intriguess
sexual catalyst
- Joined
- Sep 3, 2000
- Posts
- 11,683
I cursed my damn luck. Here I was with the greatest job in the world restoring gorgeous paintings and I needed a live model. Not only that but a male model, one that would be willling to pose nude, had the body of a god, and was uncircumsized? was my boss insane? Her boss had already made the arrangements saying she had already found the perfect model.
So here I was staring at the painting, cleaning up my brushes, and then picking up my sketch pad and heading to the private studio where everything was set up.
I got there early and made sure the lighting was right. I was busy sharpening my pencils when he stepped into the room and tossed off his robe as if being naked was his prefered state.
So here I was staring at the painting, cleaning up my brushes, and then picking up my sketch pad and heading to the private studio where everything was set up.
I got there early and made sure the lighting was right. I was busy sharpening my pencils when he stepped into the room and tossed off his robe as if being naked was his prefered state.
Last edited: