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In October I returned from my mission to Colorado. I worked for a couple of months at home in Illinois to earn some money, and then in January I headed out to Provo to resume my college career.
My good friend who returned from his mission at the same time I did and I went around visiting some of our old ward members who now japan hotporn babes in Provo, and one of those was a sister from my home ward who worked in the Harris Fine Arts Center. As we were talking, she kept kind of looking at me funny, as if she were sizing me up or something.
Taking my Clothes off at BYU
Then she asked me if I wanted a job. It was recessionary naked sort of like nowand I did need a job. So what was the job? Girls model for the art department.
Taking my Clothes off at BYU – By Common Consent, a Mormon Blog
She was the department secretary. What did I know? There was a little locker room to change in; it was just like the little locker room at the hospital I worked at before my mission where I would change into surgical scrubs I sterilized surgical instruments for about six months pre-mission.
Basically I just took my clothes off, slipped on a speedo which the department issuedand put on a robe.