I’ve got this verbal vignette which I think might describe a great picture (either a photo or a drawing) for the book, and I’m looking for someone...who can provide the imagery to go with it. The publisher doesn’t have much money for it, but we may be able to get some honorarium for the artist. So if anyone can come up with the illustration this story describes, and is interested in submitting it, please email me at roddmann [at] yahoo [dot] com. Thanks!The Bud Vase: A Verbal Vignetteby Iron. I stripped and she did the same, both wearing our torn stockings. She pulled out a large strapon, purple and veiny. Without a word she held me at the back of my head and pushed it into my mouth, fucking it in and out, I gagged on it. She bent down and motioned my to put it on. It felt uncomfortable over my caged clit. she got on the bed, her ass high in the air. EAT. she ordered, I begand eating her ample ass, my tounge running from her asshole to cunt to clit, she pushed back and ordered me to. Neha smiled at my comment. I looked at her and smiled too.Me: At least, I got to see that smile on your face.Neha turned around and was looking at the students dance. Almost half the people were drunk. There we both saw Neha’s boyfriend and Sonalee having a very seductive body-to-body dance.Me: She is hot.Neha looked at me angrily. I took a sip of my drink and kept quiet. Neha was getting furious seeing her boyfriend dance with the bitch she hated the most. Neha looked at me while I was. I want no secrets and not hide things from one another. Angie said that would be awesome, because most couples do not talk things through, which eventually leads to breakups. Then she said, you know, Heather wants to have a 3some, and now that she has a boyfriend, a 4some. I laughed and said, sounds like Heather. God that girl is insatiable. Angie laughed and said, yeah she is, but so am I, so I may just wear you out. I laughed and said no way, I think I can hang with you.Angie asked about.