The art teacher was a tall, elegant blonde, short hair, in her mid thirties. Sophia. Intense, she radiated passion for her work and for her craft. I wanted to learn from her, and not only drawing. But it would only be drawing this weekend, as there were two others in the class. Nicola was in her twenties, a quiet girl who seemed to be painting as some kind...
"No, Alex, I know your preferred drawing style is Manga, and I've got no problem with that! Sure, you can take characters from someone else for this assignment. But no drawing style can simply ignore foreshortening, the closer you come to the viewer, the larger objects become." "I know! I just can't seem to get it right," she looked positively uncomfortable...
I still remember the first time I laid eyes on Annette. She was standing on my doorstep, looking up at me, a hesitant smile forming on her full lips. She was holding a portfolio under her left arm. With her right hand she pushed a wave of auburn hair away from her eyes. "Mr. Anderson?" she asked. "Yes, I'm James Anderson," I replied. "And you must be Annet...
An Extract from the Notebooks of Professor Valerious Conuletes As recorded by Alistair Mason 'Pip' McCosey An Introduction to Botanical Art Emily came to Professor Conuletes at Tewit Grange for help and advice some months previously. She had been very depressed and the Professor had showed her ways to lift her spirits. She had tried country walks on advi...
Nineteen year old Lilianne was an aspiring young artist. Always a studious bookworm, Lilly, as her friends called her, never had much time for boys. She had never dated a man, let alone been intimate with one. Her only exposure to nude men had been in online porn, and sex ed videos. Throughout her school years Lilly had fantisized about attractive young men...
I am a technician in an electronics development lab. I work with both hardware and software engineers doing many different tasks. This being an electronics lab, ESD, or static electricity, is a constant worry. We have ESD monitors that are mounted above the bench and grounded under the bench. One of my responsibilities is maintenance and installation of the...
Hello friends and fellow pervs. This story is a prequel of sorts, and is building up to some big ideas I have for the actual sex part of the story. Part one only has all the of the world building and setup, but I think it turned out ok and I would love to hear your thoughts on the dialogue as well as ideas for what will come next for Mia! Hope you enjoy! **...
It was August and I was with my husband and two teenaged kids at my best friend Tracy's neighborhood cook-out / pool party. We don't live in her town, but being friends we were invited. Tracy's kids are older than mine so each of my kids brought a friend, frankly that was the only way I could get them to go. My names Gloria, we live in the suburbs, I commut...
This story wandered a bit in the telling, and is more a collection of vignettes than a single thread. Those readers who know my Library story arc will recognise some characters in cameo roles right at the end. Their presence has a logic of sorts - it appears that I inhabit a singular universe. -- ooo OOO ooo -- Following the weekend class at Sophia's studi...
I was surprised when Sheila called me. We had met at the group drawing session that Lucy had arranged. "How are you?" she asked. Sheila was a new art teacher at a middle school a year or so out of college. She was shy and reserved during the drawing session and had demonstrated much talent in the drawing she had done. We exchanged greetings on the phone an...