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I knew immediately Nicole was behind all this by the way she signed the text message. "Your friend from the lake". I started pacing back and forth the small dressing room, when I got an idea. The supply room! I could cover myself with the large sheets of paper used for paintings. I ran to ...

Nicole had given me an idea. Paper towels! I checked to see how may were in the dispenser. Damn it! None! I checked the stalls for toilet paper. One roll was completely empty, while the other had about four squares left. Not enough to conceal anything. Only the dryer on the wall was available to any...

The elevator doors opened and I saw my clothes for the first time since they were pilfered. They were still sitting on the information desk, twenty feet away. The desk was now occupied by a member of the college staff, and had several students standing in line in front of it. So close and yet so far...

I couldn't believe what I was thinking, but the curiosity about what Nicole might come up with next, got the best of me, so I read her latest text message. KAREN.....WHAT DO YOU SAY WE CALL A THIRTY MINUTE TRUCE.....WE CAN MEET ON THE THIRD FLOOR FOR A WHILE.....THEN YOU CAN RESUME TRYING TO FIND YO...

Nicole looked at me, took my hands in hers, and replied, "Because we're lonely, Karen. You and me. Because we're both lonely". Taken back by her answer, I attempted to divulge my difference of opinion, and replied, "I'm not lonely Nicole", knowing that deep down, she was right. I...

I had posed many times for Old Man Akers' art classes, and at least seven times for him privately. He would say it relaxed him to paint life models for his own collection, but I think he was just a dirty old man. He would call out, "You can remove your robe now, Karen", then take ten minut...

Nicole and I were studying the painting, when she opened up the photos she had taken of me wearing nothing but the tank top,on her phone. We started to compare them to Professor Akers' painting, when she casually mentioned, "You don't seem to be in much of a hurry to put your clothes back on, K...

The professor, still peering over his glasses, looked at Nicole, then at me, letting out his usual. "Mmmm". I wanted to grab my clothes and put them on as quickly as possible. to conceal my shame, but remained frozen, as the professor cleared his scratchy throat and began to speak. "Y...

Once I regained my composure, what I noticed hanging on the inside walls of the exhibit, immediately captured my attention. Sure, there was a stool placed in the middle of the space, along with an easel, complete with fresh canvas, and a chair for the artist, all of which were unnerving, but it was ...

Miss Sullivan looked at me with an expression of approval, as Professor Akers asked me to come over and meet the three girls he was talking with. I joined him and the girls, when one of the asked, "What's it like?" I knew she meant, "What was it like to be naked in a room full of clot...