...oh fuck I'm cumming.............................................................................Oh fuck, I can take any common place scene and fant...size it into an all-out orgy fuckfest! Even at the library. I love the library. The musky smell of old leather, of dirty old manuscripts, the secretive words of masters of literature, written one way but with secretive meanings entirely different to its content....I love to sit at a library table and stretch my legs out while reading and. Cute, it was so small. My eyes were watering, I finally blinked. She switched the phone to her other hand pulling up the laced, one piece outfit , adjusting it here and there. She was fucking stunning. "You're walking here now? … God I can't wait to have you inside of me…..okay…. yes….I'm upstairs." She said, and hung up the phone. Instantly I got pissed. That fucking hypocritical bitch. That fucking whore! She was cheating on Frank. And after all this bullshit of grounding me and telling me I. I was merely modeling, in the nude mind you, for a few extra bucks on the side. I was myself a struggling writer, not an artist. I never had been very shy, a fairly decent body all things considered, though I was certainly no body builder either. But then the arts instructor hadn't been looking for that either when she approached me."Danny? Would you be interested in posing for a particular class of mine?" She'd asked. "You will be nude however ... think you can handle that?" Like I said,. You never seem to show any interest in the girls here. A few said you might be batting for the other side, now I know different don’t I?” She smiles impishly, looks me up and down and places the magazine in front of me. “My Rick gets this from time to time, tries to keep it quiet but he’s not as clever as he thinks he is.” A feeling of deep, deep embarrassment fills me, how on earth do I wriggle out of this one? I’m thinking of laying the blame on Jim, she hates Jim, so it could be any easy get.