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Tricia stood inside the small hallway at the door to the lobby of a chic women?s spa on Sanford Parkway in the heart of the trendy downtown shopping district. Dean Veronica had paid for a deluxe pampering, then sabotaged her by snatching her clothes and bag and leaving with the car.Now the freshly primped and pretty heiress of S.E.X.I.*stopped to pull herself together after a wonderful massage with a happy ending by the redhead from the caper in Jim Curtin?s chemistry lab.* There was an Uber waiting at the curb, and all she had to do was walk across the lobby and out to the car.She took a look in a nearby mirror and reminded herself that she was wearing just a small S.E.X.I. t-shirt and her flip-flops.* The soft pocket between her legs was still a bit steamy; her smooth naked skin still tingling from the massage and the sexed-up ministrations of a girl she now knew as Anne.**Outside the first door was the spa lobby, then the doors onto to the parkway,*then the door of an Uber with a cool driver waiting.* Tricia took a deep breath. Ditch the flip flops, she told herself and just stride right through, into the Uber outside on the sidewalk.*Just like a rock star.She pushed open the door and without a look to either side, strode quietly through the small lobby, taking no note of the four customers and the receptionist all gazing in astonished wonder at her nude appearance.* The outer door was open and then she was through it and walking toward the empty space with no car.No Uber sat at the curb and Tricia was on the downtown sidewalk naked from the waist of her t-shirt down to her polished tootsies with nothing but a small clear plastic bag between her and the world.* A chorus of whistles and cheers broke out.?Damn that?s fine!??Strut that naked butt, girl.??Hot nude honey! Woot, woot!?*With a small crowd suddenly closing in, Tricia shrieked, then dashed back into the spa, running straight behind the receptionist counter.**?Did you see an Uber at the curb, there was supposed to be an, oh...? Tricia caught her breath, then exploded. "God damn it! She said there was a car*with a cool driver at*the curb. Anne said that."* Had the redhead pranked Anadolu Yakası Escort her now? Or just more of damn Aunt Veronica's dubious doings??The Uber driver had to circle the block*about three minutes ago, but she?ll be back. She?s a sister from S.E.X.I.? the receptionist calmed the half-naked co-ed. ?So are you pledging or something? Isn?t it a bit early or late for that???No, not pledging, not even a dare, just my deviant*aunt?s sex-travagant*sense of humor,? Tricia explained, exasperated.**Finally, a new-ish, nondescript, four-door sedan rolled up to the curb outside and the second naked escape attempt landed the S.E.X.I. heir in the back seat of her ride.* A hand came from the front seat with Tricia?s phone in it.* It was buzzing.*She opened her home page.* It was Veronica, Tricia deleted the call.?Can you take me to my apartment? I think I have cash there,? she asked the driver.*?Sorry, I have to go to the destination on*the app. It?s a contract. I have to take you to the dean?s house, or I could lose my franchise and my job. But she sent*your phone with me.?*?Thanks. You wouldn?t happen to have an extra pair of shorts or a panty in the car, would you???Normally that question would seem a little odd, but seeing how your*circumstances are unusual,? the blonde driver answered, ?are you pledging this weekend or something??Tricia shook her head.* Yes, I?m in college, no I?m not pledging anything!?Anyway, no, I don?t usually keep extra bottoms in the car when I?m working. Sorry,? the blonde turned back to the wheel.?Yeah it?s okay,? Tricia pulled up her contact list and found Danny.* Her phone blurped and a tiny map icon with a dot on it appeared.* She tapped it and a map popped up, Danny?s phone was somewhere near here, about a block away.***********After toweling off from his shower, Jim Curtin was sitting in his robe and thinking about the day when his phone rang*again.* It probably wasn?t going to be a student asking about their finals grade*he assessed.**Since the morning, the chemistry professor at Sanford E. Xavier Institute of Education had gotten a call from the assistant dean who Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan needed an escort to tonight?s faculty BBQ.