BigRPerGuy
Planetoid
- Joined
- Oct 3, 2011
He had a strong suspicion something was not quite right. Call it a cop’s instinct. He also knew Lizzie was too quiet and casual. She hated not having the last word. He felt had with the whole 17 years old thing. He smirked as he walked up stairs and removed his shirt after she called to him.
In her robe she was standing by the lights she had set up for him to pose. She was leaning against the dresser and as guilty as burglar being caught with the neighbors TV still in his arms. The silk robe was tied tightly around her. He gave her a thorough once over and just smiled.
Elizabeth went to work positioning him where the lighting was best.
“Alright now instead of balling your fists hold onto the desk. Give me the same body language though. AND remember you cannot more alright?”
“Okay Lizzie.” He said with a smile.
Elizabeth began sketching but while she did the shading something seemed amidst. She put down the pencil and went to stand beside him opening the pencil box on the dresser where she kept the other pencils that were best for shading. While there she reminded him he could not move for the sake of her art. That was when she set the pencils she had retrieved onto the dresser and untied the rob letting it fall from her womanly body.
RJ’s eyes almost came out of his head. The glimpse of her body made if clear she was not anything but totally woman and a very attractive and gifted one at that.
That was when she graded the shading pencils and with very deliberate, but subtle, sways of her hips she crossed the room and got back to work.
“Really? You think that is cool? Really? You are freaking unbelievable Lizzie.” He said with extreme sarcasm.
In her robe she was standing by the lights she had set up for him to pose. She was leaning against the dresser and as guilty as burglar being caught with the neighbors TV still in his arms. The silk robe was tied tightly around her. He gave her a thorough once over and just smiled.
Elizabeth went to work positioning him where the lighting was best.
“Alright now instead of balling your fists hold onto the desk. Give me the same body language though. AND remember you cannot more alright?”
“Okay Lizzie.” He said with a smile.
Elizabeth began sketching but while she did the shading something seemed amidst. She put down the pencil and went to stand beside him opening the pencil box on the dresser where she kept the other pencils that were best for shading. While there she reminded him he could not move for the sake of her art. That was when she set the pencils she had retrieved onto the dresser and untied the rob letting it fall from her womanly body.
RJ’s eyes almost came out of his head. The glimpse of her body made if clear she was not anything but totally woman and a very attractive and gifted one at that.
That was when she graded the shading pencils and with very deliberate, but subtle, sways of her hips she crossed the room and got back to work.
“Really? You think that is cool? Really? You are freaking unbelievable Lizzie.” He said with extreme sarcasm.