. um ... one thing ... You might not like everything you see and ... um...”“Look, just set up your scene and I’ll set up mine. We can flip a coi... to see who goes first.” With that she started setting up her easel and sketchbook while I started working on the drapery the way I imagined it.“This bed is perfect. How did you manage this?”“That Watteau painting you said you liked when we were talking about drapery—The Toilet. And the picture you showed me by Boucher—Resting Maiden. This reminded me. Good GirlNow stand before me hands behind your back and look at me. I pulled out a voice recorder and put it on the table, I looked at her and told her that the questions I asked, I may know the answers to as I had been in her house a few times before , Her answers would relate to her daughters well being, so honesty would be the best policy. I turned on the recorder.Sarah, describe your hair to me and when it was last cut – she hesitated and I looked at her, we have until 1:00 to go through. Without hesitation I moved straight toward her and we began to passionately kiss. "I didn't think you'd have the nerve" she exclaimed before we resumed a passionate kiss. I moved my hands up to her ample bosom. The slut was slender but her tits large and incredibly pert. I was sure she'd push my hand away but instead she unfastened an extra button on her blouse before occupying her hands with my now bulging cock. Within seconds her tits were exposed over her bra through the unbuttoned blouse. ." Oh, so what did you want to talk about?" He finished his beer and put his hand out for another. I passed it over and waited while he popped the top and then sat forward with his elbows on his knees."Can... is this something I can get into?" he asked hesitantly."Well, it has to be both of you," I replied. "Jen has to be interested and agree to anything that happens." Yeah... yeah, I was thinking that," he nodded. "We have talked about trying something like that, I just didn't know how to.