Maddie, whose eyes had drooped while enjoying Deidre's ministrations on
her nipples, now had her eyes open wide in pleasure.  Somehow it felt so
much better with Deidre's hand there rather than her own.  The dual attack
on her sex and her nipples was sending her right to the edge of orgasm.

   "Not yet sweetie, not quite yet," Deidre said softly.  With that, she
twirled around and put her face down between Maddie's legs.  Their eyes
locked as Deidre slowly put her mouth over Maddie's throbbing, soaking sex,
her tongue darting between the swollen lips and touching all of the
sensitive tissue down there.  Maddie let out a low, feminine moan.  Nothing
she had ever done sexually had felt this good.

   Deidre continued working on Maddie's starving sex.  The nude girl felt a
heaviness fill her groin.  This was the unmistakable sign of orgasm for
her. It was building and building and she could not stop moaning.  The room
filled with the smell of her pleasure and within a few seconds the
heaviness exploded and she moaned loudly in orgasm.

   This was a ride unlike any other.  Her horniness, mixed with the
surprise at doing it with another woman, pushed her orgasm on for nearly a
minute as contraction after contraction wracked her sex.  Finally, it
subsided and she was finished.

   "Oh God, please come up here and kiss me," she begged.  Deidre slid up
the nude girl's body and the two kissed hard on the lips.  Maddie tasted a
bit of herself in the kiss but was so turned on that she thought nothing of
it.

   "Ready for round two," Deidre asked.

   Maddie nodded and Deidre reluctantly pulled away.  Again she made her
way down to Maddie's still throbbing sex, but this time her bottom half
stayed by Maddie's face.  The younger woman noticed that Deidre's sex was
inches from her face and she turned to kiss it.  She was shocked at the up
close sight of a vagina, having never seen one this close.  Deidre's was
spectacular, with puffy lips slightly gaping and a prominent clit poking
through.  Deidre was completely bare, as most BSC girls were, and this made
her vagina look so proud.

   Deidre had at it again, this time sucking on the clit.  Moaning, Maddie
repeated the gesture herself, hearing Deidre moan softly.  Maddie noticed
that Deidre's sex was quivering, needing a release.  Deciding to return the
favor, she began using her tongue, moving from the clit back, up and down,
poking her tongue in as far as possible.

   At the same time, Deidre was working on Maddie but the younger girl had
come once so she had some staying power.  The only sound in the room was
the sucking of the girls and intermittent moans.  Suddenly, Maddie felt
Deidre's whole body tense and her thighs shake.  Then, she felt the thighs
tighten around her face as Deidre experienced a tremendous orgasm.  Hanging
on for dear life, Maddie kept licking, despite having an orgasm of her own.
Finally they both relaxed their grip on the other's face and the two
collapsed in a deep, contented sleep.



   Part 9

   It was dark and still the two nudes were asleep, their faces nestled in
between the other's legs, inches from the now sated vaginas.  Though their
faces could not be seen, both slept with smiles on their faces.

   Their quiet slumber was broken with a loud knock on the door of Deidre's
adjoining room.  The older woman came to first.  Maddie flew up at the
noise and the jostling of the woman between her legs.

   "Oh God, what are we going to do," she asked, pulling the blanket over
her nudity.

   "Nothing dear, I am sure it's McFlone," Deidre said calmly, getting to
her bare feet.  "I told him we would meet him for dinner.  We must have
slept for a while."

   Shaking out of her dream, Maddie remembered that McFlone and hundreds of
others had seen her nude for the full day and suddenly felt silly covering
up.  But it was a girly instinct and she was still quite a girl.

   Deidre crossed into her room and opened the door, letting McFlone in. 
It was not a sight that most men ever stumble into, the post-orgasmic room
filled with two satisfied women, but McFlone had worked at BSC for a long
time and was used to it.  Even so, he smiled at the sight of the rumbled
hair, red vaginas and the smell of girl in the room.

   "So, are we ready to hit the town," he called out, trying his best to
make Maddie comfortable.

   "Like this," the younger girl asked. "How else would a Blanke Schande
girl go out on the town," he asked with a smile.

   "In New York City," Maddie asked again, not believing this conversation.

   "Don't worry, it will be fine, Maddie," Deidre said reassuringly. 
"McFlone, give us 30 minute to freshen up and we'll meet you in the lobby."

   The man nodded and walked out, leaving the two nudes alone.  Deidre came
over and gave Maddie a big hug and kiss.  "That was wonderful, my friend,"
she said.  "You are a natural BSC girl."

   Maddie was a bit embarrassed at her behavior but felt good nevertheless.
"I never expected to like that but I did," she admitted.

   "Well, we should shower and go meet McFlone," Deidre said.  "I wish we
could shower together but that would take too long.  Maybe when we get
home?"

   A naughty smile came over her face, one that was returned by the younger
girl.

   The two went into their respective showers.  Maddie worked hard to get
the smell of sex off of her, washing her hair in the process.  Never
wanting to be too careful, she shaved her legs and underarms and gave her
pubes another swipe just to be sure.

   After the shower, Maddie saw that her makeup and other toiletries was on
the counter.  She quickly brushed her hair, dried it as best she could, did
some makeup and wiped the cream on her body for a smooth, sheen look.  She
exited the bathroom just as Deidre was finishing.

   "Perfect timing," the other girl said.  Deidre grabbed a string of
pearls from her bag, put some earrings in and turned to the door.  Both
girls pushed out into the hallway, and except for their small purses, were
undressed to go out on the town.

   Maddie still felt strange being naked in such a public place but Deidre
acted like it was normal.  Those from the conference would know who they
were but there must be others at the hotel who wouldn't, Maddie thought. 
They came across two men at the elevator who were not there with the
conference.  Both stared open-mouthed at the nude women before Deidre said
hello.  They mumbled something and stood there gaping as Deidre and Maddie
entered the elevator.  Deidre waved to them and Maddie giggled as the
elevator doors closed, leaving them standing spellbound in the hallway.

   "Oh my God, how do you do that," Maddie asked.  "You are so sure of
yourself."

   "Sweetie, it comes in time, believe me," Deidre said.  "I was once naked
at the Rose Bowl with 80,000 people to watch UCLA play.  After a day like
that, this is a piece of cake."

   As the elevator reached the bottom, Maddie wondered if she would ever
get to the point of being okay with her public nudity.  It still felt so
weird, so fish-out-of-water that she didn't think she would ever get used
to it.

