Throw in a few beers and it would be a party!” I laughed at his attempt to sway me, but truth is he didn’t have to work that hard. I had been thin...ing about taking an art class next semester, and this one fit the bill nicely.The first few weeks of class were cool, but not the party that was promised. Most of the models were older or dumpy looking. Still the practice was improving my skills and I had a couple of sketches the professor wanted me to build on. Then a new model came walking in to. The puffy flakes were falling and streetlight showed they’re decent from the second floor cubicle window to the ground below. Immediately I was intoxicated with the scent of her ‘White Diamonds’. Teresa knew I had seen her from afar, and even tried to make eye contact for the few hours we have known each other. I respected her as Teresa and a friend. Ever had one of those moments that you knew your were both magnetically attracted to each other. This was such a moment. As she sighed a sigh of. He lifted her right leg onto the telephone stool that was nearby, nodded at her then struck at her sex, now open and exposed, the slap of leather on soft skin had her jerking her body from the pain, and an unbidden cry escaping from her lips. Again, he struck with the same effect, though the cry was more of a moan bordering on a scream. She was gritting her teeth now, while looking up into the dark attic not wanting to see the next blow coming. But come it did, just as hard as its predecessor. You had the economy model, which had only the necessary basic functions and a cheap finish. You had the advanced model, which had additional attributes and a standard finish that made it a more desirable, if more expensive, item. You had your deluxe model, which had all the bells and whistles and a much nicer finish and would eat a hole in your wallet.And then there was the super-deluxe model, which was what you'd order if price were no object. The super-deluxe model was the standard by which.