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I stood in my art studio admiring paintings of the many different girls that I had used for my subjects a few of them I had had sex with afterwards but only because they insisted and I couldn't resist a woman's beautiful body. To me, women such as myself I believed should be treated like goddesses, and I believed that they should be treated as the queens that they are. I loved the female anatomy with a deep passion.
"Are you just going to sit there and blankly stare at these paintings of naked women, or are you going to actually sell some paintings tonight?" My agent Angela asked as she raised an eyebrow at my uninterested gesture.
"Maybe" I replied shortly as glanced over my art work. I was an artist, I painted,I drew women and that's all I did all day and all night and it's something that I never grew un fond of what I did because I was doing what I absolutely loved. I was privileged,Rich and very attractive but Art was my passion not money in fact I had a bank account filled with cash that I rarely touched and in having that I also had a staff of greedy agents along the way most stole from me because I was very young at the time and didn't really understand nor care about the concept of money in any case they were all fired but Angela, Angela had been my agent for 4 years now and she was a strict hard ass on me and also the closest thing that I had to a suitable mother- figure.
Any who, I guess I'll tell you a little about me without going in to any dramatic details I was born on New Years eve, I am 21 years old and single and I live in Miami, the city of sex so they call it.. and I can't say that I disagree with that. My mom and dad both died of drug overdoses when I was 15 they were both methadone addicts and since then I found healing and love in my Art.. that and also women.
"What do you mean "Maybe", young lady you are THE hottest artist in Miami and there are a crowd of rich snobs out there waiting to throw money at you so get up" she said taking the freshly popped wine bottle from my hands. "And start selling, and fix your shirt" she said as she attempted to button my shirt but failed, Angela glanced up at me and realized that we our faces were inches apart
"Hi Angela, aww I didn't know you cared" I said sarcastically with a giggle
"Don't even think about it I am happily married thank you, here go fix the shirt yourself" she said turning me away from her to face the door
"sure you are" I mumbled with a smirk as we both walked into the Gallery only to be met by snob after rich snob all of whom I paid absolutely no attention to. I spoke with a few older women who were clearly only there to fuck me but I was surprisingly not interested. I walked around for a while canvasing the area until something beautiful caught my full attention. A young girl standing alone admiring one of my paintings. I watched as she tilted her head at an angle and furrowed her brow
"That's her umm va-"
"Yes I see that now"
the girl said politely cutting me off she stared at the painting and I noticed that she hadn't taken her eyes off of it to even look at me. I stared at her attempting to get a feel for her but I couldn't and this was a first for me because normally I could easily read women but this one she was different. She couldn't of been but a year or two younger than I was her body was amazing, her curves were like that of a goddess her pale yet smooth skin glistened in the soft ambiance of the lighting above us. Her seemingly soft, plump, pink lips slightly spread apart as she stared in awe at my painting. It wasn't until she finally turned to face me that I saw her intense Emerald eyes that I froze in my place. She was extremely ,inhumanly beautiful her thick yet sculpted eyebrows complimented her soft yet semi sharp facial features. She appeared to be unreal a real life actual painting.. she was someone that I had to have as a subject.
"So do you always attend Art Galleries Shows without shoes or are you protesting?" she asked with a smirk as her green eyes left my blue eyes and traveled to my feet
"Actually this is my place I live here as well kinda got a bargain when I bought the place so I usually go shoeless to impress people" I said sarcastically the girl put on a genuine smile.
"Ah, I see we have a live one here" she said smirking at me.
" In the flesh" I replied.
"Ahhh yes "Affliction" this is a beautiful piece I can see it hanging on your wall am I right?" Angela said her voice boomed making me jump.
the girl turned quickly and nodded her head "Yes it is a very interesting piece..How much?"
"$10,000" Angela stated quickly with a raised brow. I glanced at the girl who was clearly thinking it over, she turned to look at a few more paintings.
" Ok, $10,000 it is, and I'll also take those three over there hanging to your left, Gene! " she called
A short husky man with a perfect goatee came to her side "yes Ms. Jauregui?" he asked politely
"Do you mind finalizing this transaction to my account please" the girl asked sweetly to the short fellow
"Ah it would be my pleasure Ms. Jauregui" Angela looked at me with widened eyes "Okay sir right this way" she stated as the short man followed her into the office. I turned to see that the girl was already staring at me
"So I take it you are the artist?" she asked.
"Guilty as charged" I said holding my hands in the air as a surrender.
The girl giggled a little, even her smile was beautiful. How could a human being be so perfect? I thought to myself
The girl broke her stare from me to glance at her phone. "Well, it was nice meeting you , but I'm afraid I have to go" she stated as she began to turn and walk away
"wait!" I said gently grabbing her arm, she slowly stared at my hand and I quickly released her
"let me paint your portrait" I asked
The girl looked at me strangely "You have beautiful eyes,your body is so beautiful.. I'd love to draw you.. professionally it can be a private session no one else will be around just you and I" I pleaded in that moment the girl smirked and turned to walk away
I watched her as she hailed a taxi and stood in awe watching this beautiful girl leave before I came to my senses and ran after her just as she was getting into the taxi it began to drive off
"hey! woah woah!" I yelled the car stopped and I jumped in I sat across from the girl staring at her as I attempted to catch my breath
"I never got your name" I breathed out as I tried to catch my breath.
"You forgot your shoes" she giggled as she looked at my feet once again and then back up at me.
I glanced down at my feet and noticed that I was only wearing my black socks I shrugged it off and continued staring at her.
"It's not polite to stare" she said softly with a slight smirk.
"Sorry, but when I am looking at something as beautiful as you.. it's kinds hard not to stare" I said
The girl looked at me her Green Orbs staring at me intensely "OK" she said as she looked me up and down before subtly licking her lips
"Okaayyy?.." I drug the words out.
"I'll let you paint my portrait but under one condition" she stated.
I looked a her waiting for her to speak "OK" I said.
"We do this on my terms and my terms only and when I say so" she boasted.
A smile crept across my face "Ok.. yeah Ok I can deal with that" I said as I held my hand out to shake hers.
It's a deal..