“Why?”“I don’t know. They are both focused on pieces of paper, but the one on the left looks ... I don’t know ... deeper somehow.”“Which...one would be easier to draw?”“Probably the one on the right,” Danny said after taking a moment to study both images.“Why?”“It’s simpler.”“Yes. It’s simpler. The paper is flat and lifeless. It is just there. The paper in the other picture has a complex texture to it. The wrinkles in the paper produce a myriad of shadows so that it just isn’t a plain piece of. His eyes heated a bit and I was sure he made note of every little breath, every expression and every change of color in my cheeks. He seemed the type of man who would miss absolutely no detail. I finally unearthed my voice from the recesses to which it had fled and managed to squeak out a response. ‘A… meeting. I’m late for a meeting.’ He raised an eyebrow. I sighed. ‘My boss and I are meeting a client, and I can’t afford to mess this up.’ A slow sexy smile slid across his face. ‘Not even. I was single at the point and was happy to talk to her again. Our conversations centered on our failed romance and slowly rekindled. We talked about being back together. It was a viable option with me only being about an hour and a half away. Due to weekends being only available, we'd fool around on the phone. Dirty texts, dirty pictures. She had grown to be a full figured woman. It seemed like her legs had grown out, her ass more beautiful, her breasts larger. She still had the. As we walk down the hall you can hear different movies playing in some of the rooms. I wanted so bad to peak at who and what was going on in the rooms. We go in our little room and close the door. The movie is playing. There was a little bench seat. We sit. I'm looking around. I see a Kleenex dispenser on the wall and a trash can in the corner. I think, how funny, they come in here and jerk off. I peaked in the trash can, it was empty. I think I felt a little disappointed. Now we are watching.