Would that be a problem? I need a portrait of me disrobed." "I've done dozens of nudes. Most have gone to overseas markets. Some are in New York and C...icago. But they, admittedly, aren't my usual style. Personal portraits are seldom nudes. However, look at those few over in the corner. You may see how well I work from life, and with nudity." She went over to the corner. I could see her smiling as she pulled back the coverings from several paintings. Presently, she returned to me, held out her. ’ ‘I know and I should have. I feel like a complete jerk for that.’ ‘It’s all water under the bridge, We can’t change the past.’ ‘Put the past in the past and look forward to the future. So what are you drinking?’ ‘Blue Moon Ale with no orange please.’ ‘Can we have one Blue Moon Ale hold the orange for the lady and a Yuenling for me?’ ‘Coming right up.’ The bartender handed us our drinks. ‘Let’s toast.’ ‘To what?’ ‘To the renewal of a wonderful friendship.’ Roberto raised his glass. ‘To new. .sleepy..’ ‘Sleep, Miss,’ I said sweetly. ‘You must be tired, teaching so many students. Sleep. We will take a break today.’ ‘No, studies are important..’ But before she could complete the sentence, her eyes closed and she fell sideways on her chair like a drooling idiot. I moved my chair a little closer and touched her black hair. She stirred slightly at my touch: a side effect of the drug was that it had made her incredibly horny. I knew that in theory, but to see my superior teacher in such. Ginger started out sucking him steadily but Dan soon realized that she could not concentrate on him because she kept having little orgasms or he would surprise her with a touch or a pinch that would cause her to lift her face away from her task to moan or scream while he worked away at her cunt using all the skills he had acquired over the years. Dan sensed that she was building toward another big O; wanting it to be as earth shaking as it could be he turned himself around again and thrust his.