Cmnm Monsieur Francois - Gay

“You may dress, Monsieur Gay,” she said at last. “The artist will be pleased. You have understood the assignment. You are not a man undressed. You are a man revealed .”

Madame V. remained clothed. Her assistants remained clothed. The power differential was absolute, geometric, beautiful. CMNM Monsieur Francois Gay

He unfastened the brass button. The zip descended with a dry rasp. He pushed the wool down his thighs, stepped out of them, and folded them as well. Now he stood in simple cotton briefs, socks, and oxford shoes. The socks were navy. The shoes were polished to a mirror shine. “You may dress, Monsieur Gay,” she said at last