   When the doors opened, Maddie was surprised to see if pretty full.  She
braced herself for the stares but felt the grasp of Deidre's hand in hers
and she followed along.  McFlone was standing at the front desk.

   "Ah, here they are now," he said, gesturing to the two women.  The
people in the lobby had cleared a path for them, like Moses parting the Red
Sea.  Everyone acted dignified but all stared in disbelief.

   "Wonderful, sir and ladies, your car awaits just outside the door,
compliments of Mr.  Reilly, our manager," said the desk clerk, a pretty
young woman.

   Although she was not as obvious as the crowd around the nudes, she was
not shy about looking at the four bare breasts sitting just above the
counter.

   McFlone took each girl on his arm and led them out of the hotel.  There
a white stretch limo was waiting.  Maddie was surprised to feel the gritty
sidewalk beneath her feet and the warm summer air on her bare skin.  She
was naked on the streets of New York City.  Trying to be demure, she slid
into the limo, trying not to give the onlookers too much of a shot of her
slit.  Deidre, more used to showing off, got in easily, giving the men and
women on the street an eyeful of her vagina.

   The limo, with its unusual cargo, sped off.  The driver could not
believe his good fortune but he had been a gentlemen and was not gawking
too much.

   "Want the sunroof open so you can see the skyline," he asked.

   "Yes please," Maddie said in wonder.  She had never been to New York and
seeing the skyscrapers at night was a real treat.  "Where are we going?"

   "Empire State Building," McFlone said.  "We're going to the top of the
city's most famous building."

   Maddie could not believe her ears.  How were two nude women going to go
to the top of NYC's landmark building?  But she knew better than to ask. 
After all, a Blanke Schande woman could hardly object to being nude in
public.

   Maddie saw the telltale tower of the Empire State Building from blocks
away but was surprised when they proceeded past it.  She had figured they
would stop out front, get out and walk bare assed naked into the
skyscraper. But instead, they pulled into a driveway and under the
building.

   "Mr.  Reilly at the hotel has some high-powered friends who got us
special passes," McFlone said.  "The observatory is closed now but we are
getting a special view.  The only problem is, the elevator is public so
some people might see us but it's better than walking through the lobby."

   The trio got out and headed for a service elevator.  The floor felt
gritty and cool under Maddie's bare feet and one look at Deidre told her
that the other nude was thinking the same thing.  Maddie again reflected
how a naked girl feels things that clothed people cannot.

   The elevator doors closed.  McFlone hit the button for the roof and the
trio settled in for a long ride.  They were all nervous when the car
stopped at the lobby and two workers entered.  Both were immigrants,
speaking broken English, but there was no doubt what they were thinking in
any language.  They looked at the nude girls, focusing on their breasts and
vagina and then back again.  Then they looked at McFlone.

   "It's OK, it's OK," McFlone said.  "We are special guests of the
building supervisor." He held out the three special tickets and the two
smiled.

   Both girls breathed a sigh of relief as the doors closed.  Maddie felt
like she wanted to shrink into the wall of the elevator as the men made no
effort to avert their eyes, instead drinking in the nudity before them. 
Finally, the doors opened on the 52nd floor and the two got out, after
politely bowing to the nude women.

   "That was creepy," Maddie said after the doors closed and they were on
their way again.

   "Ah yes, very," McFlone agreed.  Finally, the elevator reached the
observation deck.  Waiting there was a man and a woman, both dressed in
matching blue blazers.  The man had tan khakis on while the woman had a tan
skirt that fell to just above her knee.  Maddie looked at the skirt with
yearning, wishing she could be covered like this woman.

   "Good evening, I am Megan White, the manager of the observation deck,
and this is my top tour guide, Evan Watson," the woman said.  "We are happy
to have you here, under these, um, unusual circumstances.  Mr.  Reilly
called and asked for this special favor and since he sends so many
customers our way we were happy to accommodate him.  We are very proud of
what you ladies represent and hope you will be comfortable here."

   The three tourists smiled and thanked the woman.  "Do you mind if Evan
gives the tour?  I am swamped with work in my office and he is the best. 
If you don't mind a man showing you around, that would be most helpful."

   "No, that is fine," Deidre said.  Evan was mostly respectful but, like
any man, could hardly keep his eyes above the naked women's neck.  However,
both girls thought he led a good tour and soon the excitement of being atop
one of the world's tallest buildings put their nudity out of their minds.

   "You have to see this," Maddie said, using the telescopic lens that
looked out over the city.

   McFlone soon produced a camera and took a most unusual photo, two naked
girls, bare breasted, with the entire New York City skyline behind them. 
They handed the camera to Evan who took a photo of the three.  Secretly he
wished they would send him the doubles.

   Only when hit with a reflection from the glass window did Maddie
remember that she was bare assed naked atop one of the world's most famous
landmarks.  She wondered if anyone in the office buildings near the Empire
State Building could see her and Deidre's nudity.  Probably not, she
reasoned, but the thought that it was possible was in her mind.

   At one point, Deidre pressed her body against the glass to see straight
down.  Maddie did the same thing and felt her bare breasts pressing against
the smooth glass.  For their part, the two men in the group had to
rearrange their pants at the sight.

   Finally, the tour was over.  The three thanked their tour guide and then
said goodbye to Megan.

   "You are welcome here anytime," she said, handing McFlone her card.

   "One thing," McFlone said.  "Two of your workers seemed awfully odd when
we came up the elevator.  Was something wrong?"

   The woman laughed.  "Oh God, I am so sorry.  I warned everyone that you
were coming but said that it was okay because you believed in the beauty of
nudity, etc.  I told them that no one should feel funny or bad looking at
you both because you were used to it.  I was only trying to ease their
discomfort but they took it to the extreme.  I am sorry about that.  Why
don't I ride down with you to make things easier?  Evan can lock up."

   They accepted her offer and the girl went to speak to Evan before
grabbing her coat and briefcase.

   "So, this nudity thing is kind of a hindrance to a normal life, isn't
it," Megan asked.

   Maddie had no answer, believing it to be true herself but Deidre jumped
in.  "It is at times, but it is a wonderful life, so freeing," she said. 
"You should try it sometime."

   The woman's face got red as a beet.  "Oh God, no, I have trouble wearing
a bikini at the beach,"

   she said.  "I could never do what you do."

   Still, the two nude women could see the clothed girl's brain working and
knew that she was thinking of how it would be to be naked in such a public
place.  Finally the ride was over and the elevator doors opened in the
lobby for Megan to get out.  Maddie flinched when the still busy lobby came
into sight but the hustle and bustle of New York life made the two nude
girls just a blur to passersby.

