Lexi Winters has been standing in an awkward position for the past thirty minutes, naked with her straight long brown hair hanging down to the nape of her back, tickling her. She was fighting the urge to sweep her hair to the front.
‘Just thirty more minutes,’ Lexi told herself, trying not to think about the seventeen art students and a really attractive teacher’s eyes on her body. That morning on her way to class she would have never thought that she would be selling her body for cash, but desperate times called for desperate actions. Her roommate partied hard the previous night and was just to tired to get up. Lexi never even knew her room mate posed nude for the art students. After her roommate told her she will earn fifty dollars per art student sitting in, Lexi had to hear no more.
Shyly she knocked on the classroom door where the art students were already waiting, with easels erected, patiently waiting, ready to paint the first stroke.
“Hi, I am filling in for Milena Kaufman, if you will have me,” Lexi said, not sure how to break the ice.
“Great, we are always happy to have a new subject,” the tall, handsome art teacher said, with a show of hand to the middle of the circle of art students.
“Over here?” Lexi confirmed, already feeling her cheeks turn red.
“Yes, you can take off you’re clothing and drop them to your feet,” the teacher instructed with a deep, irresistible voice.
Lexi nervously took of her brown leather belt and matching brown pumps. With shaky fingers she started to unbutton her dress shirt and dropped it to the floor, she has never been naked in front of anyone, not even other woman.
“And your underwear please,” the teacher requested, as if it was nothing.
Lexi reached to her back and unsnapped her bra, letting it drop to the floor. She reached for her lace white panties that matched her lace bra on the floor and slowly pulled it down to her knees and letting it drop to her feet, stepping out of it.
The teacher walked over, “may I?” He asked permission to touch her so that he can position her.
“Sure,” Lexi said, not sure.
The teacher took her hands and turn her body, steering her by her hands until she was standing in the perfect position, exposing every part of her Innocence, her vulnerability.
“Perfect,” he said, smiling.