Brandywine?"Corky strained to remember what had happened that day. "In painting class, we did, er, still lives." But you said that the model has to be...still anyway." No, no, no! Still lives are when we paint apples, skulls, water vases. Studies of light and shadow, you know. Development of color-sense." Why that sounds dreadfully dull!" exclaimed Maggie. "Personally I should much rather paint an unclad person! One so rarely sees those about, whereas I see quite enough apples and vases in my. I had not dressed up for a few weeks - both Sally Anne and I hadbeen busy with work. I was beginning to get a real craving andlonged for Sally Anne to suggest Sonia comes out to play. SallyAnne was the main instigator of my dressing and I knew that forit to be good I had to wait until she wanted it.We were members of a country club and had taken to going thereseveral times a week for tennis or swimming. I had been thereas my male persona who was a member and also as Sonia, a friendof Sally. Pressing both palms of his hands into my flanks, he slowing raised my dress until the cool evening air wafted across the exposed flesh above my stocking tops. He pressed hard against me, preventing my bunched dress from dropping and aided such, dropped both hands down to cluch the hemline, and in doing so, sent the equivlant of an electric shock on my clitoris, as he touched my bare skin.I felt the pressure ease off my buttocks as the hemline of my dress was raised over them and pushed all the. But after a few days I got interested in another experiment. I wanted to find out if I could train it to do tricks. You can’t train an animal without using food to reward it. Right? You see, I know how it is, I’m not crazy. Right? It wouldn’t do anything!!I decided to try out what they have tried with me. I tied it down real good, on it’s back. I took my lamp cord and cut it down so I could use it. I bared some wire. I took a pencil and held it in the gerbil’s mouth. I plugged in the.