   "Well, it was nice meeting you all," Megan said, shaking hands, trying
to be discreet.  "I hope we can meet again."

   "Look us up if you ever get to California," Deidre said.  The two broke
their handshake and Megan escaped into the lobby, looking a bit woozy.  "I
have that effect on people," Deidre said with a smile.

   The elevator continued to the basement.  There the limo was waiting.

   "Are we going back to the hotel," Maddie asked, hoping and dreading a
return.  Hoping because she wondered if she could take more public exposure
but dreading it because she was loving the chance to see New York.

   "Not yet, we have dinner reservations," McFlone said as the limo pulled
away.



   Part 10

   "Dinner," the two nude women asked incredulously.

   "McFlone, how can we go out to dinner naked in New York City," Deidre
asked.  "It's not practical."

   "True, but not many people get to the top of the Empire State Building
naked either and we have accomplished that," McFlone said.  "Blank Schande
has plenty of powerful friends in all kinds of places."

   Wordlessly the women exchanged a look of worry but said nothing.  After
all, could a BSC girl really refuse to be nude at dinner?

   The three drove in silence as the limo rode through busy downtown
streets.  Maddie's stomach was doing somersaults as she sat there trying to
prepare herself for more exposure then she had ever experienced.  She knew
that Deidre had been naked in many public places but she sensed that the
woman was nervous too.  She wanted to ask her about it but was afraid to
with McFlone there.  What if he reneged on his job offer if he sensed that
she didn't really like being naked.

   For his part, McFlone enjoyed the tension in the car.  Even after all of
these years, there was something beautiful about a naked woman, nervous
about being exposed.  Sometimes it got to be old hat seeing all of the
carefree nudes at BSC.  Here was a chance at spicing it up and he was
loving every moment of it.

   In their nervousness, the two women had allowed their legs to spread
open and McFlone got an eyeful of the beautiful vaginas on the girls.  It
always amazed him how different vaginas could look and these two were no
different.

   Deidre, slightly older, had a duller shine on her puffy lips.  Hairless
for several years, Deidre's pussy was more natural though and a bit
saggier, though it was only by comparison with the beauty next to her that
any man would spot a flaw in it.  But McFlone had to admit that Maddie had
the most beautiful pussy that he had ever seen.  In fact, he had noticed it
during that first interview and was mesmerized by it.

   Maddie's pubic mound was also hairless but it seemed like a new thing.
Unlike her counterpart, Maddie was rarely nude outside so her tan was
limited to those areas not covered by a bikini.  That made her bare vagina
stand out even more.  Her clit was prominent and poked out beyond the lips,
which was pink, puffy and slightly gaping.  For McFlone and most men, it
was the picture of what a young, tender pussy should look like.

   Thankfully for him, neither girl noticed his stares so he moved upwards.
Their breasts had been on display for a long while and he had certainly
drank them in.  Maddie had pert, perky breasts, round but not large with
long, pointy nipples over a dime shaped areola.  They were cute and pretty.

   Deidre's breasts were a wet dream for most men.  They were larger and
full, probably a D if she ever wore a bra.  Her nipples were dark now and
thick over nickel sized areolas.  In short, they were breathtaking.  There
was no hint of sag even though she had not worn a bra in more than a
decade.

   McFlone chuckled to himself.  Yes, there were times that he loved his
job.

   Maddie squirmed in her seat.  She was still so new at being nude that
the feeling of the soft leather beneath her bare butt and thighs was still
so erotic and sexual.  She felt that she could probably orgasm just sitting
there.  She wondered if her car mates could smell her excitement level
start to rise like it had earlier in the day.

   Finally the limo pulled up in front of a restaurant in the city's Little
Italy section.  To the alarm of the two naked girls, there was a large
group of people milling about outside the restaurant waiting to be seated.
Maddie's eyes got large when she saw how bright the inside of the
restaurant was.  A discreet entrance and meal seemed out of the question.

   "Alright ladies, let's go and eat," McFlone said, opening the door. 
"This is regarded as the best Italian restaurant in New York City."

   The man, safe and secure in his clothes, eased out of the limo.  Deidre
grabbed Maddie's arm and pulled her close.  "Just stay calm, sweetheart and
it will all be fine," she said.  "You have been naked in front of people
all day and this will be no different.  We can do this and it's easier to
do it together.  Just be proud of your body and make it seem like it
doesn't bother you in the least.  Ok?"

   Maddie nodded and followed Deidre to the door.  There was no way of
exiting the limo in a lady like fashion so the two girls just got out as
quickly as possible.  Of course the sight of limo had attracted curious
eyes and then the flash of nudity got the attention of those waiting for a
table.  Gasps of surprise rose from the crowd as the spreading legs showed
bare vaginas on not one but two girls.

   "Holy shit, those girls are naked," came more than one voice.

   Maddie was mortified at being this naked in such a public place. 
Deidre, sensing that her young friend might be faltering, grabbed Maddie's
hand and led her onto the sidewalk and towards the front door.

   "Hey is this some sort of dare or something?" a young girl, probably no
more than 18 or 19, said, approaching the two women.  "My friends do things
like that to me all of the time.  Good luck."

   "Erica, you should be friends with those girls since you love to show
off that bod of yours," said one of the girls with her and the group hooted
and hollered.  Erica got red faced and sank back into the crowd.

   For their part, neither of the nudes could get worked up about the poor
girl.  They had enough to worry about.  Maddie felt the hard sidewalk
beneath her bare feet and the nighttime breeze playing across her bare
skin. She realized how it would feel at BSC and knew that just being naked
in her office and house was not enough to prepare her.  She wondered if she
could live a naked life all the time.

   Suddenly, Deidre stopped and Maddie did too.  McFlone was talking to
someone at the door and there seemed to be a problem.  The limo had already
drove off and the two women prayed that they would not be left out here in
public for too long.

   McFlone turned around.  "Our table is nearly ready," he said flatly. 
"Just a few minutes -(TM) wait."

   "What," Deidre asked.  "Out here?"

   "Yes, the internal waiting area is filled to capacity," the man said.

   McFlone seemed unbothered by the wait but the two naked girls were aware
of the dozens of stares and shocked looks.  They were on a pretty public
street bare naked and just standing there.  And there was nowhere to go for
safety.

   "McFlone, this is not a good idea," Deidre said, eyeing two men who
leeringly stared at her and Maddie.  "I don't have a good feeling about
this."

