The Artist (fm:one-on-one, 2755 words) [1/2] show all parts | |||
Author: enjoyable20 | |||
Added: Jan 08 2006 | Views / Reads: 2022 / 1661 [82%] | Part vote: 9.12 (8 votes) | |
Mollie, is taking a painting class. One of her fellow classmates, its simply how to say.. He offers to help her painting skills, and then the deal is that she needs to model for him... | |||
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The ArtistIt had been a long day at work, and now I was sitting in an art studio. The room was set up in a circle, and we had canvases, and plants, and models lying around. Everyone busy painting, with the instructions we had received. I on the other hand, had lost interest in painting what so ever, ever since Francis had joined the class. He had black hair, longer than it should be, a mustache/goatee, brown eyes and stood about 6 feet 3 inches. His face was of an artist, but his body, yelled construction worker. He painted with ease, and did a much better job than I did.
Although I couldn't concentrate, because he had set himself up right in front of my station, where I could stare at his ass, the entire time if I could without anyone knowing. I pictured the room getting warmer, people leaving. Suddenly being alone with him, and I imagined him taking his shirt off to continue painting. I imagined Id strip a few pieces of clothing, and the entire thing would end up with him banging me. I imagined his hands, the way they could touch me. I imagined many things.
I was brought back to reality suddenly. "Hey, do you have some yellow I could use" it was Francis. Never having the chance to talk to him, I said, "Sure give me a second, I'm Mol.." "Mollie! I know" he muttered before I could finish. "Right!" I said handing him a tube of yellow. ...
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