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A drawing lesson
Story written on July 6, 2011 by kins40.
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She studied with a frown the worn out state of a blue ball shape of putty and decided that the kneaded eraser would probably make its appearance for the last time. As indispensable as it was, it look very much exhausted and she made a mental note to purchase a new one for the next class.
She took a seat behind her easel and clipped her sheet of drawing paper in front of her. She placed all drawing pencils on the little ledge at the base of the drawing support and reached for on last item, a tight spiral stick of fibrous paper, a paper stump she will need for blending and smudging.
She was ready.
She glanced a couple of times from the side of her easel to determine if her view of the potential model was obstructed in anyway and was satisfied when she realised she had actually got a space fairly close to the stage area with an uninterrupted view of the subject.
She momentarily studied the ancient Rome type seat which took centre stage in front of her.
The dark wood chair had curved legs forming a wide X; it had no back, and low arms.
A beautiful ornamental chair but one, no doubt, uncomfortable to sit on for long periods of time. She started to feel sorry for the poor unsuspecting soul who was about to enter the room.
The students were chattering loudly amongst themselves, waiting for the class to start and more especially for the appearance of the model.
Silence suddenly fell into the room.
The model emerged from the far corner of the room, slowly making her way out of the shadows to step onto the stage.
As she stepped up, the overhead skylight immediately bathed her in golden light.
She instantly became the focus of all the attention. She had entered onto the stage and all eyes were on her. She was now at the forefront of the collective consciousness.
She was tall and graceful and majestically beautiful.
She took a seat on the uncomfortable roman stool amidst the ruffling noise of the drapery which seemed to be the only garment covering her. It was fastened around her slender body covering most of her torso, her hips and legs and only revealing to the class her regal face, neck and shoulders.
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hahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! coco chanel you said it all.And Bette Porter greeted Tina Kennard. What happened next??? we can imagine, can’t we? Thank you.
another amazing storykins, please keep them coming x
omg you could easily make this a multi-chapter story you are an amazing writer i really love reading your stuff. i’m adding you to my fave authors list right now! lol
Kins you and your imagination are spectacularly AWESOME. Loved this story. You do know what you are doing to us, right? You give us three pages blood pressure raising description of a beautiful, seductive, doe-eyed woman, then you introduce them leaving us wanting more and so bereft that we will not have another chapter of this wonderful encounter. What a wonderful introduction to a great love story. I guess I will have to make up my owm story. It was fantastic. Thanks for sharing.
Wow..great start from one of my favorite writers! You already have me hooked!
A lovely story, beautifully written.
You never disappoint Kins. I always get so drawn into your stories; they are so visual. You’re an amazing talent and so versatile which makes it even better because we never know what to expect with every new post. Thank you for sharing another wonderful B&T moment.
HMMMMM… As usual lately I’m left to my own imagination. But can I just say wow… She owns the art school; awesome. Bette will be Tina’s muse. Yes the countdown has begun. So much to do so little time. C x
If English is not your first language, what is? Romance? Again, that was a great story.
AWESOME, LOVE IT
Wow…I’m always in awe of your story. I know it’s a cliche…but it’s… Awesome!!!
What a wonderfully written story. Just birlliantly amazing. Thank you.
Excellent.Thank you.PPS
C’est magnifique! Hands, lips, neck and shoulders…the suspense is killing me. What’s next?I shall leave now on Cloud 9 to work on your next top 2. I trust it is no longer crowded and there’s plenty of room for creativity?
that was really marvelous!very descriptive, I like ur writing, and can’t wait to read more of ur work, thank u ;D
Beauuuuuuuutiful, mon bichon!!!!! Wow, wow, and wow again!! Sorry for getting to this marvelous reading that late, but as you know, me and my bed had a very late (or early) reunion, and it took me a while to start this new day… Anyway, I really have to say: you literally do magic with your words!!! Your writing is absolutely amazing! What a wonderful tribute to the English language! I loved it all, especially when it came to BP’s perfect anatomy, but I must point out the part about the perfume. I don’t think anyone could have talked about perfume in a better way! Wow… So well described, and so vivid! I’m pretty sure your words will come to my mind the next time I put on perfume or even hug a friend hello. That was perfect! And I loved the end and the fact that Bette was posing as a model in her own school… Brilliant! Again… Love the way you use those words of yours! Thanks a lot for this chapter, and chapeau bas to my favorite partner!!! B&H, Kw
OMG Kins! You always do know how to captured me in your writing!! And I always feel so disappointed when see the end of the story as i can’t believe it’s no more…!! excuse me but really too short!! Or maybe I just simply too greedy :-p lol can’t blame me for knowing how to appreciate good stuff eh!? :-D ha3 ok2 stop counting as I knew at least there’ll be another 2 stories in relation to the list ;-) I assume the upper part of face, neck and shoulders is one entity. ^^, he3…
What an amazing introduction to what will no doubt be a great lovestory. I love your one-offs, but I really wish they were all two-offs or three-offs or…
Your words are captivating,just brilliant