   "It's fine, Deidre, you have been naked for years and in more public
places than this," he said.  "Don't set a bad example for Maddie now."

   The two women tried to relax but their situation kept them tense.  They
were almost like models on display.  People stopped talking to each other
and instead gathered around the two women.  Maddie's knees were shaking in
fear but she tried her best to remember the advice of Deidre and stay calm.

   "McFlone, party of three, your table is ready," came the voice of the
host.

   "Thank God," Maddie said softly, earning a soft laugh from Deidre.

   "Going so soon, girls," came a voice, which prompted laughter from the
group.  There is nothing that earns less respect than a girl naked in
public.

   The trio entered the restaurant and saw that it was packed with diners.
Their entrance sparked more gasps and surprise as those inside got a chance
to experience what those waiting had already seen.  The host led the way
through the crowded dining room.  Maddie felt a hand on her bare ass and
she jumped in surprise.  She saw a smirk on the face of an older man who
got a tsk, tsk from his wife.  Finally they were seated but instead of a
private area away from prying eyes, they were instead seated in the middle
of the dining room.

   "Sir, I am sorry but this is the best I can do this evening," the host
said, leaving the three people to sit.

   To get to her seat, Maddie had to squeeze between their table and
another.  Her bare butt grazed the top of the table, leaving the young
couple to stare.  When the man stared too long he got a withering look from
the woman.

   Maddie's whole body was red from the shame of the wait and the walk
through the restaurant.  Her legs were shaking and her breasts rose and
fell from her heavy breathing.  As humiliating as this was, she had never
been more turned on.  From the sight of Deidre, she thought the feelings
were shared.

   "The linguine here is fantastic," McFlone said, oblivious to the scene
that his two nude counterparts were making.  "I recommend that and the
antipasta."

   "McFlone, this is really rotten of you," Deidre said in a harsh whisper.
"You are doing this on purpose, putting us on display.  You are being a
bastard."

   "Me, a bastard," he said, seemingly hurt by her words.  "I am treating
you ladies to a dinner at the nicest restaurant in New York City and I'm a
bastard?"

   Deidre looked around as people watched the scene unfolding.  "You know
what I mean, McFlone.  We appreciate the dinner but this scene seems a bit
unnecessary, doesn't it?"

   "Deidre, you are a part of Blank Schande College and so is Maddie," he
said.  "Nudity is a normal thing to us.  What is the big deal?"

   "The big deal is that normally we are within the confines of Blanke
Schande and are treated with respect," she hissed.  "These people are not
BSC people and do not understand our ways."

   The heated discussion was interrupted by the waiter.

   "Can I get you something to drink while you look over the menu," he
asked, his eye devouring Maddie's breasts.  The girls were glad to be
covered by the table cloth from the stomach down.

   "Yes, a bottle of wine, red please," McFlone said.  "We are celebrating
our newest employee."

    -�Yes, um this is a weird question but do you have ID, ma'am," the
waiter said, looking at Maddie.

   Part 11

   "ID?"

   At that moment, the thought struck Maddie as the funniest thing ever. 
She was bare assed naked in a fancy restaurant and they were asking her for
ID.  The tension of the past few minutes were too much to handle and the
young woman started laughing hysterically.

   "You want my ID?  I'm freaking walking naked through New York City,
being stared at by hundreds of people and you won't serve me alcohol?"
Maddie got the words out between howls of laughter.  The other diners could
not figure out what was going on but Deidre started laughing too.  Even
McFlone began to chuckle, though the waiter looked worried.

   "I'll just take a coke then," she said, trying to stop laughing.  "I
left my purse in the car and the only other place I could keep ID would be
up my ass."

   That pushed her over the edge and she put her hands over her face in
humiliation and laughter, a strange mix.  The waiter got away quickly,
leaving the threesome laughing.  Finally, when the laughter subsided,
McFlone spoke first.

   "Look, Deidre and Maddie, I guess I owe you both an apology," he said,
looked ashamed.  "I wasn't being very thoughtful to your situation here and
obviously I have no idea what you are going through.  If you would like, I
will call the limo driver and we can leave immediately."

   The two women looked at each other and nodded.  "No thank you, McFlone,
we'll stay," Deidre said.  And the three colleagues, one clothed man and
two beautiful naked women, began having a nice dinner.

   There was no denying that every moment of their meal was watched by
dozens of eyes, men and women.  And many of those watching could not deny a
stirring inside, watching two nude women eat, drink and have a wonderful
time.  It turns out that the host allowed Maddie to drink alcohol without
ID so the wine flowed.  The women joked and laughed and ate and ate. 
McFlone was right, the linguine was superb and the wine made everything a
little bit better.

   As the evening progressed, Maddie drank more wine then she normally
would.  Being a pretty small woman, soon she was drunk.  Not so drunk as to
be incoherent or unconscious, but she had totally lost her inhibitions. 
She talked loudly, drawing eyes of many in the room to her bare breasts
which bounced as she spoke.  If there had been no tablecloth, everyone
would have seen her knees spread beneath the table in a very unladylike
way.

   Finally the dinner was over.  McFlone paid the check, leaving the waiter
a very generous tip (on the college credit card, of course).  The waiter
counted himself lucky: spending the evening with two beautiful naked women
was tip enough in his eyes.  He was glad that he, not Marco, his gay
friend, had gotten this table.  The female flesh on display would have been
wasted on Marco.

   It was a very different Maddie leaving then had entered.  Instead of
embarrassed and demure, the nude girl strutted past the other diners, many
of who had only glimpsed her bare shoulders from behind or possible got a
view of her bare breasts.  Now they got a full view and the girl winked at
a few of the men who made eye contact with her.

   It took some effort for Deidre and McFlone to guide the girl out of the
restaurant.  The limo was there waiting and Maddie piled in, oblivious to
the view that she presented the people gaping at her from the sidewalk. 
Deidre slid in as unobtrusively as she could and sat next to her friend. 
McFlone, again thanking his lucky stars, sat across from the beautiful
nudes.

   "What a great night, yep, a great night," Maddie said, babbling like
some drunk people do.  "You know what, McFlone, you have not asked me to
present since I got here.  Nope, no presenting.  And no relief either."

   Deidre and McFlone exchanged looks.  "What do you mean, Maddie," Deidre
asked.

   "Doesn't he find me sexy," Maddie asked innocently of Deidre.  "Don't
you, McFlone?  Don't you get hard when you see me like this, all naked and
my puss on view?"

