.. too much shadow. See? Look at how the light falls on our model's body ... try to have a little more nuance with your lighting, hmm?" She pointed ex...ectantly past the girl, at the center of the ring of easels.On the dais in the middle of the circle of easels sat a model, and for the girls of Saint Joan's Academy for Girls, he was rather a special model indeed. Professor Calary's fifteen-year old son Connor sat on an old-fashioned chaise lounge, posing pensively in a manner similar to Rodin's. Dancing was alsotaught in this class; really the only exercise we got. Initially it wasballroom dancing, then the more modern rock-n-roll, twist, hip-hop etc.Later we were taught the bump and grind moves that go with a strip-tease.The class included make-up. We were taught how to apply lipstick and lipgloss, rouge, eye-shadow etc. The emphasis was not to overdo it. We wereyoung girls and hardly needed make-up at all, but just a little didwonders. It also covered up the very fine scars in the. I shaved my body so that I was totally smooth for him. I put on some perfume that Shannon recommended and then it was time to slip into my new lingerie. I slipped into my white corset and put on my dainty little thong. Then I slowly put on my white thigh-high stockings. I NEVER FELT SO SEXY! I lit a few candles just before Mark got home, and when I heard him approaching the front door to the apartment, I met him there wearing only my lingerie! His mouth dropped as he could not believe how. "I have heard the name and all are welcome here. Temporary though it may be, this is the house of God." I said smiling sweetly. Some days a girl just needs the reassurance of a firearm. Too bad I couldn't get to mine."You need my permission to open a business in this town." he demanded."This really isn't a business as such," I informed him."It's close enough," he demanded."And what does one have to do to get your permission. There are no profits to share." Then I guess we will just have to.