Her fingers were long and delicate and the nails were painted a vivid blood red. "would you like to pose for me?" she asked. "You need nude?" "It's...been a while since I've drawn any body. It's all right if you don't want to." "It wouldn't bother you if I was naked?" "Men are all pretty much anatomically the same." I thought about it for a few moments. "All right I'll do it," I said. As she went to get her art supplies I started to dress. Being nude in the middle of my grandmother's. I felt verysophisticated as she watched and directed my every move. She also had mesit telling me to keep my legs together and even to cross my legs. Iasked why but she said I would learn when I got older. This made me evenmore curious but I did not press the issue.After about an hour of that we had lunch. I sat at the table with myhands folded. I was admiring my nails heels and dress so much, my momwent into a drawer and pulled out a small table mirror. "Here, you aresuch a girly girl. Now you. "What's she going to put online?" I blurted out, worried."Slaves don't ask questions," Ayumi said, coming into the kitchen. I winced as she slapped me arse, though it wasn't hard, and she softened it by running her hands up my side, one coming back down to cup my balls with her cold fingers. "But, just so you know, Nicola is going to put that video we took today up on a few of those YouTube-style sites for porn."My jaw dropped and eyes widened in shock. Would she really do that?"Don't worry. My fingers were already running along her soft, delicate skin. The desire to run my tongue over her was there too.Erin looked up with a grin. "Let me guess, she wanted something in return for allowing you to pass?" Erin was something like Renée. Renée would constantly ask if I had added anyone to the family but Erin would almost accuse me of it.I gave her a quick run down of my meeting with the Professor, not only what almost happened but the exchange that occurred after we stopped. Erin looked.