   "Um, of course Maddie, it's just not something I thought of," the man,
obviously uncomfortable, said.

   "Well, I would do it, you know," Maddie said, with the self-righteous
speech of the drunk.  "Yep, I would present and give relief, no problem. 
You should ask me sometime."

   McFlone looked at Deidre, who was motionless.  Then, she nodded her
approval to the man.

   "Ok Maddie, please present to me."

   "Oh goodie," the nude girl said.  Without a thought, she put one bare
foot against the window and spread the other over Deidre's bare legs.  With
the index and middle finger of her right hand, she spread open her lips,
revealing the inner pinkness.

   Despite having seen many pussies during his tenure at BSC, McFlone was
still speechless at the sight of Maddie's bare sex open and inviting his
gaze.  Maddie smiled but did not seem fazed by the act.  She held her pose
for a few moments and then said, "Can I do another one?"

   "Um, sure."

   "Great." This time, the girl got on all fours and taking each ass cheek
in her hand, spread them open, revealing a clean brown asterisk between
them with her pink lips peeking beneath.  It was a sight that no man would
ever get used to seeing.

   After a few minutes, Maddie turned around.  "I guess you need relief now
huh," she said, easing off the seat and onto her knees in front of McFlone.

   "Wait a minute," Deidre said and even McFlone put up a bit of a fight.
"Having sex with a drunk woman who is a subordinate is not a good idea,
folks."

   "I'm not drunk," Maddie said indignantly.  "Well, maybe a little.  But I
know what I am doing and the BSC rules clearly state that a man can ask for
relief at any time.  Trust me, I read them."

   Deidre and McFlone again exchanged worried looks but finally the woman
nodded.  "Yeah," Maddie said, reaching for McFlone zipper and undoing it.
In a few movements, the man's aching erection popped free and Maddie held
it by the base.

   "Well, it's nice to see your dick for once, after all, you've gotten
quite an eyeful of me for the past day." The whole time she gently massaged
the man's organ, her eyes making sexy contact with his, her tongue licking
her lips seductively.  "How about I make this happen a little faster?"

   With that, she bent over and took the soft penis into her mouth, hearing
a gasp above her.  She felt the power that all women feel over men in this
position.  She could do anything now and he would go along, wanting to fill
her mouth with his seed.

   Slowly she licked the bottom of his shaft and she felt his body quiver
and heard a soft moan escape from her mouth.  Throughout her young life,
boys have told her that she was a natural at this but she figured it was
just what they say to get her to want to do it more.  Still, she liked
doing it and giving pleasure.  That and the power went well together.

   She moved her mouth up and down the shaft, causing it to moisten.  Her
hand stayed at the base and pumped methodically.  She knew that McFlone,
treated to nudity all day and her little presentation a few moments ago,
was probably ready to burst.  Then she used a little trick she had learned,
taking her other hand and squeezing his balls firmly.

   "AHHH," came the noise from above and she readied herself for the stream
of sperm being expelled from the man.  She continued sucking, hungrily
accepting every drop that he was willing to give her.  Although she knew
that some girls did not care for the taste of sperm, she was not one of
them.  It was a good taste, like a job well done.

   Finally she felt McFlone soften in her mouth and his body go limp.  She
pulled her mouth off of the man's now flaccid penis and gently tucked it
back into his pants, zipping up just as the limo pulled into the hotel.

   "Was that good, Sir," she asked, all smiles and innocent charm.

   "Uh yes Maddie, very good," he said back.

   "Thanks!" Maddie pushed the limo door open and exited the car, not
waiting for her car mates.  Deidre, who was spellbound from the scene she
had just witnessed, grabbed both purses and followed her out.  It took all
of his strength but McFlone got out as well, remembering to pull a wad of
money from his wallet to tip the driver, who winked at the man.

   A new crowd had gathered in the lobby and they were surprised to see the
nude women walking in so casually.  The folks who had been there for the
departure seemed happy to be there again for the arrival home.  The trio,
one very worn out man with two very naked girls, headed for the elevator
and their rooms.  Deidre and Maddie parted with McFlone and headed to their
adjoining room.

   "Good night, Maddie," Deidre said, as Maddie lay down in the bed.

   "Please Deidre, can't you join me," Maddie asked, an innocent grin on
her face.  Her baby blue eyes seemed to be begging the other woman.

   A smile flashed across the other woman's face.  "I thought you would
never ask," she said, as she slid into bed and the two women embraced.  The
car ride was just the beginning for the girls who picked up where they left
off prior to their naps.



   Part 12

   The morning light shone through the window of the room, shining right
into Deidre's face.  The two women had been too into their intimacy to
worry about the blinds last night and now it was shining brightly into the
room.  Moaning at the intrusion into her sleep, Deidre climbed over the
naked body of her bedmate and pulled the curtains shut.

   She glanced over at the clock and saw that it was just after 6. 
Normally she was an early riser but Maddie had kept her up late last night,
doing extraordinary things.  For her part, Deidre could not believe that
Maddie had never been with a woman before yesterday.  She was a wonderful
lover who had brought Deidre to more orgasms then she had ever experienced
during one session.

   Although she figured she might fall back asleep if she lay down beside
Maddie, Deidre instead headed for her adjoining room to get ready for the
day.

   It was a common misconception among people, especially other women, that
a naked girl needed less time to get ready than a clothed one.  Deidre
thought that was crazy.  Yes, it was true that she didn't have to pick out
an outfit, shoes, etc.  However, if a girl going to school in jeans and a
sweatshirt did not want to shave her legs or under her arms, she didn't
have to.  No one would know the difference.  However, being naked was like
putting a spotlight on those areas and she would never want to be seen with
hair in places where she should be shaved.

   That added a lot of time to her getting ready, she thought as she
stepped into the warm shower.  She loved hotels and their unlimited supply
of hot water.  Despite being nude for nearly ten years, Deidre still felt
cold a lot and loved a warm shower.  Especially here, so far away from
home, a warm shower provided the covering that a naked girl lacked.

   Showering took some time as Deidre lathered up her legs and shaved them,
followed by her pubes and then her underarms.  She then shampooed her hair
and rinsed before draining the water.  She then put the plunger into the
drain and let the water run into the bath tub.

   Although the BSC girls love being naked for the most part, they do need
to learn to protect their body and love it as much as possible.  That's why
Deidre was reaching for her bag of bath salts.  She was looking forward to
lying in the bath and letting her skin get fresh and clean.  After walking
naked through life, she always looked forward to the chance of letting her
skin recuperate a bit in a bath.