* Then*Danny Moresby had appeared with a crazy story about Dean Veronica naked in her office, handcuffed to a chair.* **?Hello,? he said.?Jim it?s Melanie again,? the Dean of Admissions replied.?I?m not late, am I???No of course not, but there?s kind of a change in plans,? she said.*?Are we still going with Plan A? Because that?s me.??Well, I have something unusual to ask you, and yes, you are still Plan A.?Unusual was getting to be the norm for the day, the chemistry professor thought.?Thank you, that?s good. What?s up?? he asked her.?Well, you know how a while back there was that complaint about the MAD fraternity that they had managed to make the clothing disappear of some of the girls who attended a party.??Yeah, it was all really embarrassing, because they planned that for a weekend that I was on retreat,? Jim answered.?They actually hired a house mother for the weekend, you remember that I guess?? Melanie asked.?Sure, it was Robert Conners wife.* Is her name Janine?? he replied.?Yes, and she?s something of a legend around campus now,? since the MAD frat party, Melanie thought. She asked him,*?Can you do something for me??*?So you mean*before I pick you up for the barbeque??There was a sigh on the other end of the call and then Melanie said, ?I have to stop Dean Veronica from some dubious*scheme, I don?t know what it is, with her niece Tricia and her boyfriend, your buddy DJ.??Tricia Haynes is Dean Veronica?s niece?* And why DJ? Wait, okay,*I think I know why.*Because he went up to fix a chair in the dean's office,? Jim understood.?Yes,? the assistant dean responded. ?Tricia Xavier Haynes has been taking classes for six semesters, and I got put through the wringer when admissions didn?t catch it. And Veronica?s been fuming about it for days. I called her this morning and she was off to DJ's*and Tricia's apartment already.?Jim was running Danny?s story of the morning through his head. Tricia was apparently off with Veronica, Danny was off to get a suit from Escort Anadolu Yakası Veronica?s trendy chic men?s shop, and what were he and Melanie off to next?*?Anyway, the MAD brothers somehow turned girls costumes into gossamer and glitter, do you remember that???There really was never anything proven, or so that?s what I was told.* I didn't have much to do with the inquiry,? Jim admitted.Melanie paused a moment then, ?Well, Bob Conner, friend and alumni of the MAD fraternity is also a wealthy donor to Sanford E. and there was a need to hush things over because Janine went on a hot wife adventure at the party.??Wow, that was so much that I didn?t think I ever wanted to know, but it certainly explains a lot,?**He'd heard a rumor about*"Lucky" Bob Conner's hotwife, Janine and her*kinky hijinx at the frat*party, but had thought it was just the geek guys*bragging.* *?Janine and I go back a ways, she was at Sanford E. a long time ago. Bob is a friend, too.* And Veronica secretly despises them both.? Melanie was reminiscing*and Jim followed right along.?After everything with the MAD Party blew over, Janine and I had a few cocktails and she told me about the spray that made the girls clothes turn invisible,? the dean of admissions suddenly announced to the chemistry professor.*Jim dropped the phone, literally.* He bent over and picked it up, all the while thinking, what did she just say??I?m not sure I heard that right. You think the nerds at MAD house invented a spray that would turn girls clothes invisible? Wait, damn.?* Jim knew right away who exactly was probably capable of doing just that.*"I think I know someone*who knows where to get hold of that*magic spray,? he confided.*** *"Okay, then can we meet at Janine Connor?s in about fifteen to twenty minutes?* Bob?s out of town as usual and I have this idea that Janine may be just the distraction that Veronica's bar-be-que*needs. It's Saturday and she's probably bored anyway,? Melanie mused.If what they were plotting could work, actually did work, it was going to take a miracle.* Cause only a miracle could make it work.?Fifteen minutes is pushing it. I?ll try to get there in ten,? he told her.When the Assistant Dean used the MAD fraternity crash code, Jim had been floored. Now she*was plotting with him to distract Dean Veronica by making her clothes turn invisible.* If he could have tossed another bomb at that particular party he would never have thought of*hot wife Janine Conner.* And we were still on plan A.**