It turned its eye orbs towards your face and the pupils began to suddenly spiral in a furl of blades, before the being looked away once more examining...your body critically.It's waspy voice filled your head even as its lips remained solidly unperturbed, "you will do nicely I believe yes, your form is primitive but I see potential after all, maybe a few more million years and you might be amusing for me to engage." The being laughed and sneered at you, it's long ethereal hairlike appendages. "Look how short her skirt is today!" Darren guffawed."Jesus, could you possibly say it any louder?" Gary hissed, elbowing him.The train arrived, and the doors whooshed open. Jill moved up the steps, her two admirers falling in right behind her.Darren made a goofy gesture, as if he was going to duck his head beneath the back of Jill's skirt.Gary did him one better, quickly slipping his cell phone under her skirt to snap off a few pictures.Climbing the steps, Jill's ass was directly in Darren's. Artists are not observers, they must participate in life, live it to the fullest. Only then can they bring true life to the canvas!"Mioki was spellbound. This man's voice was so powerful, his eyes so compelling, his thoughts those of someone who had experienced life to the fullest, his soul so full of passion.How little did she know."So, tomorrow we begin. I will arrange for a model and you will begin to explore the wonder and beauty of the human body. Dismissed!"Since the class had ended. She tentatively reached out her hand and lightly touched it. It jerked.“Sorry, did I hurt you?” she asked.“No, it is just very sensitive. There are a lot of nerve endings in the head,” I replied. She carefully pulled the sides of my underwear down over my hips. My penis popped up as it escaped its cotton prison. Maggie jumped and made a small squeal. After a pause she pulled my underwear lower and dropped them to the floor. She studied my manhood and scrotum before reaching tentatively forward.