   Lying now in the warm bath, filled with pleasant smelling salts, Deidre
thought back to the events of the past two days.  Although she was deeply
in love with her husband, she knew that there was something to this thing
she was having with Maddie.  Sure, nearly every BSC girl had lesbian
encounters: it was par for the course with all of the nudity and female
sexuality expressed at the school.  But she felt a spark with Maddie that
she had never felt before, a love that she could not explain.  She wondered
how it would work once Maddie was at BSC full-time.

   Slowly Deidre rubbed at her sex, which felt tired but got excited
immediately.  The woman smiled, happy at her response.  Despite hours of
full-on sex last night, she was responding like a girl who had gone a week
without.  BSC has a way of making a girl realize her sexual potential.

   Examining her body in the tub, Deidre was happy with herself.  All of
these years of total and complete nudity had done wonders for her body. 
Her skin glistened in its natural state and her breasts were firm despite
(or maybe because of) not having a bra to encase them for all of these
years.  Her legs were long and toned from the rigorous walking of the
campus and the exercise program that she received from a BSC trainer upon
arrival.  Her stomach was flat, not bad for a girl in her mid-30s, she
thought.  Not as good as the body lying in bed just next door but all in
all, a great package, she thoughts.  Certainly kept her husband happy!

   She felt the water getting cold and knew that it was time to go out and
face the day.  No matter how often she was naked in public, it was never
easy for her to face a day out there among non-BSC people.  Even though she
loved being naked and never regretted her decision a day in her life,
Deidre still hated those times when she had to interact with those outside
of the BSC campus.  To see women in pretty skirts or pants or smart looking
suits made her feel a bit inferior.  After all, how could a naked girl
stand up to a woman in an important suit and heels and hose, etc.?  Of
course she knew that answer and believed in her whole heart that nudity was
the answer for women, but she was still a girl and loved seeing pretty
clothes and sometimes still wondered how she would look in something that
another girl was wearing.

   She dried off without wrapping a towel around her (a BSC girl never
covers up, even with a towel) and grabbed the phone conveniently placed in
her bathroom.

   "Yes, room service.  Can I get a pot of coffee and two bowls of fruit?
Yes, please leave it in the hallway outside my room.  Thank you."

   Although she technically should never hide in her room, Deidre admitted
that she just didn't feel like showing herself to the boy who delivered the
room service.  She knew that Maddie would be feeling the effects of the
hangover from last night and would need the coffee and some nourishment. 
She also wanted to delay the gawking from the rest of the attendees at the
conference for just a bit longer if she could.

   While she waited for the room service, Deidre dried her hair and put it
up in a ponytail.  She also applied minimal makeup, agreeing that some was
appropriate but too much was covering up, going against the basic tenets of
a BSC education.

   Heading into her room, she saw that it was nearly 8, just one hour to
the first session of the conference.  McFlone was probably still sleeping
off that amazing moment in the limo, she figured.

   Deidre headed to her door and peeked out.  Seeing the tray, she undid
the latch locking her door and scampered out to get the tray.  Bending over
to retrieve it, she knew the view that anyone across from her would have
but seeing no one she did what she had to do to get it and carry it in. 
She eased back into her room and closed the door.

   She noticed her heart still beat hard in her chest when she went outside
nude.  You would think that a girl would get used to it but society's norms
were the way she lived for the first 25 years of her life and it was hard
to get past that.

   She carried the tray into Maddie's room and placed it softly on the
table.  Pouring two cups of coffee, she took a sip from one and then
tiptoed over to the bed and placed her hand on the bare shoulder of her
young friend.

   "Maddie, sweetheart, time to wake up," she whispered, knowing that
Maddie's head might be pounding.

   "Oh God," the younger girl groaned.  "Is it really morning already?"

   Deidre nodded, handing the girl a fresh cup of coffee.  "Here is some
black coffee, I figured you would need it." Maddie sat up, her bare breasts
poking out from beneath the covers.  Deidre gasped despite herself. 
Maddie's breasts were so cute, with nipples that begged to be sucked on,
like a lollipop.  She restrained herself from latching on but could not
help but stare.

   For her part, Maddie was oblivious to the stares from her new lover. 
She was too foggy in the head.

   After taking a sip of coffee, she said, "Did I get drunk last night?"

   "Yes, afraid so," Deidre said.  "You seemed to really enjoy that wine."

   Maddie nodded and took another sip of coffee.  The caffeine and the
sunshine filtering in was doing the trick of waking her.  Then she groaned
again.

   "Did I really give my boss a blowjob in the limo last night?"

   "Uh, yeah, afraid that is also true," Deidre said.  "Although you seemed
like you really wanted to and that you really enjoyed it."

   "I did really want to and I did really enjoy it," she said with a coy
smile.  "Just probably not the best career move."

   "Maybe not in the rest of the world but in the world of Blanke Schande,
it's not a big deal," Deidre said, putting the girl at ease.  "I have had
sex with McFlone, and most of the rest of the English faculty, many times.
It's a part of life and BSC."

   Maddie's face turned from sexy to sullen.  "So, what happened between us
was just par for the course at Blanke Schande," she said, a tone of
annoyance.  "Funny, it seemed like it meant something to me."

   "You are misunderstanding me, honey," Deidre said, sliding her body onto
the bed and against her naked friend.  "Yes it is true that there is sex
for sex -(TM)s sake at BSC, what we have feels different to me somehow.  I
can't explain it but it is true."

   The younger girl's face brightened.  "Good, I was worried that I was
just some silly girl placing way too much importance on a one-night stand,"
she said.  "I really, really love you, Deidre.  I can't believe I am saying
it but I do."

   The two girls leaned towards one another and, just before kissing
passionately, Deidre whispered, "I love you too, Maddie."

   The kiss lasted a minute or so.  Just as Maddie's hand started to wander
down Deidre's nude body, the older woman broke the kiss.

   "Whoa there, Miss, I have already showered this morning and we are
running late for the conference," she said, getting to her feet.  "There
will be plenty of time for that stuff later, trust me."

   With that, she dished some fruit into a bowl and handed it to Maddie. 
"Here, have some breakfast," she said.  "You'll need your strength later."

   While they ate, the two chatted about the goings on of last night and
what was to come.  "I really like Brian and feel like I cheated on him,"
Maddie said.

   "Well, you shouldn't," Deidre replied.  "I don't feel like I cheated on
my husband with you.  Any man dating or married to a BSC girl has to get
used to these kinds of things."

