Ms. Barnes is standing there with not a stitch of clothing on. What is more odd is that she seems to find this to be unextraordinary, and she still has an "in charge" sort of demeanor. "Well, of course I wouldn't be wearing clothes," she said. "Clothes are for boys!"
There is something weird about this situation, though. Although Ms. Barnes is attractive and not much older than I am, I don't feel more attracted to her than I would be with her clothed. Her own lack of self-consciousness makes her seem no more a sex-object than a Labrador retriever.
Come to think of it, putting clothes on her would seem just as silly. Pretty bodies don't need clothes to make them look better. Women that need it just get plastic surgery, so they all look just fine. I try to picture women going around with clothes on like performing animals, and I kind of want to giggle.
As Ms. Barnes goes on talking to me about how things are going in her department, I get a little bored and start to wish...