cruel.”
“I'm
sorry, but I can't have him here to draw with you drooling in the corner.”
“Are
you guys going to do the nasty after you're done?”
I
giggled at the thought. “Not likely.”
“Okay,
so how long am I expected to be gone this time?”
“I
don't know. Can I just text you? Are you going to be at the library?”
“Yeah, probably. I
have an essay to write, that I was hoping to do in the comfort of my own home.
But I guess I will do it at the library.”
“Thank
you; you're the best.”
“No
problem.”
“Okay,
well I'm going to call him, and make sure he’s going to be here on time.”
“Sure,
you go ahead,” she had a small smile on her face. She was really enjoying
herself. I guess I couldn't blame her; she really did find my situation
amusing.
I
picked up my phone, and dialed Jet. He picked up right away.
“Hey,
Natalie, what's up?”
“Hi
Jet, I just wanted to make sure that you were still good to go for tonight?”
“Yes,
of course. What time do you need me there? I can come at any time.”
“You
are more than welcome to start heading over.”
“Sure;
do you think we could have some of that wine this time?”
I
laughed. “Sure we can. Actually, you're probably going to need it.”
He
laughed with me. “Great; now you're making me nervous.”
“No
need to be. I will see you soon.”
I
disconnected the call, and set my phone down. “He's on his way over, so get
going.”
“I
am so unimpressed with you. You're gonna get him naked eventually aren't you?
That's the end result, right? The last drawing?”
I
smiled. “Yes, it is.”
“Well
tell me this then, Natalie; do you plan on drawing Jet when he's hard or soft?”
I
slapped her shoulder. “You're ridiculous! Stop talking like that.”
“If
I were you, I would get a little wood from him while you can.”
“Get
out!” I said, laughing.
I
went into the kitchen while she puttered around, collecting everything she needed to take to the library with her. She headed to
the door, and called over her shoulder, “Have fun!”
Reaching
into the cupboard over my head, I pulled out a bottle of wine. I grabbed a
bottle opener, and proceeded to open the bottle. I was willing to allow this
particular session to be a little more laid back, now that I had slept with
Jet. We were a little more comfortable together than the last time I drew him.
Plus, I was asking him to take off his clothes, so he would probably need to
relax.
It
wasn't long before I heard a knock at my door. I headed over to it, and swung
it open, finding Jet on the other side of it.
“Hi there.”
“Hey,
beautiful,” he came inside, and I closed the door behind him.
He
headed to the kitchen, where he found the wine bottle. “Do you mind?”
I
shook my head, and admired his form as he poured two glasses of wine. I walked
to the couch, and sat down, waiting for him to follow suit. He came to the
couch, and sat down beside me, handing me a glass of wine.
“This
is great stuff,” he said, admiring the wine he drank.
“Yes,
my roommate buys it. She knows her wine; I do not.”
“I
heard that you were at the fights, Natalie.”
I
stared at him, confused. “You saw me, Jet. You knew I was at the fights
yourself.”
“Yes,
you're right. That's what I meant. Why were you there?”
“I
had no idea your fight was that night. Had I known, I probably would never have
gone, but I had a photography class that night. We were essentially hired to
take the fight shots for the evening.”
“Yeah,
Kyle mentioned something to that effect. Can I see the photos? I would love to
see what you caught.”
“They
aren't ready yet. They have been downloaded to my computer, but I haven't had a
chance to work on them yet. So if you're asking to see them, you can't.”
He
stared at me. “Did you catch it, Natalie?”
I
wasn't quite sure I understood what he was talking about at first. Then it
clicked, and I smiled. “Yes, Jet, I got it.”
“Oh
my
“I'm
sorry, but I can't have him here to draw with you drooling in the corner.”
“Are
you guys going to do the nasty after you're done?”
I
giggled at the thought. “Not likely.”
“Okay,
so how long am I expected to be gone this time?”
“I
don't know. Can I just text you? Are you going to be at the library?”
“Yeah, probably. I
have an essay to write, that I was hoping to do in the comfort of my own home.
But I guess I will do it at the library.”
“Thank
you; you're the best.”
“No
problem.”
“Okay,
well I'm going to call him, and make sure he’s going to be here on time.”
“Sure,
you go ahead,” she had a small smile on her face. She was really enjoying
herself. I guess I couldn't blame her; she really did find my situation
amusing.
I
picked up my phone, and dialed Jet. He picked up right away.
“Hey,
Natalie, what's up?”
“Hi
Jet, I just wanted to make sure that you were still good to go for tonight?”
“Yes,
of course. What time do you need me there? I can come at any time.”
“You
are more than welcome to start heading over.”
“Sure;
do you think we could have some of that wine this time?”
I
laughed. “Sure we can. Actually, you're probably going to need it.”
He
laughed with me. “Great; now you're making me nervous.”
“No
need to be. I will see you soon.”
I
disconnected the call, and set my phone down. “He's on his way over, so get
going.”
“I
am so unimpressed with you. You're gonna get him naked eventually aren't you?
That's the end result, right? The last drawing?”
I
smiled. “Yes, it is.”
“Well
tell me this then, Natalie; do you plan on drawing Jet when he's hard or soft?”
I
slapped her shoulder. “You're ridiculous! Stop talking like that.”
“If
I were you, I would get a little wood from him while you can.”
“Get
out!” I said, laughing.
I
went into the kitchen while she puttered around, collecting everything she needed to take to the library with her. She headed to
the door, and called over her shoulder, “Have fun!”
Reaching
into the cupboard over my head, I pulled out a bottle of wine. I grabbed a
bottle opener, and proceeded to open the bottle. I was willing to allow this
particular session to be a little more laid back, now that I had slept with
Jet. We were a little more comfortable together than the last time I drew him.
Plus, I was asking him to take off his clothes, so he would probably need to
relax.
It
wasn't long before I heard a knock at my door. I headed over to it, and swung
it open, finding Jet on the other side of it.
“Hi there.”
“Hey,
beautiful,” he came inside, and I closed the door behind him.
He
headed to the kitchen, where he found the wine bottle. “Do you mind?”
I
shook my head, and admired his form as he poured two glasses of wine. I walked
to the couch, and sat down, waiting for him to follow suit. He came to the
couch, and sat down beside me, handing me a glass of wine.
“This
is great stuff,” he said, admiring the wine he drank.
“Yes,
my roommate buys it. She knows her wine; I do not.”
“I
heard that you were at the fights, Natalie.”
I
stared at him, confused. “You saw me, Jet. You knew I was at the fights
yourself.”
“Yes,
you're right. That's what I meant. Why were you there?”
“I
had no idea your fight was that night. Had I known, I probably would never have
gone, but I had a photography class that night. We were essentially hired to
take the fight shots for the evening.”
“Yeah,
Kyle mentioned something to that effect. Can I see the photos? I would love to
see what you caught.”
“They
aren't ready yet. They have been downloaded to my computer, but I haven't had a
chance to work on them yet. So if you're asking to see them, you can't.”
He
stared at me. “Did you catch it, Natalie?”
I
wasn't quite sure I understood what he was talking about at first. Then it
clicked, and I smiled. “Yes, Jet, I got it.”
“Oh
my
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