   Maddie was blushing now and Deidre asked what was wrong.  "Um, this is a
weird question, but how was I?"

   Now it was Deidre's turn to blush.  "Well, you were the best lover I
have ever had, man or woman," she said.  "I have never cum like that in my
life."

   "Oh good, me neither.  That makes me so happy."

   The younger girl hopped out of bed and hugged her friend.  "I hope to
get more practice at it though," she said as she strutted into the
bathroom, knowing that her lover was watching.

   "Damn these conferences," Deidre said under her breath, wishing she
could climb back into bed with Maddie.



   Part 13

   Day two of the conference seemed a bit less crowded then the first.  The
two nude women still stood out of course.  They tried to act naturally
despite the dozens of eyes feasting upon them.  Just before 9, McFlone
joined them.  He looked disheveled, as if he had just woken.

   "Good morning ladies," he said in a bit of a mumble.

   "Good morning, McFlone," Deidre said.  Maddie gave an embarrassed smile.
The man noticed.

   "Maddie, please don't be embarrassed by what happened last night," he
said.  "You were outstanding and trust me, I hope to enjoy that type of
thing again, but it was not a problem.  I mean professionally."

   The young girl smiled and nodded.  "Thanks, McFlone, I was a bit
worried," she said.

   The trio pulled out the schedule for the day.  McFlone and Deidre each
pointed out the sessions they were interested in attending.  Maddie pointed
to a different one.

   "Feminist literature sounds interesting," she said.

   Deidre nodded.  "I thought so too but I did a semester in college on
feminist thought," she said, "so I think I will pass on that one.  Let's
exchange notes."

   The three parted, giving Maddie pause.  She hadn't been naked here at
the conference alone thus far and she felt a bit nervous.  All eyes were on
her.  At least with Deidre around she felt that they both received the
stares.  Now it was just her and she felt nude anew.  The carpet felt
strange against her bare feet.  The lanyard, hanging around her neck,
seemed to press into vulnerable spots atop her breasts.  The air itself
seemed to tickle her bare body.

   Entering the room, she heard some gasps.  Trying to act inconspicuous,
she slid into a chair midway up over towards a wall.  She crossed her legs
at the knees and self-consciously crossed her arms over her breasts.  Good,
she thought, now the only thing they can really see if my back and my side.
No harm there.

   The room filled up, though no one sat in her row.  She saw nasty looks
coming her way, different from the looks of lust and interest she had been
receiving.  The hostile feeling in the room forced her to nearly double up
into a ball, trying to will herself smaller.

   "Good morning all and welcome to our first session.  I am Meryle
Langdon, head of the department of English at Jones College, one the oldest
and most respected women's colleges in the country.

   "I am surprised to see that we are joined by a slu...  I mean professor,
from Blanke Schande College, that wonderful bastion of male sex fantasies,"
the speaker said, boring her eyes towards Maddie.  The speaker's comments
caused everyone to look over at her now as well.  "Miss, the Using Porno as
Literature session must be in another room.  This is the feminist
literature session.  Oh well, since you are here, you might as well learn
something.  Maybe you'll put some clothes on."

   Maddie was mortified.  The room filled with laughter at her.  This was
the first time that she had been forced to experience discrimination and
taunting because of her nudity.  She prayed for the ground to open up and
swallow her whole.  Meryle began her talk but Maddie barely heard a word.
She just wanted the hour to be over so she could rejoin Deidre and maybe
escape from these mean people.

   Finally the talk wrapped up to loud applause.  Maddie grabbed her stuff
and rushed out of the room, hearing the speaker say, "What, naked one, no
questions for me?  I guess she's running to the gift shop to buy a robe."

   Tears streamed down Maddie's cheeks as she entered the gathering area.
McFlone reached her first and was startled by her tears and her shaking
hands.  Deidre was there a moment later.  Between the two of them, they got
the story of what had happened.

   "Meryle Langdon, that bitch," Deidre said.  "She and I went to grad
school together.  Wait until I get a piece of her."

   As it happened, the woman passed by.  Deidre grabbed her by the arm. 
"Hi there Meryle, interesting talk I hear," the nude woman said.

   "Get off of me, Barone, just because you and your kind don't mind
showing your tits and pussy to every man you see doesn't mean the rest of
us should have to deal with you," the woman said.

   "Interesting feminism you practice, Meryle," Deidre said.  "Women are
free to make any choice they want, as long as it's the choice that the
feminists wish them to make."

   "You know that is not the point," Meryle spat at her.  "You are just
pawns of the men in charge at Blanke Schande who like having little co-eds
and hot teachers running around campus bare assed and bare titted."

   "Well Meryle, at least my school has a female president.  And yes, she
does have tits and a pussy and she shows them off every day of the week. 
But you know what, she is more of a female role model then you will ever
be. She would never have made fun of another woman for a choice she made.
You are a disgrace to the feminist movement and sadly have not changed one
iota since grad school.  Once a bitch, always a bitch.  But listen to me.
If you ever again hurt my friend here, you will wish that you hadn't. 
Understood?"

   With that, Deidre released her grip on the woman's arm.  While trying to
stand firm, Maddie noticed that Meryle's knees were quivering along with
her lower lip.

   Deidre turned away from her nemesis and grabbed hands with Maddie, who
gripped the hand back and smiled bravely.

   "Let's go and get some coffee," Deidre said.  McFlone, once again amazed
at the strength of the Blanke Schande women, followed along.



   Part 14

   Maddie made sure she stuck close to Deidre for the rest of the day. 
Though most of the attendees were nice on the surface and chatted with the
BSC professors during the breaks, many glared at the nude women.  Maddie
recognized some of the same glarers from the session on feminism and
wondered if they had felt that way before the presenter had made such a big
stink.

   It was another surreal lunch in the life of Madeline O'Brien as she sat
in a formal dining room, her bare butt directly on the soft cushion of the
chair, her bare legs brushing the table cloth, her breasts open to the air
above the table, her erect nipples poking straight across the table at her
meal companions.  She had been naked for two days now and was still not
quite used to it.

   The rest of the afternoon passed and for the most part Maddie was able
to ignore her nudity and concentrate.  One particular speaker combined
literature and drama in amazing ways and the soon to be professor filled
several pages of her notebook with copious amounts of information.  She
definitely felt that she could utilize this person's work in her classroom
next year.

