"No. Back then, when we drew bodies, the male models would always wear underwear..." Lucille explained with a blushing face.
When she first started to draw the human body, she could not bear it even if the model was wearing underwear. She often looked at them roughly and drew quickly. Her teacher often criticized her for not being good at drawing, and she only overcame those psychological barriers after a long time.
After hearing that, Franklin realized that he had misunderstood her. He was in a good mood, so he reached out and began to unbutton his clothes one by one. "You can draw one without underwear today."
"No! I don't have anything right now, not even a pencil. There's simply no way for me to draw."
She realized that he was serious. She was so terrified that she wanted to hide, but her body was pressed down tightly by the man.
"Come here," he sat up. He pulled her out from the side of the living room, and they passed through a short corridor to the master bedroom. Beside the master bedroom was a room with adequate sunlight. It was an art studio.
Inside it was a pile of brand-new art tools. There were brushes, paint, and even a big Venus Statue.
"What is this?"
"These are for you. If you need to paint in the future, you can paint at home. In this way, I can see you everyday."
Franklin hugged her waist from behind and planted a kiss on her neck.
"This is not my home. This is yours."
"Are you still mad? It turns out that you haven't forgiven me yet. I guess I have to be the naked model for your painting."
When she heard him, Franklin was already unbuttoning his shirt.
"I don't think that's necessary... I don't want to draw a human body right now." Lucille wanted to slip away, but he held her tightly to prevent her from escaping.
"There are reporters at the entrance of the art academy. You can't go back either. What are you going to do besides paint? Besides, you didn't ask for my permission when you used me as your model. Now, you won't even let me request something?"
He had absolutely no intentions of letting her go.
He took off his shirt and revealed his clearly defined muscles.
She was lost for words.
"Do the other male models have better bodies than me?"
Lucille shook her head.
Most of the people who worked as models were the elderly, and there were very few young adults in this field.
"What are you waiting for?"
As he said that, he went to close the door. After that, he walked to the sofa in the room. He took off the rest of his clothes and sat down...
Lucille only stood there in a daze. She looked at the floor, and her face was extremely red.
She was not blushing because she had to draw a naked man. She was blushing because... not only was this the first time she drew a completely naked man, but his private parts were upright! She did not know how to draw it at all!
However, Franklin continued to sit there. Lucille could only bite the bullet and prepared a plain piece of paper on the drawing board. She sharpened her pencil and really started to draw!
He could not help but stand up and he leaned down. He pretended to look at her with a pitiful face and asked, "Do you really have the heart to do this to me? How about you satisfy me first? Then I'll let you draw me?"
She was speechless.
"Pretty please?"
Franklin asked again.
Lucille held the pencil in her hand, and she was at a loss for a moment. In fact, the answer in her heart was "yes". However, when she thought of what Franklin used to do to her, she decided not to let him go so easily for the time being. She said with a straight face, "Since you want to be a model, you should be aware of how a model acts. Sit down first, and we'll talk about other things after I finish this portrait."
He did not expect her to be so bold after a few years!
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