I was pleased when she let out a soft exclamation as we neared a small bridge.“I remember this. Your exhibit, right?”“Yeah,” I said with a nod... feeling a sense of pride that she’d remembered.“You sold that one, I think?”Again, I nodded, feeling a slight melancholy. The whole point was to make a living off my art. That didn’t mean it wasn’t sometimes hard to part with it.“Do you ever keep any of them?”I glanced over, studying her as we paused on the road, enjoying the profile of her face… and. "What's wrong?" I asked, grabbing her shoulders and looking into her eyes. I could smell alcohol on her breath. She swayed a bid and I put my arm around her."I was stood-up. Dexter didn't show," she hissed angrily. Then she added, "I tried to call his cell phone ten times and there was no answer."I wanted to leap for joy. However, I caught myself and said, "Well, maybe he just got hung up in traffic." Yeah, right," she said with a slight slur to her voice. "He can walk to the bar from his. M. I had great difficulty in not talking her ear off. I was that bored."So. do you do nudes?" She asked it calmly. She was also looking me hard in the eye. She obviously thought she could tell something by my expression that the answer alone wouldn't give her."Not porno, but a tasteful nude of one person sure." I tried to sound as though I had done hundreds. The truth was Lois had been my only nude model and she wasn't really into it. I had done it only after having read 'The Day Books of. Everyday !’ He could feel her tension, and he ached to tell her, though the relationship was still too new to risk it. ‘I’m scared there’s something your not telling me and its’ really important.’ She sniffed. ‘Its almost as if you were a virgin and were afraid to say something. If that’s the case, there’s nothing to be shy about… ‘ He giggled about this, assuring her it was not the right time. Everything seemed so right, she just couldn’t understand. She had been with him for a month, they.