   This was the only session that Deidre had not accompanied Maddie on,
begging off to see an old friend in another session.  Alone and absorbed in
the material, Maddie was oblivious to the fact that many men near her were
staring at her.  Her adorable innocent face, alive with curiosity and the
burning need to know more, sat atop a wonderful body with breasts that
stood firm on her chest, her nipples poking straight ahead towards the
speaker.  As she sat, they noticed that she had tucked her left leg up and
under her bare butt, raising her body higher in the seat.  For many of the
men (and the lesbians) in attendance, it was hard to concentrate on
anything but the young beauty in their midst.

   After the talk, Maddie waited until most of the room had emptied. 
Previously she had exited right away, wanting to be further away from the
prying eyes.  But this time she wanted to meet the speaker and, summoning
all of her courage, she walked to the front of the room where he was
putting away his things.

   "Excuse me, Sir," she said, getting his attention.  The speaker seemed
surprised when he looked up and saw a naked young woman in front of him. 
As his eyes went from his materials to the person in front of him, the
first thing he saw was her bare vagina, sitting just above the table top.

   "Oh my, hello miss," he said.  "I thought I noticed a nude girl out
there in the seats but I wasn't sure.  The light was so bright.  What is
your story?"

   "Um, well, Dr.  Johnstrum, I am Madeline O'Brien and I begin teaching at
Blanke Schande College in the fall and..." she began.

   "Ah, Blanke Schande, I know it well," he said with a grin.  "I should
have known.  Is that dastardly McFlone here too?"

   "Yes, he is here and so is Deidre Barone," she answered.

   "Deidre Barone!  What a wonderful woman," he said, his eyes not focusing
on her now, as if her were remembering something about Deidre.  "How can I
help you, young Ms.  O'Brien?"

   "Well, I really enjoyed your talk and I was wondering if..." she said
before he interrupted.

   "Wait a second," he said, raising a hand and his eyes roaming from her
breasts to her bare vagina.  "Climb up on the table and spread your legs
and present to me while you ask me your question."

   Maddie's face got red with shame.  All she wanted was to ask this man,
whose talk she had respected, for some helpful advice from one professional
to another.  Now she was reduced to a sex object and she felt dirty.

   "I really don't want to," she said, holding her book over her breasts.

   "Well, I thought BSC women had to obey any respectful request for
presenting," the man said softly.

   "Yes, but it doesn't seem appropriate here, in this room, away from the
BSC campus," she said, though of course she had never set foot on campus
and she had presented in plenty of other locations.

   "OK, no problem, tell McFlone I said hello and we will catch up soon,"
he said, standing.

   Maddie's head was spinning.  If he told McFlone and McFlone thought that
she was unwilling to present, a reasonable request of a BSC girl as
Johnstrum had said, maybe he would rescind her job offer.  Although she had
hoped that she had proven herself over the past two days, she was still
just a nervous recent grad in need of a job.

   "Wait, I'll present as you have asked," she said, her voice quivering.
"You are right, it is a reasonable request."

   The man sat down as Maddie put her books on the table and, stepping her
bare feet on a nearby chair, climbed up, her vagina now eye level to the
man sitting in front of her.  She spread her feet apart, further apart then
her shoulders and pressed her hips forward, almost shoving her now spread
vagina in his face.

   "Ah, excellent," he said, taking a deep breath.  Maddie was disgusted by
his action, as if he were breathing in her pussy odor.  "Now, go on."

   "Um, well, I was wondering how to go about beginning a project like you
described," she said.  Johnstrum, never taking his eyes from the bare
vagina in his face, answered the question and the two had one of the most
unusual conversations that Maddie had ever had.  Just as he had been during
his lecture, Johnstrum was engaging and interesting and even in her unusual
and somewhat degrading position, she found herself excited to be in the
conversation.

   "Thank you, Madeline, you may stop presenting," the man said.

   He stood and offered her a hand down from the table.  As demurely as she
could, she stepped down from the table top and shook the man's hand.

   "No, thank you, Dr.  Johnstrum," she said, her eyes on his even if his
were on her firm breasts.  "I have learned so much.  Do you have a card in
case I need to contact you?"

   The man's eyes sparkled as he showed surprise that the girl had bounced
back so quickly from his attempt to embarrass her.  For that matter, she
was surprised by it too.  Perhaps this two-day exposure was giving her a
bit of a tough skin, no pun intended.

   "Sure, Madeline, here you go, though I have no idea where you will put
it," he said with a smile, pushing the card towards her.  She smiled back
and turned to slide the card into her binder.

   The two walked out and were met in the hallway by McFlone and Deidre. 
"Jake Johnstrum, you old bastard, how are you," McFlone asked, slapping the
man on the back.

   "Great McFlone, great, and hello to you too, Deidre," he said, taking
her hand and kissing it.  Uncharacteristically, the woman blushed and
stumbled a bit when replying, "Wonderful to see you too, Jake." Maddie
noticed the sparks flying and knew right away that these two had a history
and maybe a present.

   "Well, if you have no dinner plans, perhaps you can join the three of
us," McFlone said.

   "Actually, Maddie and I have alternate dinner plans tonight, McFlone,
sorry that I forgot to tell you," Deidre said, giving her nude friend a
look that implied that she should back her up.

   "Uh, yeah, McFlone, I asked Deidre for some help and we are going to
have dinner back in the room," Maddie said, sensing relief from the other
woman.

   "Well then, Johnstrum, I guess it's just you and me if you are
interested," McFlone said.  He added, "though I am sure there is less
incentive now."

   The men laughed but agreed to dinner.  At the elevator, the three BSC
professors, one clothed male and two naked females, took one up while
Johnstrum went down to get a reservation.

   Once at their floor, McFlone asked again.  "Are you sure you guys don't
want to come with us?"

   "No, we're good, thanks," Deidre said, giving her colleague a hug as
Maddie unlocked the door to her room.  The two nudes went in and closed the
door.

   "What was that about," Maddie asked.

   "Oh, Jake and I have, um, well a history," Deidre began.  "Not a good
idea for a married woman like me to have dinner with a former lover."

   "I see," Maddie said, her face forming a pout.  "So it has nothing to do
with you wanting me in bed again tonight?"

   The other nude looked at the younger girl with lust in her eyes.  "Well,
there is that too."

   Maddie lay on the bed and spread her legs.  "Ok then, I'm ready."

   Deidre climbed between the spread legs being offered to her and grinned.
"This is better then any dinner they have downstairs," she said, placing
her tongue on the lips before her.

   "AAHH," Maddie said, her fingers entwining themselves in her lover's
hair as the night's festivities began.